Lowe High School - Towers Yearbook (Windsor, Ontario Canada)

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25th Anniversary Edition THE TOWERS Page E igh tv - N i n e LITERARY whelmed at his suggestion and promptly ac¬ cepted. 1 was shown a room and then intro¬ duced to all the other servants. One day, aiiter being employed by Mr. Dinglewopper tor about two weeks, I received a telephone call from his office. 1 drove down to the building and to my surprise I saw an ambulance standing in front of the Dinglewop¬ per building. I hurried up the stairs and found my boss ' room crowded with his employees. “Oh. you must be Mr. Dinglewopper ' s chauf¬ feur”. saf.d an intelligent looking man. “Yes”, 1 answered uneasily, “Is there any¬ thing wrong? “Mr. Dinglewopper has just had another heart attack; it may be serious. answered the gentleman. Then in tlie midst of all the confusion the doctor got up, and by hts expression 1 knew that tny boss was dead. I was stunned, so 1 went to my car and drove hack to the house. 1 told the servants about the mishap, and then we all sat down, brooding over the death of Mr. Dinglewopper. “I wonder if “T. L. has left a will, sugges¬ ted a servant. At this thought I sat puzzled, remembering the kindness of my former em¬ ployer. In a few days, the funeral services were over. Then one day a huge car stopped in front of our home, and a dignified looking man got out and walked to the door. “Gentlemen, said the man. “I am Lawrence Higgins, and according to Mr. Dinglewopper ' s will, all his home employees are to receive five thousand dollars each. To Mr. Kurnevs ley, for his exceptional honesty, comes an additional two thousand dollars.” 1 stood there speechless, my mouth open, wild thoughts running through my head. I was thinking that if I had run away with the wal¬ let, I would have strtll been a poor tramp, prob¬ ably penniless. Now it would not he very difficult for me to get a job. and with this money at hand. I had a future ahead of me with a bright outlook. Honesty had paid me a fine reward. t — Midnight Derby And there they go. They ' re coming into the turn. Handkerchief is leading by a nose. Garter is coming into the stretch. Sick Bay is hanging on the rail. Suspender is holding up in the rear. Corset is bursting out in front. But Cabbage wins by a head. Ready For A Steady? FOR GIRLS ONLY ! ! ! Hanrv and you are under lock and the key has vanished, or in other words, you are going steady. It means you belong to Harry and his heart is in your upper left pocket. You’re his “Slick Chick”, and “Sugar is the pet name even if your right name may he shorter. Just imagine, no more sneaking into the pic¬ ture show just after eft has started so you won’t he seen on Friday night “W.A.D. (without a date.) W hen the phone rings each night, it’s Harry instead of Lucy wanting the answers for to¬ morrow mathematics. He has a sweater and a pair of socks to match your last new blue set, and the little pin is on everything he wears. You wear his school pin on your dickies. You’re a matching pair, think alike, do alike, the friends are the same. You two are quite thick, until something hap¬ pens. Soon you resent Harry ' s attitude to vou. He doesn ' t like the way you talk to Mike, or walk to your locker with Bud. Why must he embarrass you by talking con¬ stantly of you to his friends, and introducing you as “the homemaker ? And you had to re¬ fuse dancing with the handsome man staring at you because you are going steady with Harry. Then you get mad because Lucy is now dancing with tall, dark and handsome. Perhaps now you realize you are not ready for a steady. You’re too young to be tied down. Your feelings for him are changing, and fading quickly, and seeing Harry all the Erne doesn ' t go with that change. It was fun at first, hut now you hear the same old tine, laughs, remarks, jokes. It’s horeing now, isn’t it? No! Don’t commit harikari to get away from it all. Just give it to him straight but gently. Find that hidden key. and unlock that lock. In short, break it up. If you haven’t the courage, just find a quiet place to be alone, and tell him, “Let’s just he friends”, or “Harry, I’ve been thinking about us. you and me, and even if I’m very fond of you, l just don ' t want to go steady any longer . He wants to know why. Can you answer? Be prepared. It’s something you can ' t explain, or control. You seem to he changing. But you’d still like to he friends with Harry. to go out with him once in a while, hut now you want to be free to have dates with other boys too. Instead of curling around your (linger, he starts throwing home remarks; but stick to your base, throw that ball on to second base, but (don ' t hurt his feelings.) No use sparring over a lost cause. It ' s im¬ possible for you and Harry to b?. “just friends’ . You’re through—it’s quits. The whole school knows it. You are yourself, happy, relieved and free. You weren’t jilted were you? No, you got your way. It was your idea. You aren ' t even worried about snapping up

