Remington High School - Mirror Yearbook (Remington, IN)

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The! Mirror y 41 O, we couldn't do without him, this 'lim Hawkins man of ours. NYhy he even plants our school yard full tv' pretty kinds o' flowers. An' when he rings th' fire gong, we jist step along so spry, An' don't act smart er cutie, 'cause we know that won't get by. One time he made a music box without a bit o' fuss, An' called it Hawkinola, an' played a tune fer ns. But wunst he clumb a ladder. to paint an' tix about. An' fell an' broke his arm because 'lim Hawkins didn't watch out. slim Hawkins ain't no beauty. but his heart's as- good as gold. He allus has a grin fer us, an' never seems to scold. One time he ketched a awful cold: we thought it was th' flu, An' fer three days he stayed to home. My! but we did feel blue. An' lots o' times when we are late, why he'll jist ring an' ring Until we're all inside th' door-he's good ez any thing! If we git to th' pearly gates, when Saint Peter ain't about, I spec's there'll be ,lim Hawkins. a standin'-watchin' out. main 9678 It is a depressing sensation to be in a big city, a stranger, with not a friend among the thousands that throng the streets, battle in the business world, take in amusements or sit around the steam radiator of their city homes. That gnawing feeling at the heart is worse than any other sickness under the sun. That is just what was ailing Leo Colbert as he sat before the smoldering grate tire in his newly acquired suite at the largest hotel in the city. Oh, yes, he had won success, he was far on the road to fame and fortune. Somehow as he sat thinking it over, the glamour of it all faded. What was success after all? NYasn't I much happier among my friends back home with a salary half the size of my present one? he mumbled to himself. Then the germs of homesickness got at their real work. He was strong for it, and the fighting Colbert blood won out. I-Ie would make the best of it, you bet he would! Surely in that big city there was someone he knew, someone with a cheery word of welcome and an outstretched hand of friend- ship. . XVhat would I give to go to the telephone and call Main 9678, and hear my sister's voice answer! But that number is in another city many miles away, he muttered, too far to get a speedy long distance message through. Is there a Main 9678 in this city? For the lack of something else to do he went to the telephone and tried l I l l l l

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