Winamac High School - Totem Yearbook (Winamac, IN)

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THE TOTEM 19 JUNIOR CLASS PLAY. ■■ Muldoon ' s Blunders, a force in three ' acts, was presented by the Junior class Thursday evening, .Jan. 12. at the opera house ' . Although this was the iirst attempt of the Juniors in the thespian arts, a laige audience joined in commendation of the work of each character. The play was a success from every standpoint, and when the same class gives its final Eigh School play next year, all may expect an evening of pleasure and pi otit. Sterling Hedges and Warren Man- ders carried the house with their Dutch and Irish jokes. Beatrice Hedges won everyone by a practical joke on her father. The count and Juliana did themselves honor also. Widen MeGreevy did fine and Harry Parrott made a good preacher. Toby Twilight will become a future John- son if he keeps in practice. A large part of the success Avas due to the ability of Mr. Spencer, who trained the cast. The proceeds were $101. which was paid on the piano debt ami the library fund. POPULAR SONGS AMONG THE JUNIORS. One of the late parties was given March 23 at the home of Miss Laura N . where the faculty and Junior class gathered for one of the best social affairs of the year. One of the many events of the evening was the auction of bundles which con- tained prizes. M. .M. Gone But Not Forgotten. .1. W. — Happy is the Miller. A. II. (all Me l ' p Some Rainy Afternoon. V. T.— Walk Right In. Turn Around Walk Walk Right Out Again. K. M. — Nappanee. P. M.— Pass Dai Possum. H. J. — It Looks Like Rain. M. H— Don ' t Be an Old Maid, Marjorie. B. H.— Cutie. W. J.— Mary ' s a Grand Old Name C. L. — Let Bygones Be Bygone?. V. D.— That ' s What They All Say. S. H. — Heine Waltz Around on His Hickory Limb. H. P.— It ' s Great to be an Actor. L. N.— He ' s Nothing to Me. F. H.— I Have Gol Another One. B. M.— When We Die M-A-double R-i-e-d. C. D— Wait Till Berry Time. E. L. — You Going Down My Way. ' F. M— Take Me Out for a Joy Ride. R. K. — Where Were You Last Night ? E. S.— Gee, Ain ' t 1 (Had I ' m Home. K. II.— Don ' t Cry, Katie Dear. Gessiram Gessirit Gessiramus ( ressiris. Teacher — Guess again. Mr. Kinnick says he has a lawyer ' s hair. How about it? Warren Manders, our class presi- dent, qui! school and Vern Taylor was elected president in bis place.

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i; THE TOTEM now, and lie had only three charges of ammunition left. These four chickens lasted for two more weeks; at the end of this time there was but half a chicken between them and starvation, and no sign of Ned. On the day of the last chicken Sam was all morning carrying water enough for the fever that night. That night his fever was worse than ever; in the gray dawn he was awakened by a curious sound not far away from his bed, a splashing of water. He turned his head to see two glaring eyes within a foot of his face. Sam gazed in horror for a moment, then closed his eyes ; surely he was dream- ing. He tried to find his voice but could only mutter. In the morning he did not know whether it had been a delirium or not but he made a feeble attempt to stop up the hole under the lowest log with some firewood, where the lynx had entered the house. TI13 food that day was flour and water; all the am- munition being gone, he laid the old fish spear by the bedside. That night as before he heard the same splashing of water and saw the glowing eye- balls. He aiose and slowly called out, Helen! Mabel! The lnyx— here ' s the lynx again! May God help you, for we can ' t, was the answer. He tried to scare the beast away, but it leaped on the table and stood up growling over I he useless gun. He struck a match and lighted the pine- root candle, and took the old fish spear, meaning to fight, but he had to use it as a crutch. 3 1 is knees were smiting together, but he made a feeble lunge toward the brute. It sprang at the same moment, not at him but under th e bed. Sr.m then set the torch on the table and took his weapon in both hands. He steadied himself with a great effort and plunged the spear with all the force he could give it. A hideous snarl came forth. The spear struck some- thing soft and Sam threw all his weight upon the weapon. But at this moment the rotten spear head broke off and the beast sprang out of the window. Sam fell on the bed and lost con- sciousness. He lay there he knew not how long, but was awakened in broad daylight by a loud voice, ' ' Hello ! Hello! Are you all dead? Sam! Helen ! Mabel ! ' ' Sam told Ned the story of how the lynx had visited them, and stolen their bacon and chickens. Well, you got even with her, and Ned pointed to the trail of blood across the floor. Good food, nursing and medicine restored them all. A month later when the girls wanted a new barrel Sam said, I know where there is a hollow basswocd as big as a hogs- head. He and Ned went to the place, and when they had cut off what they needed they found at the far end of it the dried-up bodies of two lynx kittens with that of the mother. By the side of the old one was the head of a fish spear broken from the handle. —WILLIAM JACKSON ' 12.

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