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THE SAILOR ' S RETURN The moon a path of radiance leaves Upon the silvery bay, And a beacon light in the black, black night Guides the sailor lad on his way. In a reverie, he dreams not of the sea Or a life on the living foami. He dreams instead of his sweetheart, Beth, And his loved ones, there at home. His ship abounding lightly, cuts The rough waters black as night. And leaves behind it swirls of foam As fluffy as lace and as white. He is coming home from a far off port. And his heart is light and free. He has gathered rare treasures from foreign lands To bring across the sea. For his mother dear, there ' s a black lace shawl From quaint, romantic Spain. For his sister small is a dainty French doll. That long in his trunk has lain. Beth ' s gift is next and loveliest — A ring of Venetian gold Inlaid with pearls and amethysts, ' Tis from Egypt, that land of old. But see, at last the lights appear. The lights of home once more, And his mother and Beth are waiting for him, There on his native shore. — Virginia Knight, H9, HONOLULU Since I have lived in Honolulu for six years, I can tell you about some of her marvelous beauties. Honolulu, as all must know, is the capital of the Hawaiian Islands. Tourists from all parts of the world enjoy stopping there for a visit. As I have experienced myself, the inhabitants do not care to leave for even a brief stay at any other place. The climate in the winter is almost as warm and sunny as that in the summer. The far-famed Waikiki Beach is surrounded by very large hotels and palatial residences. On any afternoon scores of bathers may be seen enjoying the warm waters of the bay. Many surf-riders, riding the waves on their boards, also may be seen. Kapiolani Park is near the beach. It is named for Princess Kapiolani, who once lived in its center. Now there is an immense bronze fountain which has a griffin on its top. This fountain was given to the city by the Japanese inhabitants of the Islands. An auto road around Diamond Head leads to Kaimuki, one of the suburbs of Honolulu. Nuuanu Valley is one of the most beautiful residence sections of the city. The homes of sugar planters are to be found all about the valley region. About six miles farther up this valley is the famous Pali, a narrow mountain pass. Here Kamehameha drove his enemies over the steep cliff on to the rocks below. — Philip Klinefelter, H7.
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THE SONG OF LORELEI The moonlight shimmered softly across the peaceful river. The stars twinkled brightly on a beautiful rock standing in the center of the water, and the castle on the bank frowned at the serene beauty of the peaceful scene. Then something stirred on the rock, and a figure rose, bathed in silvery moonbeams. It was the sea-m-mph, Lorelei, who so often enchanted mariners mth her voice. She stood up; her long hair floated around her in a golden cloud and mingled with her green draperies. The fir-trees on the banks of the river waited expectantly for her nightly song to the moon. She raised her hand, in which she held a sea-shell comb, and stretched it toward the moon; then she opened her lips. A mournful tone flowed forth, then quickened and rose higher in a glorious burst of unrivaled music. The river paused to listen, then flowed more softly that it might hear. The fir-trees stopped rustling and listened eagerly, while the wind played with the sea-maid ' s hair. Her song seemed to stop, then rose to a bewitching, per- suasive tone. The silver head of a fish rose out of the stream, as it listened. Soon the banks were crowded ath listening animals; still she sang. The moon sank slowly, while in a wild pleading melody she vainly sang for it. The hand in which she held the comb stopped its entreating gesture, the exquisite voice lost its pathos, and the lovely head tossed angrily at the moon for resisting the charm of Lorelei. Then in glorious harmony she sang, bewitching the listening animals. Suddenly a fishing craft rounded a curve in the river, bearing in it a young man. She turned quickly, glad to find someone to conquer. She stretched her slender white arms to him, and, with a cruel light in her eyes, she sang to him in a fascinating voice. He tried to resist, but could not; then he sprang toward the rock and stretched out his arms for the beautiful m.aiden. But she was too far waay, and he dropped in the water, to meet the fate of many others who had been enchanted by Lorelei. Her song rose proudly, and her eyes flashed with victory, as she exalted herself. Then her voice died away, and she stopped singing. The spellbound animals crept away, leaving her alone. Lorelei glided gracefully into the water and was seen no more. — Frances Rice, H7. A HALLOWE ' EN DANCE ' Twas a dark and eerie night, All was still; The pumpkin-heads were dancing When the fun was at its highest, Came the dawn; The leader of the pumpkin-heads On the hill. Cried, " Begone I " A shrill scream broke the silence All around. The goblins and witches fell To the ground. Just then the sun peeped o ' er the hill; They were gone. The shining sun god wondered what Was going on. — Natalie de Groot, H7.
