Bristol High School - Green and White Yearbook (Bristol, RI)

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6 THE (iREEN AND WHITE LITERARY GRIEG One reason for Grieg’s fame in the musical world is the strange individuality ot his compositions. 1 Ins individuality—a distinction which separates him irom any similarity to a single one ot the other tainous composers—is perhaps due to the fact that he was a Norwegian by birth, lie is know as the representative in music of the national character 01 Norway. ihe northern part 01 Europe, including Sweden, Denmark and Norway, was not a particularly appropriate portion ot the lands to rear men ot ability and purpose lor musical art, or tor art of any kind, but, even as Sweden gave the wond the famous Jenny Lind, and Denmark, oade, so Norway produced Edward Grieg, pianist, of the finest musical intellect and composition. Grieg possessed the perseverance and industry ot the northern country, and because ot tnese native traits, uecaine prohcient as a student, under the masters, oi Germany, Hauptman and Richter, besides studying at tne Leipzig Conservatory ot Music. Harmony ana counterpoint were the chiei aims of Hauptmann and Richter, and through his study witli them, Grieg has composed some of the most harmonious and at the same time, strange, unequalled works. Grieg was born in 1843 at Bergen, Norway. VVhen he was la years oid, he went to the Leipzig Conservatory. His master in harmony was Hauptmann; in counterpoint, Ricnter; in composition, Rietz and Keinecke, and in pianoforte, Moscheles. While he was at Leipzig he became quite naturally involved in the romantic musical atmosphere, witii the renowned composers, Schumann. Mendelssohn and Chopin. Under the influence oi these men, his taste for expression and construction was brought out. These characteristics, however, were only suriace ones, tor they could not affect his own musical instincts, nor his own power of expressing these true musical instincts. Through Griegs vision of a national power in Norway to create music for herself, by her own men, the extension of means for progress oi music was brought out, and national schools of musical art were established. Griegs chief works are the A-minor Sonata ’ for violoncello and piano; two violin Sonatas; two piano productions, his most original and characteristic, Nor-wegischer Brautzug in Voniberziehen, and “Auf der Bergen ; and ‘Tin Herbst, for four hands. Some of his other fine works arc the Norwegian Dances. These are very vivid, and eccentric. Grieg continually varies from the minor to the major. All his melodies contain romantic expression, and very often a deep bassic melody running throughout the composition. Seldom in any of his compositions does he keep from changing key, starting in minor, then suddenly striking into the major, back into the minor, and ending in the major, or minor, wherever his eccentric disposition directs the melody. The major key, in some cases, exists for a measure only, then suddenly it has worked or rather jumped into the minor, and so on, continually changing. But never does the theme grow dull. There is no chance for the constant varying, and working into a deep passage, then a sudden down-rush into quiet, rich tones takes away any suggestion of commonplace theme. Most of his productions are made up of heavy, eccentric, varying passages. His berceuses and minor compositions, however, are not so apt to be eccentric. They arc always melodious, but in a strange way, seldom a quiet even melody. His works are said to interpret the real beauty of Norway—the land of song—for his themes take in the gloomy forests, the rich, fertile meadows and the simple people themselves. All these properties arc worked into and revealed throughout his compositions. Quoting from Dannruthers, ‘‘Grieg’s compositions are worked with the stamp of a particular country more clearly than that of any man except, perhaps, Chopin.” Take, for example, the well-known Norwegian Dances. Often they arc introduced by heavy, thumping base chords (usually in the minor), for perhaps four measures. Then the treble joins, first combining quietly with the base, and gradually crescending until a climax is reached, still in the minor. The forte is nearly always retained till the last. They are suggestive of the dances