William Howard Taft High School - Senior Yearbook (Bronx, NY)

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TFAT yfhzczzf By the shores of 172 street, by the big, muddy swamps dwelled a tribe called the Tfat Ytlucafll. The Ytlucafs Cas we shall call them for the sake of brevityD, made their home in dark, damp, moss-covered caves. At their head was Chief Eidorb, the bravest and most powerful of them all. Now relax, dear reader, and let your mind wander back over many centuries so as to be able to see these odd people in their own habitat. As we approach the encampment we see a rehcaet Cthat's Ytlucaf for warriorb, slinking from tree to tree, gleefully stoning all of the whistling crea- tures of the forest to death. We shout a cheerful Uughn to Lahtnesor and continue onward. Shielding our eyes from the smoke of myriad fires, we step into one of the smaller caves. Here everything is chaotic. Little stneduts Cthat's Ytlucaf for childrenD are busily carving hieroglyphics on cubes of rock with crude hammers and chisels. Sitting in the midst of all the confusion is Niffirg. just then blood-chilling Tarzan-like shouts pierce our ears. Blinking like owls, we rush out into the strong sunlight, just in time to see Yelnah and Dlawneerg high overhead in the trees, swinging along from branch to branch. VV e are very lucky. We have come just in time to see an Ytlucaf wel- come home party. Basking in the admiring glances of the srehcaet, stands Dlihcsnref, the mighty athlete and story teller, just returned from one of his trips. His listeners are amazed to hear that on one of his many journeys he met a woman of the tribe: by name Legeis. Their meeting took place at the base of a totem pole, where Legeis was lost in admiration of the fine Grecian lines of the low man on the totem pole. We have always been under the impression that the Ytlucafs were cruel, but having shown us nothing but kindness, we never believed it. But now we hear horrible screams coming from one of the smallest, dingiest caves. We rush in. There, crouched in the corner are a dozen or so stneduts. Standing over them is VVokark. Bubbing her hands in glee she screams over and over again, Bepetez apres moil je ne parlera jamais quand mon professeur parlef' Gradually her words are drowned out by the persistent beat of a tom-tom. A tribal ceremony is going to take place. We see the Ytlucafs coming out of their caves, slowly walking to the ceremonial ground. Ffog stops to collect all the apples outside her cave, before she leaves it. All the stneduts leave them there, as tokens of their devotion. As she starts to walk away she meets Notsniw who becomes wildly elfusive over a new layout he has just seen.

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OEPART THEN SATISFIED, FOR HE WHO RELEASES THEE IS SATISFIEO SIMON J. JASON EONA LEWINSON THESE H! W ff!!

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From one of the caves located on the out lcirts of the camp we hear a deep resonant voice emoting. On looking in we see Ret iart gesticulating madly as he sings of the heroes of the tribe. As we follow the rest of the tribe we see Namlcreb bid- ding farewell to a group of stneduts, and telling them to be good till he returns. Further down, Kculg meets VVokark and they discuss various disciplinary measures. lt seems that Kculg believes in the written word. Sufyerd emerges from her cave, where she has been directing a French play, to join the crowd. And suddenly we see l-lcsad. Poor l-lcsad. All the tribesmen and stneduts bring their problems to him to solve. Wle wonder how he has retained his sanity this long. Finally we reach the ceremonial grounds. And there, in the midst of the reverent Ytlucafs, we see the medicine man, Reztievvhcs. l-le tells them in Ytlucafian that a very important prophecy is about to be made. Silence reigns as Reztiewhcs communes with the Muse. And then he tells, with closed eyes, of what he has heard. The Gods of the Ytlucafs have announced that in the future all Ytlucafian names will be spelled baclif ward . We silently leave the dumbfounded people contemplat- ing this momentous news, and rextujh to our own land, where names are only spelledglckwarcy ads. ff ?lB1ARVIWONIGSBERG AND PHYLLIS IWATLER X X M r WM ,jf X x J - sf' y fi y, . I l f R ff