Arsenal Technical High School - Arsenal Cannon Yearbook (Indianapolis, IN)

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fV6lfLLlfL by MARY E. THIIMASON English IVa HE SIN was sinking in the west. and the birds were singing their evening song. as I entered the darkened woods on my way home. The wind was howling and rustling the leaves in a ghostly manner. All about me was the silence which prevails before a strange happening. With each step I took. I seemed to become more bewildered. The same old trees. leaves, and animals took forms of elves and dwarfs. beaming with mischief. The trees rocking back and forth seemed to say. Ho, ho. little one. youire lost! Beware! Beware! Then I knew that somehow. some way. I had en- tered the woods which were inhabited by strange and weird SKY PAINTER by MARJo1uE J. AMoN English Ya Pick up thy brush. oh painter, and paint the l.ovely sky, The sun is setting in the West and evening Time is nigh. l am the guide. you are the painter. pick up 'l'liy brush. I say. Paint little stars and lady moon: then paint The milky way. ALL THE THINGS I LOVE by HELEN MCFARLAND English VIIIC All the things I love are slowff Slow as a tall candle burning, Slow as a longed-for smile. I love snow that falls easily. quietly: Hain that takes slow steps across my face. l love slow fires burning with curls of blue flame leaping above red embers. I love music played softly. slowly as a violin behind palms. I love chimes that ring clearly. breaking their beautiful echoes upon my heart. I love leaves that fall reluctantly to the earth: The slow. separate ticks of a clock in a quiet room. All the things l love are slowf Slow as a tall candle burning. Slow as a summer rain. OF HORROR creatures, who groaned and moaned through the night, like a thousand monsters. Slowly and softly behind me, I heard the slow steps of something approaching me. I began running for dear life. I thought of the nice quiet of home with the open fire and the gaiety of the music and chatter with aching heart. Two bright red eyes of Satan himself appeared in the top of a tree glaring at me. Then I felt the hot breath ofa flying monster sweeping past my head. IVly only thought was to run. which I did. until in the distance I saw the lights of home and heard old Rover barking a greeting. Then I knew why many people had said to me. Wl1eii a person is in a dark woods by himself. he is often taken away by imagination into a complete and dilierent world of horror. MY FIRST TO0TH by CLARA EDITH SMITH English Ia As I remember it, I had my first tooth when I was six months old. Aunt Mary said. Isn't it sweet? Mother said, Isn't it remarkable! But Daddy said. Thats nice! Now maybe we can get some sleep nights. I said. CIob. and smiled. VACATION by GERARD B. BLUE English vi 'Twas only yesterday we spent The last long hour at school: Tonight we're camping in a tent On pine boughs sweet and cool. How far away the city seems! How still its noises are! How near through our tent-curtain gleams A white and friendly star! Its light is answered by a glow Cf embers on the shore. Whose warm red blaze an hour ago We sang and talked before. Close by. our brook. that runs along And tumbles in the lake, Is crooning such a dreamy song, It's hard to keep awake: And overhead a passing breeze Through branches dark and deep Is making music in the trees To lull us soon to sleep.

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made a terrible mistake. That is not a love letter. It is my French translation. But Aunt Nancy had her romantic instincts aroused. and no power on earth could stop her. She went about the house singing. Love is just a game that two are playing: love is just a silly game of chance. She played Sweethearts on the piano until I almost lost my mind: she made tarts for dinner and recited the nursery rhyme about the queen of hearts who made some tarts until I felt like throwing my tart in her face. She smiled slyly at me and squeezed my hand under- standingly: she sang I'll Follow Nly Secret Heart at all hours of the day and night. The family. being hardened to Aunt Nancy! antics, took no more than a casual interest in the proceedings until the night that she went to the phone in the hall and called Ierry's number. tlerry. you remember. used to be my best beau before we had our misunderstanding.D She asked for ,Ierry and pitched her voice very low so that it sounded a lot THE BALA CE by DONALD PITTS English VIIC NE of the smallest, most expensively equipped rooms in the school is the balance room. Probably there is no other classroom that has two thousand dollars, worth of equipment accessible to the student. This room is only a hole in the wall about ten by twenty-five feet. It has one window at the far end whose blind is usually kept low. Lining the side walls are narrow tables on which are glass-encased balances. In the center of the room is a wider table with balances on each side of it. The instructoris desk is under the window at the far end. Scattered about the room are a handful of students. ILL LE E by HELEN MQFARLAND English VIIIC WILL leave you in the spring, Tech: I will leave you. walking swiftly and without tears. I will not be senti- mental. Tech: the world has no place for sentimentalists: but I cannot go without saying goodbye. I will remember you as you are now, Tech, big and beautiful and growing. I will remember your outlines against the sky: your towers, so proud and brave above the buildings. I will remember the sound of you, Tech, loud and gay and young: the sight of you-your tall trees, your green grass, your flowers growing. like mine. which is a deep contralto. She said. Ierry. this is Sue. I want to tell you that lim sorry. I want to apologize. Will you forgive me 'Ki' She hung up right away' and walked to the living room door and smiled at us in that bland way of hers. I was furious. I could if-ll that because my heart was pounding so fastfemy' breath was coming so swiftly. I walked over to Aunt Nancy and opened my mouth. I must haye been very angry. because words wouldnit come at first. when they did come. they were heavy with feeling and my voice shook as I spoke. Aunt Nancy. youire a pt-achli' I put my arms around her and hugged her as hard as I could. She smiled at me in that sympathetic way which had annoyed me all week. and for the hrst time I saw the mischief in her eyes. From the living room window my brother Bill shouted. He's coming up the walk! and Ifather said. Now at last there will be peacef' Nlother crinkled her eyes at me above her paper. and Aunt Nancy' said. I or heaven's sake. Sue. go answer the door! and so I did. own AT TECH each seated squarely in front of his balance. Each face is frozen. as the young chemist ever so carefully manipulates his delicate piece of machinery. He knows his balance as well as he knows himself. Once in a while some one will give a sigh of relief: you know he is satisfied with his result. Sometimes there comes a discouraged look. then a more determined expression than ever. Sitting at the instructor's desk is a gray-haired man poring over the paper which he has in front of him. There are very few questions asked: very few instructions given: each has a job to do and he does it. No hurry: hair-line pre- cision work is the only essential factor. In this little room is the very heart of every advanced chemistry student. tm THE PRI G I will remember you as you are in October. bright in the autumn sun: as you are in December, white in the falling snow: and as you are in April. misty with rain and lilac blooms. I will remember your green-bordered paths. Tech. the sun on them. the people on them. I will remember your great days-Supreme Day and Honor Day and Commence- ment: and the hushed reverence of your assemblies. I will leave you in the spring. Tech. I will go away. not with tears. but walking slowly. memorizing the silhouettes of your trees. of your buildings: remembering you because I love you. because I will always love you. I will leave you in the spring, but I cannot go entirely away. I will leave a part of me here with you-a part of my youth and my heart.

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