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

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never to rise again. The surface of the lake was roughened a moment. That was all. When the perfidy of Signa dawned upon Eric, his first impulse was to jump into the lake after her, but, on second thought, he decided to spend the remainder of his life in the castle. He has seen no one since that day, for he distrusts the world. He had once trusted his sister and she had betrayed that trust’. SALLY CHURCH, 12A. WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF: Raymond McNamara could not debate? And Elsie Weaver ever came late? If Thomas Olstead stopped rubbing his chin And Ida Sousa suddenly grew very thin? If Henry Trudell stopped talking in history class. And Maurice Smith quit saying, “Hands off! She’s my lass.” If William Angevine would not sway And yours truly stopped saying, “O. K.! I’ll pay?” If Irene Sylvia had not been crowned queen, And Clare Partington didn’t have eyes so green ? If Rose Formisano were not such an attraction And Billy Sisson didn’t please everyone to satisfaction ? If Esther Perkins were not so tall and stately And Fred Fiske didn’t get a “crush” on a junior just lately? If Thomas Byrnes didn’t resemble Harold Lloyd And Billy Alger had to say. “Gee, dat’s iest what I hoid?” If Frances Capone had no personality And Helen Raposa a platinum blonde in reality ? If Peter Alfano would in sports take a rest And Ann Russo were not always so full of cheerfulness? If Marjorie didn’t have so many freckles And Francis Dwyer didn’t have to wear spectacles? If Santo Digati were not our class artist And Josephine Carmone wasn’t so very modest ? If Sally Church could learn to like chemistry And Norman Hibbert would ever enter the ministry ? If Louis Romano would soon become an undertaker And Ruth -Ruggieri were not such a heart breaker? If Ruth Tattric were never on the Student Council And Ethel Isherwood stopped saying. “Got an extra pencil?” If Betty Waite didn’t come to school on the school bus And Hilda Jamicl, over every trivial, make such a fuss? If Mary Castro were not such a good dresser And Victoria Soldano could acquire the habit of saying “No, Sir?” If Dominic Ruggieri could grow a foot taller And Phoebe Texiera were not such a pleasing caller? If Thomas Fitzpatrick didn’t have such red hair And Thomas VanVoast were not such a good baseball player? If Francis Lewis was ever a basketball maniac And Martin Edmonds ever owned a deLuxe model Pontiac? If Fred Lopes were not such a good actor And Eldora Gablinske stopped saying, “I’ll get the guy I’m after?” JOSEPHINE L. BRUNO, ’36. COURAGE Hardships, and dangers, and fears defying, With never a sign of flinching or crying. Onward! ahead! to fame and success, Or, Backward! Behind! failure and distress. TEVIS SHUSMAN, ’38. GREEN (Oati JL W DID THE- 25

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THE VANERN TREASURE The castle stands grim and foreboding, surrounded by the stagnant waters of a bottomless lake. A young man is sole occupant of the cast structure; no one has crossed its threshold for ten years. Why does this young man throw away his life by secluding himself in an ancient castle, haunted by the restless ghosts of his ancestors now long since dead? It is a lengthy tale which begins three hundred years ago with the erection of the great fortress by the Vanern family. The Vanerns were wealthy and powerful in their country, but were hated by the people for their greed. The family was cursed with selfishness. Fear of losing his money had driven more than one Vanern insane. From generation to generation the eldest son became heir to the Vanernian riches. In the nineteenth century Charles Vanern, now master of Vanern lands, married and had four children, three girls and one boy, Eric, at whose birth the mother died. The daughters were arrogant, selfish and stupid. Their sole occupation was wringing money from their miserly father for clothes. The oldest sister, Signa, was the shrewdest and most wicked of the three. Signa knew that if her father died, she could conceive of a plan by which to do away with her young brother. Eric, and, thus, being the eldest, would come into possession of the vast hoarded wealth of centuries that lay hidden somewhere in the old castle. When Signa’s two sisters had married and left home, her thoughts turned to the coveted money. One afternoon when her father asked her to bring him his tea, Signa secretly dropped poison into the beverage and he, ignorant of his daughter’s treachery, drank every drop. Death quickly claimed him. To this day many people believe the ghosts of the castle guilty of the crime. After a brief search, Signa discovered the legacy which read as follows: “Know all men by these presents, that I, Benson Vanern, being of sound mind and body, do hereby bequeath to my only son and heir, Eric, Vanern lands and all my worldly possessions, including the Vanern riches which are to be found in a secret vault beneath-------’ The rest could not be deciphered. For seventy-five years the legacy had lain where Signa found it, and the ravages of time had completely obliterated the writing. Signa fainted. When she regained consciousness, Eric was beside her reading from the piece of paper which had dropped from her limp fingers. Signa had not wanted Eric to know she had found it, but, as nothing could be done about it now. she would ask Eric to help her look for the money. He would, no doubt, be helpful, for he trusted his sister implicitly, and would do whatever she asked. Signa at once instituted a search for the treasure. She assigned Eric to half of the house, while she herself searched the other half. After searching from cellar to garret she at last, her hope waning, explored the little room at the top of the turret. Examining the walls, she found a tiny button which, upon being pressed, raised a plank from the floor. Cautiously peering into the dark hole of the floor she discovered a small chest. While tugging at the chest she heard the footsteps of Eric ascending the creaking stairs. Terrified for fear he should see the treasure, Signa seized the chest and ran out on the balcony surrounding the turret. In her excitement she leaned over the rail a little too far and fell headlong into the stagnant lake. Eric arrived at the spot just in time to see his sister and the treasure sink beneath the waters. GREEN mndL W01 DTE- 24

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JUNIOR CLASS—COMMERCIAL AND PRACTICAL ARTS DIVISION