Somerville High School - Radiator Yearbook (Somerville, MA)

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8 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR “Mbat’s tit a IRtcIthame” 36)? GlaD :s IDacha , T3 y » TJ RAXFIELD SEMINARY was nearly deserted by its young students. In lad only two remained, and these Vi'ere ‘1,1 the morn of their departure. ----------i Both the girls were eagerly pack- ing away their clothes. Ethel was kneeling before a wide-opened trunk examining her pictures which had just arrived from the photographer's. Doris Dinsmore, her roommate, was cleaning her section of the room. Doris. called Ethel to her friend, who was at that moment taking down some banners, “my pictures have just come; want to sec them? They are not bad. Indeed I do, Teeny. exclaimed Doris, using her pet name for her chum. ‘Tor Heaven’s sake! don’t call me that. Any- one would think that you were talking to a kitten. I haven’t got used to it yet and never shall. Here, what do you think of them?” If you don’t stop grumbling at what I call you now Ell call you ‘Teeny I key.’” retorted Doris, laughing and taking the pictures. Kindly leave tile ‘Ikey’ off then whatever you do! Don’t make it worse.” “'Hie pictures are simply great!” replied Doris. “Will you do me a favor?” “What?” asked Ethel. ‘‘Do you want one?’’ Xo. I don’t want one. I want two.” Two. What do you want two for?” “Well. I’ll tel! you. I have a cousin Donald of whom you have heard -me speak frequently.” Ethel nodded assent. I have described you to him and have told him many times what a dear girl you are. He doesn’t believe me because he fell in love with a young girl and it seems she jilted him, so Mr. Donald doesn’t believe that there is another young girl existing whom he can love, see?” finished Doris. Ethel laughed. “You little scheming match- maker! There is a saying that ‘children shouldn’t play with fire.’ ” At first Ethel was reluctant but finally yielded. “Good!” exclaimed Doris, “I am going to mail it now.” “Oh. dear.” complained Ethel. “Just to think. Doris, that we have been together these four years and that now even this is going to end. Of course I ought not to feel this way especially as I am going home, but since mother died, it doesn’t seem so much like home, bather is very good, but his business takes up most of his time. Oh, by the way. the last time he wrote he said that he had discharged the housekeeper sc» that I could attend to those duties. If I didn’t like it he would get another one. Isn’t he a dear? This year I have my brother too, he graduated this month from college. Besides I am going to have you with me for some time this winter. It is awfully good of your mother to let you go away out to Califor- nia uist to sec me.” “Yes, Teeny, and you’ll have to return home with me. Think of that!” But. how I’m going to miss you, now! Every- thing that is good seems to end so soon for me,” she sighed, with a far-away look in her eyes. Then she looked at the solitaire on the third finger of her left hand. Doris noticed the direction of her glance. For four years these two girls had been good friends. Once Doris had asked Ethel if the diamond ring had been the gift of her father, but tears had come to Ethel's eyes as the latter shook her head but still she offered no explanation. Doris never again tried to force her friend’s confidence—a fact which Ethel had noticed and for which she was grateful. October with beautiful clear weather was at hand. Ethel was sitting out on the long veranda waiting patiently for the hour to come which would bring Doris to California. Soon her brother drove up in the automobile to take her to the station. “Call father. Ethel. He said lie wanted to go, too,” said Chester. In less time than it takes to tell it they were speeding down the beautiful avenue toward the depot. Just as they arrived the train was pulling in. “What a long train! T wonder in which car she is.” said Ethel, craning her neck to see bet- ter. “Chester, if you see her before I do be sure to tell me.” admonished Ethel, forgetful that Chester had been away at school on Doris’s last visit, when they lived in Oregon. “How can I. sis, when T don’t know her.” an- swered her brother, but he might as well have ad- dressed his words to the wind. “Oh, there she is!” shouted Ethel, running to

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SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 7 was a terrible crash: splinters flew in all direc- tions: the hitherto panting engine came to a dead stop; Rob and Barney were thrown against the side of the cab and knocked unconscious, while the voice of Monte Mack directed his men at work. “Bind the conductor and brakemen—also those two kids, and get to work at the second coach. Wait a minute, here is the key to the door. I found it in his pocket. he yelled. Meanwhile. Bob had recovered consciousness, and upon calling. Barney three times he re- ceived a faint answer of Arc you there. Bob? Where arc we?” “I think we are in the cab. What happened, anyway? It seemed as if a thousand stars dropped. Oh. my head is split! Hark! what is that noise? asked Bob in a subdued whisper. “It must be somebody at work at the safe: now I remember; the train was stopped. We are bound! What are we going to do? As luck would have it Bob espied a small sharp- edged piece of tin amongst the coal. Slowly working his way on his stomach, lie at last, after ten minutes’ of hard work, got the dull edge of the tin in his mouth. Another period of hard work, and he was near Barney, then alongside, sawing the cords that bound his wrist. Hurrah! they arc cut enough for Barney to break them! Barney fell back ex- hausted. The rest was easy. Barney untied Bob’s ankles, found his knife, which the outlaws had foolishly left in his pocket, and freed both. We arc indeed in luck, said Bob, there is no guard in front of the door of the money coach. Monte Mack is not so wise as he thinks he is. Ready! ’Sh! Easy! Creep along near the ground! Now we arc near the door. Can I believe my eyes? Monte Mack has left the key outside in the lock? He has! Did you ever sec such luck, Bar- ney? No. niver! solemnly replied Barney. In the meantime while this was going on. the outlaws were trying in vain to burst open the safe. Suddenly, just as they were going to open their dynamite kit. they heard the sharp closing of a door, and the click of a key in the lock. Now they were the prisoners, and it was in vain that Monte Mack and his gang cursed and kicked the door, demanding to be let out: they blamed each other for not having forethought to place a guard over the boys. Each now saw that his self-com- placency and boasting had led to his capture, which would in return lead to death: for Monte Mack was wanted on several counts for murder. But it was too late. “Well, now that was a foinc deed! said Bar- ney. Don’t crow. returned Bob. we are not out of the woods yet. Hurry! Find the conductor and brakemen. then come back here, and we wilt begin to clear the track. The three men were very proud of Bob. but as there was plenty of work to be done, no time was wasted in talking. After the track was cleared, and Barney had gotten steam up. Bob once more took his seat at the throttle of Old Trusty. pulled it open, and after three hours’ journey they drew up along- side the platform of the station in Saskatoon, three hours late. Oid John Higgins, the head boss of all the gangs, was on hand to meet them, accompanied by three sheriffs and eight miners who were to help transport the money to the bank. When Bob told his story, people’s eyes began to grow large. I can hardly believe it.” said one sheriff. There is a reward of $5,000 out for his capture, and we shall be glad to pay it to the pluckiest lad we ever met—the capturer of Monte Mack, the famous outlaw. Whoop her up. boys, three cheers! Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! Bob blushingly thanked the men for their com- pliments. and reminded them that the outlaws were in the second coach. With the miners’ aid, the sheriffs soon had the prisoners cowed, and after the money was trans- ported to the bank, they were confined in the jail. It would take too long to tell you of Bob when he got home with the reward and receipt of the money; of the president's thanks; of his mother’s pride, and so. to make a long story short, we will say that Bob was promoted to be superintendent of the Western division, and Barney to be an en- gineer. and will leave them to enjoy the reward of their courage. The Senior class greatly regret that Miss Isabel Petrie has been obliged to give up her school work. Miss Petrie has suffered much from ill health, but with heroic courage has persevered to the Senior year. She hopes to be sufficiently recovered to return next year. The class extend their sympathy and good wishes to her.

