Winamac High School - Totem Yearbook (Winamac, IN)

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THE TOTEM 25 nt joy and sorrow mingled in her eyes. Silver Bell and Little Hawk sal by their fireside and listened to the wind blowing playfully among the trees. 1 1 se ni ' il in whisper softly with hushed breath, bul now and again it would laugh softly. The wind is very happy tonight, maybe. said Silver Bell. The wind answered her with a little gurgling laugh. —IV A GALBREATH. TEN LITTLE STUDENTS. Ten little students Going to school in time; Tuttle heard Ma calling, And then there were nine. Nine little students — And it was getting late — Roger stubbed his toe, And then there were eight. Eight little students — All would go to heaven; Ale went the other way. And then there were seven. Seven little students. And Tady doing t ricks ; Oh ! he lost his balance, And then there were sis. Six little students, And they could hardly strive; Wab laughed out loud, And then there were live. Five little students — And should have been more; Agnes got mad, And then there were four. Pour lit 1 le t udents — And Jim climbed a tree; Sure, be tore his t rousers, And then there were three. Three little students, And what could they-do; Fern swallowed her gum, And t hen there were t wo. Two little students. And. oh. how t hey run; Keplar gol his feet tangled, And then there was one. One little student. Going to school for fun. Wow ! See Kinnick coming . ' And now there ' s none. —DONALD BLEW. WHY I ALWAYS HAVE MY LESSONS. First I ' ll get my German lesson, Short and easy to translate: Drill and English exercises — Ought to gel that done by eight. My, but that translation ' s easy — Not much use to read that through, Hange an die Wand die Veste! Machen sie die Ture zu! n You hang his vest upon the wall. Simple. What V the next line say. ' Yon make the doors, too, that must mean. Wasting time here doesn ' t pay. Better gel the exercises; Those 1 can ' t well do in class. No. I ' ll write them out tomorrow; (imss I ' ll let my German pass.

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2 4 THE TOTEM pony from Little Hawk and rode to , the nearest railroad station. When he arrived at the town he sold the pony and then went into a cloth- ing store, and when he emerged from the store he was dre.sed in white man ' s clothing. He went to the depot to await the west bound ex- press. It Avas early yet and he went into the waitingroom. He tried to sit quietly but his limbs were goaded by his conscience and lie walked back and forth with quick, nervous steps. Just as Charlie heard the shrill whistle of the coming train, a middle- aged man and woman came into the watingioom. It is Col. Wilson; the very man 1 sold that land to last winter. I hope he doesn ' t recognize me, Charlie muttered under his breath. Meanwhile Wilson Avas saying to his wife: There is Charlie Wesley. I wonder what he can be doing here. 1 saw in the R paper last night that his wife was very sick. The train came then and the Wil- sons got on it, and a young lady got cff. The newcomer was Felicia Jef- ferson. Charlie greeted her in an in- different manner, attended to her lug- gage, then took her to a hotel, where he left her and then went back into town and walked aimlessly about the streets. When does the next east-bound train leave here, Charlie asked of an arehin in the street. In fifteen minutes, was the an- swer, and Charlie started in the di- rection of the station. It was yet morning, and the train would reach R some time in the middle of the night. That night Mrs. Wesley wakened in the middle of the night and called hmdly for Charlie. The nurse came quickly to the bedside, thinking that her patient was delirious. Don ' t be alarmed. I just awoke suddenly from a dream, Lily said, as she let her eyes rove restlessly about the room. Suddenly her eyes stopped their wandering and she ap- peared to be listening. Wasn ' t someone knocking? she asked. No, said the nurse, it was only the wind, or you dreamed it. Take this powder; it will make you sleep more soundly. But someone was knocking at the front door. She went through the hall and started to open the door, but as soon as it was unlocked it was thrust aside by someone outside, and a masculine figure dashed through the hall straight into the sick woman ' s bed chamber. The nurse stood pet ri- fted with horror, for who but a mad- man, or someone equally terrible, would burst into a sick woman ' s room at midnight in such a manner. There was a faint cry of Charlie and another of Lily ; then the nurse saw the man fall on his knees by Mrs. Wesley ' s bedside and bury his lace on Lily ' s breast and weep tempestuously. Lily ' s white hands stole out from under the coverlet and gently caressed Charlie ' s brown eurls. and a happy, peaceful smile settled on her face The nurse turned awav with tears

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26 THE TOTEM Should have brought my English home; I ' d forget it, try my best. But I know it is quite easy; I can read it through at rest. Algebra! why did I bring it, When we ' re having a review? I ' m supposed to look it over, But I have ton much to do. Dear, oh dear! I ' m getting sleepy; Most afraid I ' ll have to stop, AN IDEAL SOPHMORE. GIRL. Size of Erma Haas. Graceful as Edna Conn. Complexion like Gladys Huddles- ton. Hair like Dorothy Manders. Eyes like Dorrit Degner. Mouth like Fern Parrott. Hands like Iva Deck. Feet like Laura Brinker. Blush like Curly Hoffman. Smile like Verda Beinhart. Witty as Miss Diedrich. Sing like 0. T. Spencer. Play like Mr. Kinnick. Chew gum like Miss Stratton. SOPHOMORE PARTY. On Friday, Dec. 16, the Sophomores gave a party at which the faculty were gu sts. Each member of the class having invited a guest, there were aboul fifty present. The hall was decorated in the class colors of purple and gold. Among the games which were played was a cracker coo- lest between Mr. Kinnick ami Mr. Spencer, the former winning. Other And I Ye got another lesson Yet to get by nine o ' clck. He assigned ten great, long topics In Geography, I think. And I ought to read them over — All about why boards don ' t sink. How the fishes stand the pressure Of the weight unen their head. Why can ' t man make some invention, To relieve us of our dread? —MABEL F. SMITH ' 14 games were played in which Mr. Spaulding, Dorrit Degner and Ruth Agnew won prizes. Refreshments were served and favors on which the class colors were represented were presented to each guest. All enjoyed themselves and they departed at a late hour. Winston Churchill the young Eng- lish statesman once began to raise a mustache, and while he was still In the budding age he was asked to a dinner party to take out to dinner an English girl who had decided oppos- ing political views. I am sorry, said Mr. Churchill, ' ' we cannot agree on politics. No; we can ' t. re- joined the girl, for, to be frank with you, 1 like your politics about as little as T do your mustache. Well, ' ' replied Mi ' . C, remember you are not liable to come in contact with either. The Junior class is working hard t-i make the Junior reception one of I he most pleasant affairs that the Seniors have ever attended. The re- ception will be given April 27.