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

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Joan didn't answer but she sobbed softly. When the girls went home for lunch, Mr. Blake insisted the girls return Patch to Mr. Jamison After the girls had their lunch, they walked to the paddock and Lori mounted Prince while oan J mounted Patch. They rode along in silence until Lori exclaimed sadl Ulf we could have kept Patch, he would be yours and Prince would be mine.U Joan agreed, Ult would have been grand.U Upon reaching Mr. Jamison's farm, the girls were greeted warmly by the farmer. He thanked them sincerely and added, nSince you girls were nice enough to bring my horse home, I'd like to give you the reward of fifty dollars The girls thanked him and bid farewell to Patch. Perhaps it was the pathetic way Joan whispered good-bye to Patch or the tears in both girls' eyes, but something made Mr. Jamison call out, HLOI1, Joan, in case you're interested, Patch is for sale for fifty dol- lars.H And so Lori and oan Blake J left with a new horse and gay hearts. Dorothy Urman

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I zjggi, jfs?- 6 4, it 1' asnt ,,y EEL, A V J ff i ! .,, I, eggff 33 L tis! .iiip ::QIL', gL,,, f 2 1 - ' Q if 'G , , gi , l qv ,gf : . i 2? :3 Si V 6 ,fa if, gg, X Y -Q' ff .f ' , fir ' OTTO u This may sound strange, but this is a story of UOtto the Intelligent Swordtail.H The place is an aqua- rium in Mr. Banks' Fish Mart. Mr, Banks, an elderly gentleman who has seen his best years, is now doing his daily chores which include the feeding of the inhabitants of his fourteen tanks and other duties, I think the story about Otto would have gone something like this: 5 stream of bubbles arose from behlnd a rock. Not alarmed at all, Joe CMr. Banksl said, NA1l right Otto! Chow timeln Out from behind a rock swam a Swall SW0Idtai1. Suddenly the tish's mouth opened and a long line of bubbles met the surface, they began to create words. Finally joe deciphered what the fish was saying, nThank You, joe,H was his delayed answer. Without warning Otto darted back behind the rock. He had heard a customer come in. Mr. Banks, who was hard of hearing, had not. The customer, a real fish fancien exclaimed, HI want that fish you just fed.U Mr. Banks said, HI'm sorry. That fish isn't for sale.N Ulf you want my business, you give me that fish now,H said the man. . HAll right! All right! I'l1 give it to you.H Joe picked up the net that poor Otto detested, and proceeded to transfer Otto into a small plastic bag half filled with water. The customer completed the transaction and handed the fish to a small boy. In the ride home the small boy jugg- led Otto until Otto felt seasick from all the action. The arrogant customer, Mr. Lambfft was asked by his GQUa11Y arrogant son James if he could put the DSW fish in their twenty gallon tank, His father consented, and the b0Y ran into the house. AS he Sklmmed into the living room, he strode over to the aquarium and rough1Y Poufed poor orto into the tank.. Here Otto met some more typeS of flsh than he had ever seen before. Though pretty, Otto began to be a pest. He chased guppies all over the tank, and constantly Jumped. clear out of the uncovered aqarium. This humiliated Mr. Lambert and his son wept when Otto was taken back to Mr. Banks' Fish Mart. However, there was no weeping in the fish mart. Mr. Banks was quite overjoyed. what happened to Otto? They say he lived to a ripe old agef--and continued to amuse Joe until his death. Andrew Weiss 39