Salem High School - Clarion Annual Yearbook (Salem, OR)

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THE' CLARION 17 affairs with the air of a professional. I went to the hospital and there met the nurse again. This time I rec- ognized hereMiss Helen Phillips, who had given her life to the aid of the'poor, sick and injured. I triel to get an interview but she was whisked off on another errand of mercy and I had no farther chance. 9-0-0- The week was a most wonderful one to me. I felt like the old times of ,06 were again being lived and the happy and pleasant times when the Seniors put Tennysonis tiP.rincess,i on the stage being re-enacted. May the memory of those scenes never fade from the film of memory. vjerryis Ziampd. I By ' PERRY REIGELMAN, 06 Jerry was troubled. Across his fine, manly face came and went eX- pressions of deep anger, wistful long- ing, and occasionally a revengeful scowl. In his usually mild blue eyes there rested an ominous glitter. His head was bowed and he stared at the path, though he scarcely saw it. Through him surged emotions of whose existence he had scarcelV dreamed. He was fighting a battle and the contest was doubtful. As the twilight deepened Jerry became calm. He lifted a pale, drawn face and gazed at the now peeping stars. Their soft, tender light, looking so calmly down through the increasing night. reassured him. Presently a round, full moon arose, glorious in her mellow light, and Jerrv solemnly thanked the wood Lord for putting in him an ardent and devout love for Nature. He looked around, thinking that perhans some one had observed him. All around was quiet, save for the gentle rustle of the Wind through the maples. Jerry was standing erect now. the storm having passed, leaving no trace except a firm set jaw and a determined light in his eye. iiI will face it, no matter what comes or what it may mean! 1,11 face the charge! Iill show them that its falselil Slowly Jerry said this. He meant it. He would carry it to the very end when once his mind was fixed, and nothing, save a thunder- bolt, could stop him. Jerry started for his rooms. AS. his footsteps died away, from be- neath a low bush, not far from where he was standing, a dark figure crawl- ed swiftly and took an opposite di- rection. In his hand he carried a small gardenerts trowel, which he fingered nervously. Presently the dark figure neared a swift flowing stream and in it dropped the trowel saying, tilt was a pretty close 'call, but I have him now. J erry walked on slowly. When in the distance he heard light footsteos approaching he straightened himself and took a quicker stride. Then. out into the moonlight there steonei a prettv girlish form, that Jerry knew. He recognized her almost in- stantly and his heart involuntarilv gave a great jump that set his blood tingling. It was Evelyn May. the girl that Jerry met on the train when he came to the lvarsity tour vears before. He and she had been intimate friends ever since she res- cued him from the hazing Sopho- mores. Besides. it was whispered openly that there was more than mere friendshio 'in the matter. but nothing definite was known. Jerrv wondered- not without anxiety, what she would do. Would she scorn him as had others that very dav! Would she brand him as a thief, too. or would she believe in him and face the conseouenoes? These Questions rushed through Jerry,s brain lilre wildfire as he anoroqched her. When she was within a few feet of him he stopped and waited, his heart thumping painfully. On She

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w THE CLARION dress the chairman introduced a famous singer from the East. I had heard of her but never had the pleas- ure of listening to her. Judge Of my surprise when I recognized the smger as Miss Marguerite Mers. It seemed as if the whole class had settled in or near Salem or that they had re- turned at the same time I did. Miss Mers was, as I afterward learned, the leading lady of the Turner Opera 00., now starring in the United States of America. I was thirsty by this time and stepped into a cafe nearby. The waiter tripped lightly to my table and took my order. She looked familiar. The next time she came I scrutinized her closely. tiPshaw, I said, II know who she is, but her name slipped my memory. Then a tall and rather stoop, shouldered fel- low came in and called her by name. Then I knew. It was Miss Bertha Duncan, but no longer as she had changed her name to Mrs. Charles Roth. The next day I was up bright and early. I went down to the Y. M. C. A. as I was interested in boys. The secretary I found was short and rather slim. I introduced myself. The secretary jumped up and started to shake my hand. I drew back until I saw that it was none other than Rea Utter. Upon my word I was surprised! for I thought that he had taken up the Chase. Rea was just like he always was, dry as ever. To tell the truth I thought that he had been run out of town long ago. As a newspaper man I was inter- ested in the courts. Court was in sess10n when I entered and the court room crowded for a sensational di- vorce case was pending. I got in- terested at once. As proceedings opened I learned that Mrs. Crissie Noodletwanger, keeper of a noodle JOlnt, was suing for divorce from Mr. Harry Noodletwanger. Sensational charges were filed. At last I got a I glimpse of the woman in the case. I was shocked, yet not surprised, to fingl .that she was formely Miss Cr1ss1e Clark. Criss got what she was after. I heard that they made up later and were remarried. . I next went to the old High build- ing. What was my surprise to find a new building two or three times as large and handsome as the one of old. I sought the principal. I was met by a young woman, dignified and learned. As we entered the door of her office I noticed a printed card on which ttMiss Marie Hutchins, A. B.,l, was written. This was interest- ing. It seemed as if every one had prospered and risen in their profes- sion. Besides being principal itMiss Hutchins was teacher of literature. Before leaving the high school I met another of the old class, the teacher of physics and chemistry. She was tall and slim and had a funny expression on her face when Miss Hutchins presented me. It was the last place I expected to find her- Miss Mable Magness. I asked her where her sister was. She said that she was just a simple housewifee- that is, she was mistress of a beau- tiful home planned and built by a certain Eyrle Eyre. This was more than I expected in both the Magness girls for they both expressed a de- sire to ttteach the young idea how to shoot in an obscure mountain Vil- lage. A nice dream it was but it did not last. From Mable I learned that Ruby Rotzien was canvassing for a rubber patent device for a new sort of nurs- ing bottle. I thought that position fitted Ruby pretty well. I had ordered my mail forwarded and now went to the postomce. I was standing in line when some one tapped me on the shoulder and said, ItHelloW I looked around and my eye lit on a young woman standing near. I looked again. Then I recognized her. She was Miss Genevieve Potter. She was a lady of leisure, having married a wealthy bachelor who soon after died and left her all he had. Her name was now Mrs. White. From Genevieve I learned that Miss Alice Judson was a writer of considerable note. Her forte was the osychological romance in which the love element was eliminated. I told Genevieve the next time she saw Alice to tell her to submit some MSS. for the paper I represented. I was walking along the street when an accident occurred. The am- bulance came and an emergency nurse with it. She took charge of

