Mechanic Arts High School - M Yearbook (St Paul, MN)

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THE M MA DILLAR-A DOLLAR' By DOROTHY WHITBECK, '29 HSPRING STYLES FOR MEN -that reminded Denny that he must get a suit for the J. S.-and also, that he hadn't asked a girl, That light suit was pretty classy, but it ought to be something a little more formal, and anyway, Denny thought he never looked quite the same in a suit as did the handsome window beau. Hats, too--but what prices for feeble pocketbooksl Distraction came in the form of Drusilla Landis, whom no one had ever nick-named Si1ly. She was a small energetic brunette, and the boys at school all seemed to be willing to admit they weren't gentlemen, for she was notice- ably preferred Why was it Denny's heart took a flip-flop every time he saw her? It made his teeth chatter, so that he could never say anything clever or funny as his boy friends did, Miserably he realized that she had seen him, and he was caught off guard, with nothing to talk about but the weather. Beautiful-er-lovely day, isn't it? This with a hopeful look which asked her to change the subject, but it was his unlucky day. Yes, it is lovely, but rather warm to be standing out in the sun, or run- ning around without rest. Denny smiled, wordlessly apologizing for the awful sun, and then a bright, original thought popped into his head. Won't you join me in re-refreshments at Owens? This came out before he meant it to, and he was rather surprised at his audacity. Drusilla, however, was very sweet, and accepted, thinking how blue his eyes were when he blushed that way. It sent little chills down her back. They went to an upstairs booth, and seated themselves. Denny, looking at Drusilla, decided that she had the loveliest face he'd ever seen: such pretty black eyes, and such nice white teeth. Drusilla noted with delight his little mannerisms, and the way his hair curled around his temples-it looked so cute, or something. if Halfway through, Denny wondered, ought he to purchase candy? Did he have enough money? He dug into one pocket, and then with a very blank expression, began a painstaking exploration of all his pockets. To his dismay, they yielded but one thin dime! What to do? lf he knew Drusilla better, he might explain, but somehow he just couldn't. He thought of shouting PoliceI of stabbing himself with his knife, and sundry devices for making a getaway, but in such an emergency they seemed silly. He was neglecting his ice cream, and Drusilla, noting this and his pained expression, glanced covertly into the booth mirror. The sight of a large palm, in which rested a very tiny looking dime, explained the situation to her. But what could she do? If she offered Denny money, he would feel hurt or might refuse, and there was no way out gracefully. She turned to her ice cream with a remark which tried to be bright, but which fell flat. Together they gulped in strained silence. In a last desperate glance around fto discover a hole in which to hidej Denny espied-could it be? A dollar billl Miracle age, we welcome thee! Denny was potentially honest, but you know how it is in a case like that. Securing the bill, he felt so full of high spirits, he came to the conclusion that Drusilla was the girl for him, and he would honor her by asking her to the J. S. with him! She accepted, and they left the shop like old friends. That evening Drusilla's sister called her: Drussy, be a nice girl and lend me four bits for the show-all the girls are going. Sorry, old dear, smiled Drusilla, but I spent my last buck today. But, she reflected, it was worth a Bid from Dennis Hewitt. Page Five

