Seth Low Junior High School - Spectator Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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THE ADVENTURES 01F THE TQM CATS Characters: Abe, president of the club; Harry, Sammy, Henry, Dave, Jerry. Act I. The attic of the old Davidson Mansion. Sammy: Of all the foolish things to do was to break into that cellar while those girls were having a meeting. I can hardly walk after that little one kicked me in the shins. Illl get even with her yet, donit worry. ferry: Nobody told you to fight with her in the first place. Abe: Come on, boys, lind a place to sit; we're going to have a meeting. tThen turning to Dave, who has his feet on the presidentls desk, which is a table, and is occupying his Chairy Hey, you, get your feet off that desk and get out of this chair; this is a respectable place. Harry: Oooooh! ! ! Sammy: Whafs wrong with you? Nobody hit you. Harry: Oh, I was just worrying about your foot. Sammy: And why, may I ask? Harry: Now you wonit be able to run away from trouble for quite a while. Abe: tHitting the table with his listy In the name of the Tom Cats, I call this meeting to order. . Dave: tLeans over to Jerryl He must be getting high-hat; he never did that before. ferry: Maybe he has a girl friend; who knows? Henry: We'll have to have a regular meeting today, boys; welve always acted like rowdies before and it has to stop. ferry: He,s got the same fever. Dave: The first sensible thing he ever said. Henry: Oh, keep quiet; you give me a headache! Sammy: Stop arguing. I thought this was an organized group. Abe: Please be still, fellows, and listen to me. ferry: Our eyes are wide open to catch every word. Henry: Said just like Spakesheare would have said it. Very poetic. Dave: Said like who? Hakespere? HenrygDonR you know? The fellow who wrote all those swell mystery stories. Abe: If you don,t keep quiet, Iill have to throw you out. Sammy: Sure, we understand perfectly. Harry: Ditto. ferry: Plus ditto. Abe: Now, Iill tell you fellows why we always get into trouble. We are- Harry: StOp, stop and stop. Dave: Harry, please sit down and be quiet. PageThirty THE SPECTATOR

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LOST IN A CAVE WITH only a flickering oil lamp lighting their way Dick and Timothy slowly moved about in the cave near their camp. The lamp glowed brilliantly for a moment and then faded. Groping in the dark, Dick stumbled and having no light they didn,t attempt to open the box. Dick then suggested that they take the box outside the cave. They started back, but after walking for several minutes and not finding the exit they realized they were lost. Tired and having nothing to do they went to sleep. They hoped that a searching party from the camp would find them. While they lay sleeping a stealthy creature crawled toward them and touched them. The boys awoke in terror and screamed. They felt something warm licking their faces. It was a dog, the camp mascot who had followed their trail. They fol- lowed the dog and were soon out of the dark cave. At camp surrounded by a crowd of fellows the box the boys found was opened. At the bot- tom lay a little book, faded and worn, with the word llDiary3l written in ink on its torn cover. It was, they later found out, the diary of a hermit. Dorothy Kraines, R03 COMPOSITE STO RY The following story was composed by each pupil of Class R34 contrib- uting one sentence. My class was walking through the park when Alice shouted, ccHelp! Help ll, Everybody turned, frightened, to the direction from where the shout came. Their eyes met Alicels whose eyes were sparkling with fear. There was the dog ready to bite Alice. We got sticks but we were afraid to strike the dog. After a minute of. thinking we all decided to make the noise of a cat. The noise didn,t help any, but made the dog slowly move toward the other children of the class, with a murderous look in his eyes. Though the Children knew it would do no good to run, they ran anyway, with the dog running after them. At last they came to an abandoned shack and they ran into it for shelter. When they were in the shack and the door tightly shut they turned around and there they saw an old man. They were so astonished they could not utter a word, stood still like dummies. The man had a fierce look on his face, but said in a kind voice, gWhat would you prefer, chocolate ice cream or strawberry? HIRAM CONQUERS THE BIG CITY In the Schmidfs farm house Maw Schmidt is pleading with her son, Hiram, not to leave his home. Hiram refuses to listen to his parents warn- ing, that he will surely fail in the strange and large city of 'New York. The prophecies of Maw Schmidt were true. THE SPECTATOR lVithin three short months we find our young, and ambitious hero, Hiram, shining shoes at Union Square. Now my friends the moral of this story is: llThe F ather makes hay while the son shines? Leon Cohen, 9A3 Page Twenty-nine

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H arry .' Abe, I want to tell you something. Henry: What now? Abe: Speak up, Harry. H arry : I wish we could have the meeting tonight. Abe: Why? Harry: Iim sure some of us want to eat sometime and my stomach is about as thick as my small intestine. Sammy: That gets my vote. Abe: O. K.; the meeting is adjourned. tCURTAINl Act II. t The boys are returning to their meeting place. Dave and Harry are still outl ferry: We better put something before that window. Somebody might get suspicious. Give me that black rag you got there, Sammy. I think that will do. I Sammy: Hey, where do you get that stqu-a black rag? Do you realize that this is my coat? I feel like boxing your ears. ferry: All right, all right. I canit see well by this candle light. Sammy: What you need is glasses. Henry: I feel sick. Abe: From what? ferry: Ahh! Our dear friend Henry might be slow in most things. But when it comes to eating, nobody ever gets ahead of him. Henry: I wish you would lay off of me, you hunk of tripe. Abe: Give me your coat, Sammy. I want to hang it over the window. tHe takes the coatl I think I see Dave and Harry coming. Sammy: I thought he was your friend. Abe: Of course he is. Pm not jealous. Do you think that Pm a girl? Sammy: I didnit mean it that way. Abe: Forget it. ferry: I think I hear them coming up the stairs now. Daveis got his dog with him. tTo Davel Hey Dave, leave your dog downstairs; he might get mixed up with the meeting. Dave: tFrom belowy O. K. Henry: I wonder why the dog is here? ferry: I wish you would stop talking; it gets on my nerves. Henry: Is that so? tEnter Dave and Harryy H arry : Let us proceed with the meeting. Abe: I call this meeting to order. Dave: Same here. Abe: Keep quiet. Do you want to say anything Jerry? THE SPECTATOR Page Thirty-one