Superior Cathedral High School - Memories Yearbook (Superior, WI)

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,fl5j,2?-f. se' ,ig Sf if,fU'1 T M' by ful' 5 . A! . 9Ved the Qea.ce jifakerv ain't no use, that's all, remarked Ned McGrath, as he kicked his desk. Tain't . I say, I jus' can't make Pat see that l can't stan' that guy hangiln' aroun' her. He thi s he's too pesky smart that's what he does. Ned dis iked arvey because he trefated him like a two-year-old, as he expressed it. Shucks,f' was all he said as he gave his desk another vicious kick before leaving. It was tliree-thirty and he had no intentions of staying a minute longer than necessary in sc oo . Across the street Ned's friend, Louis Larson, was standing when he observed Pat I' and her new beau, Mr. Harvey Healy, walking blithely along. He slid under the hedge at the far end of the street and ran around to the back of Ned's home. He paused at !!VQ Q f li., I G Elf: if Q 7 . ff W the back door and gave a shrill whistle. In less than a minute Ned with his curly yellow ff ' 'hair tossed about, appeared. A ' Ned explained in a business-like manner, I don't like that Healy guy, and I I f wanta get him outa the wayf, LAL S'matter with him?' asked Larson. X Well-a-you see it's this way. When Pat is aroun' why he's nice as pie to me, K lx but when she's not, he pokes fun at my curly hair. I tell you I won't stan' for that guy X . K hangin' aroun' her, and I'm going to write him a note and tell him so. After a fruitless search for paper Ned tore the flyleaf out of a book and with a pencil as stubby as himself, he prepared to write . A dispute arose over the form of address. Ned insisted on putting Harvey, while his friend declared that by all means they must have Master before his name. They finally compromised however on merely NIr. Healy. The opinions differed on every point, but the following note was at last folded and put in an envelope, ready for its delivery. Dear Mr. Healy-I don't like you to go around with Pat and don't go again or I'll get angry and become vicious. I may have yellow curly hair but I also have an Irish NED McGRATH. You don't need to believe it if you don't care to but it's the truth. Harvey was very upset about the note and the next day he made just horrible mistakes in his classes. And he never again called on Pat. the new eoiscopate and the Cathedral perforce became the dream structure of the future. Bishop Pinten, however, was generously instrumental in starting the erection of the magnificent Cathedral of Christ the King, which has been so aptly described by a visitor as The white gem by the blue sea. It was through the benevolence of Bishop Pinten, too, that the Sisters were pre- sented with the beautiful home which they now occupy. Before the coming of Bishop Pinten the nuns had been living in four cottages near the school. These were quite inadequate and when the large house on Belknap was given them the Sisters were grateful for the comfort and convenience afforded them. temper, and I'll use it on you if necessary. C9ne gfundred Qer Gent Sack may Oofl Get out of my road. Ouch! Yes the Senior class are in the lead. What? X How could they be when the Freshmen class have so many students out selling tickets? Fx Oh! No wonder Tom McGill has been selling tickets? No, the rest of the Senior class are doing their best to get the percentage mark. Here comes some more money for the junior Class. No, the Sophomores are still at the tail end of the procession. These were the questions, answers and exclamatiovs thrown about like radio static on the night air, when the students of Cathedral High School had gathered in front of the bulletin board. School would close at noon. if a hundred per cent would be at- tained by all the high school classes, especially the Sophomores. The Sister changed first one amount and then another. Boy, the tickets seemed to be going right and left. Whatl That per cent is the Sophomores. There must he no spirit behind that bunch of slackers. Only twenty per cent is all they could get. Hilarious shouting, scrambling, and wide-open mouths joined in the booing of the Sophomore class. A slap on the back, a shove, and a get going seemed to have no effect on them and their spirit. The nine o'clock bell rang with an alarming clearness. The clamor died out as if magic still prevailed. Everybody seemed to be waiting for the final answer. Off at noon or the day spent in drudgery. Assembly was called'w1th fheunusual vigor of the classmates. The rush ended in a perfect silence, when the students seated themselves. f Father announced that no classes would be excused or no free day would be 1 given. A mournful Oh--was the answer. K X .. Ffa tf553,,: 'sf C C QTHLQN

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