Arlington High School - Indian Yearbook (Arlington, MA)

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12 THE ARUXCTOX HKill SCHOOL CLAHIOX Fear Conquered “Ouch! Lenime alone!” “Sh ! Somebody is trying to break into the camp! I beard them trying the door knob.” “How could they? We locked the screen doors.” A grunt and a snore, and Marion was fast asleej). In spite ol all the pokes and ])incbes wbicb I bestowetl upon her, she would not wake 11]). We were alone in the camp, with only Bastruji’s dog to protect us. He was lame in one leg, blind in one eye, and couldn’t see out of the other. As long as be went by the name of dog we felt some- what safer than if we bad been alone. I still persisted that someone was trying the door knob, and as I could not go to slee]), no matter bow I tried, I got out of bed and marched downstairs, armed with a shoe and hair lirusb, which were the only weajions of war I could bud. I was about half-way down the stairs when I beard the faintest noise jiossible. It seemed to come from the bottom of the stairs. My heart fairly jumped into my mouth, and for a few seconds I thought it stopped beating altogether. Forgetting eyery thing except the fear of an intruder, 1 bred the shoe down the stairs. A terribc yelj) followed. The dog bad been sleep- ing at the foot of the stairs, and it was be that made all the noise. When be scratched bis neck, bis collar made a noise wbicb 1 thought sounded like some one trying a doorknob. 1 went sheepishly back to bed. I still felt sleej)less and nervous. In a few mo- ments 1 got np again and went to the win- tlow. As 1 looked out on the woods wbicb surrounded us on three sides, and the lake in front, the moon, wbicb bad been behind a cloud, came out. It shone calmly down on us and made the woods look decidedly peaceful. As I stood there I wondered bow any person could be j)rowling through those woods looking for barm, and instantly all my fears vanished. Im- mediately I went back to bed and, in sj)ite of all the noises the dog made during the night, I slej)t jieacefully. Ruth Edwards, ’20. The Twins ddie twins stand on the mantelj)iece, fresh and demure as when they came from far-off Dresden. They are daintily clothed in soft shades of blue and pink, with gold beading fantastically arranged to serve as trimmings to their frocks. Very bewitch- ing indeed are these dolls, with their dim- pled cheeks and laughing eyes; and j)er- baj)s if one would let one’s imagination wander far enough, they would detect a certain amount of proper sadness behind those laughing eyes. Many, many times have the fingers of the youngsters itched with longing to cud- dle them; but always when this temptation ai'ose memories of threatening words about the back of mother’s hair brush or other such devices used for the same pur- ])ose went through their little minds, so the temptation jjassed, and ])laythings of a natnre less dangerous to the welfare of their feelings were adopted. You see, the twins had a history. Hav- ing been once the playthings of two real twins who had gone to a hapj)ier home in the ])ast, they were treasured by the older members of the family, and, of course, held their j)lace supreme against all new intruding ornaments. Anna L. Prendergast, ’19.

