St John Central High School - Centralite Yearbook (Bellaire, OH)

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njoioioip, o 0 riclibillicvixvidbiclicriaxidrirricnic 1 lioinioioioqbe 14 11 1880--1930 THE PROPI-IECY Huh! Did I hear right? It's up to me to write the prophecy? Well, I dont know anything about it. That's the only answer I could give when I was informed of the pending catastrophe. I kept thinking about it so much that when 3:30 came I had a splitting headache. Besides, Sister Wanted me to work at it that night and hand in the written evidence of my efforts the next morning. It was enough to make anybody sick. How could I see ten years ahead? After supper I betook myself to my room to cudgel my brain. I was hardly seated when at the door appeared Jimmy O'Brien, who, for some reason or other, wore a terrible look. He informed me that the coaches and officials of the two basketball teams that were to play that night cou1dn't make the superintendent of the Gravel Hill School come down to a reasonable price, therefore, the game was post- poned. Darn it, he said, if we had a gym of our own, we could have games any time we feel like it. As it is, no team can be sure of the gym. It makes me sick! Well, I'm sick too, I replied, I've got the prophecy to write, so you'd better beat it. So long! I was really sorry for him, for he'd rather play basketball than eat. It was true-St. John's boys needed a gym of their own. They were now in class A and played first class teams, and-well, why couldn't St. John's have a gym of their own? Why-- just build it. Surely the people would cooperate. How much would it cost anyway ?-Oh, I can't figure that out now, and if I don't get to work I'll be in for a bad day tomorrow. Now let's seeg what shall I put down for this guy ?-circus clown-cartoonist-Holy Moses! that idea of build- ing a gym keeps everlastingly popping up before me, and my head feels like a balloon tire! I'll put it on a pillow for a while, and see how it will work there.-There! that's better--much better! Now where was I?-Let me see 5-cartoonist-aviator-contractor.-Sure, Bernardfsince you are the contractor for the new gym, you can employ anyone you please. You say your foreman asks to take on two fellows' that look like tramps? Well, if he thinks they can do the work, it'll be all right-There goes that secre- tary's bell again. It keeps me on the jump these days. Did you ring for me, Father Wittman?-Yes, I think I can supply the entertainment for the cornerstone laying. I know a famous radio orchestra in Chicago, I'll wire them right away. And, Father, don't you think we should invite a few people of renown to help us celebrate? We could get that lady candi- date for Congress, Teresa Murray, and that Chicago Chief of Police, Harold O'Donnell--if Chicago can spare him, and I could also get in touch with Helen Lilly who runs a fruit stand there. In spite of the fact that she has a husband and a family of four to look after, she is developing quite a wonderful voice. All right, Father, I'll see to it right away.-This tele- graph office sure is big compared with the old one !-Yes, Alfreda, I'd like to have this wire sent out right away. Are you coming over for the cele- bration? You are? That's fine. Boy! I'm glad I sent that wire. They can all get here in two days and have a program ready for the cornerstone Piliifiililliliiiiblllilli T H E L A M P A D I S T lIl1iC7llb1fb1CSlI1lO 0:0

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