Piedmont High School - Tris Yearbook (Piedmont, WV)

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Thursday. Awoke about one o'clook to hear the chickens squaking. Went silently to the chficken coop to find a big negro putting my master's chickens in a bag. Jumping, I grabbed him -by the seat of the pants, part of which he left behind while shifting hlis legs into hsigh gear. Excitement was so great I cowld not sleep the rest of the nfight. Had breakfast but felt so sleepy I went to bed. Didn't awake till the next morning. Friday. Ate my breakfast but played the hog and ate too much. Had stomach ache. My master noticed me lying around and gave me a Vbig sipoonful of castor oil. Gee, but it tasted rotten. Dfidn't feel good the rest of the day so I went to bed early. Saturday. Awoke feeling fine. My master, who went to school dur- ing the week called me and -after giving me my breakfast took me for a walk. Went to the woods and while my master was sleeping under a shade tree I went hunting. Chased my old enemies, the squwirrels, who chattered and scolded me from the tree tops. My mlarster called me, so with a parting growl to the squirrels I went hlome with hsilm. After eating some corn bread for dinner, I went out. Feeling devilish I decided t-o hunt up an old tom- cat, my personal enemy. Met him and after chasing him in a corner tack- led him. Realized after having my nose scratched that I had attacked a scratching, biting, whirlwind on four legs. Went home ashamed of being beaten and after eating my supper went to sbed. Sunday. Awoke to see my master going to church. Felt happy for I could see before night my pan heaped full of scraps from the table after the company left. After eating my breakfast I lay around in the sun till I heard my master's whzistle. Looking around I saw him going tofwiairds the old swimming hole. Coming tio the hole I took my favorite place on the bank watchsing the boys swim. I heard a faint cry and saw a boy sinkzing out in the middle of the river. Jumping intlo the water and swimming with all my might, I caught him as he was gwing down for the last trime. Drag- ged him to the bank and .found I wars a hero. The people gave me a gold medal and the next day in the newisvrianer I saw a big nicture of myself. Felt proud and viewed with scorn the other dogs in town. NORMAN HOFFLA. '25 when jfate iblapeh last East iiaanh The air was keen and a heavy snow lay upon the ground when Helen Thornton arrived in Toronto. She taught summer school and had decided to spend her vacation that winter with her aunts who lived in Toronto. The aunts were very glad to have their niece with them and they 'had sent their car to bring her home in comfort. Helen settled down among the cushions and enjoyed the ride from the station immensely. Page nineiy-two

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.5-,V ...set f- -ar f .:,.ru,fw I Brent was faastonished when behind him a voice drawled, Dovin' right smart mischief, ain't you stranger? Wal, I reckon you ain't the first that has tried it. There's Cole, he liked the looks of moonshine money, some- Uimes blood money. Yo-u're different. You w-ant me? I'm Cal Carey. Both men drew their guns and fired. Carey staggered, fell. Brent reeled, and for a moment things went black. His arm pained him. Somewhere in the bone ia. bullet had lodged. The next morning he buried his brother officer, the traitor. Carey, now pale in death, was laying alcross the saddle, while in front wlailked the two captives. Toward noon the door was opened that led into the captiarin's quarters and a man, weary and tired, entered. The oaptain looked upon Brent as one back from the dead. Then he heard the whole story and the next day the papers contained the headline: Cal Carey, moonshiiner and murderer, slain by Sergeant Brent, of the State Police. Cole was partner of moonshinerf' Brent broke the byword, That they never came out alive. ENID OURS '24 619112 Ulftlseirs Eiarp nf a Qllullie Bug. Mon-day. Got up with the roosters. Had breakflast consisting of a bone and some gravy with potatoes. After scratchling some bothersome fleas I set off for an adventure. Didn't have -any adventures so I returned home. Arrived home to find a big bowl of soup for my supper. Made short work of it as I hadn't any dinner. Went to bed early for I felt sleepy. Had pleasant dreams of eating lollypops and dishes of ice cream. Tuesday. Woke up with rain pattering on the kennel roof. Took the time to eat a breakfast of three dog biscuits and then went back to bed. Waking at supper time I drank a quart of butter milk and then ate a bone. Sky cleared up that night with a beautiful moon. Stayed out late playing poker with some friends. Went to bed busted and disgusted. Dreamed of playing poker wirth the devil to decide whether I should shovel coal or not. Awoke just as he was reaching for me and I swore I would never play pok- er again. Wednesday. Had a breakfast of butter milk. .Must be making a lot of butter at the house. Had made arrangements the night before with some of my friends to go on a hunting trip. Left with the other dogs for the woods. Jumped ia. rabbit and killed it for dinner. Returned home to find a good supper on the door sill. It was a big pan of potatoes. Went to bed early and had pleasant dreams. Page ninety-one

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ff-115f.:.ff'S'-3 Q'1-1'.x:1HfT 'ij'f -'f avr-21 f'r :'1g'16'f6'wl1'1P1 5'- Fate began to play her hand that day wthen Howard Well, a successful young banker, arrived in Toronto for a two weeks' vacation. Miss Thorn- ton and Mr. Wells had attended the same sclhool about eight years previous. They were not mutually acquainted but just merely nodded in recognition. Mr. Wells took a taxi to the King Hotel and arrived just in time for din- ner. On picking up a newspaper the next day, he was a little surprised when he read that Miss Helen Thornton was visiting her aunts, the Misses Thornton. The news carried him back to the days when he had attended the Pittsburgh High School. How pl-azinly he remembered the quiet young lady whom he had admired so much. He wondered if she had clhanged. 'Ilhe Misses Thornton invited several young people to entertain Helen, and the boys land girls decided to have a skating party the next Monday evening. It just so happened that Helen had learned to skate at home and therefore was very good at the s-port. Monday drew near, everyone was so excited for they knew a good time would be had by all, but fate interfered. Monday arrived. Everybody came and witlh one of the girls was no other person than Mr. Wells. The girl introduced :him to everyone and said that she had met him through her brother, who Ehad attended the same col- lege, as the young banker. Helen and Mr. Wells chatted about their sohool days and they enjoyed each otherfs comp-any. There were to be several races that evening in which Helen was to take part. The races began with laugh.ter, but at the end tears were almost prominent. Fate had ruined the evening for the young people, for when Helen was nearing the goal her skate struck asmall stick or stone and it threw her. Her weight and heavy fall oaused the ice to break an-d with one loud scream she helplessly under the water. Everybody was dazed and nlo one seemed alble to act unrtil Mr. Wells started to run toward where the girl had disappeared. Just as he reached the spot her head and hand appeared above the water. He reached out and grasped her hand and pulled her from the water on to the ice. He tlhen picked her usp and carried her to the shore where he grabbed lat heavy ooat, placed it around her shoulderas and carried her to her aunts. He placed her on a couch where she slowly opened her eyes. They gazed at each other for albout one minute and then he kissed her for they knew they loved each other. Fate smiled shrewdly, for in her hand was the Ace, King, Queen and Jack of Hearts. LUCILLE WILTISON '24 Page ninety-three