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PAGE 2 L A U R E L JUNE, 1941 THE LAUREL Published by the students of BISHOP McDONNELL MEMORIAL HIGH SCHOOL 260 Eastern Parkway, Brooklyn, N. Y. Sammi, 3-FSE ' ,AL I ftHARTER MEMBER ,-,xy ... SCHSKSIIITIW LAUREL STAFF Editor-in-Chief ..,......,.....,..,..... MARY WINTERS, '41 Associate Editor ...,..........,. MARIE HARTIGAN, '41 ASSISTANT EDITORS '41 Class News Editor .,...,., CATHERINE SCHUSTER: '42 SCATHERINE BELL, '41 1 CAROL YOUNG, '42 I MARY, CERv1N1, '42 News ....1,....r,..R,..4,,.........,.........., MARY DEGNAN Feature Columnists ..,,,..., Lzterary ..... .,.,..,,,. 1 EILEEN MAHONEY, ,42 Sports ...r..... ..,.......,,.,,.,. I EAN SELTS, '42 Activities ....1 .,....4.,...... M ARY LYNCH, '42 Exchange .... .,..... R OSEMARY GILMORE, '42 Humor ..... ...,..,......,,......... E ILEEN SWEENEY, '42 BUSINESS STAFF Circulation Manager .,..,... GENEVIEVE REILLY, '42 Por.A ZAIMOYTA, '41 CATHERINE COSTELLO, '41 MARY SYVEENEY, '41 WAI.BURGA BUSCH, '41 Secretaries .... .. 51 AN AWKWARD ATTEMPT Have you ever -inhaled the uncomfortable ether of being too much the receiver and too little the giver? To be more definite, can you recall that oafish feeling at one of your childhood birthday parties when you sat engulfed in a labyrinth of gifts trying to register gratitude, but every endeavor was choked back by a counter-force of in- adequacy? You tried-you made several awkward attempts but they seemed so ut- terly futile. In such a predicament the Senior class now finds itself. For, to fill the bottomless chasm of thanks we owe to you, our be- loved teachers, is as pointless as to pluck the mythical golden bough to only have it flower again. But we will try: We thank you for your patience and your inspiration through those tempestuous teens g for your guidance when we needed a friend: and most of all, for the knowledge of Him, that you have bequeathed to us. Yes, that one deed outshines all the others, making their magnitude minute by comparison. Our debt cannot be expiated-except perhaps in one way-prayer. May our supplications in your behalf rise forever to the throne of Him Whom you represent. Then if there be any sky writers in the ranks of the cherubim, may they take the smoke of incense and form it into one word- Thanks. AS THE WORLD TURNS Commencement! The one Word that can thrill even the most phlegmatic per- son. What a wealth of memories it awak- ens in our long dormant minds! How vividly it prods us to recall and relish our mischievous misdemeanors or prudent ploddings in the years so lately bereaved. Through these full years of our short lives we have voyaged far and wide in the fragile craft of uncertainty and ignorance. We have beached on foreign shores where patience and preaching have illumined our time-darkened path and blazed a trail of light to right. Then we have sailed on. On o'er the vengeful billows wracked by the wrath of God in fury or calm with the sweet, pure benediction of His love. On we have ven- tured to camoufiaged clandestine ports. Here but for the God-enlightened guidance and careful counsel of the Master of our vessel we would have plunged to despised depths where hate, greed, and malice would have championed over charity and good. earnestly heeded these But we have words of warning and embarked on the final stage of our journey. We set our course straight and true to the coveted har- bor of success. Now that time has come! We have tremblingly touched this threshold. Don't let that treacherous sea draw you back to its evil depths and plunge you-filled with despair and dread-into its graveyard of failure. Throw out your arms, wind your clutching fingers round the jagged rocks or bury them deep in the slimy earth and pull yourself up, up out of the throes of the sea into the clutches of opportunity. Don't hesitate-for in hesitating all might be lost! Be determined, be resourceful, but above all, be prayerfull Then, championed by the fighting forces of Good, you cannot fail to rise gloriously and carve a living scar into the kaleidoscopic heart of the world. IXTIRIAM F. C. KELLY. Q '11, If ' . , fy 'i '52, O if 1. QQ X 3 ' PI for 6 You Can Take It With You As graduation looms threateningly, hopefully, inevitably nearer, we