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

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SQUARE DEAL ALICE DEAL JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL 3 The Tree That Saved My Life I was driving down Macomb Street on my chum's bicycle. I was clipping along about twenty miles an hour. Just as I started pumping faster, the handle bar broke and came off in my hands. I dropped it on the pavement and the bicycle Went out of my control. I was careening along dizzily, when I saw a car coming up the street. I couldn't put on the brakes. Was I going into the street and get run over or hit by the car? Fate only knew. That is what flashed through my mind, although afterwards I thought I had been dreaming. Bewildered and too scared to shout, I finally saw I was heading toward a tree. After going about twenty- five feet farther, I ran off the pavement into the tree. This also happened in a few minutes. Luckily, I had only a few cuts which had to be sewed up. I am thank- ful I was not run over. That tree saved my life. Lawrence Siggers, 7A7. A Meal for a King What tastes better than a meal cooked in the open over an open fire, with a bunch of congenial fellows sitting in a circle around it? It is great fun to broil the sizzling steaks over the hot coals and occasionally stir the Irish potatoes so that they will bake evenly while buried in the embers. Crisp October evenings are just the thing to whet a chapis appetite, and a brisk hike over the hills to a favorite spot gathering together some fire wood puts the right edge on his appetite. One can hardly wait to put his piece of steak on a long handled fork or a stick with a prong on the end to hold it over the coals. As the juices ooze out and the fat sizzles to a nice brown, the aroma fairly makes one's mouth water. Then a dash of salt and a little pepper sprinkled over it, with a hunk of butter to melt in the center, finishes it to perfection. This, with the potatoes baked to a flaky white, seasoned and buttered, and hot Parker House rolls hit the right spot. To top off, one needs a cool drink- of sweet cider and some pumpkin pie with perhaps a piece of snappy cheese on the side, and a fellow has a meal lit for a king. Neil Wheeler, 9B3. 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, Washington, D. C., December 15, 1936. Dear Mother, Things are dull in Washington. Our house is bitterly cold. When I go out I have to be carried because the mud is so thick it soils my shoes. XVe have poor trans- portation and none of the streets is lighted, so we usually stay home at night and have card playing and dancing to pass time. John went duck hunting this morning. Tomorrow evening I have levees which start at eight and end at ten. I serve tea, coffee, wine and small cakes. Congress is in session from eleven in the morning until four in the evening. Sunday afternoon services are held. Many people crowd into the House of Representatives. I am expecting you to visit me Christmas and am counting on you. Write soon and let me know. With love, JANE ADAMS Betty Konigsberg, 7B3. An Exciting Adventure With a Famous Explorer It was nearly October twelfth when we first saw any land. The food was very scarce and we had prac- tically no water. I was cabin boy on the Santa Maria, the flagship of the fleet. The crew was mutinous and afraid. Despair was written on all faces, but nothing could turn back our leader, Columbus. Early the next morning Columbus, who had stayed at the bridge all night, came running into the cabin shouting, I see land! Land I tell you!,' Everyone was up in an instant, and out on deck. The cook was there with knife in hand, and some of the crew had not even taken time to dress. Later we rowed out to this new land and Columbus claimed it for Spain. This, I think, is my most exciting adventure. jack Pierce, 8AS.

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2 ALICE DEAL JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL il SQUARE DEAL ofiicers who have played the part of officers and crew for our ship. Having left behind the safe haven of elementary school, we sailed with high hopes upon the untraveled seas which were to lead us through junior high school to the distant shore of senior high. Our ship seemed small and insignificant as it steamed its way slowly but surely through the first year with its many changes and readjustments. Many times our staunch little craft wavered as it struggled to maintain its course through the shallows, sometimes coming dangerously close to the reefs of failure, but with ready guidance ever at hand we managed to plow onward. Pausing at the close of the seventh grade to refuel, we had time to reflect on our achievements. We felt a little more assured now that our ship seemed to loom larger and more important in the life of the school. We continued our journey conscious of the awe of the new seventh graders, and aware that we were meriting a little recognition from the seniors. Some of us even began to be recognized as leaders in various activities, and had opportunities to develop our talents in various ways. Careful to avoid shipwreck, we buckled down to work in order that no disaster might befall us. At length we reached our second coaling base and discovered that, almost before we had realized it, we must prepare ourselves for graduation. Filled with enthusiasm we put to sea for the third time. Neverthe- less, experienced sailors that we were, we occasionally went off the course, but inspired by the beacon light from the port so close at hand, we regained the channel and entertained high hopes of completing our voyage creditably. Today we are ready to debark from the friendly craft which has brought us safely thus far. In a few moments we shall receive our diplomas-passports which certify that we have earned the right to take passage on a larger and more complicated vessel for a journey through more difficult seas. XVe find it harder than we realized to say farewell to our faithful ship and devoted crew. It is hard to part from those of our class whose paths must separate at this point. We trust, however, that the friendships we have formed here may endure throughout the years, and we depart knowing that Alice Deal does not forget fh0Se Wh0 have sailed with her. As the radiance of the new wtofld made Clear the pathway of Columbus, so may the m0U30 of 0'-11' School, Light and Life, kindle our vision 25 WC, 500, Sail on and on. ht Katie if utlaerford -L xx XX Salutation ' , It gives me great pleasure to act as spokesman for my class to welcome you and to express our apprecia- tion for your presence on this important occasion. We are extremely happy to be graduating, and we are thoroughly enjoying our brief moment of glory. Even if we were not confident that you rejoice with us, your beaming smiles would betray you. Arenlt your hearts, in tune with ours, beating a little faster with pride and pleasure in our achievement? This is an appropriate moment to acknowledge with sincere gratitude the debt we owe for the devoted interest of parents, friends, and teachers. Without your help We should not find ourselves ready and waiting to receive the diplomas which are ofiicial evidence of our accom- plishments. Nor do we wish this occasion to pass with- out a word of appreciation for the friendly associations our school has afforded us with teachers and fellow- students. We sever this association with regret, but with the satisfaction of knowing that we have obtained here a foundation in character-training through a pro- gram of studies, activities, and Wholesome contacts which should find us equipped to meet the problems which will inevitably face us as we enter a new field of learning. We believe that we have here learned to think and to understand and to appreciate the value of an educa- tion. As we bask in the spotlight of this thrilling moment we feel inspired to entertain high hopes of justifying your pride and loyalty, and we pledge our best efforts to realizing some of the ambitions you cherish for us. for IVPIIS 'Nu

