West Lebanon High School - Piker Yearbook (West Lebanon, IN)

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YIKER Franklin's First Visit to W. L. I had been walking in the woods and, being somewhat tired and in no hurry to get home, had lain down under a huge tree to rest. Presently I fell asleep and on waking found it a hard matter to get up, but once on my feet my strength seemed to come back to me. It was getting dark, so I thought I must hurry home, as the witches might find me alone in the woods and my friends would never hear of me again. I walked for sometime and thought it about time to be nearing home, when I discovered what seemed to be lights, hang- ing from poles set in the ground. In coming beneath one of these I found it to be a wire or something burning in a bottle. I marvelled at these facts, not remembering the lights being there, and thinking it the work of witches. I started on, wanting to get out of the neighbor- hood as soon as possible for fear they might still be near. I looked around and the sight I saw made me shudder. Coming down the road, right straight at me, was an awful monster with big eyes, which was making an awful noise, the like of which I had never heard. With one swift glance in its direction, I started running with all my might. 1 brought up against a nearby tree with a crash and thinking that fate had given me an avenue of escape I climbed up as fast as I could. It did not stop at my tree but kept tearing along the road toward town. I later learned that it was a Ford and nothing to fear whatever, but at the time, I thought it must be the devil himself. Being certain that I had not been seen, I climbed down and went on my way toward town, which I did not recognize at all. After wandering around a while, trying to find out where I was I came to the business part of town. Here I saw people all going the same direction. Oh! the horrible clothes these people wore. I hid my face in my hands for shame, then remembering that all the people wore that kind I followed the crowd. They went into a building and sat down. I supposed it was a church at first, but it wasn't. Present- ly some words appeared on the wall above and in front of us. They said Mack Senett's Bathing Beauties. Who was Mack Senett? I had never heard of him. Then some people came where the words had been. 1 will not describe them. One look was enough for me. l got up and ran outside and never stopped until I got out into the country. Soended my first visit to West Lebanon. -Orton Haupt, '23 The Lights That Failed As Little Boy Blue sped along on the highway to the prairies, at sixty per in his antique Interstate, with the soft hum of the engine purring its contentment on the familiarity of this macadamized via, and the canary birds and the nightingales crooning in the hedgerows, his heart was beating wild with joy because it seemed to him that with his Goldie Locks, his smooth-running Interstate, and a good Page 54

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YIKER I LITEK Favorite Books of Famous People Mr. Lehner: When a Man Marries-Mary R. Rhinehart. Miss Kelley: Our Mutual Friend-Charles Dickens. Miss Hughes: Vanity Fair-William M. Thackeray. Miss Daniel: The C1'ims0n Cocoanut-John H. Beith. Mr. Stuart: The Perfect Gentlemen-Ralph Bergengren. Mrs. Bowlus: Pair of Spectacles-Sidney Grundy. Marie Bowlus: The Poor Little Rich Girl-E. Gates. Estella Clem: Wanted: A Husband-S. H. Adams. Warren Chavers: Time, Place and the Girl-J. W. Harding. Christine DeBord: This Freedom-A. S. M. Hutchinson. Velma Evans: The Road to Understanding-Eleanor H. Porter Miles Haupt: Up From Slavery-Booker T. Washington. Clyde Strattan: The Little Shepherd of Kingdom Come-John Fox, Jr Marie Sandahl: Her Father's Daughter-Gene Stratton Porter. Orton Haupt: How He Won Her-Mrs. Southworth. Ishmael Ewen: The Light That Failed-Rudyard Kipling. Ethel Flesher: Won by Waiting-Mary J. Holmes. N 1 Leo Simmermon: Idle Thoughts of an Idle Fellow-Jerome B. Jerome. Opal Heck: Little Women-Louisa M. Alcott. Porter Williams: The Story of a Bay-Thomas B. Aldrch. Margaret Hamar: To Have and to Hold-Mary Johnston. Pag 9

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YIKER moon, nothing could be rarer than to be on the prairie in the even- mg. He reached the parental homestead, called Yoo-Hoo! and greeted his lassie with a look of serenity, and then she took her usual place by his side and they rolled away for an evening's spin. Soon dusk had come upon them and Little Boy Blue touched the light switch, and behold, a faint flicker gleamed in the road ahead. Just as the lights came on the engine began to sputter, and as unbelievable as it seems, this great motor became a silent one. Natur- ally Boy Blue looked at the gas meter but lol it had ceased to func- tion, though the tank measured exactly three-fourths of a gallon-all was well there. Next he tried the starter and hurrah! the engine hummed beautifullyl Ah, said Boy Blue, I knew it wouldn't re- fuse. But when again he turned on the lights, the engine sputtered and ceased its purring, his heart failed him, for his faithful car stead- fastly refused to go. Now the illumination from the street cars of West Lebanon could be seen a short distance away, but his heart again failed him when he thought of leaving his beloved, that he might walk to the city for as- sistance. And besides this thought, the night owls had begun their evening's conversation, and this did not add to his bravery, so Boy Blue, with a sigh and yet with a look of contentment said, My love, we shall have to wait for the dawning, for I fear the engine is dead. But Goldie Locks said consolingly, Don't worry, my dear, it has plenty of company. And it is still thought by all of our High School students that it was here that Little Boy Blue's blush originated. -Estella Clem, '23 .iliil The Day Before Finals 'Twas the day before finals, and all through the school Not even small Clydie had broken a rule, The pupils were studying with all of their might In hopes that they'd get every answer just right. The Freshies looked worried, the Sophomores, too, But the Juniors and Seniors knew just what to do. Each one took an apple, a flower, or a book, And gave them to teachers, with sly, knowing looks. ' But the teachers had seen that old trick worked before, So the Juniors and Seniors could use it no more. And when Mr. Lehner went up on the stage, The two upper classes glared back in a rage. He was dressed all inf black, oh, how nice he did look, And under his arm was a little brown book. He looked solemn and wise, a quite serious elf, And he frowned when he saw them in spite of himself. He excused them at once, then he said just for spite, All those not exempt take their books home tonight. -Marvel Scowden, '24 Page 55