Abington High School - Oracle Yearbook (Abington, PA)

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Mary and Joseph had found it hard go- ing, too, she recalled. There had always been tyrants and strife, but Mary and Joseph had believed in Godfs promises and through their faith had brought hope and light to mankind. Meg picked up the little figure and gazed into its peaceful face. She would try to have faith, but she felt so alone. Mary and Joseph had had each other on that far-off Christmas Eve. It had been weeks since she had heard from Ted. Carefully she locked the bungalow door, and as she trudged through the new fallen snow, she wept softly. When her parents had retired for the night, Meg went quietly to her mother 's kitchen cabinet. She knew her mother had a box of tiny pellets there. Yes, it was still there on the orderly shelf. She poured the little pills into the pahn of her hand and looked at them. One of these tiny pills had allowed her mother to get a night's needed sleep when she had been ill. Would several A faint rustling sound Disturbed the still night, Q And in the soft glow Of the yellow street light I saw snowflakes swirl, All shimmering white, In a dance of mad ecstasy. give Meg release from loneliness and worry? How very, very tiny they were- as tiny as-What was it that was the tiniest of seeds? Suddenly Meg remember- ed. It was a mustard seed. In the quiet kitchen she seemed to hear the words, If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye shall say unto this moun- tain, remove hence to yonder placeg and it shall removeg and nothing shall be impos- sible unto you. Little homes would grow and Christmas candles would glow in them on other Christmases. The spirit of Christ was not to be down-trodden while His followers had faith in God's promises. Meg put the box of pills back and quietly closed the closet door, - Softly across the night she heard the Christmas chimes ring out their song of hope for peace on earth. LOIS WRIGLEY, '53 Snow Dance The 'voice of the snowflakes Became a long sigh- Come dance 5 dance in splendor, Tomorrow we die. But tonight in perfection Descend from the sky, In a dance of sweet ecstasy. 'rr LX P IE, . Yes, tonight we must dance For tomorrow we dkie, Gray and despondent On earth we shall lie, But tonight let us dance In farewell to the sky, . A dance of sad ecstasy. BARBARA FLOWER, '51

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You will not be tempted as Meg- was If Ye Have Faith As Meg sank into the nearest vacant seat on the train, she was tired in every inch of her five-feet four, tired from her russet velvet tam that sat jauntily on her black bob to the platform soles of her neat brown shoes. The company had given all the ein- ployees one afternoon in which to Christ- mas shop, and Meg had been in and out of shops all afternoon. It was discouraging to shop with prices so inflated, and when one lived under the rule of the scrowling household god, 4'Budget,,' it took the fun out of shopping. She had all her gifts now, though Ted's present had been wrapped and sent weeks ago with those to go to the armed forces in Korea. What kind of Christmas would it be anyway with Ted away? A tired tear of self-pity slid down Meg's cheek. Sur- reptiitiously she wiped her face and blinked from the Window as the train drew near the little town Where Ted and she had bought their first home a few months be- fore. At the thought of the little bungalow Meg stiffened. They had been so afraid il EE? they would lose it that, when Ted was sud- denly 'called back into service, he had in- sisted that they rent it and that she return to her parents' house until he was out of service. Meg had listened to his careful plans for her and seemed to agree. She really hadn't thought what they meant at the time, and in the excitement of his de- parture, Ted had taken it for granted that she would carry them out. That did 'not mean she had promised anything. With a sudden change of humor, Meg smiled to herself. Wouldn't Ted be sur- prised when he came home and found she was a working woman and their things were still secure in their little home? Still smiling to herself, Meg set the little house in order that evening before she left to spend Christmas Eve with her parents in another part of town. Only when she was arranging the manger scene beneath a tiny table tree did she again let a tear fall. As she placed the Virgin Mary near the little manger, it seemed that the little blue-clad plaster figure was smiling at her. ll, NAN DNALERIO, '51

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BUD GOODWIN, '51 Student Government Day had arrived at last. Pupils of Abington High School were to be given a chance to demonstrate their ability as teachers and administra- tors of school affairs. To make the sit- uation realistic, the faculty volunteered to act as pupils. Terrified by the re- sponsibility confronting them, student teachers appealed to acting principal Joe Butch, to declare a holiday. Doubtful as to his authority, Joe nervously telephoned Dr. English, school superintendent, re- questing permission to have radio station WFIL announce cancellation of school because snow had been forecast for the day. Joe's request was courteously re- fused, and Dr. English quoted the state law which recommended cancellation of school only when snow reached a depth of nine feet. Fast-thinking Joe then called a special assembly, which, he thought, would take up quite a bit of time and automatically shorten the periods for the rest of the day. As assembly was about to begin, Wally' Carroll asked permission to make an announcement. He ascended the plat- form and said, Will the owner of the 1914 Stanley Steamer which is hidden STUDENT DAY behind the cottage please move it so that the United Parcel truck can make a de- livery? Mr. Tate sheepishly tried to leave the auditorium unnoticed, but his squeaking shoes gave him away and he was revealed as the owner of the four- wheeled monstrosity. For entertainment, a men's sextet com- posed of Messrs Grun, Cole, Kreider, Snodgrass, Glatthorn, and Burlington, ac- companied by Mr. Gernert, sang two selections: Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer , and Spike J ones' arrangement of All I want for Christmas is My Two Front Teeth . Following these delight- ful musical renditions, Principal Butch appointed the student teachers for the day, and Mr. Gernert gave a few pointers to the faculty as to their behavior in classrooms. Joan Suplee took over as school secre- tary and was busily handling a group of tar-dy pupils, the first of whom was Mr. Davison. He hung his head in shame as Joan read this excuse: Dear Teacher: Please excuse John for being late as he refused to take his cod liver oil pill, and I could not let him leave until he had his vitamins. I found that he had been hiding the capsules under the rug, and I fear that he has been led astray by some of his schoolmates.-Signed, Mrs. Davison . In the gym, Dot Rapp tried to be an eflicient athletic director. Mrs. Thomp- son, who was energetically practicing on the face-vault, put a little too much oomph into her jump and went hea cl-first through an open window. No one could remember any first-aid so a rush call was sent out for Nancy Kerr, who was substituting as