Central High School - Mirror Yearbook (Birmingham, AL)

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the entire character. Hamlet is a pitiable demonstration of this fact. Notwithstanding the deficiencies in Hamlet’s character, there is so much of the human and pathetic in his life that he teaches a powerful lesson to every student of mankind. The notes of unspoken grief that we hear only when the thoughts find words in solitude shed a solemnity about a life totally without sympathy. His realization of his habit of allowing his plans to go unexecuted calls forth a volley of self-reproach which will not be hushed by the reasons that his judgment offers to justify his irresolution. He goes on. however, without sympathy and in the face of self-reproach to be faithful to his duty at any cost to himself, know- ing all the while that he must fall with the wicked king, he remains steadfast in his purpose of revenge and readily accepts the treacherous challenge because he knows it is his duty. It is not merely his condition in life which he accepts but the appeal of duty to the strong sense of justice inherited from ancestors in the north land that takes possession of him and ordains him a minister of revenge. It is this urgent appeal of duty that calls into play his brilliant intellect, his power of deep and logical thought, and his profound emotions. It is this also that lays bare the lack of will power in the insufficient man and draws us near in sympathy to a very pathetic life. Sal lie Mac Wade. Ti. JOY There’s morning, morning everywhere. In earth and sky and me. There’s morning, morning everywhere, From the mountain to the sea. There’s spring, there's spring in everything. In bird and clod and flower. There’s spring, there's spring in everything. In palace, cot and tower. There’s music, music everywhere. In every tender breeze; There’s music, music everywhere, In birds and honey bees. There’s color, color everywhere. In skies at eve and morn: There’s color, color everywhere, ()n roses and on thorn. There’s youth, there’s youth in everything. In weed and blade of grass: There’s youth, there's youth in everything. In all the world’s great mass. There's promise, promise everywhere. In wood and valley and plain : There’s promise, promise everywhere. In sunshine and in rain. There’s love, there's love in everything. in manhood and bird and beast: There's love, there’s love in everything. The highest and the least. There’s Clod, there's God in everything. In moon and sun on high : There’s God. there’s God in everything, ()n earth and in the sky. Anita Waldhorst. 'i i.

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The True Character of Hamlet With Ins wonderful power of inter preting human life. Shakespeare gave to the world in the character of I lamlet a true and eternal type of man. In him we find many of the grandest qualities of manhood. Then, too. the faults, often more glaring than the virtues, wait to strike the sympathetic vibration of a kindred string in every heart. We see at once the sad conscientious, oftentimes brilliant, son of a murdered king trying with all his concentrated power to revenge a fatner’s murder, and the self-centered, introspective scholar who is miserable because he loves no mortal better than himself. The first quality of manhood that impresses us in the character of Hamlet is his brilliant intellect, lie displays the powers of his mind oftenest in outbursts of genuine wit. For the crafty politician. Polonius. he always has a racy reply, while he never fails to baffle Rosencrantz and Guildenstern in their attempts to wring from him his secrets. Many soliloquies show the working of his mind and his depth of thought, lie speaks for all people and for all ages when he says. “Tims conscience doth make cowards of us all; and thus the native hue of resolution is sickbed o’er with the pale cast of thought. In this as well as in other soliloquies he goes to the very bottom of the question in his mind and then collects his thoughts and forms his plans. With a mind very thoroughly trained in the great University of Wittenberg. he could not be satisfied with those qualities which the depth and keenness of self-analvsis showed to be inherent in his nature. Next to the intellectual, the emotional side of Hamlet’s nature is most thoroughly developed. From the moment of the awakening of the “desire for revenge in the “prophetic soul of the son by the visit of the ghost of the murdered king, Hamlet was true to the promise to “Remember thee! Ay thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat in this distracted globe. He could hardly refrain from gratifying his longing for revenge when he found the king praying. He did not refrain from striking when he thought the king was con-cealed behind the arras in the queen’s room. It seems to be a contradiction that so selfish a person as Hamlet should have such a loving, appealing heart. This is his redeeming virtue-Though it is impossible to love him be cause of his intense self-interest, yet we can not help sympathizing with him because in him we find our traits of character reflected. The attitude of so sterling a character as Horatio toward Hamlet as well as Hamlet’s own feeling toward his mother reveal his inmost heart. The deepest strain of emotional appeal rings through his talk with his mother. In this splendid pouring out of his noble sentiments, the respect and love which he felt for his dead father and his reverence for the highest and best in life are fervently expressed. His “good night, and when you are desirous to be blessed I'll blessing beg of you voices his longing and approval of the “Everlasting God. Will power, that mighty foundation of the immovable man. is the element of character which is visibly lacking in Hamlet. I le is an excellent example of the forger of the chain of habit held powerless within its grasp. His aptitude for planning and the irresolution which permitted the intention to escape in words and not in deeds, made so deep a furrow in his brain that his inclination could not choose but follow it. It is a psychological fact that weakness in any one of the three primary elements of character, will power, emotions or intellect tends to unbalance

