Racine High School - Kipikawi Yearbook (Racine, WI)

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. t. . . THE DAILY EXHAUST I ,, NN I9 -M i g ILUTC' O: O22 L- Q 09- P TFUDESRE.. Ciba ikipikatni Theme Disgusted and discouraged, I stared at the blank sheets of paper before me. Yes, that fool Kipi theme had to be in tomorrow, and an idea for it would not come into my head. The house was per- fectly quiet feveryone else being out for the eveningj, so the idea was not scared away by noise. I sat and thought, pen in hand, ready to dash down any elusive inspiration, but none came. Ipulled out my Ingersoll. Suffering cats, it was 8:50,Ihadn't started, and besides I still had two other lessons to get. Oh, well, if I had to write some- thing I decided I'd write one of those Wild West affairs, which clogged my theme tiles when I was a Frosh and, also, when a Soph. Accordingly, I wrote across the top of the paper, IITHE HAZARDS OF HELEN Wretched name, I thought, and then I began. The night was dark and stormy upon the Arizona hills some five years ago. Q lVIore bunk thought I.j When the lightning shot across the sky, it revealed a man crawling slowly up the side of one of the hills. The man had a dark face and cruel eyes, and his name -C Ah, his name, what should that be? j was-the Duke Alfonso de Braggadocio. His destination was a small cabin perched on the hill. At last he reached it, burst open the door and strode in. Inside he saw C Now what on earth was it? Oh yes. j nothing but a small black box. 'Ahal' quoth the Duke, 'I have it, and now I shall have her tool' He picked up the box and left the cabin. The storm had somewhat abated, and by the time he had reached his horse at the bottom of the hill, the storm had stopped. He mounted his horse, and with the box under his arm, rode toward the south, where a light twinkled in the dis- tance. C Now where did he go? I asked my- self. Ah, I have it. To the ranch where Helen, the heroine, lived. j Helen Hottdoggue was walking in the moonlight which now flooded the landscape since the passing of the storm. Suddenly she heard hoof-beats coming up the road. The gate slammed. Some one was approaching through the park which surrounded the ranch-house. Sud- denly there confronted her the hateful countenance of the Duke. 'Sign,' he hissed, thrusting some papers and his Neversharp pencil into her hand. 'Nevahl' said Helen, spurning him with her glance. 'Coisesl you shall,' the Duke pulled out his nefarious hip Howitzer, 'or I'll blow out your brainsl' Helen trem- blingly took the pencil and began to write. 'Bang'a loud report split the night air. The pencil flew from our heroine's hand. Bounding across the greensward came Harolde Hottaire, the brave young cow- boy. 'Foiled', growled Alfonso. Seizing the fair Helen, whose shrieks rent the night and spurred on the young hero, the villain dashed for his horse, vaulted into the saddle, and with his fair victim galloped down the road. Harolde ran to the rear of the house where his faithful charger was parked, and seizing the reins, he shifted into high and immediately tore down the road in pursuit of the villain. He began to gain speedily on the Duke, and was about to command the villainous wretch to halt, when the latter turned about, fire-arm in hand. There was a blinding flash and a loud report. Our hero's horse keeled over dead, spill- ing the brave Harolde head over heels into the ditch.