themselves, perfomed by the hearty peasants. The introduction is the thumping, heavy step of the peasant. He walks forward eight steps, turns and is joined by a peasant woman, who accompanies him with short jerky steps, with no grace or style, but in perfect rythm. As the dance proceeds, the noise of the dancers’ wooden shoes grows louder, until they reach the climax. They stop, with a final thump. A characteristic song of Grieg is the Norwegian Wedding March. Grieg was walking along a northern highway. Suddenly. there came to him from far off, the sound of bagpipes, barely audible. He stopped to listen. The sound gradually came nearer, but still faint—the sound of pipes and drums—the pipes playing a treble, happy air, the drums an accompanying bars. The sound came nearer. It was a wedding procession—the sound of horns, drums and pipes. Then suddenly it decreased, for the procession was moving around a curve in the hills. But soon he heard the sound, this time nearer. The procession ascended a near-by hill, and Grieg, as he stood there, looked back, and saw the head of it coming over the top, toward him. The sound became a well-defined melody. The pipes were trilling their air. the horns giving forth blasts and the drums beating an even accompaniment. The procession was passing him now. How gay they all looked, and what a happy air was being played! But it had passed him, standing theic, and only the sound of the few pipes in the rear rose above the rest. As it moved away the melody from the pipes softened

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,7 ie 7 reen an c lY u’fe VOL. II. JUNE. 1919 NO. 1 ISSUED BY THE STUDENTS OF THE COLT MEMORIAL HIGH SCHOOL. BRISTOL. R. I. EDITORIAL STAFF Editor-in-Chief, GEORGE COOKE Associate Editor JOSEPH KELLEY Athletic Editor ABNER BAILEY Literary Editors ANNA COGGESHALL GWENDOLYN HODGDON OLIVE COGGESHALL VIRGINIA AUGUST Exchange and Note Editor MARGUERITE MURPHY Circulation Manager AMBROSE STEWART Business Manager JAMES LEE Assistant FRED PALMER Assistant JAMES SULLIVAN Alumni Editor ANNIE COGGESHALL, ’18 Faculty Advisor, CHARLOTTE A. YOUNG COPIES 15 CENTS EACH EDITORIAL Very few of us realize what a beautiful school we have. It is one of the best in the country, both for its architectural splendor and the attractiveness of its surroundings. This should be a matter of personal pride to all of us who have the privilege of attending this splendid school. Perhaps we do. not fully appreciate this wonderful building. Do all of us feel a personal interest in its appearance? Do we all contribute toward the improvement of its condition? Most of us seldom give this matter sufficient thought ot consideration. We simply say to ourselves: “That’s the janitor’s job—not mine. That’s what he is getting paid for—to care for the school and its grounds.” In this we seriously err. It is almost impossible for one man to take care of such a large building. He must be inside and out to see that any waste material we may have is not carelessly scattered about the well-kept lawns or thrown about the classrooms. Furthermore, it is our duty, as pupils of this school, to preserve its fine appearance and to keep it in the proper condition. It requires a considerable amount of money to keep such an elaborate building in condition and large expenditures have been made for the repair work of this particular school. If, then, so much is expended to keep this building in a presentable condition, why should not we pupils co-operate in our efforts to improve and beautify the appearance of our splendid school ? PREPAREDNESS About the last month of the school year the Senior class generally begins to consider plans for graduation, class day, and reception, with the result that committees are hurriedly appointed to take charge of the various duties. These committees in turn are hard pressed for time, as they are compelled to do a great deal of difficult work just at the period when they need all of their time for preparation for the final examinations. These difficulties could easily be eliminated if at the beginning of the school year, or at mid-year, the class would begin to plan for the wants which come in June. The advantages of such procedure are so apparent that we sincerely hope that in the future the graduating class will follow our suggestion.

