Winamac High School - Totem Yearbook (Winamac, IN)

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THE TOTEM 15 THE LYNX Winter was approaching hard and fast in Ontario, a southern Canadian province. It was now about three months since Ned Harding ' and his two sisters, Mabel and Helen, had plunged into this wilderness, cut of which they carved the hut of unhewn logs and sod roof. One evening as Ned was slowly plodding homeward to his scanty meal after chopping wood all day, he was surprised to find his city cousin, Sam Alder. Sam intended staying all win- ter, and besides bringing with him the fine new shotgun which he had just received as a birthday present, he brought a dozen chickens; these would afford them some food in case the wild game grew scarce. Each day while Ned would be cutting wood, Sam would take his shotgun in quest of food; this he seldom obtained, for he never ventured farther away than the sound of Ned ' s axe: and although flocks of wild pigeons daily flew over, still they seemed to know the exact range of the old-fashioned shotgun and would rise in noisy circles before he got close enough to fire. It ' s high time we had some fresh meat, said Ned, one morning. He took down the large old-fashioned, brass-mounted rifle, and taking de- liberate aim against the door sill, fired. The woodchuck that was sitting on a large stump fell backward and lay still. Sam ran to the place and returned in triumph with the animal. But woodehueks were aol the Larg- est game in these backwoods. About one mile from Ned ' s home was a large, overgrown basswood which ' uid recently fallen and its hollow trunk afforded a sheltering home for the mother lynx and her brood. She was old and gaunt, for a rabbit plague the autumn before had swept off the most of their support; nothing was left for her but the partridges and red squir- rels, which were hard to catch. One day she heard a queer voice calling, and upon taking the direction whenee it came, hoping that she might find something new for her half-starved kittens, she got many new odors. She soon came to a clear place where there were many weeds and stumps; walk- ing about on a dry knoll were a num- ber of partridges, that is, birds like partridges, only larger and of vari- ous colors. All her nature was aroused; the old huntress sank to the earth. She must have one of the partridges at any price; no trick must be untried. She sneaked from stump to stump. Finally a huge white bird wandered behind the weeds near by. Five more silent steps and the mother lynx was behind the weeds. She gauged tiie distance, tried the foot- ing, and leaped straight with ail her force. The white bird never knew

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i 4 THE TOTEM REMEBERING DATES. QUOTING POETRY. Mr. Berry lias great difficulty in getting the Seniors -to remember dates. This is the lesult: Columbus crossed the Delaware In fourteen ninety-two. We whipped the British fair and square In fourteen ninety-two; At Concord and Lexington we kept the red coats on the run — While the band played, Johnny, get your gun ! ' ' In fourteen ninety-two. Kentucky w. n s settled by Daniel Boone In fourteen ninety-two ; An ' I think the cow jumped over the moon In fourteen ninety-two . Ben Franklin threw his kite so high It drew the lightning from the sky, An ' Washington couldn ' t tell a lie, In fourteen ninety-two. Seniors will henceforth take their que From fourteen ninety-two. Miss D. (at Indianapolis, on the balcony of a hotel): Isn ' t this heaven to look down and see all those men after being in Winamac all win- ter? Mr. Kinnick at Indianapolis (while al (able): I have always wanted to go to heaven, and I think if I would go to Elizabethtown I ' d be satisfied. What makes your nose so large? I ' ve kept it out of other people ' s busintss and gave it a chance to grow. Miss Diedrich has the Senior commit every poem they study. When asked to repeat them this is what they say — My beautiful my beautiful Who standest proudly by It was the schooner Hesperus The breaking waves dashed high. Why is the forum crowded What means this stir in Rome Under the spreading chestnut tree There ' s no place like home. If you ' re waking call me early To be or not to be The curfew must not ring tonight Oh woodman spare that tree, Charge Chester, chaige! On Stanley on! And let who will be clever. The boy stood on the burning deck But I could go on forever. Mr. Spencer has a very bad cough. He says that he had a cough drop in his mouth for five weeks. Examination Question — What is meant by the term, stand patter? Answer of an applicant — It means about the sam e ag— you scratch my back and I ' ll scratch yours. Senior ' s advice to Freshman — Ye are green wood ; sea that ye warp not. Sophomores — Study and the rest study with you. Quit and you quit alone. Juniors — Follow in the Seniors ' tracks.

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