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

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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

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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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Y I K ER When Basket Ball Was in Bloom Once upon a time, long, long ago there dwelt a beautiful maiden in the fairy kingdom of West Lebanon. This maiden whose name was Dorothy, had been given the honorary title of Lady Dot, by Queen Pal. In this kingdom was an Order of Knights who called them- selves The Basket Ball Team. All the brave knights, who had per- formed great feats of honor in Basket Ball, belonged to this Order. Amongst these strong and loyal knights was a certain knight, who on account of his courageous fighting as a back guard, was called Sir Hor- ton, the Prince. His fighting was a splendid example of the true spirit of Basket Ball and won for him the love of many fair ladies of the land. Forsooth, in truth these ladies were very jealous of Lady Dot, whom Sir Horton had chosen for his lady love, and tried to injure her with the aid of the wicked fairy, Lelia. Now Lady Dot was a fairy and not a mortal, as they had sup- posed. She was changed to the form of an ugly old witch, by the wicked fairy. Then she lived very unhappily, in a small cottage, all alone except for a large black cat, in the great Forest of Knowledge. Near this cottage the four rivers, the Freshman, the' Sophomore, the Junior and the Senior, fiowed into a larger river, the High School. One day the old witch heard a knock at the door and after peeping out the window she allowed a bright-faced. maiden to enter. The maiden said, I have lost my Way along the shores of the Junior river and cannot find my path to the kingdom of State Line. O, please show me the way because my father will whip me if I do not return before night. The old witch thought that now was her chance to gain her free- dom from the power of the wicked fairy, so she said, If you will do as I say, I will aid you. The maiden quickly replied, I will do anything you request. So while stirring a steamy odorous mixture, in a large black pot, the old witch chanted the following instructions to her: Follow your nose when you leave this door until you reach the bank of the river you can now see. Heri upon this bank are several trees, go to the third tree. There a jolly looking dwarf named, King Lehner, wearing spectacles, will give you an apple from the tree which he guards. Do not be frightened when you see sitting near him a large, fierce dog called Bounce, having eyes as large as tea cups. This dog is a great pet and will harm no one, unless ordered to do so. Near the next tree you will see a giantess wearing long flowing robes, and on her head a square hat. They have named her the Magic Marge. At first you will think she is serious and grave, but look again. This time you notice the bobbed hair, the twinkling eyes and smiling lips, and you will decide that she is a good natured giantess. Guard carefully the apple which you receive from her. Very near this tree is another tree, also guarded by a giant, who at first you thought to be the shadow of the first giant, but you will Page 56