Richmond Hill High School - Archway / Dome Yearbook (Richmond Hill, NY)

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THE DOME Page 1? in his gods? See, here is Montrore, already deep in doubt, in a slough from which I cannot draw him. I pray thee, Zahorta, repent of thy sins, secret and whatever they may be, that the gods may forgive thee and restore to thee thy reason. Zahorta fgentlyj: Nay, captain, I have but recently restored myself to reason. I wish not to destroy man's inner faith. I try to teach him to build his own faith in himself. Gort falmost pityingly at the sight of so handsome a youthj: Thou art mad, mad with a madness beyond human understand' mg. i Montrore: Thou art not mad, Zahorta, or if thou art, then so am I, for I think I understand thee. Thy words have a sound as of silver and rippling fountains in my ears. Tell me more, oh priest. Whence came thy knowledge, inspired one? Zahorta: It came not but was engen- dered within me, by mine own soul, young sentinel. Montrore: My name is Montrore, pro' phetf' Zahorta: Montrore, in thine eyes I dis' cern a longing for that which thou knowest not. Montrore: Oh priest, my soul is troubled with stormy thoughts. I love my golden city, Noone, and its people and its fair green gardens. I love the palaces of onyx and chalcedonyg I love its little humble houses of oak and marble, and their dark mahogany doors. I love even the desert that laps hungrily at the far eastern edges of the high white walls. I would not have it pass away as a dream that one dreams in the night and, waking, remembers only faintly and as in a mist. Gort: Oh, they are mad ideas that he would tell thee, Montrore. Heed not his words, they cannot be true. Zahorta: Alas, Gort, I have striven hard to make thee and all like thee perceive the truth and yet ye believe not in me. fSudf denly in the dawn that has been struggling over the purple eastern mountains and now stands with upfstretched arms on the highest peak, his face glows bright and goldenj Yea: Noone shall fall and soon, and not of gods' willing but of men's fear. Oh, this I tell thee, that men shall never be free till they have thrown off the shackles of their godfwillingf' Gort: A man must believe in something. Zahorta: Then will man believe in him' self for in himself alone is there divine power and fire. When the day shall come that men believe in men and cease to worf ship idols, then the gods that slumber in their hearts shall rise and men then shall be gods and this world grown too small for them. Then shall they wander off to the far stars and the only one true godfheadf' Gort fshockedj: He is mad! He is mad! Montrore fin ecstasyj: Oh glorious inf spiration! Gort: Blasphemy! Blasphemyln Montrore: Oh, godffire, arise in my heart! Qzahorta watches them with a soft slow smile in his eyes. Suddenly faint cries are heard in the city. The three look over the city. Zahorta unhappily, and Gort and Montrore stunned., Zahorta fwhisbersj: It is vanishing in a mist and only I shall remain to keep the name of Noone from oblivion. fThe wall begins to crumble and with a terrible cry, Gort topples overj Zahorta: It is gone. fOnly a jagged bit of wall remains. Montf rore has fallen to his knees and gazes in agony at the spot where the city once was., Montrore fdullyj: It is gone like a morning mist. Zahorta fsadlyj: It was doomed of its own will. Montrore: Oh, my lovely city, where art thou now? Zahorta: Alas, they would not listen. Montrore: That little sparkle on the ground, there sinks the highest golden spire on Agonidan's jasper palace. Zahorta: They had saved themselves had they but realized. Montrore fmoaningj : My father's little green and golden garden, the daffodils and the green smilax - all gone - oh, my mother! Zahorta fkindly and sorrowful, as he lays his hand on Montrore's shoulderj: Cease thy weeping, Montrore, for there are yet others to be saved from selffwillcd doomsf' Montrore fshaking off the handj: Let them meet their fates. What matter to me who have lost the world? Zahorta: Wouldst thou have all man' kind suffer as thou? Montrore fweakening, or to speak more correctly, strengthening a littlej: L'Nay, but 'tis a fearsome thing. Oh, my father's little garden, gold sunlight and green smilax! My mother there among the daffodils!

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iiis DOME I MP ' W Phage 419' Zahorta: But there are other little garf dens that must not fade away. Nlontrore fstraighteningj: No, they must not fade away in green and gold. What would you? Zahorta: Come thou with me where manfwilled gods and manfwilled dooms yet threaten other golden cities. Come where heavy hearts still fear and doubt within their little gardens. Ivlontrorez This alone is left to me. Finis. PUPPY LGVE By MARJORIE SHINGLER ,lglsffr-2!!!l' Y mother and father were waxy both thorobreds. When I fn E was born there were two WI f others beside myself and 4 1 f both had been taken !'b F away by people who had tj' f come and I was the only ,I 'X X j one left. That was bee ,f cause my nose was not f ' -.- ' it sharp enough for a collie N and so I was left until Ny' x .alnslli one night my master brought home a big fat man who seemed enormous to me and being afraid of his stepping on me, I cried out. That drew his attention to me. My master and he spoke for quite some time and then 1 heard the fat man laugh and say, Well, I'lI take him if you will tell me where I can keep him in my bachelor abode. There was more talking, then some laughing, and then the fat man took me up in his arms out into the street and into a car. W'hen we stopped I was taken out of the car and into a house where there were two other men almost as fat as he. I was given some warm milk and shut into a room and was not taken out until next morning when I was given some more milk and then left alone. I'll never forget that day-it was full of terrors. I could hear a constant lapping of water and when I Hn' ally got onto a couch and then after a sucf cession of bumps got to a window sill and when I looked out I found that the house was not a house at all but a sort of boat not wholly in the water but the water was on one side of it. QI afterwards found out that it was a houseboatj That night the men came home again and later on a girl came with her motheri They fondled me and the girl kept me on her lap the whole time she was there and when she left the fat man who had brought me handed her a key and then she and the lady went away. The next day I was left alone till about ten o'clock when that girl who had been here came again and this time when she went away she took me with her. Pretty soon we came to a small house not on the water but near it and when the girl came up the path leading to the house two great big dogs came bounding down the path to meet her and she called them Stubby and Tyke and made quite a fuss over them. I cowered behind her legs scared stiff be' cause the only big dogs I had ever known were my mother and father. In a few days though I got to know the people in that house pretty well. Besides the girl and the two dogs there were a boy and that lady that I had seen that first day. There was always a crowd of young people there, be- sides. The dogs were Airedales, Stubhy and Tyke. I soon loved Stubby and my mistress whose name was Jean, but Tyke was differ' ent. From the first day he saw me he left me entirely alone and whenever I came near him he would walk away. One day I heard him speaking about me to Stubby and this is what he said: Ever since that little thing has come we have to stay at home. Our mistress thinks he is too small to take out and she thinks she can't take us and leave him at home so we have to stay home and keep him company. There was lots more that he said and I gathered that I was not as welcome as I thought and that in plain words Tyke was jealous because Jean gave much of her time to me and did not play with them and take them for long walks any more. As time went on it got worse. Not that Tyke was mean or hurt me. .lust the opposite. He left me entirely alone and if I came into a room where he was he would stalk out with his nose in the air and never would come near meg why he was this way I don't know because every' body said that I was the prettiest and anyf way my tail was longer than Tyke's. His was just a cut off stub andl think that that