Winchester School - Oui Dire Yearbook (Pittsburgh, PA)

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70 oUr-DIRE was our ueighhor's pet parrot, and he had fiown out of their window into our preserve closet! E. ll. D., '2o. GRETA AND THE SPIDER: A Legend. tirttzt was a little crippled girl that lived on Sfvllle' lSlZll1tlS north uf Scotland called the Shet- land Islands, ller mother and father were xt-ry poor. They had not enough money to light the little cottage they lived in. Some days were very dreary and lonely for Greta. tm one tif these lonely days when Greta was looking 'out of the window to see what she could see, she saw a spider making his we-li nil tht- lioust- next door. She was very much interested in what the spider was doing. Sud- rleuly a thought came into her head and she hecame still more interested. lkihen her moth- er came home that night, Greta told her of what she had seen that day. She also said she was going to make a shawl according to the pattern of the spider's weh. She worked day after day on her shawl until at last it was finished. ller mother was Very much pleased and she invited all the neighbors to come and see it. Une day a strange lady came to see the shawl, and she asked tireta if she would like to sell it. tireta was very glad to sell it, lie- cause she could use the money for her family. After that she made many more and showed other people how tu make them, so they might earn some money too. The Shetland tloss that you huy at the stores comes from these islands. The Shetland wom- en have erer since made lieautiful shawls, and have sold them for many pieces of gold. X. XX ., go. SPRING FLOWERS. l.ittle white croeus peeping from the ground Ilelps us l.U1'Cl'llL'llllJL'l' spring will soon he round: The daffodils so tall and yellow liask in the .Xpril sun so mellow. The hyaeinths watt their sweet perfume, Un apple trees the hlossonis bloom The many-colored tulips gay Sprinkle gladuess on our way. The yiolet lifts its modest head, From its sheltered fern-leaf hed. Iiy all these lovely tlowers cheer, XX-'e know, indeed, that spring is here. Xl. ll. L., zo. KIDNAPED BY A GYPSY. Early one morning Lucy sprang out Of bed and ran to the window. The night lJefOI'e H hand of gypsies had pitched their camp on the outskirts of the village and she wished to see if they were still there. XYhen she saw the tents in the distance, she hurried to get dressed. .Xfter she was ready and had eaten her break- fast, she asked her mother if she might go and have her fortune told. Her mother said she might, and off she started. NYhen she arrived at the camp an old woman said to her, Tell your fortune, my little lady. Tell you the truth. So she went into the tent to have her fortune told. .Xs it grew dark and her little girl did not come home, the mother grew worried. It he- came darker and still she did not come. Her mother decided to send a searching party. When the searching' party came to the camp of the gypsies, they found that they had gone, and the little girl with them. After an exciting chase, the pursuing party came upon the gyp- sies eating their breakfast. XYhen they saw the men they quickly ran away, leaving the little girl hehind them. The father and mother did not make trouble for the gypsies, they were so glad to get the little girl hack. ll. Ii. G., '2O. A NAUGHTY GIRL. XYhen l'm a very naughty girl My mother sends me straight to hed, llut nursey spanks me hard instead. Father seolds me and says, XYell, liut sister stands up nice and tall .Xnd scolds and says to one and all. I don't like little sisters when they act like sister Nell. I .Xuntie llannah, who is sweet, Neyer scolds at all: She just laughs and says Bly sweet .Xnd gives me sugar plums, That's all. Ay. -1 v v Rf., zo. AN ADVENTURE ON THE ICE. lt was Ammon Ralph's first year Ammon was an Australian bov, and in school. , could not and would not join in any of the sports. Never- theless he had his own sport, and that was throwing the bull whip. N

