Sandy Township High School - Flambeau Yearbook (Du Bois, PA)

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14 sandy township high school flambeaf torv, ami proved to In tlu victor. “Patty” hail tin Him greatest essentials combined— heaiity. youth and a radiant joy of make-believe. Although Patty” could not In rightfully ti-eined hcautiful, she had such a eharming |H rsonality that one could not think otherwise than that she was lienutiful. She was a veritable little Molly Make-Believe. Her head was full of beautiful ladies in clinging, velvet gowns—of Knights in rinor—and of pageant and |M»etry. It was this capacity of make lielicvc that caused the diniior class play to 1m the success that it was. She was so full of life, up parently enjoying everyone of her lines, delighting in the appreciation of the audience. For in one of the front seats in the High School Auditorium as one of the audience, sat the ln st dramatic critic of cities around. , After the play. “Patty” was intriMlurcd to Mr. Stanard. the dramatic critic. A short conversation eiismsl in which he prais i-il her for her dramatic talent. He then ini|uired if he could call at her home, to which proposition “Patty” agreed. The following evening Mr. Stannard called at the Sinclair home, a sedate and quiet old house, in a quiet old ueighlsirhood, hut nevertheless it looked as though it were a home with e. |M r ience and traditions, and not merely a place to hang up hats and cat breakfast. After a few brief remarks Mr. Stanard unnounns] his reason for calling, lie was sure that Miss Sinclair would make ginul ou the American stage, but to this remark, Mr. Sinclair an swered. “What, at that child’s age? well I should say not. She’s going to linisli High School, and then she’s going to Vassar and then—well then we’ll see about it.” And “Patty agnisl with her father. FLORENCE ERICKSON, 2:{ A $ mutt} Amrrirmt 0 Expninur Mr. Welsh was waiting for his son, Don, in the library. Wclshe’s were i-onsidered the richest people in the city of Berkshire. Don had just finished college and his father was going to surprise him by sending him to Oennany. -lust as Mv. Welsh was about to ring for his son, Don come in looking very sleepy. “CiimmI morning Don, my son. you look as if you did not have very much sleep. Morning Dad, I feel as if I had 1m oii out all night. 1 bet I’ll never attend any of those club dances again. He was a very handsome young man. tall, dark wavy hair and deep blue eyi s. “Well, son before breakfast 1 have a little surprise for you. Shoot ahead Dad. what is it? And saying this he threw himself in a big comfortable chair ln side his father. “Don. as you have finished your college education, how would you like to go to Germany for a couple of years. Don’s ey« s grew larger as he jum|n d up and exclaimed, “Dad, you old dear, do you really mean it?” “Well, how long will it take you to get ready?” said his father smiling. I can Im ready in less time than you can say it, shall 1 s« e about the passport.” “I have a little business to attend to this afternoon son, so you can get what you need and get your passport.” On saying this, Mr. Welsh handed his sou a check. Thanks, Dad, your the Im si Dad in tin world . Ill two W( eks we see Don and his father bidding each other good-by. Oh, Dad. I hate to leave you by yourself,” said Don, in a pitiful tone. Mr. Welsh was feeling very sad in having his son leave him. but he was sending Don away with a smile. Taking Don by tin shoulder he said, “Son, you will Is back in no time at all. and be sure and write to your old Dad as often as you can. Don’s voyage was a pleasant one across the water, lie met all kinds of | oople. and lie met one of his old college chums, •lack Brent, who was going to France. The giMMl ship Flagg landed in Germany ou the twenty-

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Kandy township hiott school flam beat 13 ln eii an abuse of what wo liavo always e-onsidered a privilege, so for this reason all iiieiiilmrs of I In faculty have ele e-ide el that the best students in .Junior Aniorican History will make up the «aste for tin play. Daily recitations in the future and a te st to be give u once a week will deride the fortunate stuele nts. That day anel many ela.vs afte»rwarels Patricia Sinclair was a very happy little girl, for there was a chance that her high slaneling in History would secure her a part in the play, if only a minor part feu that would In he tte r than nothing, hut that was not her highest aim, hut now she studre d harden than over, for she did so covet that high standing in History. The day e»f the last test arrived. It was a very ghsmiy day hut, Thvrc' a nilrrr lininy. Throuyh I hr dark clouds shining. was pre ve n true as you will soon se e . The te st was exceedingly hard, and “Patty's” facial expression was somewhat alte re d over the many, eliffic nlt epiestioiis. She had almost finishe d her pa|s r when she glamc-d across the aisle. Then she saw a e urious thing. Eileen Armstrong, the prettiest, if not the nie st ple asant girl in the Junior class, who sat across the aisle from he r, shook from her handkerchief onto her lap a foldesl slip of pa|H r While ‘’Patty ga .c el. horrifie el by the dishonorable thing, Eileen glance-el up and knew that she had been seen. Flushing, she tosse el her bond and again turne-d te» that tlishonorahle act of copying her test. That anyeme would dare tee cheatt in a te-st upon which so much ele pe nde el was beyond Patty’s imagination. 11«»t ri tle d .tiicl stunned, she sat hack, too ovcrwhcltiled tee know that the se ssion was quickly drawing to a c lose . During this time she first re-solveel to accost Eileen with her guilt, then tee urge her tc» cemfess and last to ignore it entirely. She would 1h accuse d of trying to gain Eileen's place , she knew, if she interfered, anel she thoroughly ele teste el tale l e are rs. The se ssie ti was over. The gong tinkle-el its live minute summon. A sigh unguardedly e se ape el from her lips as she listlessly handed in her unfinished pa|H r. Those , who we re tec take part in the play were selected the following clay, Eile e n's cheating had won her a place— one of the highe st honors anyone coulel ho|s to attain—the part of a leading charucted. “Putty's uiitinisheel test hud cost her Eilecns |«rt hv a very small margin, but she gaincel a ]mrt of one of the minor characters, with which she was not satisfied. Indeed she did not fail as dismally as she trieel to make herself think, hut at the thought of only a minor part the tears sparkled in her be autiful blue-grey eyes, but by some mysterious control over the law of gravity the tears remained unshed. The rehersal commenced immediately for no time wus to he lost feu it was already the second week in April, and the play was to Is presented the latter part of May. It was a very heavy heart that “Patty” carried in her bosom; and many nights, in the solitude of her room, the [allows on her Ih c1 were we t with salty tears, hut duritig the duy she? held her head high and no one knew of the tearfully spent flights. For some reason or other “Patty” could not [miss Eileen without elevating her chin at a higher angle as if she scorned tec Im on the same level with her. Eih e n, who was indeeel a very high-spirited girl, e-euilet have borne this ah»ofne ss. had it conn in a different disguise , hut to he thought inferior hv erne whom she e oiiMieh roel her inferior, it was not quite up to her standaid of enduranc e . The rehe-rsals were going along smoothly with the hearty e-o-operation of the Junior class, with the mere exception e»f “Patty ami Eilevn. “Patty did not show that she eliel not eu-joy her part, anel Eileen was te rtureel concerning the fact that sin hail gained her part dishonestly. Time sped epiickly on and liefore anyone reali .eil it, it was tin first week in May. One day Patty was sitting at her elesk in the study hall when she rcali .e d that some one huel passed by her seat and had cii-oppcel something on he r eh sk. She unconsciously ojH ned the fedeled sheet of pa|M r and saw that it was written in Eileen’s tine and cle ar hand writing. It Icegau without salutation and rcael thus: “ rim'I do it, you make inr feci mo (inhumed of myself. I intrndrd to trll Miss Itrntly errrythiny. nnd yice a my dare to you. You rii hlfully deserrr it. I hopr you in’ enjoy it as I iroiihl. if I irerr in your place. —L. .4. The Junior class play was a trcnie nelenis suce e Hs. It was the talk of Elmhurst for sometime following. The clianging of parts caused a delay in the progress of the play, during rehersals, hut Patty”, the charming, captivating, little heroine eliel all that personality and clever acting could do to turn defeat into vie-