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Page Eighty-Eight THE TOWERS 25th Anniversary Edition LITERARY The Birthday Present HONOURABLE MENTION— By BETTY VAS, C3B Many exciting events were destined to oc¬ cur on the day of September 14. It was the birthday of two young children. A little girl. Joan, celebrated her eighth birthday, ami a bov, Wayne, his seventh. Joan.came from a wealthy family, able to give her everything, including a little puppy. Wayne ' s family was poor, and could only buy him a sttorv book. He had wan¬ ted a little puppy so badly, but they could not afford to buy him one. Wayne was a cripple. He could not play with the other children, and wanted the com¬ panionship a puppy could give him. He tried not to show his disappointment when all he received was a story book. Joan was overjoyed with her present. The puppy was white with black spots. There was a black patch on one eve. ami he bad black ears. His legs were white with tiny black spots on them, and when be looked at you with those large wistful black eyes, he was the cutest thing alive. As she played with him in the back yard, she decided to call in some of her friends and show them her present. While she was gone, the puppy wandered away. Fate musJt have guided his footsteps, for he seemed to know just where he was going. In a yard sat a little boy. reading. His crutches lay at his side. Into the boy ' s lap the puppy climbed, and sat there wagging his tail. Wayne was so happy (for he thought it was a surprise from his parents) that he burst into joyful tears. The little dog licked Wayne’s hands playfully. When Wayne called his pa rents, and told them how happy he was, they decided to let him keep the puppy, for they thought that no one deserved and needed it more than he did. When, in the next evening ' s paper, they saw an advertisement asking if anyone had found a dog that fitted the description of t ' .v- one Wayne had, they deckled to tell Wayne that it was not his. and that he would have to re¬ turn it. When Joan went for the pup. she saw that the little boy was trying hard to keep hack t.ic tears that were determined to flow. She saw the little puppy lick his hands, and decided to tell him that he could keep it. Happiness glow¬ ed on tlie little hoy’s face, as he thanked her and invited her to come and visit them when¬ ever she could. Now she goes every day to see him, and the three of them. Joan. Wayne, and Spike (the puppy) are the best of friends. Pete Kumevsky--Tramp HONOURABLE MENTION— By PAUL MACKO, T4B-B Tramping wearily along in the quiet, cool breeze of the ea !y morning, passing deserted alleys and tree shadowed spaces, I wondered where my next meal was coming from. Arriv¬ ing in the midst of the residential district, I saw something very pleasing to me. The milk¬ man had just left two quarts of milk at the T. I.. Dinglewopper mansion. “T. L. was a very prominent business man who lived alone except for his servants. As I approached my break fast, my toot lht something and so I stopped to pick it up. 1 was amazed at the ingenuity by which the waWet was made, hut when I ex¬ amined its contents. I nearly dropped dead. There in the billfold 1 saw twelve, crisp, one- hundred dollar hills and some papers which ! believed were very valuable. When my as¬ tonishment passed. 1 looked at the signature of some of the papers and then realized that I was in from of the owner’s home. I scamper¬ ed away and soon found mvself sitting on a park bench very confused. I didn’t know whe¬ ther I should run away with the money or whether l should return it and hope for a re¬ ward. I sat there for a long while before I decided to he honest about the whole thing. Retracing my steps, I again found myself in front of thr Dinglewopper mansion. I stepped on the porch, hesitated for a minute or so, then finally rang a bell. I heard some short, fast steps approaching, and when the door opened I was facing a short, young gentleman neatly dressed, who l pre¬ sumed was the butler. “Hello , I said. “I’d like to speak to Mr. Dingiewopper . He looked at the way I was dressed and politely asked me in. When I stepped into the house, I was amazed! Never before had L seen a room so well furnished, so clean, but before I had more time to look around 1 was confronted by a very distinguished looking man. ' Tin T. L. Dinglewopper ' , he said. “What is it you wish to see me about? Trying to act at ease. I said, “How do you do. sir. I’m Pete Kurnevsky. I found a wallet that belongs to you and am here to return it. He looked at me very surprised and examined the wallet. Watching his reactions, I assumed that lu was very pleased. “I don’t know how to thank you, Mr. Ktir- r-r Kurnevsky, ' ' he replied. “These papers are very valuable to me. Then he studied my ap¬ pearance. 1 watched his every move, hoping that lie would give me some money as a reward, hut then 1 heard him say. “Are you employed hv anyone, Mr. Kurnev¬ sky?’ No sir, not at this moment”, I replied. “Perhaps you would like to he my personal chauffeur. You see iny other man just got married this morning and left. I was over-

