Walt Whitman Junior High School - Pioneer Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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At this he turned and snorted, n0h yeah?U nYeah,H Linda mimicked. Uwell, you have to catch me firstln This started a tiring chase for Linda CBertram never seemed to'tir6 all over the house: under the ta- ble, over the couch, around the piano, through the cellar, upstairs downstairs, until Linda flopped down on the couch ready to surren- der. Finally, never giving in, she caught him at eleven o'clock P.M. and had to tie him to his bed be- fore he settled down. The next night she figured he needed something to interest him in order to keep him preoccupied After rummaging through her old toys, she came up with a bubble gum machine in which toy money is placed and out of which bubble gum comes. This fascinated Bertram. Linda happily went into the kit- chen to fix herself a snack feeling that her problems were solved. Bvi dently she was wrong. When she re- turned to the living room, she found bubble gum stuck to every- thing: rug, chairs, lamps, every- thing of any possible value. After another shorter but just as lively chase as the previous night, she got Bertram to bed, only to settle down to a busy night cleaning the gum from the living room. By the next night Linda knew all the angles. She mentioned casually as she came in, UBertram, let's play a nice quiet game like cow- boys and Indians tonight.n uOkay2n he agreed. As Bertram turned to get his guns and cowboy hat, Linda picked up a rope Cone of his many playthings scattered about the floor! and grabbed him. Catching him off guard, she tied him to a chair and gagged his mouth. This may not have been the most admirable treatment of an imagin- ative child but it did the trick. After an hour and a half without T.V. or destruction, Bertrahxchangei GTA J-'If' . ' fx ., . 1 ,,, fi .Nw X fix I XX N, . fy ez W 1' his l X ,-gfKln ,!1 .1 Q P K '65 ','v. V' 5 'T :Mp Q 1-A M--. v-Q-4 6223! Z.,-2 Q g X his attitude towards Linda com- P1efe1Y. Now he was afraid of her and behaved nicely when she was around. His parents were amazed at this miracle and gave Linda a steady job as his keeper Cso to speakj, q SO, Linda got her new'forma1f She was very proud of herself and felt very happy as Saturda i ht and the Njunior Hopn drew Keir? . She was the belle of the ball d owed it all to Bertram, an Maureen Nolan 35

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INVENTION IS THE MQTHER OE NECESSITY NBertram, stop throwing rocks at me,N shouted Linda irritably as she ducked another missile aimed at her head. Linda was in the un- fortunate position of living next door to Bertram, the baby-sitter's nightmare. UI've got more important mat- ters to worry about than Bertram,H Linda thought to herself. She des- perately needed money for a new white formal for the njunior Hopn next week. Her father was not in a very charitable mood after she had stepped on and crushed his new twelve dollar pipe - accidentally- the other day. How could she raise seventggn dollars in one week now that her'al1owance was being cut off for a month to pay for the pipe? ,.,-, ,, ,...--- .Y - ...----- - - --f f ---'Y v Normally she would not resort to 34 1 Ia n ff' Juni Gel9Wf such drastic measures, but she was desperate and was willing to do anything for the money. The answer: UBertram3H Bertram's parents had been looking for a baby-sitter for months Call the others never retur- ned after one night with Bertraml, The harrassed parents were willing to pay anything for a baby-sitter now. So, Linda summoned up her cour- age, went next door, and rang the bell. when she told Mrs.Byer that she wanted to baby-sit for her, Mrs.Byer almost fainted, but re- covered quickly before Linda could get away. Thus it was arranged that Linda would baby-sit for three nights at six dollars a night, rather ex- pensive for the Byers, but Bertram was an exceptional case. However, Mrs.Byer stressed that once Linda started she couldn't give up after one night and take six dollars, she had to go through three com- plete nights before she would be paid. Linda meekly agreed. The first night, Linda was due to report at 8 P.M. She bravely walked over, rang the bell, was wished good luck, and then was left alone for a treacherous night with Bertram, The evening started off very calmly since Bertram was engrossed in T.V. Westerns until nine o'clock She knew something would happen, but said firmly, UBertram you have to go to bed now.H

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CLAUSTROPHOBIA It must have been the sudden jolt that woke him up. Slowly things began to jell. The inky blackness was frightening. But where was he? He felt a soft pad- ding about his chest and legs. He tried to get up but he couldn't. It was so unearthly quiet he could hear his heart beating. Just then a thumping sound brought him out of his reverie. He fought with his memory for a clue to his where- abouts. Finally he remembered. Everyone had thought it was claustrophobia that had drawn him to flying, and it probably was. Ever since he had gone up in his friend's plane, flying through space became his chief goal. Since money was no object, he bought only the best of planes and equip- ment. He paid no attention when 36 JOURNEY WITH A MAD MAN I opened the door and there he 1 stood pointing a gun at me. He pushed his way into the houseand started mumbling all sorts of crazy things. At that moment, there was a bulletin over the radio, UMad man escaped from insane asylumn. He fired two shots at the radio and grabbed me by the hand. We got into an old car and he began driving at a high rate of speed. As we rounded the sharp curves, all kinds of thoughts raced through my mind. At 4 that moment, I looked down and to my surprise what should be lying on the floor of the car but a revolver The second he turned his head, I reached for the gun. I pointed it straight at him and told him this ' was the end. I tightened my grip on the gun, closed my eyes, and clenched my teeth. Just as I was about to pull the trigger, he gave a loud moan. I looked up to see his body slump back. He had died from heart failure. My pointed gun was too much for him! , Gail I the doctornsaiduflying will affect your heart. It was on his last flight that it happened. His heart conked out, and after the tail H spin and crash, they had given him i up for dead. The stark terror of being nbur- y ied aliven suddenly hit him. The darkness and the thumping over- whelmed him. The scraping of the shovel, the resounding of the earth filling in a grave, the darkness--- He screamed like a madman. He was closed in. The thick walls of the coffin were immovable. He was per- spiring, and he fought for self- control. with all his strength he pushed against the coffin, but the shoveled earth had weighted it down. Before long he gasped for breath. Finally he blacked out. Jeffrey Harris w sikoff