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., -'1 1 OVVE THE COMING OF SPRING. The robin is flying up high in the sky, Spring is here! Spring is here, is his gay lit- tle cryg The bluebird is up in the apple tree swaying, I.Vhile beneath him the children are laughing and playing, Dancing and singing while flowers are springing, ' ' ' ' -- ' 1 ' 'A ' fr Hailing sprmg's coming with meiiy bells ringing, S. MCF. '20, AN ADVENTURE. One hot afternoon my father and I went out canoeing on the bay. There are several islands or small pieces of land in the bay on which grow wild flowers. XVe paddled about for a while, and then landed and began to pick some irises, There was a straw path which someone had made an-d I was standing on it picking the flowers when I heard my father call to jump forward. I did so. but I looked around and did not see anything to be frightened about. Father said there had been a snake as long as paddle behind me ready to strike. looking around everywhere to find because he wished to kill it, but he find it. I went back to the canoe. step I took I would look behind to snake were following me. Ylfhen mother heard about it she told me never to o-et out of the canoe on one of these islands use she is very much afraid of L. D. S., '2o. the canoe He went the snake could not but every see if the ID again, beca snakes. SCHOOL lVIOTHER'S STORY. Une day when I was a very little girl about eleven, mv mother wished to have some pre- supper, so she told me to go down some up from the cellar. I started . cellar steps and ran towards the closet where the peaches were kept. I always serves for' and bring down the hated to eo down into our cellar, for it was so dark and gruesome. I had just put my key into the lock when I heard a voice say, XXX-ll, I never! apparently coming from this very closet. I was very much frightened and could scarcely move. XYhen I tried to scream, my tongue stuck in my mouth. You can imagine how terrified I was. .Xt last, when I could move, I listened intently. Yes, I could hear soft rustlings! XYhen I heard them, l dashed upstairs to mother, but could scarcely tell her my story, I was so excited. Xthcn she at last understood, she armed herself with a small rc- volver which we always kept in the house and eave me the axe. lYe stole softly down and stood beside the door. Mother herself heard the noise. 'Suddenly we burst open the door, mother aiming her weapon and calling out bravely. Hllands up! 'lihe closet was dark so we had a lantern. Suddenly, l'XYell, I never! Illess my buttons I came in screeching tones. Then how we laughed. when out from the corner walked a parrot! Xlve are puxvling our brains wondering how he could have got in when we spied an open window in the house next door, which explained the mystery. It

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OUI- DIRE 71 He learned to skate after many days of hard work. One day everybody was skating on the ice, and Ammon was among them. There was a place at one end of the pond, where the ice was very weak. Ted, one of Ammon's friends, said he could beat the principals dog in a race. The boys gave the signal, and away they started, heading for the weak ice. Ammon was nearest to him and tried to stop Ted, but all in vain. Ted had disappeared under the water. Ammon's first thought was of his whip. He had once told the boys that he could whirl it around anyone's neck, and not hurt one in the least, so he proved it. He ran to get it, and as Ted was going down for the last time, Ammon threw the whip, knotted it around Ted's neck, and pulled him ont. Hy this time all the boys were around Ammon. They tried to untie the knot, but could not, and at this moment Ammon hurried up and untied it, and just as Ammon had said there was no mark left on Ted's neck. Soon after this Ted recovered consciousness and the boys took Ammon on their shoulders and carried him back to the dormitory. After this all the boys were friendly with Ammon and he joined in their sports, and before he graduated he was known as the best athlete in that section of the country. H. V. R. '2o. THE ADVENTURE OF A MOUSE. A little mouse so very sly, XVent to the pantry to look for pieg He ran up the wall, and on to the shelf. And soon he began to stuff himself: First a nibble and then a gnawg Then what do you 'spose that monsie saw? A large black cat, as fierce as could be, And mousie well knew where he soon would be, But the cat kept creeping, creeping near, And made mousie nearly numb with fear, lVhen he jumped from the shelf And ran through the door, And the cat never heard of him any more. H. C. NV. '20, A SNOW MAN. Once I was a snow man. Two little boys made me--their names were Dick and Bill. They lived in a big red house in the middle of a beautiful yard. They first made my. legs, which looked very weak to me. I only wished I could talk in their language for if I could, I should have told them l did not like those legs. XVhen they got my body rolled into a big snow ball, they called a very old man to place it on my legs. Ile was not careful so my legs broke and I went down with a crash. Then they made me all over again and I am my legs did break, for I got a much better glad pair. They put two pieces of coal in my face for eyes, and an old hat on my head. I lasted a long time, but one warm day the sun came out, and I melted away. K. S, II. 'zo THE CHIMNEY SWEEP. There was once a chimney sweep, thin and worn, And his dirty clothes were ragged and torng lle worked all day and he had no play, And he had no bed but a pile of hay, lint one fine morn' as the sun rose up, There near his bed was a golden cup: ,Xnd out of this cup jumped a little gold elf, XYho said to the sweep, l'll give you riches and health. So the chimney sweep, that was once so sad, Now has riches and health and is happy and glad. S. Mclrf. '2O. GYPSY LIFE. Gypsy life is the life to lead, Nothing to hinder, nothing to heed, Some tell fortunes and other things, And the queen is bedecked in jewels and rings, The children play around in dirt, And they never get bruised nor hurt. H. V. R. '2o. GYPSY LIFE. Gypsies are a roving people who have no per- manent homes but live in tents and move from place to place carrying their belongings in covered wagons. The wagons and tents are painted bright colors and bedecked with flags. They came originally from Bohemia. The women are usually brunettes and love to dress in bright, gaudy ity in telling this way. They are a musical people, and have many original airs and dances, l.iszt, the great pianist, and composer, learned the melodies for his Hun- garian rhapsodies in the Gypsy camps. E B 'ao colors. They have wonderful abil- fortnnes and make much money in