Phillips High School - Mirror Yearbook (Birmingham, AL)

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T he Mirror THE GHOST WALKS Have you ever seen a ghost walk? I did. last summer. Some little boys in the neighborhood concocted a scheme whereby a ghost would float out of an alley. The ghost was a sheet on a coat hanger attached to a string. The first victims were two negro men, returning from work wearing heavy rubber boots. As they trudged along the street, one said. “How com’ us don't nebber see Joe no mo' ?” “He tolc me dat de don't nebber drive dere car in de day time cause de ain’t got no license: de jes' drives it at night,” replied the second darky. At this point one of them spied the ghost and shouted: “Look a dere. man! Com' on, pick 'em up! The last I saw of them they were galloping around the corner as fast as their heavy boots would allow. Our laughter had hardly subsided when two negro boys came down the alley in which the ghost lay in waiting. Their gay talk and carefree laughter could be heard before they came into view. However, it was not long before other sounds could be heard. Such sounds as: “Lawsv me, a ghost! and Glory be! The first negro had a head start on the second, but the former continued to run until he reached the protection of the street lamp. It was not long before a colored man and woman happened to pass along. These were conversing in loud tones about a friend of theirs. “Dat nigger, said the- woman, “is de laziest, good-for-nothingest piece of trash I’sc ebber seed. “Where do he stay now? asked the man. This question was not answered, and by this time the reason should be obvious. The colored gentleman retraced his steps so quickly that one could almost see the pavement roll up behind him. I’m sure the woman would have quickly followed his lead had not an automobile passed at this inopportune moment. The headlights revealed the .string to which the sheet was attached. The woman tried to tell the man this, but he replied: “No sir, I ain’t gwine dat way. 1 knows a ghost when I sees one! Com’ on here, nigger! And back they went in the same direction from which they had come. —Marjorie Dolvin [25]

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The Mirror LET ME TELL YOU! It was in the fall of 1936 that our small party entered the icy regions of Northern Canada. We pitched camp by a large mountain —a mountain so high that it took the sun half a day to climb. Every day we went deer hunting but the deer were so fast that we did not have time to raise our guns. We hunted for about a week before a deer was killed. I happened to be the one to kill it. It was on a brisk morning. I was so cold that 1 could have been sold for ice. Well, anyway, I took my trusty “gat” and started up the aforesaid high mountain. I would run a while, then walk a little, and then stand a few minutes behind a tree. After several hours 1 reached the top of the mountain where 1 heard a scratching noise to my right. I glanced quickly in that direction; well, o and behold—there stood a big, beautiful deer nipping frozen leaves. Quickly 1 raised my gun. but by the time I was ready to fire, the deer had gone. Well, it was too late to stop action, so 1 pulled the trigger. If that deer hadn’t been so fast, he would not have been killed; tor by the time the shots had reached the nearby mountain, that deer had reached the top also, and he ran right into my shots—or my shots into him! —Harry Rives A VAGABOND A vagabond in carefree mood Whistled gaily in rapturous solitude. The golden rod was swaying to and fro Along the winding country road. He stopped a while and picked a few, And looked upon the glistening dew. The caressing whisper of the wind Told tales to him that never end. —Eva Lee Frederick [24]

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THE PAST JULIUS CAESAR ACT I Scene I—The living room of a little green bungalow somewhere in Birmingham. About 8 a. m. Enter, Calpurnia and Caesar. Cal.—What mean you, Caesar, think you to walk forth1 ? You shall not stir out of your house today. Cae.—Caesar shall forth. Cal.—Thrice2 and again have 1 asked thee, yea, verily, have I implored thee to pay your chauffeur license.8 Know ye not that yesterday was the last day. The Ides of March arc come.4 Cae.—The traffic cops that threaten me ne’er looked but on my back; when they shall sec the face of Caesar,5 they shall vanish. Cal.—Peace ho, my lord. Last night 1 did have a most remarkable dream. I did sec most strange sights, I did hear most unusual sounds.0 Cae.—Did I not warn thee against a second goblet of Mrs. Brutus’ homebrew.7 Enter Dec ins. Caesar s office boy. Dec.—Caesar, all hail; good morrow, Caesar, 1 come to fetch thee to the office. Your boss wishes to discourse with you upon some very weighty8 matters. Cae.—Thou art come in a happy time to bear my greetings to the president of my company. Tell him I will not come today. Tell him I am out of gas.0 Cal.—Hie thyself hither, Dccius, say lie has a flat tire.10 Dec.—Let me know some cause lest I be laughed at when I tell them so. Cae.—Thou art mv friend, Dccius. Thou hast proven this to me many times. I hou hast turned many collectors and agents from my private office. 1 will confide my fears in thee. Dec.—Ah. and well you may, noble Caesar. 1. This docs not refer to the order of his walk, but is interpreted to mean, To take the air.” 2. Once plus twice. 3. Driver’s license. 4. The dead line for Caesar. 5. There is no contemporary evidence that Caesar's face had been lifted at this date; on the other hand, he had not been in a wreck or played football. 6. There was no anti-noise law in Caesar’s time. 7. This is unintelligible in the light of modern repeal. I probably a misprint and should read Rome-brcw.” 8. Probably at the instigation of the Bureau of Standards. 9. Costliest rejuvenating fluid. 10. Due to a sharp instrument. [26]