are faced with the startling realization that in a lit- tle while we shall be alarmingly on our own. We are facing a world of turmoil and chaos whose very foundations are in- terwoven with selfishness, ambition and a mad thirst for power. Nevertheless, armed with the unconquerable weapons of Christi- anity, we advance unafraid into this world. Indeed we have sufficient reason to be unafraid. Cause for fear lies only in the case that these shining Catholic ideals may be neglected or displaced. Guard your faith carefully, constantly: it is the great- est, most priceless treasure you can hope to own on earth. Realizing this, treat it in a manner befitting the powerful role it should most certainly play. The world is ever ready to observe your actions: see that they are worthy of you as a follower of Christ. With Him as our Friend, we can re- ceive victory gratefully and learn to accept defeat humbly. Always remember- With- out Me you can do nothing. Remember too, that your faith can never fail you, re- solve neoer to fail your faith. SISTER WILLIAM JOSEPH Precisely a year ago, the freshness of early spring was sharply clouded by the shadow that fell over Memorial, when Sister William joseph became the patient victim of a fatal illness. At last the shadow was lifted-but only a dull, aching empti- ness remained in its place when Sister passed to eternity on April 30th, Feast of the Solemnity of St. Joseph. And for those of us who worked with her, it will be supremely difficult to succumb to the demands which Time fiaunts over every human memory. Slow will we be to forget the soft, sweet smile that made the gentle gray eyes radiant with a nameless beautyg and the dismayed frowns of reproval which invariably accompanied the numberless warnings of the ultimate regret which would be encountered by all the girls who just wouldn't learn their theorems. But far more than this will we never relinquish the memory of the infinite patience, the un- tiring generosity and sacrifice which char- acterized her work. So, with reluctance, Memorial must sur- render her claim on one of her most be- loved friends and teachers. But the sanc- tity of principle, of which she was ever symbolic, in our hearts, will remain forever a living tribute to her greatness. ALOHA-FAREVVELL fCo1z!inued from page I, column 3j ginia Lowe, Eileen Fitzgerald, Alice Metz- ner, and Marie Rabatin. Thus, the great day will come and go. But despite all the celestial grandeur of the last chord, our finale shall resound forever, in our hearts, if not in reality.
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JUNE, 1941 LAUREL PAGES M ary Winters W .fast Gall You saw our Captain of the good ship LAUREL. You had to see her. To be specific, Madame Editor possesses an ar- dent affection for red-the brighter the bet- ter. She thrives on cokes and English muffins and is especially attracted to mu- sic-to quote classical stuffl'-she's noted far-and-wide for her vitality and 'fgol' and you continually get the impression youyd love to be wound around her little finger. After y0u've patiently waited for her she timidly approaches with Honest Injuns, I'm sorry! and you melt under her lu- minous eyes. In future decades when all else are faded memories we'll always re- member her incessant wheedling to read Mr, Blue perhaps because we think her characteristics and his foremost ones run parallel. In the same breath, may we present our editorls right hand-Marie Hartigan? Her ability to be on every floor of Memorial at the same instant still has us marvelling and her vivaciousness doesn't help us in solving our stupor. She lives to 'fsnapw scenes and we've come to believe scenes like to be snapped by her. Shels five feet two inches of Pepsi pretzels and shutters and be it known we wouldn't trade an inch of that lovable mixture of all the treas- ures in the world. The third right hand of Madame Editor is Mary Degnan. Aside from that week she dedicated to worrying about her commence- ment photos she beamed from ear to ear. Deggie's a maker of the art of merry mak- ing and you usually find yourself roaring over a week-old joke-so contagious is her laugh. Catherine Bell is the last but far from least of the Senior quartet. Her eyes ex- press more in a glance