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Wanted A Little Name “What do you say to going to the mountains for a few days?” said I'red enthusiastically. “We'll have great sport, besides getting a good rest. “Well. I have no objections.” drawled his companion- “Anything to escape this heat.” So it was decided that the two should spend their vacation in the mountains. Fred and Dick Wilson were cousins. They had been known as the “t wo terrors” when they were children, and although Fred could still claim his share of the name. Dick had dissolved partnership having lately assumeed the dignity and seriousness that accompanies twenty-one. A few days after their arrival at “Merry Mount,” Dick said. “What about that scheme of ours? We can do it up while we are here, make some money and surprise all of our friends, besides.” “I'm with you, old man. But we ll have to take some other name or we ll he found out- Xante please? Ila. ha: but its bully. How’s Jesse James Co. ?” Couldn’t be.” said Dick. Let’s wait until we have finished all the other plans: then we can get our ‘alias .’ Oh, ’What’s in a name anyway? That’s what that little English fellow Burns said once, when-------” But Fred's thoughts were suddenly sidetracked when he noticed two girls turning the bend of the road, and disappearing from view. I )ick had not seen them at all. so taking advantage of this. Fred said. Well, if we’re through with this business I’m going to get a breath of air. And without so much as asking Dick to go along, he left in the direction which the girls had taken. “Hello. Ellie. wait. Hazel.” he cried as soon as he caught sight of them. “What are vou doing around here?” Then Fred learned that they were upon a camping trip, but would return home in a few days. Don’t worry about that quarrel you had with Dick, Hazel. I’ll fix it all right, but don’t you girls come near the hotel. he said when leaving them. W hen Fred returned to his room, he met Dick, who told him that he had almost completed the plans. “Only. he said, I can’t think of the name yet, neither am I sure about the outcome of the whole thing. This is what is troubling me: What shall we do with the girls? Of course they will be accused of the robbery, so let's compel them to hide in the little house in the woods. We’ll have everything ready by tomorrow night. What’s the mat ter? You’re not going to back out now, arc you “No,” his companion replied. I was just thinking how lucky we were that no one heard us.” Then to himself, We couldn’t have that boat ride 1 planned for tomorrow morning. Dick and Hazel have been angry too long already and this will be the way to straighten matters as I promised Hazel I would. Most maids are inquisitive, but the one at Merrv Mount hotel had an extra share of curiosity- Finding a crumpled paper on the lloor in Dick’s room, she did not hesitate to discover the nature of the contents. Unfolding the paper she read, “Tell Hazel and Elizabeth that they must hide immediately or be caught.” I lere the sheet was torn. Terrified, she hurried with the note to Mr. Hall, the manager. Dick was just returning from a walk when he was meet by Mr. Hall and the sheriff. “Come,” said the sheriff taking hold of Dick. “I’ve got ’thoritv here. See this badge? We’ve got right smart to walk ’fore we get to the lock-up. but once there it’s goin’ to be hard fer you. Dick had