Westwood High School - Chipmunk Yearbook (Westwood, CA)

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THE CHIPMUNK Page Twenty-nine “At eleven, two men came in, one was the old man at the book- shop, and the other was a man whose face looked more like a rat’s than a rat itself. The men were talking earnestly together in under- tones. They were casting glances around as though they were afraid that something would jump on them. As we listened to them, we gained more information from them than they ever would have told in a police station. ‘“This old man’s suit is so hot that I am going to get sunstroke, and these whiskers will melt.’ “‘Aw, come on wear them just a few more days, then we will go to the other side of town. By that time we will be so rich we won’t have to sell opium.’ “‘Yes, but we had better be careful. I sold that book with the note and the tins!’ “‘What! we’ll have to be careful or we’ll land in the cold storage,’ yelled the rat faced man. “‘Well, where is the opium? The Chinese den is getting out of the stuff. Say, by the way, I’ve got a new customer at 601 Broadway.’ “Good, I will meet you there at twelve,’ said The Rat, as we had come to decide his name was. “After they had left, we hopped in a taxi and went to the police station. From there the police and I went to 601 Broadway and broke into the house and raided it. It was one of the largest opium dens in the city. “The Rat” wouldn’t tell anything but the old man, who turned out to be a young man, told all the rest we needed to know. “Well, Mary, let’s look at that furniture.” Lynn Heath ’35 WHY? I like some kinds of poetry, And some I can’t digest. That’s one thing I can’t figure out Altho I try my best. And there are lots of girls I like, While some I just detest And if I ever find out why I’ll surely feel at rest— Well, there are boys that seem quite nice (Until I know them better.) Others I don’t like at first (But learn to like ’em later.) Now all of this is silly trash, But if you can say why Some things I like and some I don’t, Please tell me bye and bye. Faith Mullen ’30

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Page Twenty-eight THE CHIPMUNK IT NEVER PAYS Two people were walking around the city of New York. They weren’t very well acquainted with the city and were looking around to amuse themselves. They went into an old bookstore that sold second-hand books. The proprietor seemed to be very old. In fact every- thing was old. As they were looking at the books they came upon a book with a queer and beautiful looking cover. They paid about a dollar for it and left. The couple were going home to read the book, when they heard a voice behind them. Then the old man of the shop caught up with them. “Give me the book,” he cried, “or I shall call the police. You can have your money back, but give me the book.” They wouldn’t give it to him because they thought the old man was playing a trick on them. The old man went off to get the police and later came back saying he couldn’t find the police. The couple were frightened but ran away from the old man. He followed them at a fast gait, but they got into the uptown district and lost him. It was a very excited and curious couple who reached their small flat in the east side of town that night. They were very anxious to see what was in the book that the old man wanted so badly. When they tried to open the book, they found it locked. They then tried to rip it open but it was steel under the cloth cover. What was in the book? It was a small safe. But what did the old man want it for? Why was it mixed with the other books? The next morning Jim called to his wife Mary. “I have an idea how to open that book. I’li drill holes in it and then saw in beCween the holes. That will take the center out, and then we can see what is in it.” After he had gotten the center out, he came into the kitchen and said, “Mary, can you tell me what is in these tins?” “Why, that’s opium. No wonder that old man wanted his book back, he can be arrested for having it in his possession,” replied Mary. “Yes, but look at this note, I wonder what it means. It says ‘Meet me at eleven under the piers at dock six. More’. Mary I have been thinking; I’ll be back tomorrow or late tonight.” Mary spent a day and night of worry and fear. Jim came home late in the morning of the next day. “Mary, you can have those dresses and the new furniture you wanted, for we are twenty-five thousand dollars to the good,” cried Jim. “Why, Jim, where did you get all that money?” “Now, don’t ask any questions until I’m through. You will be proud to have me for a husband!” “When I left you, I had been thinking hard. Did you notice that the book-shop was on a waterfront, and that the old man could run a little too fast for his age? What was the opium for, and whom? Who peddled it? What did the note mean? “When I got out of the house. I went straight to the detective agency and got one of the best men they had. Then we went to dock six, at a few minutes before eleven, and hid under some ties. Believe me I was cramped!

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Page Thirty THE CHIPMUNK ON AND ON Once upon a time, in the land of Discontentment, there ruled a mighty king called Never Satisfied. Now it happened that this king had a lion, and being dissatisfied with the animal he wished to be rid of it. His unwise man, Ever Wrong, had told him that a certain animal which was known as the Kill ’Em Quick was the only living thing that could kill this fierce lion. So the king sent for his little page, whose name was Try to Please, and demanded that the lad bring him this animal in a fortnight or he would be fed to the lion. Try To Please set out on his journey to Satisfy Land where he thought he might find the animal or at least get some information about it. In order to reach this land he had to cross the plains of Dis- satisfaction, swim the river of Give It Up, and climb the mountains of What’s the Use, but fearing for his life if he did not return with the strange animal which the King wanted, he managed to reach Satisfy Land. Upon his arrival he asked to be directed to the home of Dr. Fix It Up. He told the doctor his troubles and the old man shook his head sadly. Then he took a big book from a shelf and began to read. After some time he told Try To Please that there wasn’t another Kill ’Em Quick in all the world because that race of animals had run out, but he said that he could fix him up somehow. Taking a large horn from the wall and getting some false whisk- ers and two cans of different colored paint, he went out to where the page had left his horse. He tied the horn and whiskers on the horse and began to paint designs all over its body until, when he had fin- ished, the horse’s neck was spotted green and his body was foolishly designed in a vivid red. Nevertheless the horse was now the very image of the desired Kill ’Em Quick animal. Thanking the doctor. Try To Please started back to the land of Discontentment, mounted on the false Kill ’Em Quick. He rode into the Land of Discontentment just as the sun went down on the last day of the fortnight he had been allowed in which to secure the animal. The king was so pleased with the success of his page’s journey that he rewarded him with a big bag of gold. The day came When the Kill ’Em Quick was to battle with the lion. All the people of the. land gathered at the big arena to see the lion get killed by this strange looking animal. But, alas! they were doomed to disappointment for when the lion and the Kill ’Em' Quick emerged from their tangle the lion wore a smile of triumph and the Kill ’Em Quick stood there looking very foolish, his horn and whiskers lying on the ground before him. When the king and the people saw how they had been tricked they rushed at the frightened page to kill him, but he jumped on the back of the defeated Kill ’Em Quick and rode away from the angry mob. And as far as I know he is still riding, on, on, and on,—on to the land of No Fakers. Lenora Sorrels ’32