Alice Deal Middle School - Square Deal Yearbook (Washington, DC)

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- Q QL ALIUTC DEAL .TVNIOR HIGH SFHOOL THE SQUARE DEAL THE STAFF: -li.xNI'.x1n', 1936 linrrons: Eugene Schultz. Fhairman: Claire Kenny. Daniel Kunkle. Dorothy Lalioe. Katherine Manf nion. Donald Oleson. James 'lVolf. Srnsvim-'riotssi Harrie Borjes. -lean llorr. Dorothy Faulconer. Elizabeth lloughton. Clyde Maxwell. Rita Smith. -hllYEll'l'lSINGI Dorothy Lalioe. 'Px'rIs'rs: Angel Correa, George Hollenheck, Martha lloward. Lee Jane Kennedy. Plaire Kenny. Helen Pagan. Lois Smart. FAl'lTLll'Y Anrlsousz 1-znrronsz Miss Uhohot: NITRSFRIP- frioxsz Miss Dorsey: .xm'r:u'rIsixo: Mrs. Higbie. Madame Ma,g1oire's Story fNVritten after reading a scene from Les Miserablm-s j You should have seen the way the Bishop treated that dreadful man. as if he were a friend. After T warned him about that Vagabond. he invited him in as calmly as you please. and told him to sit down and warm himself. TVhat was his name?i' asked a neighbor of Madame Magloire. His name was -lean Valjean. T het N011 couldn't guess what the Bishop told me to do. Ile told me to put clean sheets on the hed and get out our hest silver for that scoundrelf And l told the llishop he had better not put out the good silver because. after all. .Tean Valjean was a robber. T was right. for the next day the silver was missing. and we found the basket that it was in. out in the garden. But T haven't told you the worst part yet. 'l'hat morning three gendarunes marched in with Jean Yaljean by the collar. The gendarmes told the Hishop that they had found his silver. so they had brought the tramp hack with it. The Bishop said to them. 'I gave him the silverf and to the tramp. 'Yon forgot to take your candlesticks.' 'llhen he gave him the candlesticks. Hut he' added, lR9lllPlllllP1'. you are ----- Y-ik going to use the money from these candlesticks to be' come an honest man.' so T guess he did good by giving him the candlesticksf' -Cfl1'0ljl'lI Sno-wrlenw, UA5. The Crusades Four Crusades in days of yore. TVe read about in histo1'y's store. Knights. kings. monks. and children small. Came at Urban's trumpet call, Peter, the Hermit. led his llillld To Constantinople and the Holy Land. Richard, of England. and Philip, of France lVore the red cross and carried the lance. A Old lflrederick Barbarossa. of Germany. came And lost his life for the sake of a game. They fought for their God and their point of view, And made the world better for me and you. -Gail Koss, SJB3. A Pup 's Problems My mistress thinks school is hard. but she should consider the lessons, I must learn. My training began one morning when T was full of pep. The tirst object T spied was a. nice. woolly slipper. Tt was grand fun to chew and pull otl' all the fuzzy wool. but soon came the words. 'fYou naughty dog. My play was spoiled. T then worried my ball until my mistress said. Yon eute little fellow. Willy did she let me chew a ball but not a slipper? ' Some friends once came to visit. and l performed by begging. i'Tsn't he just a dear?'f was the repeated remark. TVhen I begged in the dining room expecting the same delightful result. GO out of here. was the harsh command T heard. T can bark at strangers to my heart's content. but when T bark at friends. I am sent to the cellar. l can't understand these queer ways of mortals. P -Jfargarct S'Iun-mn, 9Af2.