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THE (iREEN AND WHIT E 7 and became only a faint murmur. As the procession moved again around a curve, away from him, only the tones from the rear were fairly audible. Then, as that disappeared, he heard from far off only the faintly beating drums—and then it was gone from him. Again, and in conclusion 1 might say that his wealth of melody and bold richness in new harmonic effects have caused many to name him the greatest composer. HARRIET KINDER. 19. THE STORY THE OLD HOUSE TOLD “I was not always as I am now, said the old house, “you see me old. weatherbeaten and a disgrace to the street. My ancient architecture and quaint designs are not in vogue now, and 1 look curious in this long row of modern houses, and I heard that people are plotting to tear me down. “You may wonder how I have endured the different seasons so long, when and by whom I was built. “Many years ago a man who had travelled a great deal wanted a place that he could call his home, for he was getting along in years, and so he ordered that a house should be built, and I am that house. He had queer tastes, and caused dragon heads to be carved over the projecting beam of every window. Together with these and my small windows and broad steps I felt rather proud then, for I was considered very artistic, and my master and his family took great delight in me and I loved them as they loved me. Then the streets were lined with houses of beautiful, although ancient design. But now the other houses of the street are so new and neat, while I am so dilapidated that I know they are saying to each other. ‘How long is that old decayed thing to stand here as a spectacle in the street? And then the projecting windows stand so far out that no one can sec from our windows what happens in that direction! The steps are as broad as those of a palace, and as high as to a church tower. The iron railings look just like the door to an old family vault, and then they have brass tops—that’s so stupid.’ “It is true that 1 am lonelv—very lonely. All my occupants have died, and left me quite alone. It was they that warmed my heart with joy. and now I am no longer happy and contented. “My first occupants dressed and lived very differently from the people of to-day. I remember there were knights in armor, just returning from battle, and ladies in silken gowns that rustled through the long balls. These first occupants were unlike the ones that came much later, and grumbled about mv inconveniences and clumsiness. They have often wanted to change and improve me. but for some reason or other they never have, for which I am very grateful. “It is interesting to realize how much I have seen and heard during my four hundred vears of existence. Secrets have been confided within my walls and many strange and interesting scenes enacted therein. 1 have seen marriages, birth and funerals. My blinds have rattled merrily at times when I was happy and again when I was feeling dismal and sad, the wind has whistled around my corners. “Even though people plot against me. they respect me because of what the old people have said of me. and of my former splendor. It is on account, no doubt, of this respect that I have been allowed to remain so long, while I in my turn laugh them to scorn. I have sheltered too many noble people. I have been gladdened by too many peals of childish laughter and been cheered by too many flowers and trees to be now discouraged and let the new houses shame me. When I was built, my master declared that I was made of the strongest oak. and that I would endure longer than any other house in the neighborhood, and I have. “The more superstitious of the people declare that they see strange sights and shadows on my windows at night, and strange and wild shrieks, and let me tell you they are not imagining this. Do not think that I mean to sav I have been haunted by a spirit, for f have not. but every night for almost a year one of the neighbor’s servants has enjoyed m solitude. She was a lively girl, not timid like the other girls, and for this reason I liked her very much. She was hired some time ago by one of my neighbors and to escape from the uninteresting company of the other servants she used to climb in a window on the roof, which is not so easily climbed as you might suppose. Once inside my curiously decorated chambers hc stared for a long time at the old pictures of bygone days, and seemed to take great delight in looking at the pictures of lords and ladies in their ancient and dignified dress. When it came night she danced and sang, imitating wild shrieks in her impish delight. Sometimes she lighted a candle and thus cast her shadow on the window screen. All these incidets were duly reported by the scary old crows of the village, but not one of them, silly creatures, dared to investigate. Thus the girl had full possession of me whenever she wished, and no one disputed her claim to me. for she kept it a profound secret. This part about the girl as far as I have told is no doubt pleasing and makes an unusual story, but I feel that I should tell the rest of my story to give you an idea of the tpany secrets, good and bad. that 1 know but can never tell. One morning a very unscrupulous tramp appeared in the village and being afraid of the police of the village he concluded that I was unoccupied and climbed into the same window that the girl used, fie soon went to sleep, after tasting something from a bottle. All was quiet until that night, when the girl came on her nocturnal visit. She capered through the long, deserted halls, suddenly espied the tramp and emitted a scream. This roused the tramp and seeing the girl he tried to prevent her escape, for he was afraid she would spread the alarm in the village, and tramps in this village are looked upon with suspicion and often hanged on a very slight charge. The