Catholic High School For Girls - Silver Sands Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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the barren wasteland that once buzzed and hummed wlth happy home l1fe He was heartbroken and weary but new hope was enkmdled 1n h1s breast by an ofhclal report that h1S son had surv1ved Unfortunately the authorltles knew nothlng of the boys whereabouts and could only 1nform jacques that the boy had been saved by nelghbors after the mother had been k1lled Thus Jacques started on an amazlng journey 1n search of h1S son Travelmg constantly he visited hundreds of vlllages and hamlets 1nqu1r1ng of res1dents and seeklng 1nformat1on from c1v1l author1t1es No o or a sympathet1c shake of the head was the lnevltable reply Among the peasants h1s pathetlc fame became second only to that of Frances Unknown Soldler Always he pressed on undzscouraged h1s dest1nat1on usually unknown but hrs goal ever be fore hmm After some elghteen years of such wandermg he halted rn seemmg farlure weakened by the mtense pam of h1s old wounds wh1ch had returned to h1m He settled nn a httle town on the outsklrts of To be enrapturecl by the song O btrcls at dewy morn To marvel at the busy bee The ant and not to scorn Vtolets on the lea To eel the charm o waterfalls The loftmess of mountams Fascmatzng zce clothed trees The majesty of fountains Warm caressmg breeze Graceful fallzng autumn leaves Hazy forms o rollmg htlls Dazzlmg sun hght after ram Hauntmg crres o whzppoorwzlls My dehght sustam Ltke a sad lute's stram 8 Pans There he was befrxended by a war tlme com rade to whom he revealed the tale of h1s futxle search and that now old helpless and almost bhnd he was st1ll alone It was h1s fnend who brought h1m to me A desperate case P1erre so far gone that cure seemed 1mposs1ble I started a serles of treatments wh1ch falled Then as you know I performed a most deh cate operatlon the outcome of wh1ch IS st111 uncerta1n You see P1erre such are the ravages of war Yet even today every country 15 prepanng to renew Henr1 stopped suddenly and shuddered mvoluntanly P1erre mterrupted sharply A most worthy cause Henr1 but countless surgeons are pa1d by the govern ment to do just such work And you you gave up so much you rlsked so much by performmg an oper atxon so rare wlth almost certam fallure as your wages What xf you fall Henrf' Fall? I cannot fall P1erre I must not fill h answered I shall not farl You see I am h1s son EACH llAY9S GIFT And so I pray that every day Ill nd the beauty offered me The gladness nature always brmgs To every one who learns to see oy an little thmgs Bsnmcs KOLBE, '38 SILVER SANDS . . . ' . r , , . , . ' 1 X Y 1 1 1 . , , 1 ' ' 'v M . . . 1 s . . . . .1 1 . , , . , , . 9 9 1 1 1 . . . . . . . . . H . . . . , - ' ' - ' ss 11 . , 1- s t . . l ,, - 1 - 1 - - . . f ' 1 s 1 . . . 1 . , . 'Q . . , I ' 1 ns . . . . . . 1 s . . . . . . . ,, 1 ' 1 ' ' - - ss - - - -l 11 - 1 1 0 e . . . . H . - ax . . , , . f . I 1 f f . , . . . . r , 1 I I , v f . . ,Q , , . , . . ,

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By LUCILLE JUDGE 38 IERRE LECOMPS car swrrled through the rustrc xron gates at the foot of the slope An up and down land of velvety green wlth crooked dusty paths woven mto nts pattern lay before h1m and upon the top of the hxll was Samtorxum 1n Memonam Thrs prcturesque scene was graced by two figures one aged and stooped the other youthful and sturdy The younger man cont1nued h1s walk alone however as a cnsp whxte clad nurse led the older man rn doors The other turned attracted by the lusty honk1ng of Pxerres horn Pxerre sxghed lt was Henn' A slow sm1le of gen uxne pleasure and srncere affectron l1t lus face as hc watched the rapld approach of lus boyhood chuxn How could he be angry w1th Henrx7 How could anyone be angry wrth one so noble and gentle natured7 Nevertheless he was keenly aware that he had come to speak strongly to Henrr and nothmg vtould deter h1m no nothmg' The palr greeted each other boxsterously and backs were pounded vrgorously but Prerres mxen changed qurckly and he eyed h1 compan on 9Cf10USlY Henrx why have you done thrs rejected an offer to teach at one of our greatest UHIVCISIUCS grven up an opportumty