Salinas Junior College - La Reata Yearbook (Salinas, CA)

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FURTHER ADVENTURES OF SIR GAWAIN FYTTE I It was June first by the old Roman calendar Which hung in good King Arthur's castle-not that the King knew it, for he was ill of some mys- terious disease, and rumors of an evil enchantment were circulating freely. Uust plain measles, the servants said, but then they gossip solj Be that as it may, there was one in that castle who realized the date keenly. The noble Sir. Gawain was prey to an attack of spring fever. He pushed aside the pieces of a jigsaw puzzle with a moody sigh. Tiresome stuff, he thought, and anyhow he had 9. haunting suspicion concerning those lumps in the gravy the night before. Finally he fell to musing. Outside the .sun was shining brightly, and Adventure seemed to beckon to him. A light of purpose filtered across Sir Gawain's open face. Henry,,' quoth the knight, fetch me my armour! Henry, the handy valet, dashed off to do his master's bidding. In a short time he returned, bearing upon his face the look of a man who is about to impart some bad news. My lord- he began. Where's the armor? demanded Sir Gawain. Well-. Well, What?', Well, the cat's had kittens in it again, sir! Oh-sugar! Sir Gawain manfully resisted the impulse to use some- thing stronger. I suppose 1,11 have to take them with me. Do you think the blacksmith can put a rumble seat on that suit of armour? Lookis like I'd better get a two-pants suit in the future. FYTTE II Cn a lonely road in Britain Qsomewhere near the hideout of Queen Guenevere's favorite breweryj a gilt-spattered, splay-footed, phlegmatic dray horse was plodding along. A knight was draped over the central portion of the animal. It was Sir Gawain. He had been through a terrible rainstorm the night before, and his armour, not being provided with storm sewers, had filled up like a bath tub. No wonder he seemed pale! Sir Gawain rode till he came to a clearing with a tall tower in it. He stopped at the foot of the tower and shouted lustily. A sweet voice from above answered him. He looked up and saw a fair maiden with long, golden tresses. Why don't you come up some time? 390