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

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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

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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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16 SANDY TOWNSHIP Hir.il SCHOOL FLAMBKAT chair before the fireplace. “Don, I think you have had quite enough of experience, don’t you?” Don laughingly Maya, “I think I have had. but if America goes into war, I think 1 will go over again.” The snow is falling softly outside, and Mr. Welsh and his son are watching the tire die out in the fireplace. KUTH C. HAILEY, ’22. ahr Hatttfihittn OTiliUnutrsB • Fifty years ago Western Penna. was covered with a vast virgin forest. Many of the trees in this forest were, lofty, mag-nificient, and valuable. They were not surpassed by trees in any other State in the Failed States. Tlu»re were many varieties. Our fathers were taught that cucumber and umbrella tre s were distinctive to Pennsylvania. The woods were then full of large flocks of wild pigeons, wild turkeys, sweet singing birds and beautiful flowers. Large herds of elk and deer roamed through the forest. Hear, panther, wolf ami wild cats wore plentiful. Occasionally a forest tire started, which was very destructive to the forest and the game, for a forest tire was then usually left until it burned itself out, or was extinguished by the rain. The l eoplo only protected their crops and buildings. The few people then living in these parts were mostly farmers, hunters and foresters. Fsiially any one pursuing one of these occupations was jack of all trades. Those | coplo cut very few trees, usually only enough to clear a small farm. They were not dint motive to the animal lift , killing only for food, furs and pints such as the wolf, fox, wild cat, panther and porcupine. Alnuit 1873. dolin Du Hois, Sr., started his mill for the purpose of removing the forest in this vicinity. Only the choicest trees were cut. Many valuable mil's remained untouched. They just renam'd the trunks, leaving the branches and the tops where they fell. In the course of time this refuse dried and in an unknown manner usually through carelessness, forest tires started, destroy-ing not only the brush, but also the valuable timber, wild animals and birds. Lumbering went on in this manner till at present there re- mains but one tract of virgin forest in Pennsylvania, which is Known as the Took tract. As the forest disap| ears the game and birds follow. At present the wild pigeon is altogether extinct, the wild turkeys an very scarce. The original Pennsylvania elks are gone. The elks in Pennsylvania now were brought from the west. The 1 leavers .ire gone from Pennsylvania. The deer, bear and most of the small game are following the pigeon and the I leaver. To save the animals and the birds we must save the second growth of forest. The easiest way to save the forest and game is to prevent forest tires. These tires kill more game in one year than is otherwise killed in twenty years. It is estimated that an average of one thousand five hundred birds nests are built on every acre of wood laud each year. The State of Penna. is replenishing the forest. State foresters are planting many tr es on barren land or land unfit for cultivation. A project of the State this summer is to start fifteen mil lion white pine trees or enough to cover ten thousand acres. The State pays many men to care for the forest. Their duty is to keep down the tinder brush and extinguish all tires they find. The Hoy Scouts also are helping with this good work. Without the fort's! not only the animals and birds would dis appear, but also the fish would suffer. For if it were not for the woodland the small streams would go dry, for the forest regulates the water supply. Protect the forest in every way possible. The wilderness may vanish, but let it be our aim to preserve the forest. ALLEN DIXON, '22.