Castle School - Drawbridge Yearbook (Tarrytown, NY)

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THE DRAWBRIADGE Nineteen-Twenty Rm Van W?nt!e Sleqb gf az Glaldyione Ba No one will deny that the region about Tarry- town holds certain mystic and psychic legends. A creepy feeling steals over the spirit as one- watches the mist drape the distant blue hills while below the silver river changes to gray and blue. Some- times on a winter's night old storm kingigathers around him all the voices of the valley and across the window of one's room floats a ghastly parade of snow-draped figures fleeing before a shrieking wind. The same feeling prevails out in the deep woods where under the tall elms and oaks and pines there is a hush that suggests the silent nave of a cathedral just before an unseen choir burst with a greatand solemn chant. Can it be that this sense of the unreal which all nature about here seems to suggest is purely im- aginary? This little story of the Gladstone Bag is not a mystic legend which will gain a place beside the famous ones of long ago-but of the mysterious behavior of a modern inanimate object. We all know how inanimate objects will get themselves lost, how things sometimes seem possessed with a will- fulness arid perversity equal to that of a human. How your handkerchief pile shrinks, how silk stock- ings disappear, one's choicest 'perfume evaporates or one's best waist suddenly returns in time for church. But these are not particularly mysterious happenings peculiar to the neighborhood only peculiar to school girls and school days and one can only accept the condition with a sigh. A bright and charming Castle girl was leaving school for her Christmas holiday in December IQIS. She carried two handbags, one packed for her vaca- tion at home and the other with things she intended wearing that evening at a dance at West Point. In the excitement of good-byes and good wishes both bags were set down at the Tarrytown station while waiting for the train, A few moments later one bag was quite safe but the other containing the gar- ments intended to subjugate the hearts of future war heroes was no where to be seen. lt had entirely dis- appeared. And no amount of frantic inquiry could discover the slightest clue. And the bag and its con- tents were looked upon as gone forever, February twentieth of this year a party of well known residents were leaving Tarrytown for a southern sojourn and arrived at the station with trunks, maids, rugs, coats, golf sticks and all the implements indicative of a long journey. The party boarded their train. The train left and disappeared in the distance. And lo-there in the very middle of the waiting-room of the Tarrytown station appeared a bag, it seemed suddenly to have appeared from N'owhere. A On opening the bag it revealed a party dress as uncrushed as though just packed. ln its dainty folds a little Virgin Mary Medal shone out, a fan still waited to be unfurled and swayed to the tune of a West Point Waltz and the pages of a Christmas magazine were still uncut. Where little bag did you spend those last four years? Did you take a sleep on the Tarrytown hills and what startled you from your slumber and spirited you back to the same spot from whichyou disappeared? Could it have been a conscience which finally woke up from its Rip Van Winkle sleep or was it the ap- peal of the little shining medal? Or was it just one more manifestation of the mystic and psychic condi- tions which prevail in the quaint region of Tarry- town and Sleepy Hollow? Little bag do you know you have slept away the four most important years the world has ever known? Great Kings have been humbled and

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THE DR-AWBC-RIDGE Nineteen-Twenty simple people exalted and heroic. And the World Welcome home again little bag, you have missed is Waking from its Rip Van Winkle sleep of selhsh- something besides the West Point dance by being ness, and prejudice and greed. asleep. Jane Carulherx Some gf flze Resalfs ef a Wyifiag Pyfelzelegiyf We'll all bemathematical sharks and perfect spellers. V . Class parties must have representatives from Army and Navy to be successful. Night caps will probably be required next year. Colleges will fall into innocuous desuetude- Columbia University Will become an Annex to - the Castle. - Nightly demand for Aurora borealis. A I X Plans are now under way for a neurologiml 'ward to the infirmary. if Shattered Nervous Sysfemsp '