Petaluma High School - Trojans Yearbook (Petaluma, CA)

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ffrite daptl) Ifforp a Jfall Mr. Benjamin Colquhoun sat in the morning room read¬ ing his paper and waiting impatiently for his wife and his breakfast. The door opened and Mrs. Benjamin Colqu¬ houn made her appearance. “Really, my dear,” fumed Mr. C., “I do wish you could manage to appear a little earlier. Here it is eight o ' clock and I ' ve got to be up town at nine and I haven ' t had my breakfast yet. I— “All right, Jinks, dear, never mind, I ' m here now, so you may as well begin and save time.” “Jinks” thought so, too. by the way his breakfast began to disappear. Sud¬ denly the door was pushed violently open and in walked Tommy, Mr. Benjamin Colquhoun ' s son and heir, exclaim¬ ing: r ‘Oh, I say, dad, there’s been another robbery. Stiliger ' s jewelry store, you know, right around from ours. I say, you know, you ' d better keep a few detectives around and ask the policemen to keep special watch, else ours ' ll be the next, you wait and see if it isn ' t!” “Pooh! Pooh! Nonsense, Thomas. I know how to look after my own business. I keep my eyes and ears open; I don ' t mope around with one eye shut like Old Stiliger. I flatter myself that it would take a mighty smart chap to walk over me. He ' d have to get up pretty early in the morning. Just leave it to me. Well, good-bye, I ' m off. Don ' t expect me home for luncheon.” So say¬ ing Jinks left the family circle and made his way up town. Arrived at the store he took a casual look around, then seated himself at his desk. About three o ' clock a portly clergyman came in and said he wanted to buy a wedding present, something good. Jinks brought forth a succession of diamond brooches and so on, but the clergyman couldn ' t seem to make his choice. He asked Jinks if h,e might take several and let the lady choose for herself. “Well, sir, we usually ask some security, you see.” Just then the door opened and in walked another clergyman, at sight of whom the would-be purchaser ran to him, ex¬ claiming: “My dear Scarlett, is it really you? How delighted I am to see you!” “Why, Nugent, my dear boy, how perfectly delightful,” etc., etc. “I ' m buying a wedding present for my niece and the jeweler here was just demanding security or that I estab¬ lish my identity, before he would trust me with these arti¬ cles,” said Nugent. “I ' ll identify or vouch for you, old boy!” said Scarlett. “That ' s all right, sir,” put in Mr. Colquhoun hurriedly. “I didn ' t know you were Bishop Nugent, sir. Certainly, sir, you may take the things.” “Very well; just wrap them up and I ' ll take them with me,” said Nugent. “Er, I wanted to get something in the shape of dia- 27

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Accordingly, the next day Eben started out for Beanville with Dolly tied on the back of the wagon and the six cats in a box on the seat. The dogs were put into the wagon and tied. Nancy stood at the door grimly watch¬ ing the menagerie leave, and when they were out of sight she slammed the door with a vicious bang and returned to her work. No more was said of the plan for a while, Eben wisely choosing to keep his silence and Nancy knowing that time alone would prove she was right. Saturday was a great day at the Perkins’ farm, for on that day little Bess, their only grandchild, came with her mother from Westfield to stay over Sunday. With her smiling face and cunning ways Bess ruled the household and there was nothing on earth that her grandparents wouldn’t do for her. I guess I’ll see Dolly now,” she said as she slipped her tiny hand into her grandfather’s big one. “Dolly likes sugar, too”—and she smiled up at the old man. “Come along, Honey, come along.” Once at the barn Bess impatiently refused to have any¬ thing to do with Jack or Pet and the farm horses. It was Dolly that she wanted and finally, when Eben ex¬ plained that Dolly was “all gone,” she pouted and ate the sugar herself rather than to give it to one of the other horses. Eben glanced uneasily at the back porch where the cats had been accustomed to sleep in the sunshine. Bess tugged at his hand impatiently. “Come, kitty—come, kitty,” she called, and when no cats appeared she called again. 1 hen grandpa was obliged to explain that the kitties also were “all gone.” Bess was surprised and puzzled and poutingly declared she guessed she’d go home, but an¬ other thought struck her. Of course, she’d go and play with Don or Tan or Prince. Hesitating, Eben told her that her old playmates were “far, far away.” Now he was sure that he saw a shining little tear making its way down her rosy cheek. Poor Eben could stand no more. “Run into your mother, child,” he told her. Eben’s look of care and trouble deepened visibly hour by hour—first,because Bess avoided him, and second, because he thought he saw that Nancy was entering into his econ¬ omy plan—much to his discomfort. There had been no thick cream for his coffee that morning, for Nancy had said grimly, “Business is business, and the cream can be sold.” For lunch he hadn’t enjoyed his apple pie at all, for he dared not ask for cream to put on it. And no telling how far Nancy would carry it. Besides—she was begining to wear that fatal expression which meant cer¬ tain defeat for anyone it was aimed at. When Eben went to town next morning Nancy noticed that he took along a good sized box and some rope, but she said not a word. A few hours later Eben returned with the old horse tied on to the back of the wagon, which fairly exuded barks and meouws. Little Bess stood on the steps laughing and clapping her hands, but through the hubbub Eben heard a faint murmur from Nancy’s di¬ rection that sounded very much like “I told you so.” A. M. M., June, T4.

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monels, too; something good, you know, for my wife’s er birthday,” said Scarlett. So Jinks, in high good humor over a prospective haul, brought out the best diamonds in his possession. Scar¬ lett had the same difficulty as Nugent and made the same request, to take them on approval. Just then a police inspector rushed in. In a twinkling Scarlett and Nugent were handcuffed and the inspector had said: “I arrest you in tire name of the law for the robbery of Stiliger’s jewelry store. Anything you say will be used as evidence against you. I’ll trouble you, sir (turn¬ ing to Jinks), to come along and to bring those things (pointing to the parcels) as evidence of intended crime.” The terrified Jinks mutely obeyed and soon Jinks, Scar¬ lett, Nugent and the inspector were seated in the Black Maria and being driven rapidly away. Suddenly Jinks felt a crushing blow on his head and knew no more. 21 When next he awoke to consciousness he was aware of two things that it was dark, and that he had a splitting headache. He felt for his watch to see the time—it was gone. He looked at his hands—they were bereft of the costly rings that had erstwhile adorned them. Memory came rushing back and he saw that he was still in what appeared to be the Black Maria, but he was the only oc- cupent. Cautiously he made his way out. Away in the distance twinkled the lights of the city. The horses were gone. Jinks looked miserably up and down the road and then started on his lonely walk to the nearest police sta¬ tion. The sergeant was incredulous, but was finally in¬ duced to believe his story. The efforts of the police were of no avail and Scarlett, Nugent, the inspector, and the driver are probably still laughing over the thought of Jinks in the Black Maria. GLADYS CORRY, ’15.