Sonora Union High School - Green and Gold Yearbook (Sonora, CA)

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-11 - GREEN AND GOLD - l-1- Hands up, one of them cried, and covered Jeanne with a pistol. Do you seek my life? cried De Matte Now, what 'ud we do wid dat? Just then a sweet plaintive voice arose in the darkness. IT WAS THE SINGING VASE. The four men stood spell-bound, a love-light shone in the eyes of De Matte, and awe and wonder, not a little mixed with fear, in the eyes of the ruffians. There it is, can three of us tote it? asked one of the thieves. At last De Matte realized the intentions of these men,-they were going to steal away the voice that he loved. Never! he would rather see it in mins. So picking up a short saber, that he had often noticed lying on a table close by, he struck at the vase. There was a loud crash and a cry of Jeanne Someone struck a light, and there in the midst of the shattered glass crouched Marie. Father made me do it, she sobbed, I'm the voice, J eanne. I might have known it was you, said Jeanne, as he folded her in his arms. I couldn't have loved anything else. ww iii' -Page 26-

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l GREEN AND Goto - - The Singing Vase EILEEN SIZINE '16 HE DUSTY LITTLE curio shop of Monsieur Dumeras, after standing for many years obscure and unnoticed, on a dreary little street in Paris, had suddenly become one of the most talked of and most visited places in Europe. A wonderful porcelaine vase had made its sudden appearance in this little shop. It wasn't the beauty nor the workmanship of the vase, that brought visitors from all over the world to see it. But this indeed, was a queer vase, for it could sing in a most beautiful voice many strange songs. Dumeras told that the vase was found in some ancient Egyptian ruins, but when questioned as to how he obtained it, he was strangely silent. Dumeras had a lovely daughter, Marie, who loved, and had been loved in retum by a prospering young Parisian, named Jeanne de Matte. But of late Marie had noticed a cooling of hor lover's ardor. De Matte had thought that he loved Marie, but since hearing the vase sing, he had fallen madly in love with tne voice, and try as he might, he found it impossible to remain true to the little French girl. Donaldson, an American millionaire and collector of curios, heard of the wonderful singing vase and offered Dumeras three thousand dollars for it. The old man's eyes glittered greedily, and he almost reached his hand for the check, but still he stubbornly refused. Donaldson, unused to being thwarted in his plans, and always using foul means to gain what he could not obtain by fair, employed some of the cleverest thieves in Europe to steal the vase from Dumeras. On the night of the robbery, Jeanne de Matte was unable to sleep. It seemed to him that his beloved vase was in some grave danger. He tried to brush away these superstitions, as he called them, but sleep would not come. So acting on an impulse, Jeanne arose and made his way to the curio shop. The Dumeras had taken him into their confidence and told him of a secret entrance, so he found it easy to gain access into the roam where the vase was kept. Jeanne sat down with his head resting against the vase, and sleep soon overcame him. Some time passed, when a door was softly opened and a white-rubed figure stepped into the room. It was Marie. A look of alarm crossed her face but it passed into a smile of indescriabable tenderness, when she recognized the sleeper. It was close to midnight, when Jeanne was suddenly awakened by a noise. Springing to his feet, he listened intently. There was no mistake, someone was surely entering the shop. De Matte was unarmed, and as he looked around for something to defend himself with, three large figures appeared in the door. -Page 25-

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.....l.-. GREEN AND Gow -i---- An Adventure In a Stage-Coach - ALMA FITCH '16 T WAS THE year 18- on a delightful summer morning, when a crowd of miners were all talking together and exclaiming over the large pocket just taken from the Bonanza. It was so large that a human being could not lift it alone. One old miner said, The messenger will have to keep a pretty careful lookout or I miss my guess. Yes, that's so Bill, ehimed in another minerg I fear there will be a little trouble with the highwaymen. They always seem to get wind of it some- how, when a big pocket has been struck. Well here comes the stage, shouted the men, the little group broke up to gn down to the hotel and watch the passengers off. The old stage coach lumbered up to the door, and a thin old lady and a florid faced Dutchman got in. After the treasure was snugly packed into the boot , under the driver's feet, the express messenger got in, and with a crack of the whip the old stage went down the street. The driver told the messenger to keep a sharp lookout near the bluff on table mountain and in the bend of the road a little this side of Milton. There is where we usually meet the robbers, he explained. The stage had gone along with nothing happening over half the way to Milton, when coming near the bend in the road, two masked men jumped out of the bushes and with pistols leveled at their heads ordered hands up . The stage came to a standstill, und one robber stood at the horse's head with his pistol leveled at the driver, while the other climbed upon the wheel and demanded the passengers' money. The old lady was terribly frightened, but the Dutchman said, I'll geef you theses, and with a blow knocked the robber off the wheel. Quick ns light- ening the driver lashed the horses, and was nearly thrown out by the pulling on the reins. The messenger, who was armed to the teeth, fired a shot, then both climb- ed into the bottom of the stage, while bullets whizzed over their heads, and around them, The old stage was lurching from one side of the road to the other, but the horses kept up their mad mn, till all arrived in Milton, badly shaken up, hut with the treasure untouched. ' The driver now follows another calling, but still proudly wears a gold watch and chain, presented to him by the Wells Fargo K: Co. for his oct of bravery. --Page 27-