Southold High School - Snuffbox Yearbook (Southold, NY)

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THE SNUFF BOX

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THE SNUFF BOX he dropped, panting and fatigued. Marette knelt beside him, and taking his wet head in her arms, she hugged him tightly, while he tried vainly to lick the hand of his beloved mistress. Many honors were showered upon the brave dog, who so gallantly saved the life of Melisse, and the people of the village still take delight in relating the glorious tale. L. S. '31. THE WOODS IN WINTER It is cold, and the gray murkiness of the hour before dawn makes it all the more dreary. Behind the tall and silent ghost-like forms that seem to be reaching clammy fingers out to snatch anything that should come within their grasp, looms a white figure of immense proportions. This figure rises majestically above the smaller forms and its head is enveloped in a mist. Dawn is coming. Slowly the ghostly bodies take shape. Along the horizon, on each side of the giant-like figure, the sun god paints his glorious colors. And look! There is the sun god’s chariot rising. At first a speck of it is seen, but little by little it climbs the sky until it is resting on the peak of the great figure—and lo! the ghost-like figures become many snow covered trees of a forest, and the huge form turns into a white mountain. The trees seem to welcome Apollo’s awakening, for their tall forms sparkle like tiny gems and the icicles shine like diamonds. If the forest could give voice to its gladness, I think a tinkle of icicles and a tiny tinkle of fairy bells could be heard. The mountain itself is sparkling and seems to look befittingly enough for the honor of having the sun god rest on its white-capped summit. L. W. S. ’31 NO USE SIGHIN’ No use frettin’ when exams come ’round, No use grievin’ when the teachers frown, No use sighin’ when there’s work to do, No use wailin’ when you’re blue. Only thing that you can do Is work an’ wait till the sky gets blue. No use mopin’ when the Seniors win, No use sobbin’ if you’re free from sin. No use cryin’ when the harm is done; Just keep on tryin’ an’ workin’ on. For it’s how school is an’ the way things are That you’ve got to face if you travel far. J. W. ’30 23

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THE SNUFF BOX DIARY ON THE WASHINGTON TRIP Tuesday, April 2 At last we’re here! Tired but happy we’ve reached Washington around which most of our thoughts have centered for some months. What a thrill our first view of the Capitol, gleaming magically in the distance gave us as we pulled into the station. After leaving the train at the Union Station (somewhat larger and more impressive than the one at Southold) we were met and piloted to our hotel, the Hamilton, where we are very comfortable. What appetites we had acquired after a day’s travel! Great quantities of food were necessary to satisfy us that first evening. After dinner we went to the Congressional Library where we feasted our eyes upon some of the many beautiful and historic objects; the Declaration of Independence among them, encased in its marble shrine. Oh yes, on the way to Washington, we stopped in Philadelphia, where we enjoyed a sight-seeing trip around the city. We saw many things of interest, including the Liberty Bell, and the meeting place of the first Continental Congress. And now for some sleep, if I can only persuade my niosy room- 25