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4 ALICE DEAL JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL SQUARE DEAL THE SQUARE DEAL THE STAFF: JANUARY, 1937 EDITORS: Virginia Burgess, Katherine Fuller, William Gott- shall, Lillian Kilburn, Cathryn Ann Riggleman, Joe Wells. SUBSCRIPTIONS: Edna Braithwaite, Phyllis Cook, Margaret Drury, Dorothy I-Ioltman, Betty Noack, Richard Pollock, Jean Sanford, Charles Stockcll, John Vandergrift, Mary Adelaide Everett. ADVERTISING! Merrill Birdsong, Edna Braithwaite, Mary Adelaide Everett, Jerry Grosner, Zerelda I-Iankins, Bever- ley Leder, Jerry Lee, Jimmie Marsh, Joe Mitchell, Dorothy Moye, Marjorie McMair, NVilliam Notz, Barbara Snow. TYPISTS: Mary Adelaide Everett, Mary Fletcher, Dorothy Hayes, Katherine Jones. FACULTY ADvIsERs: EDITORS! Miss Chobotg SUBSCRIPTIONS! Miss Milburn: ADVERTISING: Mrs. Higbie. 1i..G.1 Moving Day Moving day has its trials. To begin with, the mov- ing van will never arrive on time. Then little Junior insists on bringing everything from his pet toad to his dog house, the poor occupant of which died long ago. Getting the furniture out of the house is another trial. Musty trunk-s must be brought down from the attic and old baby carriages must be dragged up from the cellar. Beds must be torn apart never to be replaced correctly again. Glassware, chinaware, and silver must be packed in tons of excelsior. Clothes must be packed in suitcases. Mother vows she'll never move again! At last we are on our way when Junior discovers he has left his tricycle, the one without the handlebars. So--off we go back home because little Junior will not stop howling. Then comes the grand hunt for the trouble- causing toy. When it is found, we can't find a place to put it, but Junior will absolutely not leave it home. Gracious, he has started howling again! Mother settles it this time. In the wink of an eye she yanks him into the car and we are on our way again to our new resi- dence. Playllis Rathburn, 9A7. Mutiny in the Basement As long as I live I shall retain the memories and scars of my last minute Christmas shopping. I started with high hopes of conquest but to my dismay it was not conquest, but contest-to see who could get to the counter. At first, with much faith in the courtesy of my fellow men, I resigned myself to being pushed along with the crowd. It was not so simple as this, how- ever, as I was soon to discover, so setting myself in much the same position as an attack-ing football player, I lunged at the counter. My first attack was repelled by a huge specimen of feminine humanity who nearly cracked my rib with a well-placed elbow. Seeing that further attempt to gain a place through this veritable Rock of Gibraltar was hopeless, I tried the yard goods counter. Again I charged at the line, this time gaining two yards-of cloth-which was promptly ripped in two by an overzealous contender. I finally decided that in union there is strength, so with several of my com- panions, whom I failed to mention, I went into punt formation. Our opponents promptly formed a six-two- two-one defense. Someone kicked a goal on my shin and in my stumbling attempt to regain my center of equilibrium, I found myself actually face to face with the sales girl. My success must have gone to my head. At least someone's umbrella did. Sufficiently recovered to battle my way out, I vowed never to wait until the last minute to do my Christmas shopping. i Eleanor Mellicbampe, 9A3 . Row Houses One day I went to visit my aunt who had just moved into a new row house. After dinner I went for a walk by myself. Upon returning to the house, I found a note in the dining room which directed me to retire. Thinking my aunt was probably at the movies, I went up to bed. Just before dozing off, I heard the folks return. Imagine my feelings when I saw, not my uncle and aunt, but strangers peering at me! Amm Hudrllesofz, 7A1.