Cleveland High School - Beacon Yearbook (St Louis, MO)

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X ,' W 2 3 TWO RINGS Q OUT!-! had long slipped from the old cheeks of Silas Warner. .4 Today was his eightieth birthday and he sat by the glowing fireplace gazing complacently at the dancing flames, musing over the two rings he held fondly in his hands. To him they were dear relics-mementos from other days-fragments of a happy past. Two rings-so simple and unassuming in their form, so uncostly in their value but priceless in their worth to Silas. Within these two little bands two great loves found their abode. The first represented his boyhood sweetheart -Mother! He picked up the clumsy circle, for it was clumsy compared to rings of this day and age, twirled it around his finger and then put it between his teeth as he was wont to do in his boyish bashfulness. He loved this ring, treasured it, and had kept it for almost eighty years. ln his left hand he held the other. This was silver and highly polished. Within the band was engraved To Silas from your loving Wife. Although the length of time that he had cherished this token was not so long as the other, it was no less dear to his heart. It did one good to peep from behind the door and watch this time- worn man cast aside his aged self and become young again in the marvelous land of make-believe, as he let his fancy slowly trail from one event in his life to another whose delightful memories found them- selves within the fold of these two rings. The joy, though intermingled with grief, was far too much for Silas, and then a tear escaped from his eyes and fell on the rings. Grandpa! Grandpa! Where are you? Oh, there you are! Happy Birthday, Grandpa! And Sonny, a little five-year-old bundle of happiness, dashed across the room, leaped into the old man's lap, and before Silas had time tollcatch his breath it was lost again in the tight hug that Sonny gave him. Sonny! Sonny! He pleaded be- tween gasps for the necessary element. Sonny, the rings! Twenty-nine

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he hummed part of a song, and once he even made up some words to it, for Skilletface had a musical soul. By and by he gave up. Reckon farmin' ain't no good. Guess l's gonna' get back on de boat. When he arrived at the landing the boat was nearly ready to start. The Captain spied him as he was making a rush for the boat. Skilletface, you good-for-nothing nigger! he yelled. Get them flat- feet on this boat and help cast off before l knock your empty head off! l's comin', Cap'm, l's comin', and it's agonna' be a long time 'fore I's leaves this boat again few to go farmin' and such. l's a steamboatin' man, l isln SELMA HONIKER june, '29 MOTORING Bless me, this is pleasant Riding 'round the town, Speeding through the boulevards And bouncing up and down! Mercy, what's the matter? Carburetor broke? What an awful crash it made! And what a dreadful smoke! My, but this is dandy, Passing all the cars, Running like the limited Beneath the autumn stars! Horrors, what's the matter? Tire trouble? What? Why a body would have thought It were a cannon shot! EVELYN PRIESS Twenfy -1-ighl

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. i Q RQ-, S5,..Sws 1 g e 555 W V g .s ,a.Vf,: 3 - -- H -n .1- - -v Sonny released his grandfather and slipped to the floor to pick up the articles in question. 'Ts so sorry, Grandpa, he said as he returned the precious rings to their respective hands. Sonny again perched himself on the old man's knees and begged for a story of the two rings. Sonny, he said solemnly, today l am going to give them to you. They tell their own story. The boy took from the right hand a teething ring. The left hand gave him a napkin ringl will i fin? ci' .rf-.1-st ffftllms , NORMA GIUDICE HISTORY REPEA TS ITSELF HIS age is called the age of turmoil and speed, but let us look into the past. Has there ever been any other nation in which the citizens traveled as extensively and luxuriously as in Amer- ica? Yes, indeed, the Romans not only traveled as extensively but improved and perfected their vehicles until a traveler en- joyed the same comforts as a permanent dweller. The splendor of the great city of Rome, the magnificence of its buildings, the gaeity of its festivals, the renown of its professors and artists attracted strangers to it in crowds. But while crowds flowed in, Rome also spread out over the world. The magnificent system of roads was the stimulant to this great spread of art and culture. Traces of these marvelous constructions have been found over the entire empire built so well that they exist even today. With such a system it was necessary for guidebooks to be written containing information as to stations, distances and places where one could stay. These were the origin of our road maps. The Roman was not satisfied to travel only in comfort, he also desired rapidity. State post-houses were established along the roads to supply'government officials with speedy, comfortable travel. The Thirry