Polytechnic High School - Caerulea Yearbook (Long Beach, CA)

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CIERULEA W'hy, the way he made that hnme run-f' Their voices faded away. A few hours Ialcr a wcary little woman want slowly up her stops. AS she opened the door, .shu found herself in her daughter's arms. Mother, what is the matter? Why rlitl you come 50 5mm; and where's Hick? nNothing's Il'lc matter, and Dick is-hnck thcrcf came the answer. Why didn't you bring him? Father's hccn cnuuting the hours all rfay, and l, why I maul: Dick his. favorite fudge. And he let you come home lnnight. alone? Mm 151nm looked Empinringly from her daughter to her has? band and back again. It wasn't his fault. she explained, Wu: didn't know ahuul it. Then came the short story. hi couldn't disgrace him, she Fm- ished, by bringing him home like a naughty buy, aml I know if he REIW me, he would know how I folL And besides, he isn't my little buy any longer. When I saw him there. 50 big and proud, with everybody shouting, i realized for the first time that he is :1 man now. We want him, hut the world wants him more, and he needs his life then: more than he nceds HS. Alice Hayes, 12. Page Twenty

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THE SA CRIFICE Mr. Elton fmaily spoke his mind. Hang it, he said. t'it's nu 115m pretending; we miss the boy. i'ch, answered the mother, and, as you insisted that he go hy himself, we know nothing about where he is or how they treat him. Fm going to Find out. and if everything is not all right, 11m going to bring him homtu Maybe he does nccd college credits. and self reliance, but more than that he nccds love and appreciaw lion, and we need him. She Stood and faced them. Tomorrow I am going to see him, and both of you will be glad. if you see him coming back with mu. '4 1k ii ii iii $ :1: it IR ail Mrs. Elton Inokcd helplessly around. How deserted Evans- ton was. She had always heard that college towns were fairly swarming with boys. And surcly it must be long after school houns. Somewhere in the distance there swelled a great roar made up of muffled cheers and shouts. They told her at the oHice that Richard Elton was at the game. VVuulil she wait? He would soon be back; or her message cuuhl be taken to him immediately. But the mother was deter- mined on a surprise, and besides, how could she wait? The base ball game was over. High on their shouklch, the Evanhtou buys curried their hcmus of the day. Mrs. Elton stepped timiilly aside as the mighty crowd surged dawn the street. Up abnvc the multitude, face dirt begrimcd, hair frowslcd, rode Dick. His. mother gazed! horrifierlv XVas this one of those awful hazing; she had read about? XVlmt are they go- ing to do with them? she asked the first boy whose attention she could get. i'Do with them, why, carry them around the campus antl-, thcu noticing that he was talking to a mystified old lady, the boy paused to explain. You see, they've saved the day for us. Nei- 3013 High has beaten us for six years, and now we've got their goat, beaten them, you know. And we couhhft have done it. either,E added his companion, if it hadift hccn for that new fellow, Elton. We thought he was sissy. at first, but hcill be all right if his family he's always talk- ing about will only leave him alone. He's got ncrvc, and grit. , Page Nin elem

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Ebe ?ortunes of n Mote SSSTTT, remarked Mary Ellen softly to the sur- rouhding athSphcru Under cover of this remark she casually sEid her two first fingers, between them a Slip of paper, thru the crack between the double desks. and wiggled them tentatively just within Bctsst vision. Nuw, be it known that tts. Qttt is the magic word that attracts: all cars, that turns 21H hcads-even sometimes the teacher'S. This particular teacher heard Mary Ellen's pcnetrating rn- minder, and turmoil her head in Mary 1511mm tlirectiuuh to the im- minunt undoing of Mary Ellen; IiMiss Johnson, pray come to the desk. she requested. her tones at ten below. Miss Johnson mcckly did as requested. How- ever, even the teacher couldnt phase', Mary Ellen. Only the the mischievous youngster 011 the front seattOh. yes. we have them, even at High School-beheld, applauded, aml iorcver held his peace. Mary Ellen, rising from her seat quietly, slid the traitor note inside the cuff of her big coat, and pulled a Latin paper surrep- tionsly from her pocket. That Latin paper was the pride of Mary Eilonls heart, for it boyc a Hauling red A-t- at the top. and was conclusive proof that Mary Eilen had been smart for once in her life. Would Miss Johnson kindly give her the paper she held, the teacher inquired. Mary Ellen was only too happy to do 50. Dear Teacher did her best to hide her chagrin, with that Hauling A-4- Staring her in the face. Not to be undone, however, the teacher desired to inspect the contents of Mary Ellen's pockets. Again Mary Ellen was glad to be of service, and displayed note book, locker key and cornucopia nickles before her watchful eyes. That will do, Miss Johnson,. announced her inquisitor. Mary Ellen returned to her seat, and encountered the sympa- thetic and admiring twinkle in the eyes of the youngster 0n the front seat. And let me whispervthat teacher's not anywhere around. is she?-You may take it from me; Betsy's heart was glacldened long before the end of the period by the reception of that good? omened instrument of deception. Lillian Roberts, '12. Page Twenfy-ane