St Marys High School - Lance Yearbook (Medford, OR)

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QUEEN or PEACE, PRAY For us 0 Mary conceived without sinn .. , a hun- dred voices were solemnly raised in song . . . the church rafters echoed ...' 'pray for us who have recourse to Thee' '... a hundred voices pleaded tenderly to Mary . . , the wonderful Mother ol the perfect Son . . . to help them through life. Slowly, as the voices stopped, the queen arose and lcnelt before Gm Lady while her attendants gathered roses and laid them at the loot ol the altar. Q Mary, we crown Thee with roses today, Gently the crown was placed on Mary,s head . . . HQueen ol the Angels, Queen ol the Mayf, With grace and ease the queen walked back and resumed her place. Then it was over. lt was lilce a battle won, Mary was the victor . . . She captured us and held us prisoners with her love and devotion, but somehow we lcnew it wasnlt over. , .Mary would always be victorious. She would always lead her army and capture hearts. The procession lelt the church . . . the altar boys First, then the girls in white, the attendants lovely in pastel shades and last, the aueen in bridal array. They marched to Mary's music and sang Mary,s songs . . . their hearts beating loyalty to her. Mary still leads . . . still tights for souls that cry to her lor mercy. She is our Queen ol Peace . . she reigns eternally. Left to rightAMary Alice Keenan, Katherine Madden, Rita Long CQueenD, Mary O'Connor, Shirley Young Mary Shirley, Jane Reagan, Betty Mastin, Clara Casey, Kathleen Ackerman, Evelyn Long

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VITAMINS FCP VICTQRV Laughter filled the room, the conversation vvas light and animated, the august seniors had be- come as freshmen again. lhey found their places at the table and were serious only long enough to voice their appreciation to God for the abund- ance of good food before them. Each one was filled with the lightness of mood created by the gaily decorated table. The flags of victory waving from blue and gold favors spurred them on, food disappeared as fast as zealous hands could replenish it. Delighted with the attrac- tive corsages provided for them, the girls pinned them on with enthusiasm and could not be in- fluenced to remove them. Discussions of what each senior vvas to do alter school were mixed with frequent commentations on the tasty food. Father l-loran, our guest of honor, mingled vvith the crowd and added the stimulating note of dignity that the occasion required. When the meal vvas over and grace said, the smiling guests departed. It may be said, that a good time was had by all. P. S. We did the dishes. 39-

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I-IAIL! CHRIST, out KING f I l The brightly illuminated church stood Hwrapped in silence, its front altar simply adorned with ferns, its repository decorated with Madonna lilies and dewy rosesfits statues draped in white. Suddenly, breaking the silence, the soft notes of the organ pealed forth the Childrens festive March, to announce the arrival of the tiny children who were later to strew flowers be- fore our Lord, Silently, slowly, the tiny cherubs tripped down the aisle to talce their places, for Mass was about to begin. ln nomine patri . . .as Mass began, we realized that in the whole liturgy of the Catholic Church no ceremony is as joyful or sorrowful or as im- pressive as that of l-loly Thursday. The bells ring, the organ plays . . . then silence . . . the deep silence of the grave. 11- ln solemn gravity the procession began, The cross bearer and the torch-bearers moved sol- emnly down the aisle, leading the procession to make way for the coming of the Lord. As the girls in white dropped their flowers, and as the choir boys and girls lifted their voices in praise to the l.ord,our minds turned baclc to an- other scene, so long ago, when Christ rode in glory through the streets of Jerusalem. And now in memory, the scene was reenacted, but in a more solemn vein, for we knew, as they did not, that soon our Redeemer was to be crucified. As the last child slipped slowly out of the stately portals, and as the light dimmed, those in their seats sat misty-eyed as they felt the beauty ancl solemnity of their religion and what it meant to them to have been blessed with the gift of faith.