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E 3 Ai, THE M Rossbach, Marion McGrath, Mary Young, Louie Vivian Schletty, Helen Odessky, Louis Petering, Elsie Waits, Gertrude Lustman, Lillian Leinendecker, Margaret Hinds, Virginia Jahn, Louise Larson, Evangeline Wallin, Dorothy Capetz, Marie Nyssen, Harriet Leemhuis, Glenn Swain, Portia Jones, Clara Schletty, Dorothy Braufman, Beatrice Nevins, Evelyn Weyer, Mildred Doyle, Rose Modelevsky, Aaron Rohlf, Marjorie Summers, Mildred Nelson, Carl Schultz, Evelyn Rabinovitz, Fannie Goldstein, Sophie Berg, Marian Uggen, Janet Sachs, Lillian Nelson, Margaret Sime, Walter Wick, Glenn Anderson, Wesley Page Four Honor Roll Conrad, William Kienitz, Anita Avrick, Anna Shadur, Meyer Toenjes, Mildred Blackowski, Regina Weinstein. Dorothy Esch, Margaret Smolik, Judith Schenk, Marguerite Brady, Bernadette Petranton, Marie Zweig, Sarah Vavoulis, George Diesslin, Gladys Thorsen, Bernice Kolar, Mamie Johnson, Harold Lynch, Dorothy Zenker, Ottilie Barnick, Howard Dickman, Marian Kimball. Laura Irber, Conn Chelstrom, Paul Ryan, Bernadette Brace, John Braunstein, Sam Martin, Lucille Forssen, Jennie Falbaum. Sanford Axling, Della Hayes, Alice Nelson. Doris Bartz, Eleanore Cloeter, Cordula Haase, Mildred Stoeckmann, Arthur Cox, Marvin Kaess, George Jones, Florence MacKnight. Virginia Kriss, Laura Amos, Irene Douglas, John Granna. Vernon Hodgman, Angela Kaufman, Milton Wacholz. Marie Bunde, Margaretha Johnson, Bernice A. Nemer, Dolly Swcsey, Eudora Hardy, Esther Schulz, Ervin Olson, Julia Nitzkowski, Leland Ripke, Margaret Olson, Dorothea Neuberg, Adolph Allen, Richard Hageman, Bernard Shanley, Annabel Asmussen, Carmelita Wiener, Bennie Gorvin, Grace Fiedler, Ruth Romstad, Alf Steimer, Norman Anderson, Mildred Wellman. Dena Barnes, Elizabeth

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T II E M LOYALTY By ERVIN SCHULZ, '29 Bob Atherton had a feeling that he was not in for a pleasant interview as he entered Mr. Wheeler's oiice. Bob was editor-in-chief of the Western Eagle, the student newspaper of West High School, and was one of the two leading candidates for president of the Student Council-the other was Jack Benton, the business manager of the Eagle Where were you last evening, Bob? the principal asked. Why-why I worked on the 'Eagle' until almost eight o'clock. Didn't you go home for dinner? Yes, but I came back. Was there anyone else in the 'Eagle' room with you? Why, yes, Miss Kelland was here in the afternoon, and in the evening Jane was helping me. It might be explained here that Jane Wilson was one of the most popular girls in the school, a member of the Student Council and of the Eagle staff --and one of Bob's most ardent backers in the council presidency campaign. Was Miss Kelland here until you left in the afternoon? No, sir, she left at about four o'clock and I stayed about an hour and a half longer. Did you go right home? Why, yes. 'AAre you sure? Well, I stopped at the Sheldon Printing Co. What did you do there? Why-a--I paid for the posters we're using in the campaign. How much were they? Bob was quite bewildered. I-Ie hardly knew whether to answer or not. I-Iowever he did so. 'AThree dollars. Three dollars, Why didn't you tell me right away that you stopped there instead of saying that you went right home? 'AWhy-I didn't think that you would want to know that-and+and I had almost forgotten it myself, But you went right home then?I' Yes. What did you do between the time you left school until you returned besides stopping at Sheldon's? Tell me in detail. 'AMr. Wheeler, would you please tell me why you are asking me all these questions? '4Don't you know? I'll tell you shortly. I'll answer that and any other questions you may want to ask, but first you must answer mine. Now tell me everything that happened. Well, I went home and while I was there some of the kids called up and wanted Jane and me to come-to join a-a little theater party, Jane and I were going anyway, so I told them to call for us at a quarter' to eight. Well, I stopped at Jane's and then we came up to school together. Was the door of the 'Eagle' room locked? 'AYes, sir. ' 'AI-Iad you locked it when you left? Yes, I'm pretty sure I did. And you locked it when you left in the evening? I think so. 4 4 Page S ix