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18 THE CLARION came, and with her head high, swept majestically past him, looking nelther to the right or left. Jerry was stunned. He scarce could realize what had happened. He moved not until the light footsteps died away and again all was quiet. , iiSo she thinks Iim guilty, too, he soliloquized sadly. iiWell, perhaps 1t does look worse than it seems to me. I, a thief! a thief! 1, Jerry Long- bones, the soul of honesty and honor, a thief! No! My name shall be cleared of such a stigma! Butf, and his voice fell to a softer note, it Ithought Evelyn knew me, I thought I had a friend in her. Nevertheless, I stay here till the puzzle is solved. Oh, what will mother say, all her affections entwined about me, and father, hard and unsympathetic. ,Twill break her heart, ,twill break her heart? Had J erry known that when Evelyn May first saw him coming toward her in the moonlight she gave a start and flushed With pleasure his feel- ings perhaps would not have been so bitter. But she had seen Jerry walking home with another girl the day beforeeanother girl who had deep blue eyes and looked like a China dolleso she determined to make him pay dearly for his pleas- ure. She quite forgot Jerry was under a ban and only knew that within her burned a desire to speak to him, but she smothered it and swept past him as before related. ' She had hardly gone ten steps when she began to regret her action. She wanted to go back and tell him, but her pride would not let her, she want- ed to run but dared not. When she reached the shadows of the maples she turned quickly. Jerry was slow- ly moving on, seeing nothing. iiJerryfl she whispered, iiJerry, I did not mean that. Jerry! Jerry, I-- She stopped with a sob as she thought of the charge against him and the light in which her action would probably be taken. A How? Jerry got to his rooms he never knew. He found the door a-jar and wondered slightly. It was dark within and though Jerry was thor- oughly familiar with the place he stumbled around as if dazed. He spoke aloud as he hunted for the matches. ti lTwas a scurvy trick and? his tone unconsciously grew stern, iiif I ever find out who did it thereill be somebody hurt. Wonder if Iive got any friends left, he sighed as he struck a match. iiYou just certainly have? said a cheery voice from the other side of the room, iiYouive got one right here thatis going to stand by you, by the shades of Shakespeare and Baconfi Jerry started and when he saw who it was he said, iiHello, Marks, 17m mighty glad to see you. I thought they all had gone. Yes, mighty glad I,Ve got one friend? iiWell, Iim glad to return the com- pliment. But say, the old man did not forbid you the team when he suspended you from your classes did heim iiNof Jerry replied, iibut I expect the team will object now. Jerry was one of the best men on the team and Marks, the track man- ager, was not going to allow him to quit after he had had a good two months training. The track event of the year was yet to take place, when W would endeavor to retake the laurels lost last year to C . Jerry was the one on whom the manager mostly relied, though he did not make it fully known to him. In another week the event would be pulled of and the manager was afraid that tne difliculty into which Jerry had been plunged might incapacitate him to engage. But as no objections had been raised he would continue his training as if nothing had happened. iiAs for the other fellows, said the manager, as he left Jerry, iileave them to me and donlt worry. Every- thing will turn out for the best anal you will win the cup. The dOOr slammed and he was gone. The week passed slowly and was uneventful. No change had come in Jerry,s affairs. As he had been for- bidden to enter the ,Varsity building. he had devoted his time to training for the meet. But every day the members of the track team greeted him in silence and with cold, disap- proving looks, and if it had not been for the friendship of the manager, J erry, in discouragement, would have given up in despair. . It was here on the track that J erry