Trivoli Community High School - Memoir Yearbook (Trivoli, IL)

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------ --fm? ---------- - Page Fifty-eight No reason Why has yet been found No reason given will do. 'Tis one of life's great mysteries That baflles every mind, Why friends you make at school, Lasting friendship you will find. It may be that the people Are moved to shout and jeer The Friend as just a past Idea you soon will sear, It may be but a gesture, By simple soul divine, When you always know you have A friend you can say Mine. C.A 6 Q

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The distance between the two boats was decreasing rapidly. It was two hundred yards, now a hundred and fifty, now fifty. The men stood up preparatory to boarding the yacht. Now! The time had come! They were alongside. The chief swung his heavy gun into action and jumped across the narrow strip of water, followed by ten husky men. In the meantime the pursued had not been idle. They had taken refuge in the chart room and were now demanding that the officers sur- render. Eleven forty-fours spoke instantaneously in reply, and a rush followed. The frail chart house gave way before three thousand and three hundred pounds of solid bone and muscle. The rest was easy. The men were covered and hand cuffed before they knew what had happened. The money was there. Package upon package of bills hold- ing one thousand dollars each and case after case of silver and gold. Jack looked, and as he looked, visions of things that so much money would buy floated before his eyes. When asked what he was thinking about, he replied, 'Tm meditatingf, The prisoners were taken to jail to await trial, and Jack and the ohficers returned to their respective duties-Jack to school, and the of- ficers to their posts. Three days later, Jack, getting the mail out of the box, dropped a long yellow envelope. When he picked it up, he saw that it had his name on it. Absently tearing it open he drew forth the contents. As he turned it over in his hand a slip of paper came into his view with his name written along the middle. Opposite was writing which amount- ed to one thousand dollars. He stood as if struck, and after coming to himself, rushed into the house wildly waving the check over his head. Now the name of John McFarlane is known nation-wide as a radio engineer. He says he owes his fame to the first thousand dollars. We hope that the science teacher has forgiven him. B. T., Class of'26. That School Friend No matter where you wander, No matter where you roam, No matter where you travel From mother and from home: One thing you will discover, One thing you will find out, Without the possibility Or shadow of a doubt. You never will forget a friend A chum you've made at school, Page Fifty-seven

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