St Joseph High School - Sachem Yearbook (St Joseph, IL)

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. 6 .., MQ V J. ,I A 'A ev Q -4 ff: A L T fi 'ii 'i i. P ' ,gill ill W p if ,, ' ig' my jr A s 5 lu t i I ' 1 I4 .5 , , I W ,, i NI 4 . 'T AUTUMN What thoughts this word inspires! Thoughts of long walks through the woods, with the dry leaves rustling and cracking under the shuffling feet. Pic- ! nics and weiner roasts in the quiet evening when the sun goes down. Gorgeous Q sunsets of the bright colors--red, purple, and orange slowly fading into the more delicate and softer tones as night comes stealing. The bare black trees standing W out bold and dark against the background like deformed elves and witches with weird bodies and arms-arms seemingly seeking something just beyond reach, striving to reach that something but in vain. Pumpkins lying about the corn shocks which remind us of the lndian wigwams, outlined in the light of the harvest moon. Birds migrating to the south to return in the spring. ll The crisp, spicy air of autumn mornings whips color into pale cheeks and ll Hlls every one with pep and vigor. ls Football games, arousing the spirit of all the fans. People going from town to town or state to state to see their team play, to root for them. Auumn, beyond doubt, is the gayest and loveliest of all seasons. RUTH PH1LL1Ps. l e JERRY'S CHRISTMAS , W It was the night before Christmas and little Jerry, the street waif, roamed the streets looking for a place to sleep. As he passed down the street he noticed that all the shop windows were brightly lighted and that Christmas decorations were everywhere. Nearing a large brick house he heard sounds of merriment from within. He was naturally a timid child but growing bolder, he advanced to the window. 4 ' There in the middle of the room were three children and their father and mother. Their beaming countenances seemed to light up the whole room which was dark except for a candle on the mantle. What was that shimmering, dazzling thing in the corner? He looked closer. Behold! lt was a Christmas tree! A little earlier in the evening he had seen one in the shop window. The tinseled branches and the candles in their settings made a sight so strange and new that it seemed almost heavenly to little Jerry. How his little heart yearned to be in sg by the Fire and to be happy and carefree like the little children in there. A The wind grew fiercer and soft snow started falling. While he stood there in A Q the cold looking at this beautiful apparition before him, all became dark. jerry . l ' gave a start. Was it all a dream? He could stand it no longer. He opened i i the window and climbed in. Slowly and stealthily he crept towards the corner. W il,'l'lil Now he could see! And now he could touch it! It sent new warmth into his will ' l half-frozen body. Q 4 it . He crept over to the tire and sat down to enjoy its heat and to warm his KA Pant' Tliirty-two il -:.f-i:::- ' 'C-, X i if E gp NV If 'mmf CX' .fb W N Y 1 fl ' 7 fi ' lllli. if fi wh. , wg.: '

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The boy now shifted the bag a little higher on his hip and prepared to trudge o Feeling something strangely like pity stirring in her hardened old heart, a peculiar mistiness over-spreading the sharpness of her black eyes making them soft and beautiful, Miss Avery hung far out the window and impulsively called, Here Boy, I want a paper. just bring it up to No. 409. The little urchin nodded and entered the Bonston Flats. P ' A Z 0911112 sinh 6611121 LITERARU SECTION Miss Avery s Reward V Iapers, paperslu came the shrill cry of a newsboy. Extra, Extra! X nn ,ii l 1 ' ,,,: dm :K x il ' X . I, IW, i 3.2 'in lji 0 C7 cz cv cn cv cw is 4 N c: ca ca ca ca cb cb cb NX Mildred Avery looked sourly out of her window for the small individual yelling so lustily below her. Miss Avery was fat and forty. She had plenty of money but she was troubled with nerves. She simply could not endure those terri- ble little newsboys yelling like so many wild Indians on the war path. Now as she Hung wide her window, she cast her sharp black eyes about searching for the small culprit. She saw him standing down there by a light post resting. The sharp threat she had intended for him died in her throat. The little chap must have been about ten. His closely cropped hair showed black against the white pallor of his skin. The day was cold and the boy's lips were blue and pinched. The blue blaze of his eyes above them somehow startled Miss Avery. They were mature for such a little thing and they shone from the whiteness of his face with a clear intense light that seemed to challenge the world-to defy it. He stood quite still there by the light post his thin little legs planted far apart. The shoes encasing the small feet were worn and pitifully shabby. His emaciated little body was wrapped in only a ragged, dirty, grey sweater. Over one shoulder, the white bag full of papers was slung, dragging one side of him down with their heaviness. l 'I I l is I , l P 5, il A few minutes later Miss Avery was opening the door for the dirty, shivering little newsboy. When he had given her the paper, and had turned to descend the stairs he felt Miss Avery's hand on his shoulder. 'l l Here Boy, she said, I've a lot of hot chocolate in here that I don't know what to do with. And say, Boy, do you like cookies ? The white face of the little urchin lighted. His lips parted in a delighted pill but boy, if you are, you're sugar coated. MARION BOTHNVELL. Page Thirty-one I l Wil, Gee, Lady, he marvelled, I've heard it said you was a heck of an old fqi 'A 5. cl W ' I . ' i .fb '1 x - -i ilk, ull..

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