Bennett High School - Beacon Yearbook (Buffalo, NY)

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16 -A The BEACON OF A VISION Into my soul a vision, Into my heart a song, From out the golden heart of a rose- Sweet and yet strong The lyric prolong. Glimpse of the far sea spaces, Mountains that speak with the sky, Valleys with flowers--dark shadowed depths, Eagle on high, Sparrow so nigh. ' Strength and the mighty battle,- Peace and the laugh of a child,- Life stirring gravefvain prattle of fools, The mystic, the mild, The wistful, the wild. Depth of the roaring ocean, Height of the limitless starg Great passions that tremble frail mankind- Death near or far, All things that are. -Rhoda Goehle 11231 1930 THE CHILDREN OF DICKENS By Samuel McChord Crothers Charles Scribnefs Sons, 1925 It is hard to believe that anyone, even those who cherish a deep loathing for Dickens' works, could help but chuckle over, and enjoy, the Children of Dickens. The author has given to Dickens' London all the lure and charm of old Bagdad, substituting the queer twisty streets of London, for the narrow winding streets of Bagdad, and replacing the dark, mysterious people in flow' ing robes with the lovable folk of the Dickens stories. Mr. Crothers has divided his book into twentyffour sections. The first is devoted to a brief sketch of Dickens' lifeg the remaining chapters introduce the best loved of the children-joe, the fat boy, Oliver Twist, Pip, Little Nell, David Copperfield, Tiny Tim and all the rest are there. One of the most enjoyable chapters contains the story of small Philip Pirrip, whose most successful attempt at pronouncing his name was Pip Pip lived with his sister, who was twenty years older than he and who had married joe Gargery, the blacksmith. Joe was a big strong, illiterate man, and the friendship which grew between him and Pip was both amusing and iathetic. I The book is charmingly illustrated in color by Jessie Willcox Smith, and frequent quotations from Dickens add greatly to its interest and value. Elizabeth Winspear C1071 1928

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The BEACON 15 SPRING There's a humming and a hustling, And a buoyant, bubbling, bustling, When soft springtime steals afrustling, Like some subtle melody: There's a sense of joyous greeting, Of the world and nature meeting, Springtime voices are entreating, With a pleasing harmony. Sweet spring music softly flutters Through the open window shutters, And the note the skylark utters Echoes faintly through the air, Then, the pussy-willow furring, Golden daffodil afstirring, Snowdrop, Crocus, all afhurrying, Greeting Spring's first sunshine fair. --Lenore Nathan 1223, 1929 THE GLORIOUS ADVENTURE By RICHARD HALLIBURTON Who would not eagerly desire to follow in the footsteps of Ulysses after reading the Glorious Adventure? Richard Halliburton, a young Princeton graduate, decided to retrace the trail of this mythical character after he had read Homer's Odyssey. While on this wandering adventure, he recovered its events and his impressions of the places he visited into a charming book called the Glorious Adventure. I think that I have never read a more fascinating volume of adventurous travel than this. In addition to being written in a most entertaining and absorbing fashion, it contains a wealth of unusual photographs taken at random during the course of the trip. Both the writing and the pictures show clearly the influence of the author's youth. Halliburton swam the Hellespont where the famous Leander of the myth used to swim. He climbed Mount Olympus, the home of the ancient Greek gods, and other difficult mountains. He ran the nineteen mile Marathon over the original course and scaled the walls of the Athenian Acropolis by night. ln other words, he followed, to the end, the fabulous trail of Ulysses, guided only by Homer and his own worn copy of the Odyssey. If you wish to spend some happy hours learning something of historical value as well as being highly entertained, just find a copy of the Glorious Adventure. RI-Iarriet Metcalfe 0230 1929

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'The BEACON 17 DAVID GOES VOYAGING If you want to go adventuring, to see flaming volcanoes, dig for lost treasure, meet pirates, go sea diving n' everything, read David Goes Voyf aging, by David Binny Putnam, a real boy, who lived a fairyftale life aboard the Arcturus Expedition to the Galapagos Islands in the Pacific Ocean, with XVilliam Beebe in command. So many things happened on the voyage that David's father asked him to keep a record of them. Now he has written them in book form and it's just the kind of book that you'll want to read. One of the early incidents of the trip was the visit to the volcano at Albermarle Island. David says the ground was so hot that they had to keep walking and couldn't stop to rest there because of the intense heat. When they went by the island again, two months later, the volcano was spouting in earnest. Molten lava was flowing over the places they had explored. At night the streams looked like bright blood emptying into the steaming sea. David also went sea diving, wearing a helmet which weighed about forty pounds. Down below he saw many brilliant, strange fish darting about the queer ledges and rocks and in the plant life. Sometimes one might see things not quite so harmless, such as octopus, big sting rays, devil fish, or sharks. When these were around, the.shark cage was used, a cage having three stout wire sides through which one could view these fish in safety. The best adventure of all, however, was the pirate party. Vision a starf lit night on the southern seas, bloodthirsty pirates with their wives or sweet' hearts dressed in plundered riches, a captive wild woman, then last David, the birthday boy, resplendent in a pirate costume, with a real cutlass called Fury. And this little David Putnam Was only twelve Y'see, With his mates t' home a'friskin' in the park, Steps out with all his olders, Hunts and fishes' with the best As he sailed with William Beebe in the Ark. f Verse from Song written by Don Dickerman for David's Twelfth Birthday Party., -Isabel F. Whitelock C1211 19 30 SAILOR SANDY Shipwrecked Sailor Sandy strolled sandy stretches sadly. Suddenly Sandy saw six strange savages sailing some stolen ships swiftly shoreward. Stopping short, Sandy, seeking succor, shot six signal shots skyward. Sandy's six signal shot startled sixteen sturdy sailors sleeping soundly several stretches southward. Sandy stood stark still shooting steadily seaward. Soon Sandy's sixteen sturdy sailors saw six severely shot savages strewing scarlet stained surf. Sunset saw seventeen singing, smiling sailors striding safely shipward. -Donald Croll 0241 1929