Shortridge High School - Annual Yearbook (Indianapolis, IN)

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pottering around the store, when the voice of his better-half broke the stillness. I noticed that the soap was almost gone on the shelf this after- noon. You'd better get some more out and put it up while I get supper. Pa, to all appearances, did not hear. He deliberately pulled his old wicker chair out into the afternoon sunshine and lit his pipe. The clatter of dishes, the sizzling of grease in the skillet and the aroma of coffee told that supper was nearly ready. Still he sat passive. Pal came a voice from the kitchen, and again, Pal This time he was silent for a good reason. He had backed against the wall, arms stretched above his head, and eyes on the muzzle of a gun. Two masked men had stepped from a machine in front and taken him by surprise. We need money bad, said the taller, jerking his thumb in the direction of the filling station, and he didn't have much. Just be quiet awhile and don't yell, because it's dangerous. The other emptied the money from the till, scraped it into a sack hastily emptied of salt, and began to rummage through the drawers. Pal came the voice again in dangerous tones. No answer. Pal come to supper immediately! And Pa, inwardly blessing the strangers who had thus assisted him in daring to begin his long fight for freedom, answered, Wait a few' minutes, Ma. I'm busy now. -ALICE DIMMICK, '23. s' me ef? , as i e ii-fda., I-IOW WE,5 UDY . it MX 61354, ' W ALBGA discovered the Pacific 3' Balboa discovered the Pa- Qfv Q cinc in-what did you say? Oh, yes, I'm just crazy to have my hair bobbed, but dad would just rave. Oh, I ef' never will learn this history. Balboa discovered the Pa- Q '+I A Q ci-fic in-oh, I never will get this history, but you-know, . ,bi kid, Tin just crazy about French. Why, I've taken it for J I on yu tiree weeks and already I can introduce phrases in iq If conversation. Let me see, we were to learn to conjugate' L. parler lor tomorrow. Je parle,Vtu parle, il-oh, I cut my bangs last night and dad just 1'aved. .Let's see-je parle, tu parle, il-I think I'll get this Frenchin study hall to- morrow, and get my physiography now. Are the planets inhabited? You know I think they are, but-oh, you aren't going, Mary? Yes, it always wcars me out to study hard this way all evening. Well, see you tomorrow'! ' -KATHRYN SVVAIN, '23, EQETQ5,