Brockton High School - Brocktonia Yearbook (Brockton, MA)

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g BROCKTONIA Once more, Why dost thou travel with such speed? For thou art not the only one in haste To reach the goal. Pray, Would'st thou leave this one So old, so weak, to perish by the way? I looked Where he was pointing: in the dust Lay pitifully moaning, too fatigued To move, an aged man. Impatient as I was, I could not fail a friend in need. Refreshing him with Water from a brook, I helped him to his feet and bade him lean On me. I chanced again to look ahead, And lo! the light was nearer and un- dimmed. We struggled onward in the dark of night: Not many paces had we gone before We saw a little, frighten'd child, so tired That our sad hearts were wrung with pity great. The child ceased sobbing at the sight of friends: He took my hand with all his child- ish trust, And We once more turned toward our common goal. No need was there to travel farther, for The light was full upon us. I had come Through service to the goal of my desire. ' Without a Word the Spirit left me there: The man and child had likewise dis- appear'd. I stood alone, and dawn was break- ing o'er A The hills that were enfolded in its light.

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BROCKTONIA Resplendent in the loveliness of spring. Then spake the Spirit in melodious voice, Oh youth, go not so swiftly to life's goal That thou see'st not God's handi- work which He Has giv'n to mortals that they may not find The journey too long nor the Way too hard. This wisdom slowed my eager steps a bit: I often paused to gaze at nature's gifts-A Thus passed the morn which had be- gun so fair. At noon the air grew hot and sultry, too: The sun beat down upon our weary backs. The way no longer led through ver- dant fields, But up steep mountain pathways strewn with rocks. I, footsore, panting, fain would have turned back: To my demands the Spirit answered brief, But half the destined path has been o'ercome: Push on: let not your footsteps falter weak With only half life's glorious work complete. Inspired anew by noble thoughts and hopes, I journeyed swiftly toward the set- ting sun. Soon twilight cast dim shadows o'er our road, But happy was my heart, for, through the mist, I saw a beacon shedding its pale light. Encouraged by its steadfast glow and cheer, My pace I quickened, when the Spirit spoke

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BROCKTONIA 3 R A EAREWELL TO THE SENIORS FROM THE OTHER CLASSES Eriendship, whose rays shine thru the earth Sent to us from God on high, Vwlhose shadow follows our work and V play, Lives on-tho' we say good-by. Thru all school paths we've trod to- gether, Vvlorked together, and played to- gether Glad of each honor that fell to your lot, Loyalty being our bright shining spur. When at last life tests your worth, Give to it all that you can Know that you have our friendship thru all Lift up your head, be a man! 'Tis only commencement that greets you that eve, Commencement of a trade to ply: Remember that light shining for you, lt's there, tho' we say good-by. Bessie Feldman, '29, R Q5