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

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1h f Winn! Her sonis unusual concern somewhat surprised Mrs. Rog- ers. but having her mind Filled with plans for the evening meal, she failed to use that motherk trait of Hseeing; beneath the surface. and only gave him a cheery affirmative reply as she began to count stitches again. Feeling that he had made a good start, he sat down and began with. Jes' guess what we did at school today. Confident that ht had done his best at getting on the right side, be bounded noisily upstairs to the bathroom where another unusual thing took place. He actually scrubbed his neck and ears and seemed to be taking great pains with it too. School days. school days. good old golden rule daysyu came ringing down Eh: stairs, in Glen's strong, yet noticeably Changing. 50prano voice, Unuaiiy Gian protested loudly when mother insisted on his cleaning up, but tonight he needed no urging for a thor- ough polishing up, for was he not going to walk home with Beatrice tonight? So with these thoughts. he cleaned his finger nails. and Hguessed he'd jest borrow some perfume from his big sis, These operations being finished, he came down stairs and walked into the living room with an unconcerned 81f. Guess i'il set the table for you, Momsie. Ain't nothin' much for me to do. uOh. never mind. run and piay, it's too early for din- us: and mother doesn't need you this afternoon. dearie. But Glen was restless and didn t care to play. Besides, he never could play ball decently with clean hands. Gloomy thoughts began to come. What if mother should decide on a late dinner for that evening? oftentimes she didl Then it would b: so late that she wouldn't let him goi Worse yet, what if she should remember that he had already been out his one. night that week, which was his limit? Glen rode moodiiy around the block on his wheeL then sat down in a porch chair and wondered which new tie he had best wear, anti how jealous Harry would be when he saw Beatrice walking 05 with him after Bible Class. A sharp whistle from the corner aroused Glen. ui-Lheeu' you're g-go-goin' to Bible Class tonight wvwiwix with Bee. D'ye m-me-m-mean it far s-a-sure? Now Harry was a good natured little fellow. always leasing and hopelessly tongue-tied. To make him more comx icai, he had reached the very farthest extremity from the handsome stage. Sure. Wish you wuz me. don't you? TwentyrEtght

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THE MITTEN tHonorable Mentiont By Freda Place The gang 0f dismissal clanged through the long halls and an avalanche of noisy sixth graders came racing out onto the school grounds in a headlong rush for the football field. Comint to Bible Class tonight. Jimps? The speaker was a husky. handsome. little fellow of twelve. with light wavy hair and exceptionally large. brown eyes. HN'cbpe. 'tain't no fun, much. when y'ain't got a girl to talk to you. Too dry for me anyhow, that Bible Class. Guess ynu wish you wuz in my shoes thent Jimps? I'm goin' to take Beatrice. ' Just then Smootey the Second came up, and oven hearing Clenhs boastful remark. retorted jealously. Bet you a nickel you get stung. guyf' Huh. Ihd jes like to know what you know about it? Maybe you think youtd stand some chance! Beatrice Barnes was. without exception, the cuteat little girl in the sixth grade. Her Iong auburn curls and dark brown eyes made her admireli by every boy in the Lincoln Grammar School. Now Glen had not made a date with Beatrice for that evening, but knowing that she always came to Bible Class. and having an extremely good opinion of himself. he was egotist- ical enough to tell himself, and evexyone else, that he had a date for that night. We . s'long fellows, rm not goin' to play ball tonight. Say, Smootey. I'll take you up on that nickel. So each produced his nickel to show he had it. and Glen jumped on his new wheel and rode off, caning back. See you a at Bible Class. Slang.n Now all little boys know that in order to receive favors from mother. such as going out extra nights during the week, they must never stay to play baseball after school. 50 Mrs, Rogers was surprised in looking up from her embroidery that afternoon, to see Glen coming home so promptly. He noticed the pleased look on mother's face, and feeling in the heat of spirits he tossed his cap on a chair. Feelin' good today. Momsie? TwentyrHeven

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uNope. i don't care ah-heha-hang. but 1' 1343435.: you memvmy old top that yeyo-you get stumpeci. Glen. old boy! ' Harry's manner was tantalizing. but Glen took it for jealousy. and tried to ease his mind of a dehnitely forming suspicion. Well. silong. C-Culen. see y-you tonight. Y'aee I'm coming titrt-tvto-too. Oh. you needn't take th' trouble. kid. fer you'll only be disappointed. S'long. Glen pondered. The little streak of pride and boastful- ness in his disposition came uppermost. and he wished that he had rubbed it in' to Harry about his getting the mitten from Bee at the last party. for Harry's last taunting ramark hari struck him hard. Glen, oh Glen! Dinner is ready. sonny. iiComini right away, Momsie. came from the yard. in- stead of the usual, Wait till I Finish this game. can't you please. Glen took his place at the table. and his shining counte- nance was turned full on his surprised father. who wisely said nothing. Well. son. so you are beginning to use your napkin. was father's surprised comment upon seeing Glen stuffing his usually neglected napkin into his collar. The astonished parents watched. unseen, and remained silent. as parents have the habit of doing, mentally contrasting this strange tahie behavior with his usual giuttonous habits. And all this time Glen was planning how he COUId get through the meal without arousing their suspicions; Secretly he was glad that his sisters hadn't come home. for they would tease him about his unusual appearance and then he wouldn't get to go. If i can only get through this meal without doing some fool stunt to make the folks womier, and get on the wrong side. Iim all right and 1' sure get to go. Gian kept saying over to himself. Hello, everyoncl Business meeting held so late that we're: almost famishedl What! look at Bub. all spruced up! What're you celebrating, Glen? Do tell usl His sisters both talking at once, rushed in. Aw. shucks, I jes combed my hair for dinner. LeaVe me alone, can't you? So his sisters hurried upstairs to dress for dinner. and Glen secretly resolved to be through and out of the way when they came down again. TwentyLNine Charlies. 1916