Pelham Continuation School - Pelham Pnyx (Fenwick, Ontario Canada)

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THE PELHAM PNYX 35 GRADE IX . . . .1 g et .5'1':E,v.:4.-gtk. ,V V D .,,. A I , .A . I , . . V .Mi .-2 .eiigwggh Seated fleft to rightl-Jacqueline Lampman, Joyce Cordon, Marion McNiven, Nancy Abdallah, Martha Heinrichs, Marion Hill, Frances Ulman, Audrey Weller, Mildred Hague, June Misener, Shirley Bradley. Second Row-Arnold Heinrichs, Colon Burnham, Marguerite Shaughnessy, Ruth Brown, Mary Kowalski, Jean Dell, Lilly Kinach, Eileen Bissell, Birgit Dahl, junior Mosley, Wm. Bauer. Third Row-Peter Tokar, Robert Brooks, James W'han, Lloyd Stirtzinger, Ross Staley. Murland Foss, Keith Zavitz, .lack Morton, Wilfrid Minor. Frazer Zwierschke. My Adventure with a Peasant Woman as told by King Alfred By Arnold I-Ieinrichs, GRADE ix xX7HEN the Danish invaders were victorious against mv arinv I had to flee and hide. In the woods I met a peasant who proved to be loyal to nie and who took nie to his hut. Gf course I was in disguise and he didn't tell his wife who I was. She didn't think anything of me but went on with her baking. The woodsman went out to spv on the Danes. Soon after the woman went out to gather tireivood and asked me to mind the cakes while she was out. I consented to do this because I was hungry. I soon became so absorbed in making arrows for my bow and thinking about my scattered army that I completely forgot the cakes. All at once I smelled something burning and before I knew what had happened the woman was at me and was boxing my ears. Then she commenced scolding me and calling me all sorts of names. I doubt if she would have been so hasty about scolding nie if she had known my real identity. However I took my scolding, gathered my bow and arrows and left, resolved to beat the Danes at any cost.

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34 THE PELHAM PNYX had her dreams. I-ler childhood friend was married and happy with her child who was the girl's namesake. As the girl watched the sun sinking slowly behind the mountains she thought of this. She had had her dreams of being a mother and of her child being her friend's namesake. This was the first of her dreams to be shattered, but through it she had shown to herself that she could lind happiness in that of her friend. She was at last a woman. As she stood there wrapped in her thoughts, she too was startled by the shriek of the train whistle and she decided to go to the city and work and then success. Then her dreams and ambitions would at last be within her reach. Still they had their dreams, even though the lirst were shattered, they could plan anew. That is the glory of youth, the glory of another day to liye and dream for? Another to-morrow! A PECULIAR PET By Gordon Elliot, GRADE x ONE UNL: Saturday morning in late spring my friend and I were walk- ing in the woods back of our place. It was spring, a grand morning and we had stepped out to do some hunting with our rifles. Suddenly, as we swung along the path, jack stopped, raised his rifle to his shoulder, and a shot rang out on the morning air. Life seemed to stop for a few seconds after the noise, and then continued, the birds and crickets stopped chirping and there was quietness as the echo died away. As in the motto, Apref moi le deluge, came the terrible smell -we ran. I just shot a skunk, he gasped as we held our noses and raced back the path. So I smell, I answered as we sank by the trunk of an old spreading beech tree. There was a young one with the old one, he said, let's go back and get it later, after the breeze has blown this smell away. UO. K., said I, and so back we went. The little kitten was running around its mother as we arriyed and it spat at us as we approached. I went oyer and picked it up as I knew it was too small to hurt anybody. I took it home, made a strong pen and decided to keep it awhile. It became very tame and I could handle it easily. But it could not put up with the eats. I had a lot of fun with it and it would play like a kitten. It had smooth silky black hair and a little white stripe down its back. The girls were very much afraid of it for some reason or other. One very hot day in late August when the skunk kitten was about three months old, we had our bathing suits on and were just going down for a swim. I happened to glance over towards the pen which was set up by the end of the barn, to see an enormous gray tom cat prowling around and sniffing at jimmy's pen. Jimmy was up at the wire spitting and hissing at him. The cat sprang at Jimmy, hit the wire and dropped to the ground but was up again in an instant, head, paws and chest up against the wire. Long before I was half-way to them there was a cat's screech, a terrible smell and a gray streak heading toward the foot of the garden. Bathing-suit on, I carried Jimmy and his pen far down into the swamp, set him down, opened the door of the pen, left him, and ran to the creek. I went back a few days later and found the pen still there, and there it will stay. I suppose jimmy is still happily roaming the woods, and I hope, keep- ing out of harm's way.

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36 Tl-IE. PELHAM PNYX ON GRADE IX NAMES By Lilly Kinach, GRADE IX MINOR Brown rode over the Hill into the Dell. He soon came to some Brooks where the bridge was caved in over a small branch ofthe Fraser River. He thought that he could cross as the water was not deep, but as this was the thirteenth day ofjune, an unlucky day, he got stuck. Let's hire a Hague and she will pull us out, said Junior Brown. The Hague was procured but she was too weak to pull, but she gave some good advice, A Tokar can eas- ily be obtained! Minor Brown phoned HeinriCh's Garage from Staley's home. The Tokar soon arrived but with much diHiculty the car could not be pulled out. The Leppert driver began to cuss, Mosley me, this car weighs a Morton, I cannot pull her out. Junior Brown began to cry, But you'll have to for I Whan a go home. As it was getting dark a Lampman was fetched to light the way and soon pulled the car to dry land. Brown paid the full sum CFulsomD and said, You are a Weller and not an Ulman by helping me out so much. And the Leppert replied, And you, my good man, are not a Misener but a Goss by being so generous as to give me a tip. Minor Brown and Junior thanked the Leppert and went on their way. They neared the village where they lived and soon rode beneath the Bauer, which was the entrance to the estate. As soon as they stepped down from the mud covered Car they made ll dash for the pantry. They were very hungry and quickly ate some Burnham, Crowe Pie and other Bradley Specials. Minor Brown cleaned the mess up with a Bissell sweeper and Junior began to play with a Shaughnessy Dahl which he called Gordon. ,fl-7,7 aifmf f,r .gs .ii pm L 'Qs Qu fenfaefr X, 'hell -'7 A W R TJ . X Z 4 5 ' iq. 5 KEJEIVIB LAIWEIP