McKinley High School - Nugget Yearbook (St Louis, MO)

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,gt 30 Eu 6 8 On a cold and frosty mornin ', When the snow is on the ground, And the windoufs creak and rattle, And your sleepin' awful sound, Don't you hate to hear those words, Just the worst that can be found , Time to git up. Oh, I know a little cottage Where I spent my childhood days, Wfhere the breezes fanned my cheek As I played my childish plays, And my heart is softly singing As I wend my lonesome ways. Oh, I 'm comin', I 'm com,in'. Oh, I hear a 'voice a-eallin', And a-beckoning from afar, Like that old, sweet echo THE CARNATION TIME TO GIT UP l 9 When your breath makes icy circles, As it curls above your head, And the floor is freezin' cold, All about your nice, warm bed, Don't you hate to hear those words, Just the worst that can be said 5 Time to git upf, Yet in summer, strange to say, When it's early in the morn' And the birds are singin' sweetly As a fair new day is born, You wait to hear those comin' words, A-nd you treat them without scorn, Time to git up. Rowena Quentin. I'lVl COMIN' BACK AGAIN Oh, I know a yellow meadow, Where the lazy butterflies Come flittin' round my face, To show their golden prize. Still, I feel their gauzy wings, And my so-ul within me cries, Oh, 1'm cominf, I 'm comin'. Floati-n' o'er the past-ure bar. - And I feel so light and airy, As the joyous people are, ?C'ause I 'm cominf, I 'em comin 9 Oh, I see the dainty buttercups, And the silver autumn lea-ues As they rustle, and they hustle To the ground, like buzzin' bees And the singin' and the chatte-r Of my birds up in the trees 3 Still, I 'rn comin', I comi-n'. Oh, I 'm comin' back again, Among the birds and flowers g And I'll never thi-nk of time Or of the passin' hours, 'Cause I 'll dream my cares away In the sunny garden bowers. Oh, I 'mf comin'! comin'! eomin'! Rowe-na Quentin.

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THE CARNATION --e3f.291ga-- Your fadder's? finished Mrs. Schmidt. Vell, dat's nice dat you play him so fine. Cute Nacht. Good night, said Larry mechanically. Here was a com- plication. Surely everyone would have heard him play and know he was a thief. I'll take it back tomorrow, he decided and went to bed, but not to sleep. All sorts of thoughts haunted him. Suppose Mr. I-Iarridge would turn him over to the police? What if they should arrest him before he returned the instrument? Finally he fell into slumber disturbed by dreams of his arrest. Upon awakening he looked at the clock. It was stopped, for he had forgotten to wind it. Dressing hurriedly he went to the door and called, What time is it, Mrs. Schmidt? Just seven-thirty, Larry. Iss you late? A Yes, he answered and rushed into his room again. A few' minutes later he reappeared ready for work. Give me an apple, please, will you, Mrs. Schmidt? I haven't got time for breakfast. Good-hearted Mrs. Schmidt picked the finest apple from her basket and polished it on her gingham apron. Good-bye, she said as Larry left, and in answer received a mumbled, Don't wait for me at supper. 'Byef' The hours dragged along. Wouldn't it ever be five o'clock? At last! Larry hurried out of the building and set off towards home. Arriving there, he snatched up the violin case and left again. This time he got on a trolley car and rode quite a long distance. When he alighted from the car he entered a hotel and inquired if Mr. I-Iarridge was in. The clerk said he was and gave him the number of Mr. I-Iarridge's room. Larry walked up the stairs slowly and once stopped as if to go back. But he kept on, however, and rang the bell of the room. A valet came to the door. Is Mr. I-Iarridge in? Larry asked. Yes, replied the man. Come in. Larry entered visibly embarrassed. I-Ie sat down on the edge of a chair, but soon rose, when a minute later a tall man entered the room. Well, son, he said. What can I do for you? just then his eyes turned towards the violin and he started. My violin! 'Yes, Larry said. I-I found it in the hall and took it home. I--Q So you are the one that caused all this trouble, Harridge interrupted. You see, I told my man, Briggs, to take it, but he put it down for a minute while he attended to some business. When he returned and found it gone, he of course thought I had taken it. Now tell me your story. Well, I was standing around the hall, hoping l'd see you. But when everybody had gone I went in and saw the violin. I took it with the intention of returning it, but when I had played it I felt as though it were mine. But the landlady asked me about the violin and in thinking it over I decided it was plain stealing and made up my mind to return it, and here I am. Harridge had taken the violin out of its case during this re- cital and was tuning it softly. When he had finished he handed it to Larry and said, Play something. Larry seized the violin eagerly, and began to play. All un- knowingly he played the story of the lost violin. As the music ceased the artist said, My lad, I believe you have talent. I'll make you an artist. What? almost shouted Larry. I mean that you live with me and l'll give you the best musical education in my power to bestow. And I know you won't fail. Are you willing to try? Geel said Larry. I sure will, and to think I almost stole your violin. And two big tears swelled up in his eyes and rolled down his cheeks. You didn't, though, Larry. And never forget that Honesty is the best policy. I won't, said Larry, thoughtfully. And he didn't. ANITA LEWITZ.

