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Page 13 text:
The Story of Sui San
"Sayonara, Sui San."
"Sayonara," and Sui San slowly turned
and pushed aside the paper 'walls which
opened into her room. j
Together, Sui San and Wakasa had
watched the beautiful Oriental sunset. To
them nothing had ever seemed more
beautiful. VVakasa would have been will-
ing to sit forever by the wall and watch
with Sui San that great golden ball as it
sank slowly, slowly, and serenely to meet
the sea. There had been a moment when
both had held their breath, for it surely
seemed as though the disk of gold must
rest on the edge of the world for a while.
But the moment of waiting was soon over,
and the sun had resumed its journey
downward, shedding as it went a glow far
over the sea. Rose, gold, and blue of the
sky so intermingled and blended as to give
that touch of' beauty so often lost in the
clouds and haze which hem in our vision.
No steamer leaving 'its trail of smoke on
the horizon, a tell-tale of civilization, only
the broad, ribbed, wing-like sail of a jap-
anese junk silhouetted against the western
glow, and moving so slowly as to make
one wonder whether or not it was moving
at all-altogether ai picture so fraught
with calmness, with the poignancy of
beauty, that it was never to be erased
from the minds of these two.
'4Sui San, only tomorrow we shall be
sailing toward the very place where the
sun is sinking. You will be my wife and
we shall be starting on our long, long
journey to America. Tomorrow-tomor-
row-and then-" D, Q ' Q
j",Oh, yes, Wakasa, and shall we sail
from Yokohama?" ' I ,
"Yes,,dear, the arrangements are com-
pleted. i,W'e shall take the steamer from
Yokohama tomorrow afternoon, cross the
japanese Bay, go down to lXIanila, touch
at Singapore, go through the Suez, and at
last cross the great Atlantic Ocean and
"Then, VVakasa, you may study. You
may become a great man: you may learn
of government, of the wonders of Ameri-
can ideals, and then after those few years
we will come back again to dear, dear
Aoyama. Is it not so, VVakasa?,'
"Yes, Sui San, it is all true. I shall
study. You shall have your own little
home and wait for me, until I have
learned how I may help my country.
Then we shall return to Aoyama, and
watch again just such sunsets as thisf,
The sun had dropped below the water.
The rose and gold of the sunset glow were
slowly changing, blending with the deep
blue to lavender, deeper still to purplish
gray, and now the twilight had come and
evening's quiet was settling down on the
sea before thern, and on the garden in
back. The great sail of the junk had be-
come almost invisible as its color blended
with the soft gray of the evening sky. The
first stars were pricking through the cur-
tain of the sky and night was coming
down, so softly, gently, and peacefully.
HI must take you to your door, Sui San,
and let you go in and have your rest. You
must sleep and dream of the pleasant new
countryito which you are going. Every-
thing is ready?
fcYes, yes, all is ready, and I am only
waiting for the morning to come. But
sleep, Vifakasa, sleep? I shall try to, but
no, I shall not sleep. I shall think, think,
and .wait for tomorrow. '
They walked through the tiny land-
scape garden, across miniature bridges,
through huge beds of chrysanthemums,
through a path, darkrwith dwarfed everf
Page 12 text:
10 THE GOLDEN-ROD
are acquiring the habit of not talking in
the corridors between classes. All that is
necessary is to extend this practice to fire
"THE BEST CLASS"
Another group of freshmen has come to
the shelter of these venerable walls. Per-
haps it will be the best class that has ever
entered the school. Vie hope that its
members feel that it will be. for only with
such a spirit can it succeed. It must be
admitted, however, that this class will
have to work hard to improve on some of
its predecessors. February, '28, here?s
wishing you luckf
The income from subscriptions covers
only in part the cost of publishing the
GOLDEN-ROD. Advertisements are its
chief financial support. Remember to
ullention the GOLDEX-ROD when patron-
izing our advertisers."
The Golden-Rod is "published by the
pupils of Quincy High Schoolf? The staff
will welcome any constructive criticism
from other students.
Don't close this magazine without
reading carefully HA 'Word to the Vllisei'
in the Athletic section.
. Odds and Ends
"Two women were washing dishesf,
Anybody got some more work for Amos
Leavitt to do?
Dingwell at the Vibllaston KIen's Club
supper: "Goshl I feel like a prize guinea
pig with this here tag on." Sad, but true.
Our second Demosthenes-Bill Killoh.
The ranks of the Bachelors' Club are
thinning. The causes-Sjostrom, Fuller,
and now Xickerson.
Have you tuned in to the new station?
Q. H. S. Lunchroom, I. Richman broad-
casting sardine sandwich at 11.25 A. M.
Our own little oil scandal-Nobiliis
Gleanings from Freshman
"Enoch was on the ship and he emi:-
.flipzed and broke his limb."
Another version gives: 'fEnoch was at
sea. One day he fell from the mast to the
ground and broke his lirnbf'
"'When the cats are awayv is an inde-
One Freshman tells us that "iXIr. D's
wife had died three years before, leaving
him a bachelor", while another, in Ia burst
of imagination, writes: "I am putting this
note in a bottle, which I shall throw over-
board on a wager.". Still another de-
clares that tithe pupils go from room to
room for each subject. and they have a
program card on crhiclz zo go."