than oceans of words ever could. Sophisticated from her toeless pumps to her raven ringlets, we caught her with her hair down one after- noon as she indulged in tennis. With these few words we send a prayer along the silent way to Him-a prayer for added suc- cess and happiness in their respective fields. DESIGN FOR LIVING Undoubtedly, we can, each and every one of us, recall, the days before yesterday when we stared with wide-eyed admiration at Hgrown upsf' We listened intently to discussions that made our little minds swim in a sea of uncomprehending thoughts. But ideals were ever towering on gilded pedestals as we wiled away contented. happy hours in dreamland-capriciously deciding we would be this, we would be that when we grew up. Our time has come--no longer is it ours to dream, ours it is now to live. A new horizon is before us, sometimes dark clouds shall obstruct our view, but we shall trudge on, intrepid pilgrims, until at last in adora- tion we kneel forever at the shrine which lies beyond. This is no quaking castle of blocks built with an infant's fumbling hands,', it is the eternal home of the God we know, we love, we serve. Our ideals are with us yet, seeds care- fully cultured have blossomed and one lily, calm and serene, graces the highest altar in the cathedral of the blue. Mary, the purest, simplest child ever to enter into the Kingdom of Heaven, earth's most perfect woman. Our Lady was Hgrown upgl' we, the Catholic women of tomorrow must like- wise be so. No longer must we hurry hither and thither, seeking to grasp the un- attainable soap bubbles of our childish fancies, we must gather to ourselves and our loved ones the things we can take with us. Patience must overrule our petulant fretfulness at the perversity of life's many obstinate triiies, we must steer the control wheel of our emotions with a steady hand guided by a mature mind and the grace of God. Our Queen smiles on us this June and with our hands in hers we will toddle quite gracefully to the feet of her Son. But all this is not accomplished in an hour, a day, and not without the Cross. To walk this holy road of royalty was our Lady's rightg it is our privilege. SOUVENIR I pressed a tiny flower 'Twixt the pages of My memory book. It was pure as light And stately as a queen. It bowed its head As if 'twere wont to die. Then I crushed it-trembling still And glistening with my tears. Someday an unseen impetus Will move me look again Upon this llow'r of days gone by. I shall not find it crisp Or dead-I know- For when I bid it come to life My heart has said ...Itwill! MARY WINTERS, '4l. lfaurel Czfpreaths Perfect Lady ...............,...... Margaret Most Most School Spirit .......... Marie Hartigan Lovely to Look At ........ Margaret Ahearne Miss Versatility ...... Personality Plus First Thespian ..... Catherine Bell Mary Degnan Mary Forker All-Around Girl ............ Elizabeth Sheehan Prima Donna ............................ Rita Stine Artiste par Excellence ........ Frances Basil Magic Fingers of Memorial Mental Magician Wanda Wojciechowska Marian Ward She Trips the Light Fantastic Best Business Personalities .... ..... Perfect Secretary Ann McCabe Jane Craven Regina Catterson Eleanor Geraghty Champ Typist ................ Walburga Busch FIRST-RATERS Orchestra .........................,.. Jimmy Dorsey Song ............ Dance .................. Radio Program ....... Comedian .......... Singers ............... Intermezzo Peabody Aldrich Family Bob Hope l Helen OlConnell Bob Eberly Moving Picture ........ Men of Boys Town Boy's College ...... ............... N otre Dame Girlls College .,.......... Actress .............. Actor ....... Mount St. Vincent Bette Davis James Stewart i Scholarship Winners I. New Rochelle Partial Scholarship Rosemary Dugan Virginia Doran Anne Heffernan II. Good Counsel College Partial Scholarship Anne Heffernan III. Scudder Secretarial Full Scholarship Maricn Ward Partial Scholarship I Jane Dillon Agnes Ferber IV. Brown's Business School Partial Scholarship Agnes Ferber Mary Osmers Bernadette Egan Kathleen Kane Dorothy Bryant V. Mount St. Vincent Partial Scholarship Helen Van Ackere VI. Knights of Columbus Business Scholarship Mary Osmers
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