Menomonee Falls High School - Periscope Yearbook (Menomonee Falls, WI)

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Never Again It was the night before Hallowe'en, when Edward Unger decided to play some boyish pranks in his neighborhood. He decided to scare everybody in Lannon and so got a sheet and dressed as a ghost. He intended to go over to the home of Franz' Schneider first. When he was about a half block from the house, he saw Franz go into the barn. Creeping slowly on his stomach he went under the kitchen window to see if there was anyone at home. He had just barely got there when Mrs. Schneider appeared. Seeing Edward, she grabbed a pail of dish water and threw it all over Unger. Edward, being com- pletely drenched, decided to go into the barn and dry, entirely forgetting that Franz was still within. Franz seeing him come, thought him to be one of his father's white cows. So he took a fork and stuck him, saying, Get in there, you bum. This was too much for poor Unger, so he ran home howling like a dog all the way. When Franz found out that it was not a cow, he went into the house and told his mother what had occurred. She then told him how she met the stranger and both had a hearty laugh. Neither Franz nor his mother knew what the strange ghost was until the following morning when Edward drove past Schneider's place standing up in the car and groan- ing something. Little Edward was through with Hallowe'en tricks for life, for he had ruined his best pair of pants and had to stand up while sleeping for the next two weeks following. Albert Brandenburg, '25. A Budding Romance fTime 1926J ,,:i I- WO former students of the M. F. H. S., namely, Dorothy Back and Herbert Eg' 3 Henrich, were very cute, though each had an awful blemish, being exception- ally shy and bashful. No one could seemingly understand why, but Dorothy - 'M loved him dearly. Often you could see them in a peculiar mood, pondering over the question, How can we overcome our bashfulness ? One dark night when Herbert was coming down Third Street with his old Dodge, he saw his opportunity. He put on the brakes and made the car come to a complete stop, for right there on the same street was Dorothy! Will you ride with me, Dorothy? he asked shyly. QYou see it was dark and neither one saw the other one blush., After ten or fifteen minutes Herbert opened the conversation by asking, Isn't this an ideal night for a spin ? Dorothy could be heard saying, Y-yesf' After this eventful night they became better acquainted and were often seen in each other's company. Herbert thought Dorothy was a charming young lady, and asked for a date to the Wisconsin Theater. ' She said, I will if mother consents. They went out together so much after that that the springs in the car were soon worn out. But true love never runs smoothly-for one night at the show he flirted with another beautiful lady. This developed into a real scrap. Later Herbert vowed that he would never do it again, and Dorothy was quite willing to forget the past. After several bashlful attempts, he finally managed to pop the question C you see she was so shocked, she consentedl and they were married in June, and lived happily ever after, HVXZEL JOECKS, '26, 'QP' Page Fifty-four

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Quickly she slipped from her stool and sped to the dressing room. She never knew how her bag and the envelop were openedg but she never could forget the few for- bidding words on the bit of yellow paper. J, Hadley. Keep down the riots if possible. Coming with cash. Will square up debts. Arriving Tuesday. R. U. Blaine. Trix sank to the floor in bewilderment. What had ever prompted her to steal, yes, steal-that telegram? It was strange that she had entirely forgotten to open it before. Resolutely she scribbled a note to Rose, telling her friend of her relations to the strikers and the laborers and her reason for her departure from the office. With great haste she put on her hat and coat, gave the note to little Jimmy, and rushed from the building. Time passed rapidly and it took so long to reach the circus grounds. Trix knew- truly realized for the first time in her life that the entire responsibility rested on her shoulders. lt would be an impossibility 'for any police force to break the strike, but the sight of Blaine and his telegram might help. If only Blaine was there. With thanks Trix realized that it was the promised day-Tuesday. No sooner had the car rounded the corner and the circus grounds came in sight than Trix sprang from it. She could not recall how she reached the scene of the strike. One thing was simple. When the foreigners beheld Trix, fantically strug- gling with a mixture of languages and waving a bit of paper, they stopped right where they were. Trix was a great favorite among the laborers. In fact, she was regarded as a great and good spirit. Breathlessly, she called the leaders by name and explained the situation. Ferdinando. Look at this. Blaine sent it. Listen, friends. Forget your evil thoughts. Blaine's coming. Yes, he's coming and he'll pay everyone of you. He no coming. He no can pay. We strike, a few of the men answered. No, no. He's coming to-day. To-day, friends. He'll pay you all, yes everyone of you. Wait only a short time. Now, get to work. We'll have the show anyway tonight. Trix would have shouted a few words more but her voice and lung power gave out. It had completely exhausted her. The foreigners cheered and blessed the little rider before them, surely this favorite spoke the truth. Hadley, Roy, and a few other of the girl's dearest friends rushed to the scene. They all halted when they saw Trix among the unreasonable strikers. When they recovered the women surrounded her, covering her with kisses, while they exclaimd their joy over her return. Hadley came forward ordering them to prepare for the evening's performance. Trix promised to come to the tents, so in a very short time she found herself alone on the spot where the strikers had been a short time ago. With a new light in her eyes she went to the tent. A hand touched her arm. As she turned, an arm passed around her waist and a kiss fell on her cheek. I suppose you're satisfied now, aren't you? I guess you're even with Hadley now, only not in the way you expected to get even with him. Oh, Roy, d0n't, I'm too excited to think, the girl panted. I'll think for you, Trix. You missed the circus and me while you were gone, didn't you? Yes, a little, Trix admitted, I'm glad to get back, Roy. I didn't think and still don't think that I'm made for the outside world. My place is right here. No, I guess we'd better stay here until we are able to go together just you and I. Is this a bargain ? . She answered with a winning smile. 'HP' Page Fifty-thru

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Some Combination One day in june Calvin went to the printing office to have a bit of news put into the paper. You can, of course, guess that it was about his wedding feast. But it happened that the editor had had something better to drink than water, and as he had an auction to advertise at that time also, he got the two mixed and this is what became of the two :- A happy auction took place at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Becker as they had their daughter tied to Calvin Fredricks with a sixty foot rope. Rev. Gilbert Arnold had the wedding ceremony and was at the same time auctioneer. After the ceremony the happy couple went to the barn, where fresh cows were served with hay. For dessert they had ice-cream which was sprinkled with clover seeds. After having enjoyed the evening in the pigs pen, they got ready for their honey moon. Calvin said he'd cut the buttons off his coat and put them into the pocket. It won't be so heavy then, he said to his wife. fOf course Calvin always had such bright ideasj. The great morning of their honey moon arrived. They started on their trip in a baby crriage. But on the way this broke down, so they had to continue the journey in a wheel barrow. They passed many brick yards and Calvin thought sure he was seeing some of the Great Yellow Stone Park. This trip was remembered by both Marie and Calvin. We are all sure they will have a happy future. MATHILD.A Dmrkrcu, '27 A Senior Mr. Schuler is a Senior boyg Who goes by the well known name of Roy. But better known to us as Schuppg He never did or will give a whoop. A great teaser of bashful girlsg His greatest pleasure to pull their curls. 'Tis true he ne'er is seen by anyone. But what he's teasing someone. He is easly recognized from afarg By his greased Stay-comb pompadour, And his round gogglesg with mouth wide open, He strutts around town as if unknown. But just the same, Shupp's a good old scoutg Even if he's slippery as a trout, He helps those who are in trouble If he in return is paid double. Page Fifty-five