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Ed Johanson and Jack Dawson, Chief Justice, were discussing student court business in the hall. Helen B. was talk- ing to them. Bob Raftery came up to Helen and said: " Do you want to take another name, Helen? " Helen B. re- plied, " Oh, Bob, this is so sudden! " Oh! the uniforms of the Civil War Are often in dispute. Though my father was a Federalist, He wore a union suit. Mother — Be sure to dry your neck and ears. Roxby O. — Wasn ' t I lucky, mama, I didn ' t get a drop on them. He was so dumb that he thinks rub- ber trees grow in Scotland, but you know just as well as I do that they don ' t grow anything there that gives. She was only an upholsterer ' s daugh- ter, but she sure knew her stuff. Mrs. Donegan, beginning conversation over the back fence — Well, Mis ' Smith, I hear yer son ' s on the football team at the college where he goes. What part does he play? Mrs. Smith — Well, I ' m not sure, but I think he ' s one of the draw-backs. Miss Fraser — Lamory, give me a sen- tence with " income tax " in it. Lamory — I had a little dog and his name was Tax. I opened the door and in come Tax. Mr. Rushforth — I will use my hat to represent the planet Mars. Allen Fowle — Is Mars inhabited? A Slight Mistake When we are away in the summer In our boat we go for a sail; Our dog likes to sit On the edge of it, In the water to drag his tail. A swimmer who saw its beauty Dragging along in the wave, Cried out in haste, No time to waste, " O lady! Your fur-piece I ' ll save. " — Maida West, H7. John Linscott: " Did you take a bath? " Joe Wilson: " No, is there one miss- ing? " BIRD SAYS I Customer: " I don ' t want to buy your crackers; they tell me the mice are al- ways running over them. " Grocer: " That ain ' t so; why the cat sleeps in the barrel every night. " " That ' s a new one on me, " said the monkey, as he scratched his back. " You may be the apple of your mother ' s eye but you ' re not even ap- pealing to me. " Ernest Mahl: " Please, sir, I ' ve called to see if I could get a job. " Small-store owner: " But I do nearly all the work myself. " Ernest Mahl: " That suits me, sir! " Miss Archer: " Johnny, do you know how iron was discovered? " David W: " Yes, ma ' m, my father said that they smelt it. " Keith Munro was receiving his first ad- dition lesson. " There is Mr. Jones, Mrs. Jones, and the baby. How many are there? " " Two and one to carry. " My favorite Scotch story is the one about the Scotchman who took his boy out of school because the teacher told him to pay attention. Jack Dawson: " Are you guilty or not guilty? " " I don ' t quite see, " said Orville Rugg, " why I should interfere with the jury ' s guessing contest. " Frank Armstrong: " Mother, I will be good for a dime. " Mother: " Why can ' t you be good for nothing like your father? " Mrs. Kramer: " Paul, what are geese ? " Paul Kramer: " Geese are a lot of gooses. " My, what a swell shine yo ' face got, Mandy. What kin ' of face powder yo ' use ? Flesh colored ? Mandy: " Who, me? Naw, ah jes ' uses stove polish. " Mandy: " Say, Rastus, will you get me some of that tar soap, so ah kin keep ma ' school girl complexion? "
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