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7 SQUARE DEAL 3 When the fall of 1933 brought-us over to the main building as 7B's, how grown up we felt! We showed our appreciation by having three of our classmates win their first, letters. ' Arriving in the SA, we felt our importance in being permitted to elect some of our subjects. It was here that we basked in the reflected glory of those brilliant Dealites who amazed Mr. Hlielieve It or Noti' Ripley by their ability to name all of the seven wonders of the world. An outstanding event of this time was the honor paid to our school by the visit of Mrs. Franklin D. Roosevelt. By the time summer rolled around again. six more of us had earned first letters. Our careers as SB's began by welcoming Mrs. Mer- ritt to Deal. We must have worked particularly hard under her guidance for the records show there was a sudden rush for letters, resulting in twenty-four more of us earning the right to wear the first letter. By this time, the second letter had been acquired by seven of us. By the time we had reached QA, many of us had acquired considerable acting ability. Among our early efforts had been the production of 'fFanny Burney. Later we were given the chance to help make theatrical history for Deal by taking part in some of the Shake- spearean plays-especially The Tempest? and As You Like lt. Fifteen of us were selected for parts in the 1934 public performance. Our latest achieve- ment in dramatics has been the production of a Latin play, which, in spite of tlowing togas and bare feet, was a pronounced success. As 9B's we have been the backbone of the assembly programs. The Senior Dra- matic Club has carried a heavy share of responsibility. The double assembly, made necessary by the increased enrollment of the school, has placed a. burden upon the stage crew. but an unusually large group of 9B's have worked hard to make the weekly programs run smoothly. As seniors we have many other achievements to our credit. You will see when the awards are distributed that a great many of us will claim our third letter. In athletics we have made our mark. The new gym- nasium has been an incentive to the boys for the exhibition' of their prowess and their sportsmanship. 9B's have presided over the two athletic councils. Not every class has had the opportunity to gloat over a team of girls that could win a decisive victory in soccer over a team from Powell. We are proud that we have had important parts in solving some of the problems created by the opening of the new wing during our iinal semester. To the Tlillflll Force, under Frank Bond's capable direction. credit should be given for faithfully performing their duties under the trying conditions created by the double lunch periods and shortened recesses. The Student Council has functioned smoothly under the leadership of Laurie Higgins whose attendance record has been so excellent that Jack McGovern has had little chalice to show what a. good vice-president he could be. When perfect attendance and punctuality a.re men- tioned, we can point with pride to the splendid record of more than one of our members. life notice that in this achievement the girls have outstripped the boys. lVe number among our classmates many who have distinguished themselves in other ways. Some have won poetry contests, others spelling contests, one wrote a school song, others, as members of the Riding Club, are now excellent equestriansg some have learned to mount the platform and make a speech whenever the occasion demands. The election of class officers brought us closer to the realization that our' record as Deal students is nearing the e11d. With Frank Bond, as president: Helen Burgess. as vice-president: Bettsy Smith. as secretary: and Hobart Langdon. as treasurer, we have completed arrangements for the great da.y-graduar hon! -Nancy .I'Jm'ly. Snow Snowflakes. snowiiakes falling everywhere. Each shaped like a circle. an angle or a square. Fluttering and dancing here and there, Sparkling. glittering through the air. -John Stracha n. SA 5.

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2- 1 SQUARE DEAL 5 Pity the Newsboy The newsboy has his troubles. Rain or shine he trudges over his route leaving a. paper here and there. No matter what the weather. he is expected to be prompt making his deliveries. Half the time when he tries to collect for the paper he is told. Come back tomorrow. I haven't any change tonight, as though he had no bill to pay. If the paper is wet, torn. or late he receives a complaintF' ln apartment houses there is always one person who claims he has not re- ceived his paper or has some other complaint to make and takes out two or three cents to pay for the paper he did not receive. Woe is the life of a newsboy! It certainly is not for me. -Tom. K-inmrmon.. 9131. Green Eyes On -a. bleak winter night in New England. Sarah sat by the fireplace gazing into the tire. A few min- utes before. her parents had departed. leaving her in charge of the baby asleep upstairs. As the evening passed, llltllly weird thoughts of the Salem witches with glaring green eyes and clawing fingers dashed through her n1i11d. Suddenly the bahyis cry broke the stillness. Run- ning up the long, dark stairs she finally reached the baby's door. From the room came the sound of scratch' ing and clawing. lVith a push the door iiew open to reveal gleaming green eyes that sprang at her from the darkness. Screaming. she turned and fied toward theustairs. After her ran the little kitten that had been locked in the child's room. -Dorothy Kilma.-int, 9A4. Out of Place As I stood beneath the sheltering roof of the ele- vated station. high above the busy streets of New York. I discovered an alien figure in this center of civilization-an Indian. He made a splendid picture. standing framed in the doorway, his jet black hair topped by a brilliant orange headdress from the center of which rose majestieally a single eagle feather. A further look disclosed deep-set dark eyes, a eoppery skin, and ears pierced with beaten metal rings. His fantastically decorated shirt was partially covered by a buckskin jacket, and his bead- fringed leggings were of the same material. Particu- larly striking was the vari-colored blanket held across his arm. As I gazed wonderiugly at him, he threw the blanket over his shoulders and strutted away from the train. Glaring letters on his back advertised. Drink Indian Cave Ginger-Ale. -Jim Pierce, 9133. Old Times We were sitting in the living room after a hearty turkey dinner when my uncle and a friend of his began to tell some of the things they had done when they were boys. They started like this: Say. Charlie, do you re- member the time we caught the little Negro boy, Sambo, and I held him while you shaved his head? Yes, I remember that. Do you recall the time I raced Sambo to the boat and jumped in and pushed off before he got there? lVhen he reached the shore, he rolled up his pants and stepped into the water to wade out to me and sank clear out of sight. but we rescued him before he sank again. I could go on telling you their different stories. but I suppose you have heard many like these. I think it adds to the home scene. especially on holidays, when all the relations gather, and recall what they consider the dgood Old daysii -Ruth. Brooks, QH2. My Pet l have a little pussy cat lVho's awfully, awfully bad. But no matter what he does. It doesn't make me mad. Because when he does something wrong He seems to feel quite sad. -Betty I-l.U6'N, SA3. ,, .