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SANDY TOWNSHIP INCH SCHOOL FLAM BE A I 15 sixth of September, nineteen hundred and thirteen. Don was in ('KTiiiniiy when tin World War broke out. Hi had lieen spending a good deal «»f money, and so started to work in a mill, lie laid to get a rheaper hoarding house, and thought to himself that lie would not write to his Dad for money, as he would make enough and then go home. One evening after working hard all day. In was sitting by the window looking at the |M oplc hurrying to and fro through Oh. Dad. if I were only home, here I am all alone, and this terrible war. Well, as soon as I make enough i'll go home.' Don was thinking how lucky he was to have his pus |s»rl. Sud denly a sharp rap, rap, mine at the door. Don, knowing very few people, womlcred who it eonld he. Opening the door he beheld a big sturdy man masked. Don. being an Ainerieau was not afraid. “What do you want ? Don asknl sharply. “Your passport , said the man in a deep stem voire. “Well your not going something hit him on the head and In knew no more until lie heard someone in a whis|H r ing tone say, I think he will be alright. Someone must have hit him with a butt of a revolver. When lie opened his eyes, he beheld two men standing by his lied. “Where---------what lias liapismcd, he asked. You have been hurt or something has eat your head ’, said one of the men in plain English. Who are you? Don asked. I am an English doetor. a |MM»r old lady found you this morning and sent for me.” Don said he would repay the old lady for her kindness. “Oh! my passport, cried Don all at once. Did lie take it ? The astonished men looked Iww ildered. Wlmt alsiut your pass|iort?’’ said the doctor. Then Don related what had liup|M ncd the previous night. in a couple of days lie was on his feet with no money and no pasx|»nrt. Well, 1 guess I’ll go into some restaurant and get something to eat. 1 call have it charged until I get a job. So saying lie went in a cheap restaurant. He looked very shabby, as he had no money. Seating himself at one of the eolinters he culled on a waiter. Will you give me a glass of milk and a sandwich. I lie man looked curiously at him. Is dn’t all you vnnt. Yes, and hurry up alsnit it.” The waiter looked at Don again ami said to himself, Das man American. In about fifteen minutes two German officers confronted Don. Don in a tone of surprise said, Why, what are you looking at me for? One of the officers took him by the shoulder and said, “Ve vant you.” “.Me? and Don almost fell from his seat. Come along, ve liaf no time to vasfce.” Don tried to explain, but Germans an Germans. The next morning we find Don in jail, lie is to have a hearing bcfoiv the court at ten o’elock. At ten lie took his place lief ore the higher officers and said, “your Honor, may I explain who I am and where I am from”? You, von may if you are quick about it.” “Order,” he yells. Don stood straight and firm and began. “I am the son of Mr. Robert T. Welsh, from Berkshire, America, (the officers nodded 1 I was sent here to finish my education, but as the war broke out I lost my money and my--------- But here the officer interrupted, Can you prove that this is all true?” I ean”. ••We will send a wireless to your father and if he is your father we will see later what we can do. Dou was kept in jail until they heard from Mr. Welsh. No mail going from Germany or coining into Germany on account of the war, Mr. Welsh was certainly worried alsnit his son. But when he got the wireless, he cried. “Oh, my soli I am glad you are safe. I will send all 1 have in order to get you hack. In a few days the officer call Don and told him thev would give him a. passport, hut would have to have some of his money for their trouble. -I certainly will give you all the money 1 have if I only get home. ’ • •••••••• In the Library we see Don sitting on the arm of his father’s