McKinley Junior High School - Purple and Gold Yearbook (Los Angeles, CA)

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PURPLE scum PT! fCo'ntimted from the preceding pwgel a liking to the ranch and the boys. H Yes he said I have had a taste of freedom, and now I'll go back to my cage. ., . . , Early next morning, Mr. West hitched the horses to the buggy preparatory to tak- ing Hariis back to town. Going to Harris' door he called to him. Receiving no answer he entered the room, which to his surprise was empty. Not only was the room empty, but the bed showed no signs of having been slept in. On the table was a note which read: Please do not look for me as I will call again at the ranch in a month, or less. ' fSignedJ HARRIS. UP. S.: I thank you for your hospitality. The news spread instantly, and Mr. West deoided not to go after him, as he liked the man, who might be miles away by now. Three or four days later the incident was almost forgotten, altho not by Frank. By the time three weeks had passed nobody ever mentioned it. . On the third day of the third week, however, Mr. West got a note which was un- signed, and had no salutation, merely the words: Have the sheriff here day after tomorrow. Excitement predominated everywhere. Mr. West had the sheriff over the next night, and all were up early in the morning, wondering what the day would bring. As the morning passed without anything unusual happening, the sheriff began to think it was a frame-up to get him out of town, but he had wisely left his right hand man to look after things in town. A During supper a knock was heard on the door. Sheriff Rule instantly pulled his revolver, while Mr. West went to open the door. Imagine his surprise as after slowly opening the door he beheld Tom Harris! Behind him he had two securely bound men. Did you bring the sheriff? he asked. I have the men you were looking for. Rule stepped to the door and stared in astonishment, for Harris had the worst man in that district, for whom Rule had looked in vain. . You see, Mr. West, explained Tom. I knew the thieves had been bothering you and in return for your wonderful hospitality, I decided to follow up the suspicion that Wally, here, was one of the thieves. Yesl You got me, but I'll get you, sneered, Wally. That's enough of that, you crook, said Rule. He then turned to Harris. Al- though you didn't know that there was a 310, 000 dollar reward you certainly have earn- ed it and tomorrow I'll put your case to the governor! Six weeks later, Frank was whistling merrily while preparing to leave, for he would see his parents and his sister again. He had had a good time at the ranch and in a way hated to leave. Oh, Frank! Cecilia cried, running into his room. Father is going to give Har- ris a job on the ranch. As Frank went out to see Harris he wondered if he looked any different. Going up to Harris, Frank put out his hand saying: Hello Harris. I'm certainly glad to see you again as I was just packing to leave. The half hour that ensued was a ,very happy one to all, and it seemed as if only ten minutes had passed when Mr. West called Frank to tell him that the train was due in fifteen minutes. ' At home Frank told his parents all that happened, saying happily at the end, Pm certainly glad I made George take Harris to the ranch! -McK I THE MCKINLEY SPIRIT It docsn't pay to be uni:-ind We would want McKinley Selfish or unt'rue, To bc courteous in every way l1'ecu'use someday, And some day too Someone will The world will see Pay it back some way to you. And love McKinley's way. -.7Iflcw'garet Toth.

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PURPLE '33, COLD B8 Class Literature ONE GOOD TURN DESERVES ANOTHER '1He1loi'George , called Frank as he jumped from the train, and met his friend. ' How y '. Frank .had come to stay with George on his father's ranch. How's everything up here? asked Frank. - f'P:etty good , said George, Except the cattle thieves are pestering us a little. Two hours later found the boys crossing a low ridge of mountains. Frank and George were chatting merrily. The day was mild and just right! Well, Frank, said George, It's good to have you back ag- -, What the dickens is the matter with this horse, anyhow? George's horse was shaking all over, its nost- rils dilated, and it was prancing nervously. He's loco', said Frank. . No, he isn't, replied George. He's scared. There's something over there in the shubbery, and I'm gonna see what it is. Both boys dismounted, and rifies in hand, went to see what was the matter. All the. boys were able to see was a black object. It's a dead bear, suggested Frank. George did not reply but was nearing the spot, when he stopped suddenly. Why-why, it's a man, he blurted. Both boys paused and then ran to the pros- trate man on. the ground. Good Gosh! It's Tom Harris! cried George. You don't mean the prisoner that escaped? faltered Frank. Sure, replied George, and he's almost done for. - We better take him with us, said Frank. No, we won't, replied George, decisively. He goes back to town, where Sheriff Rule can look out for him. And then ensued a heated argument, but Frank won out in the end, and together they lifted' the escaped convict to George's horse, while George rode with Frank on Frank's horse. Hello boys, hailed Mr. West, George's father and owner of the Bar Circle Q-OJ ranch. . What have you got there? ' Tom Harris, replied George. Who? Tom Harris? What the dickens do you mean? Ye found him on the trail about two miles below here, replied Frank. He's just a out all in.' ' And you boys brought him up there, eh? Well, we'll fix him up here, and then when he's all right we can take him to town and turn him over to Rule. The days passed with no visible signs of Harris' recovery. Meanwhile the cat- tle thieves were more troublesome. When Frank had first arrived they had come about once a month and had driven off only small herds. Now they came as often as once a week, and took as much each time as they had formerly taken in a month. One day, coming in from a long ride, Frank was cautioned by George's sister, who said, Mr. Harris is a little better and he shouldn't be disturbed. For some reason Frank was gladg maybe it was because of his gentle disposition. About four days later, Harris was able to walk around a little. Frank had helped him and had grown to like the n-an. I hear the thieves are getting worse, remarked Harris one day, as he and Frank, were walking around the ranch. Yes, replied Frank. They are worse. Isn't there any way of stopping them? asked Harris. Mr, West has tried eve1ything. Harris mused, but said nothing. Later on in the day, Mr. West asked when Harris was going back to town. Har:is's face was unmovedg he hated to go, as he had taken

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URPLE it COLD A8 Class Literature r , GRAMMAR TOWN Once there was an old lady who lived in Fairy Town.' Her name was Mrs. Noun. She called all of the little brownies and fairies together one day, and told them she would like each of them to have a special duty to perform. She named the oldest Fairy, Pronoun . She was to take Mrs. Noun's place when she went away. She named the little boy that lived across the street from her, Ve1'b. He was to be active around the house when visitors came. His chum, Adverb, was to accompany him when he was not busy helping out 'tMr. Adjective or his own mother, Mrs.' Adverbf' He and his churn went for a walk. As they were going down the street, they met a little girl who was introducing her friends, little Nouns and Pronouns to the Sentence family. Thy namd her Prep- ositionn. She was to introduce all visitors who came to Fairy Town. Across the street from the little girl 'was an old man who was a minister, who because he joined together menibersnof the community, was called Dr. Conjunctionf' Soon, they met a little biownie describing Mrs. Noun, so they named him, A,d- jective, toof ' ' ' ' ' He was to decribe the town to all visitors. As they went a little farther they met a small brownie out on the street, shouting, Oh look at the fire! So they named him, Interjection! , because he was always causing sudflen or strong feeling among thepeople. This community would be a good one to live in, for everyone had a duty to preform! 7 , -Bernice Van Norton. -McK----1 TO A BOY A Boy that is honest, helpful and kind, Is hardly ever found to rank: behind. Who cloes all his duties that a real boy should do, Is always found happy, courageous and true. A Boy that 'is pouty, stubborn and bad, Will always find his life miserable and sad, Whether he is dull, or whether smart, He can always win his way ,to a real Boy's heart, -Julius Mitchell.