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THE ARLINGTON HIGH SCHOOL CLARION 11 The Red Cross In these times when the Red Cross is so prominent, a few words about its origin seem quite htting. This organization was not instituted un- til 1859. Then it was that the awful suf- ferings of the uncared-for wounded on the fiehl of Solferino aroused the sympathy of all Europe. Up to this time tlie wounded soldiers would lie untended for days, unless some private organization, like Florence Night- ingale’s Mission, helped them. Such a thing as a trained nurse was unknown. In 1864 the interest in this cause became so great that fourteen nations sent rej)re- sentatives to a conference, held at Geneva, to discuss the question. These agreed to a treaty, establishing a volunteer relief or- ganization to which all the nations should give authority. This treaty was ratified by forty-four nations, including the United States. As a compliment to the nation in which it was formed, the new association was called the Red Cross, ami the cross from the Swiss flag adopted as its universal sign. Since then it has furnished valuable help in times of lire, flood, war and eartlnpiake, with its corj)s of trained men and women and its money and supplies. It stands for organized help and sympathy, and knows no hounds of race, creed or nationality. In the L nited States it started in 1881 as the “American Association of the Red Cross,” hut was later re-incprporated un- der its present name. It is given govern- ment authority and supervision. The President is its official head and its finances are audited by the War Department. Every one is eligible for membership. There are now 4,000,000 members in tbe American Red Cross. In Japan, one per- son out of every twenty-three is a member of the Jaj)anese Red Cross; in Germany every fourteenth person belongs to tbe German Red Cross; wbile here one in every twenty-live belongs. In the United States the Red Cross has given valuable aid in organizing and ad- ministering relief in tbe yellow fever epi- demic in Florida, in tbe Jobnston and Gal- veston floods, and in tbe San Francisco earthquake and fire. It assisted in the collection of supplies and in their distribution to tbe famine sufferers of Russia in 1892, and also helped the Armenians after the massacre of 1906, and cared for the wounded in the Spanish War. Besides the regular relief work the Red Cross is doing in the ])iesent war, it acts os a medium between tbe people of tlie United States and their army and navy, and be- tween the societies of other nations in such cases. It has also several Inanch stations in the Philippine Islands. So, if you would do your bit effectually at borne, tbe best way to do is to join the Red Cross. Cecilia Freeman, ’13. o DON'T STOP. When someone stojis subscribing. Someone stops buying! When someone stops buying. It stops selling! Wlien it stops selling. We stoj) jninting! When we stop printing. Everybody is losing! So Keep tbe Clarion going! Kennedy, ’17. o Thanks for tbe contributions in the Clarion box! We can, however, use a great many more.

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THE ARLINT.TOX HIGH SCHOOL CLARION 13 Autumn On Both Sides Of The Sea It is autumn, the time for harvesting. Beautiful red and yellow leaves cover the trees. The wind lilows and thousands of leaves fall like dust to the ground. The cro])S are ripe. In the fields of wheat the wind blows and makes the toj)s roll like great yellow waves. Apj)le trees are loaded with shiny, red aj)ples. Children jump into the soft piles of leaves. There is a ha])piness in harvest, yet it is mingled with a little sadness for the departed sum- mer. But on the other side of the sea another far different harvest is being gathered. The harvest is of men. The red crosses of the nurses are the red leaves. The yel- low faces of the dying Belgians are the yellow leaves. Like tiust they fall to the ground. The fields are of a grayish color, waves of gray and blue smoke j)ass over them, as the cannon roar, and the battle is waged. They are covered with the dy- ing bodies of both ally and foe. Aero- planes, like birds, dart here and there through the clouds of smoke. There is a sadness in this harvest; yet it is mingled with the great love that human beings feel for each other in times of great sorrow. These are two autumns. Le Roy Guibord, ’19. At Sunset The other afternoon just after sunset I was walking up the street towards my home. The afterglow of the sun’s rays had left the sky a glorious red with orange streaks, while above it the red shaded to pink, lavender, and then blue. While 1 was saying how beautifully the trees were darkly outlined against this mass of color, my frieiul seized my arm. “How wonderful!” she cried. And 1 looked to where she was pointing. Truly, what we saw silenced us l)oth, and filled us with something like awe. From the squat tower of the church the flag was being lowered. We watched it come slowly downward, black against tbe fiery red of the sky. It was a most imj)ressive sight, and we stood still, watching, until the flag disap- j)eared into the dark masses of trees. A feeling of patriotism welled up at the sight; again and again the picture re- turned to my mind, and with it came the And the wanntli of the summer is lost. hojte that as lotig as this world lasts other jteojtle will see Old Glory waving tri- umphantly over them, only being pulled down by gentle hands at night to preserve its beauty. Alberta Pond, ’19. o AUTUMN'S REGIME. Summer is fading, Like to a maiden Who from sickness lias withered away Autumn is dawning, .S|ueading its warning Little liy little each day. Harsh winds are blowing. Discomfort is growing. From the city to country abode, All are iire|)aring For times which are nearing. Well heaped is the liarvester's load. Cold are the dawnings. Brisk are the mornings, Tlie dew of the autumn is frost. The elm trees are moaning. The saplings are groaning, Marion KELUitt, '18.