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SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 9 the steps of tlie car where a girl with a valise was at that moment descending. Hardly had she landed when, dropping her bag, both the girls were locked in each other's arms. By this time Mr. Stone and Chester had ap- proached. so Ethel introduced her friend to her brother after Mr. Stone had given her a hearty handshake. I'll take your bag, Doris,” said Mr. Stone. Chester and Ethel, take care of Doris. The ride home was very different from the one to the station. Ethel and Doris spoke so much, and so fast, that Mr. Stone began to wonder if the girls knew what they were talking about. Soon they stopped before a beautiful large yellow house. Welcome to our home. exclaimed Chester as he opened the door and helped the girls to alight. What a beautiful place you have here. Teeny! exclaimed Doris. Here. Sam. take these bags,” ordered Mr. Stone of the servant who had opened the house door. Now. Doris, you arc to share my room with me. explained Ethel as the two girls were going up the stairs arm in arm. That will be great, kiddo,” answered Doris, who did not like the idea f staying alone. While Doris was taking off her garments she glanced around the room. Her eyes soon wan- dered to the mantelpiece, where to her surprise she saw the picture of a young man. At once she became interested and walked over to it. How do you happen to have—? but stopping in the middle of her question and quickly turning to Ethel, she asked instead: What a fine looking chap! Who is he. Teeny? But seeing a pained expression on her companion’s face, she added: Never mind about it. now. You can tell me some other time.” After several questions had been answered about girls with whom they used to associate when at school. Doris said: Teeny, you remember that picture of yours I sent Don. Well, he is head over heels in love with you. Hm—there arc stacks of things I'd like to tell you but I have promised never to utter a word. Really, it is too funny for anything. she finished in peals of laughter. “What disconnected sentences, Doris! It must be funny if it strikes you that way. As to your cousin’s falling in love with me. that’s nonsense! A mere joke in fact! Remember that he has not seen the reality. Tell me your secret, you myster- ious creature! Come, let us go to supper, and afterwards I hope you’ll think it over and tell me.” if « On a large settee under an enormous apple tree sat Doris and Chester. Their conversation seemed interesting to both, the ending of which was emphasized by a nod from Doris and immedi- ately a solitaire was placed on Doris’s finger. Then, she jumped up but was caught by Chester and made to resume her seat. Bulling out a colored envelope, he showed it to Doris. The con- tents proved to be a telegram. What a surprise this contains for Teeny!” What surprises are in store for her. you mean, don’t you. dear? he asked, at which the poor girl blushed as any other girl would have done had she been in her place. But really. Chester, said Doris for the hun- dredth time. You can’t imagine how surprised I was when you told me that he was a coiicge chum of yours. All your folks know him well, then. No wonder lie is so anxious to come here and claim his bride. Oh. but didn’t 1 have all I could do to keep quiet when I saw his picture on Teeny's mantelpiece. What a story a diamond ring and a framed picture can tell!” she finished mysteriously. You see by the telegram that he’ll be here within half an hour. Let’s go to the station. Ethei won’t know the difference. I’ll get the machine and when we return with him we’ll tell her that sombody is downstairs wishing to sec her. then.— exit for us. All right. laughed Doris. They were soon winding their way towards the depot. From her window Ethel saw the machine going out of the grounds. Of all things! That certainly beats all!” she ejaculated. Chester monopolizes Doris so much these last few days that I hardly have time to see her. They certainly enjoy each other’s company. I wonder if Chester is seriously in love with her or just flirting. I gave him a good warning. He must be in love with her.” she mused. Mv. how dusty that mantelpiece is!” so ex- claiming she started taking away the ornaments one bv one, until she came to the framed picture of a handsome young man, tall and light com- plected. four years her senior. His large blue eyes seemed to watch every expression of her face. After looking steadily at it for a long time she murmured: Frank, what made you stop loving me? If you thought you had made a mistake in