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THE CARNATION ---:Sf 3l MISSOURI 'V HEN some visitor is describing to you the wonderful ' f - features of the State in which he lives, tell him a few facts about your home. Say that Missouri leads the nation in the production of lead and of walnut lumber, in the it V , gk Il V QWQCS l growing of chewing tobacco and farm productsg praise the paradise of the hunter and fisherman: describe Kansas City and St. Louis, the greatest markets in the world for farm tractors, hay, clay products, cattle and wheat, for horses, mules, shoes, stoves, hardware and tobacco. Having begun existence as a fur trading and producing ter- ritory, it has enlarged that industry constantly until, as one com- pares the produce in the time of the early pioneers to that of the present day, the early activities in this field appear dwarfed by contrast. Today almost all the furs produced in North America come from a district with a radius of about six hundred miles around St. Louis as its center. lncidentally, hardly a trap- per in the country ships his pelts to any city other than St. Louis. The distinction of being the world's greatest fur trading city, formerly claimed by Novgorod and Leipzig, now belongs to the Mound City. In the picturesque early days when Texas waged war with Mexico for her independence, when people were needed to populate the colorful West, a slow, steady, endless procession of heavy prairie schooners, followed by men and boys, dogs and live stock, lazily wencled its way through and from Missouri, the gateway to the unknown and promising lands of the setting sun. Again in the gold strikes this rush was repeated. Today this procession continues to move westward, by rail, of course, over the rich and valuable land of Missouri to the uncertain pros- pect offered by their destination. Missouri has taken the lead in educating the farmer. An experiment station is conducted by the State University, by which valuable circulars are also distributed. Every year the farmers are invited to a series of lectures given at the University for a week. The youths are encouraged to compete for prizes in vari- ous agricultural contests. 'Corn is the chief crop, about 2 I 2,000,- 000 bushels being grown in l920. ' The days of ignorance are past. Cnly three per cent of the people are illiterate. The schools of Kansas City are second to those of but one city in the entire Union. Among other well- known educational institutions are Washington University, Mis- souri University, Rolla School of Mines, and the School of Journalism at Columbia. Likewise, the time is past when every man or youth neces- sarily packed a gun, or when lynching was common. Justice has emerged triumphant, making Missouri a safe and peaceful place in which to live. P In short, we live in a State which, all things considered, need bow to none other. It is known the world over. Its products are rich and plenteousg its industry is flourishing, its natural re- sources are rich and valuable, its citizens are prosperous and law- abiding. Boost Missouri. She's worth the effort. GASEOUS WARFARE RADICAL change has come ab.out in modes of warfare. When one thlnks of the projectile of a cannon, his mind pictures an exploding shell filled with shrapnel, bits of which are scattered far and wide, with disastrous effects. How- ever, a new type of shell has sprung into being. This new style, far more efficient than the old, is a container loaded with poisonous gas. . . The new type is infinitely more dangerous, for the cannon ball might -be seen 'or heard, while gases may be invisible, in-