IYhat Freshmen think they don't know.
lYhat makes Vallee so happy.
Viiihy Fuller can't keep still.
Ivhy our Literary Editor looks so sad
before the publication of the GOLDEN-
VVliy Klr. Jewell always gives home-
lYhy Nickerson is interested in French.
Does Blomquist look down on us?
Does Nickerson goaround with such a
dreamy look in his eyes? CIt's only re-
Did certain girls always come to the
basketball games? I
What Would Happen lf- .
The Alhambra closed? Think how
many Q. H. S. students would be left
Ed. Fuller appeared with a hat on?
There was a piano in the gym?
VVe were all R-R-ROBOTS? CAsk
Copley Theatre fans.D
Ran Cook got mad?
The new High School were finished?
Art Dean grew any longer?
A1 Broomsmith forgot to comb his hair?
The ice cream or candy counter went
out of business?
Mr. Upharn gave an E in U. S. His-
The Freshmen got any smaller?
Nobody talked in the corridors?
Bliss Armstrong stopped smiling?
Vanity cases were abolished?
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12 THE GOLDEN -ROD
green trees, lighted only by small metal
lanterns which the garden boy had lighted
at dusk. They reached the house, set like
a dollis play-house of paper, beside a
small pond. Sayonaras, goodnights, were
said, and Sui San entered her small room.
Everything was ready. as she had said.
.-X new American trunk was strapped and
waiting by the flower stand. Her best
kimono and obi were laid beside the small
block of wood which was her pillow. She
arranged her flowers, drew back the paper
shutter. and lay down upon her matting
bed, to think. Sleep she knew would not
come to her for a long time. Thoughts,
dreams. desires were surging through her
brain. She was to leave her country, her
home, and her friends to go to the great
.-kmerica. Should she be happy? But
yes, why not? She would have Vilakasa,
her little home and yes. perhaps a tiny
child to brighten it. Oh, she was not
worthy of such fortune! The honorable
ancestors were very good and kind to al-
low her such happiness. And then came
the thought of her approaching marriage
to VVakasa. She loved him with all her
heart, and she would be happy. Her girl
friends were to come early in the morning
to help her dress for the ceremony. She
would wear her snow-white wedding ki-
mono, which had been her grandmothers
They would arrange her hair and place
in it the tiny white bird of paradise. The
priest would say a few words, and she
would be the wife of Viiakasa. Her friends
would kiss her hands and give her sweet-
meats and flowers. They would all bow
very low before her, and then she and
Vkakasa would ride away in a jinrickisha
to the great railroad station, take the train
for Yokohama, and-of all that she could
not think. Sleep came at last, sweetly
carrying away all thoughts and giving her
the rest which she needed.
"Ohaio, Sui San, it is morning, your
Sui San arose happily to a glowing
world. Her girl friends greeted her glee-
fully and smothered their exclamations as
they saw the bright-eyed Sui San. Never
had she looked more beautiful. Her eyes
shone, her head was held proudly high, as
she called the little servant Nayo to help
her. The girls assisted Xayo in arranging
the clinging folds of Sui Sanls heavy silk
kimono, tied her obi, and fastened the
small bird of paradise in her hair. Dur-
ing this process, Sui San stood, while all
waited upon her, her eyes full of far-
away things, her voice sweetly soft and
clear as she gave directions to Nayo. At
last she stood ready, calm and lovely in
her wedding clothes, and in her dark eyes
a love-light was shining.
The Shintu priest arrived, the guests
assembled, each carrying a pure white
chrysanthemum. The room was decor-
ated with the same flower arranged simply
in very tall vases.
"Ogomenasai, I beg your pardon,
everyone is ready, Sui San," said the little
"Yoroshin, all right, I will come, Nayof'
Stopping only a moment to kneel be-
fore the Shintu shrine and murmur a few
words, she walked gracefully into the
room where the guests were waiting. She
hesitated only a minute, then went for-
ward to meet Vllakasa. Wlith her head
bowed she knelt before the priest, re-
splendent in his festive robes, old, and
greatly revered. A few words were said
softly and slowly by the priest, and a
prayer whispered by Sui San and VVakasa.
VVakasa took both her hands and, raising
her up, told her to lift her head. There was
one kiss and the sweet ceremony was over.
The guests arose, presented Sui San with
flowers, sweetmeats, and bowed low, very
low, before her. Hastily Sui San and
VVakasa said farewell to their friends and
rode away in the jinrickisha which was
waiting. They rode through the busy
streets, lined with open shops and nlled
with happy children. VVhen they arrived
at the Ueno station, which is Tokyo's
largest railroad station, they alighted and
went quickly into the waiting-room and
further out on the platform. There Vila-
kasa left Sui San and went to attend to
"I will be back in ten minutes, at just
twelve olclock, Sui San."
Neither of the two realized just how
long that ten minutes would be. For it
was just at the stroke of noon that the
platformupon which Sui San was stand-
ing began to shake as if a very heavy
train were pulling in. Sui San looked
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