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,fm i' S , A THE DAILY EXHAUST r f -5 ' d 1 3? 5: s g ,gofflim ,gg gg SPEAKS AT BIG MEETING At a mass meeting held last evening by the American Association for the Recognition of the lrish Republic, Miss Marion Catterall was the main speaker. She chose as her topic, Why lreland Should Be Freef' After Miss Catterall's very able and feeling address on this sub- ject, Miss Mary Costello, the Trish prima donna, sang several old Irish lyrics in her usual pleasing style. Is HURT BY AUTOMOBILE VVhile crossing Main Street this morn- ing, Mason Hargett was struck by an automobile. Mr. llargett did not look where he was going, but while watching a young lady across the street, walked directly in front of the on-coming car. As he recovered his senses tif that can be possiblej he asked dazedly, What's her address? Dr. Albert Evans is attend- ing the patient, and although he has had a run of had luck lately, having lost twelve cases, hope is entertained by friends and creditors that Hargett will survive. TNVENTS A N1'IXV EXPLOSIVE llarry Herman, the well-known chem- ist, has invented a new high explosive. Tests show it to be a success, for when last seen Mr.Herman was being projected upward into space. We shall endeavor to have a special correspondent present at his return to earth in order to get full details from the experimenter. EVANS ACQUITTEII or TIIEFT Harold Evans was found not guilty, in Iudge Ettinger's court, of stealing a Ford automobile. Evans' plea was tem- porary insanity, and he was ably de- fended by Attorney George Myers who summed up as follows: My client was temporarily insane when he took the car, for surely no man in his right senses would steal a Ford when, as the evidence clearly shows, there were so many better automobiles about. H Is GIVEN HIGH POSITION Orders were received from Washing- ton, today, promoting Lieutenant Ches- ter Anderson, U. S. N., to be commander of all naval schooners on Lake Michigan. This was no doubt due to Lieutenant Anderson's previous experience with schooners. NEW BUILDING TO BE EIzEc'rEn Ever since it was decided Racine did not need a new high school building, there has been agitation concerning the new high school site's being used for some useful purpose. Now it has been decided that a home for homeless cats is to be built on the site. This imposing structure will cost one million dollars, and the city will issue bonds for that amount. pi, Huis l ' In ll Q I--Q QQ- PROFESSOR SOGARD COMMUN1CA'I'Es WITII THE DEAD Prof. R. Sogard, who for many years has claimed that it is possible to talk with the dead, asserts that the truth of his theory has now been proved. lle bases his assertion on the following dis- covery: Last night Prof. Sogard went to the telephone, took down the receiver, and, after waiting for two and half hours heard a faint voice ask, Number, please? Needless to say the professor is jubilant over the success of his ex- periment.

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HI I IQ KD THE DAILY EXHAUST At this juncture the light suddenly blinked out. Doggone it alll All things, even the electric power plant, conspired against the production of the theme. I rose and cautiously picked my way to the kitchen, barking my shins on every piece of furniture in the house. My thoughts and smothered exclama- tions would hardly have passed the Fire Underwriters' Board. Arriving in the cuisine, I procured matches and tiptoed into the dining room from whence I took a candle-stick. I lighted the candle. I had ferociously resolved to produce said theme and then get to bed. When I reached my room, I opened the window, which caused the candle to flicker ominously. I commenced to write: When Harolde arose, confronting him stood the Duke, his pistolio leveled at our hero's brains for where they should have beenj. 'Hal Hal' he chortled venomously, 'you are in my clutches. You shall die.' At this he ground his teeth until the enamel was nearly worn off. Then the Duke began, slowly, to pull back the trigger. Back it went, millimeter by millimeter, when suddenly With a final wild tlare the candle went out, leaving the room in blackness. At this sudden catastrophe I started. Then a slight noise outside the window caused my tongue to verily stick to the roof of my mouth, so dry was it. Fascinated, I stared at the open window through which the moon shone. A man's head rose into sight, then came his shoulders. Burg- lars, thought I. Too scared to move, I watched him come in. Then, from my dark corner, I, with all my pep, jumped out on him. Over we went, then- Crashl Banglv I awoke to find myself headlong on the floor, the electric light on, and there on the table my Kipi theme just where it had been when I had fallen asleep. RALPH SOGARD, '21. QAPOLOGIES 'ro MILTOND Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Little case called vanity, File for nails and chamois skin, 0002 DE X , Gneuco j: ' .5 Q, , . ' I S-.1 v Q' Eg 2 wmv mo 5 5 I 5 DUPONT 5 S 5 2 ctose up E S P 9 ' 5 AT lvssg 5 Tuevsruu, I USE -v Powosrz. . I ,-f' ,. .5 tPowdered nose is not a sin.j Rouge of red and beauty spot, Changing you to what you're notg Modest looks and coy, assume, Penciled brows and strong perfume, Curling tongs for blondine hair, Female tricks so debonair: Blushes, twenty cents apiece Creamy ones, and deep cerise. These your natural charms enhance, Make you stunning at the dance. Come and trip it as you go, O'er your partner's pained toe, All these charms if you'll display, Maid, with you I'll gladly stay. CLINTON ETTINGER, '21 ODE Have you seen, O, Henry Reno Getting Kipi Ads? He makes his Comm. work, Nor do they dare shirk, Getting Kipi Ads. We thought at first, O, We'd not durst, O, Getting Kipi Ads, To try fly high Nine hundred bones? Myll Getting Kipi Ads. No more we sigh, 0, Twelve hundred's by, O, Getting Kipi Ads. We'll have the bex! book, CDon't believe me? Iust look.Q Thanks to Kipi Ads. OH HENRY'