Ball High School - Purple Quill Yearbook (Galveston, TX)

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Now the crew was assembled in the rowboat, and K rations were issued to all the men except Van Kirschner, who was kept in chains for attempting to stop the mutiny. Van, our hero, was com- pelled to row the boat to the shore. Stepping out first on this new island was not Stewpot, nor was it Cutlass,' Caulk, nor Bucket of Blood Bullock, nor Bad Mouth Bock, nor Hoopdick iI-Iernandes, nor K'Butcher,' Brown, nor Kil- luml' Crowder, but our hero, who was sent to the shore first of all to see what danger lurked behind every swaying palm. Yes, these cutthroats were brave men, but the bravest of all was Van,,' that handsome devil. Camp was made and soon all was quiet. Van, who was not asleep, rowed back to the old ship and took Galves out of irons. There they armed themselves and started out to capture the mu- tineers. At the camp Kirschner's absence had been discovered, and the whole island was being searched. Then the mutineers spotted the two, Van and Galves. Swords were drawn and Galves shrank back in fear, but our hero drew his trusty cutlass and with a few swings cut down Butcher, Hoopdick,l' Killum, and Bad Mouth. Still they charged, and learned their mistake too late. Stew, the last of the crew, pulled his gun and fired a shot which found its mark in Kirsch- nerls body, but in our herols last effort he hacked Stew from head to toe. Galves came and blessed the hero, who was sinking into the far beyond. Out of loyalty he named this fair land Kirschner. But in later years the Chamber of Commerce changed the 'island's name to Galveston in memory of Galves. This is the only true historical document of The History of Kirschner Islandf, later named Galveston. Editor's Note: Any resemblance to persons living or dead is pure- ly intentional. Forgive us, Senor Galves. Bitter Disappointments I would speak and move men to deeds of greatness, I would sing and inspire those who hear, I would compose and bring joy and satisfaction, I would write and express in words my thoughts, But the words come out a stutter, The vocal cords don't work together. Notes and harmonies are only confusing, And strangely enough-it takes a mind to write! by Martha McGIathery 113

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Sporting Life of the Teens: Dozing CWith Thanks to Robert Benchleyl by Barbara Mussey One of the most charming exhibits of sleep which we, as teens, indulge in, is the doze I mean those little snatches of sleep which are caught now and then when the teacher isn't looking. Usually they appear when you are pretending to be interested in your book with your head in your hand. CNaturally the teacher is too busy to notice.j Of course there is one form of doze which, to the casual observer, gives the appearance of deep sleep. This is the doze or quickie,', which is taken after the main -awakening in the morning. The alarm rings, or the Lord High Chamberlain taps us on the shoulder. Cln the absence of a Chamberlain, a relative will do. There are some rela- tives who take actual delight in awakening people. They hover about with ghoulish anticipation until the minute arrives when they may legitimately begin their dirty work, and then, leering unpleasantly, they shake the sleeper roughly with a Come, come! Time to get up l and wait right there until he is actually out on the cold floor in his bare feet.j At any rate, we are awakened, and we look at the clock. There are five minutes before it is absolutely necessary to get out of bed. Who knows? Perhaps those few minutes of extra sleep might make us just ten times as efficient during the day. That is what we must think of-efficiency. There is no doubt that five minutes more sleep would do wonders for us. By the time we have finished this line of argument, we are fairly cold again, but not so cold that we are not conscious of someone en- tering the room. We feel that they are going to say, Come on, don't go back to sleep again,', and we forestall this warning with I know! I know! l'm just resting my eyesf' It is one of natureis wonders how a teen can carry on an argument with someone standing beside his bed and- still be asleep to all intents and purposes. Not a very good argument, perhaps, and one in which many important words are missing or indistinct, but still an argu- ment. There is the short-distance doze on the bus, probably the most hu- miliating form of sleeping. Here we allow our head to rest upon our hand fwhich is propped up by a pile of books belonging to our friends who are standing upj for just a minute. It is then but the work of a minute for the mouth to open slightly and the head to tip a little to 115