Piedmont High School - Tris Yearbook (Piedmont, WV)

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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

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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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was '1- L jfrihap the Ulbirtzentb It was Friday the thirteenth. In the assembly room of Beryl High School there was a continuous buzz. The pupils were arranged into groups and each group seemed to be keenly interested in some'enterprise. If you would have entered at this time you would no doubt have go-tten the idea that the excitement was due to the unlucky date fF'riday the thirteenthj That idea would soon vanish for the people of the twentieth century are not superstitious. If one would get near enough to catch the flow of oonveirsation one would find that it could all be summarized in the one term, The game to- night. Indeed the pupils of Beryl High had something to tell that was of interest. Due to the faithful work of their efficient coach their basket-'ball team was tied for first honors in the cihiampi-on-shiip series of the entire state. Never before in the career of the high school had they been able to boast such a victory. To-night they were going to pday for the champion- ship of the state. The winner of to-night's game would receive a ban- ner from the Athletic Club of the state. So this was the cause of the pitch of excitement in Beryl High School on Friday the thirteenth. Beryl High co-uld boast of a very good team. They had won twenty- six games in succession and their rivals of to-night, Middle I-Iigh, had like- wise Won all their games in the series. To-night these two teams would meet on the Beryl High's gymnasium. The outstanding figure on Beryl H1igh's team was their captain, Jack McRoy. Jack was a well built athlete of eighteen. He had played basket- ball from his Freshmen year and had shown remarkable skill in his .Sopho- more term. He was now at dignified Senior. In the thickest of a figkit when defeat was lurking near, Jack always kept cool and was always encourag- ing his fellow players. Never would he show :anger if by any chance one of his players would make a misplay. It was due no do-ulbt to his clean sports- manship that the boys all admired him. Df y-ou would have lo-oked over the groups in the assembly room you would have failed to point out Jack. He was not there. In sauntering through the hall towards the dormitory, there is a little piazza which faces the town. From this view point one could see the whole town and the sur- rounding country until in the distance the mountains meet the sky, thereby closing out one's range of sight. Here you find the captain. No, he was not alone-his companion was one of the fairest sex. She had light hair and when she turned her head towards Jack you would say she was not pretty. She was beautiful. She did not follow the latest fashion by lnaving her hair bobbed, but fixed it ia way that was very becoming. She was the kind of a girl that inspires a boy to do bigger and better things in life. Page ninety-four