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Page Ninety THE TOWERS 25th Anniversary Edition LITERARY other dates. Not yet. ( ou re waiting for them though.) Learning vvhat’ happening in the world? Well, you are not reading those papers tor prac tice. You want to be able to talk to anyone on any subject. That extra tiime can be used for repairing and changing the appearance of your clothes. You are trying “tips for teens ’. Be confident, Harry thought you were a pretty dish, didn’t he? Once the news of your break gets around, phones will he buzz in. if not. trv a Sadie Hawkins Party. Invite a num¬ ber of the gang over for hamburgs. Have a round about. Have a good time, hut remember, no more locks and keys for you. Not for a long time. You’re not ready for a steady, chick!!! •-- I Am A Canadian HONOURABLE MENTION— By MARIO DOMINATO, T2E without question, and grievances remain un¬ heard. Our government is of our choosing. In Mu¬ nicipal, Provincial and Dominion government, we elect our own representatives. Through them our opinions are expressed aivd discussed. In a Democracy, the majority rules. Our educational system is greatly advanced and its standards arc high. Compulsory edu¬ cation tor all. has helped to make our nation a thinking nation, broad-minded, and schooled in the basic “three RY Here, most teen-agers attend schools, while in Europe, hoys and girls of the same age work out in the fields, or m factories, building up the state. Our natural resources are so plentiful that opportunities may he had by all who seek them. A great deal of our wealth has not yet been touched. Take our vast timberlands. wheat fields and mines. These, when developed, will place Canada’s financial position on an equal footing with that of any country in the world. In our Democracy, the capitalistic system prevails. It has made possible the highest standards of living existing anywhere in the world. This is due to the production of great quantities of wealth which have been shared more or less by all classes. In conclusion, I would like to slate that I fully realize my privileges as a Canadian, and am prepared to defend them against aggressive, dictatorial ideas now seeping into the country under the guise of the share-alike principles of Communism. . • - Because of our Democratic way of life. Cana¬ da is to me the finest country in the world. Our living standards are much higher than those of European States, who, while under constant ty¬ ranny, have not progressed from the feudalist : c stage. As Canadians, we enjoy many privileges that less fortunate countries cannot hope to have. Our freedoms include: freedom of speech, freedom of worship, freedom from want, free¬ dom from tear, freedom of the press, freedom of petition and many more. Our freedom of speech grants us the right to say what we think concerning our government, and we can decide on changing it. Freedom of worship gives us our choice in religious beliefs. No religion is forced upon us. and. through tolerance, people of many religions can dwell in peace together. Freedom from want: through our economic system, the majority of the people have access to most of the commodities selling at reasonable prices. Freedom from fear: our laws arc just and wisely executed. There is no expectation of the arrest and imprisonment of an innocent Canadian. We have no fear of a Gestapo break¬ ing into our homes at any time of day or night, arresting innocent people and taking our valu¬ ables. as is the case in Europe. Through free¬ dom of the press we are made aware of the true occurrences in the world. Through the Letter Box in our daily paper, we can express our views on any subject without interference by the government. Every citizen lias the right to petition. Dictator-ruled countries have no such right. Laws are set for them to obey Dr. Morrison: “Where do we find mangoes?” John Salzer: “Where woman goes.” Mae McDonald: “A scientist claims that what we eat. we become.” Shirley Queen: “Good, let’s order something rich.” r —- - DRINK HONEY DEW It ' s The Drink For You i- - J r, — Phone 3-9811 Between Langlois and Parent CRAYSON JEWELLERS Giits That Last 973 Ottawa St. Windsor, Ont. ' - i