of future greatness and success to devote your lrfe to the care of helpless mcurablc veterans? It IS msane No Plerre lt IS my lxfe Henrr smlled and con trnued solrcxtously Come you mu t be th1rst, after your long nde Presently arm rn arm they strode across the lawn toward Ir1err1s qt. c They toasted each other m a drmly hffhted s1tt1n room Henrr glanced confidently at Plerre and pro' ceeded to explam Late rn February a patrcnt totally bund was brought to me for treatment H1 name was acques Durlng h1s V1S1tS he told me a most pathetlc story the story of h1s lmfe When France was threatened by our ne1ghbors across the Rhme he ansvxered the call and trooped away with the marclung men leavmg behxnd h1s w1fe and son and all hrs worldly possessrons You remember surely SILVER SANDS AFTERM TH And every man must choose he way has soul shall go the weepmg and sorrow of the women and chrldren durmg those horrxble days It was not easy for jacques to leave knowrng too well that he mlght never see them aga1n Hrs dear ones were far from the lightmg at first far from the danger that lurked 1n the front llne trenches but as the enemy pressed deeper came the Frrst Battle of the Marne jacques jomed 1n the splnted cry They shall not pass Henrl paused stanng 1nto space How vxell both remembercd They dxd not pass but bloodshed and death enveloped the entrre country Horror and de structron were everywhere as cannons boomed m chxne guns stuttered and planes zoomed overhead carrymg death for those below Homes and vlllages were destroyed tl' worklnvs of gcraeratlons hat c c,l as rf they were trrfles and the flower of French youth anmhllated Yet shoulder to shoulder the staunch patrrots fought wlth no commumcatxon from the1r homes never knowlng whether thelr loved ones were l1V1Dg or dead Henr1 cont1nued It was durxng Frances greatest hour of perrl that Jacques was serrously wounded He and for days lay unconscious hovermg between l1fe and death Many months of convalescence followed and at last he was drscharged It was then he re cerved the tragxc news that h1s w1fe and son had been k1lled and h1s vrllavc evacuated Jacques was extended a furlough of a few weeks o that he mlght return home and verrfy the rumor He found the v1llage deserted a mass of shattered ru1ns Gnef strxcken and determmed to avenge the death of his w1fe and son jacques returned to h1s regnncnt He fought fanat1cally savagely wxth seemmgly mex haustlble enerffy some thought h1m a manlac Then lt came peace and the never tobe forgot ten stillness the mornlng the Afm1St1C6 was slgned and the cheerlng and the merrymakmg of the sol dxers rejolcxng at the good news But for jacques such happ1ness was short l1ved for h1s spmts were quenched at the thought of h1s w1fe and son So once agarn jacques returned home or rather to 7 ff I I 1 ' I, I ' I , . , , . . , , . u . Y . ,, . . ' a : , . . . . . . . , ,,, , , . . f . i , . . . y 4 n Q , . , ' ' Q ss ss - ' 1 ' 9 ' f . . , ' . . 1 ' 4 a , a' - . I 1 w . , , t N ' Q ' ' , .e ' U ' . ' . s t rv I , . . 1 . ' , , . , . . . . . I . Y . . . u , - , , . . Q . . . U I . , ' 's , i r ' . ' -- - - a was taken to a field hosp1tal wxth thousands of others , 7 . . . . . . . , Y V 9 ' , . . .. . sv. . . . . q . . I D ' . s s - V ' D I . - - - , .. , Y S . V - A s - ,. . . ' 3 a . . . I 1 'art-rs. 1 ' . ' 1' . . . . . U , lo cv . . . . l l ' ' . . , , , ' ', v- - C, 1 . ' r 5 . . . . ' H ' f , 1 f . s - - , J ' . . . . - ' ' ' ' , . , . . . . . -w . Ki ' I S Y 7 i

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By KATHLEEN MCNULTY 38 ITY the peddler for he peddles for p1ty This wxll ever after be my thought when I open the door to a peddler For you see I learned from brtter experrence the trlals and heartaches that accompany the worst of all ev1ls I reallzed before the summer was half over that a season w1thout exc1tement was mdeed a season of monotony When my mother suggested my seekmg a Job as a rehef from vacatron lazmess I was delrghted to fmd opportumty knock1ng at my door rn the form of the evening paper It landed wlth a thump on the front porch I grabbed It and hast1ly turned to the want ad sectxon What I found was too good to be true WANTED Saleswoman by a rellable wholesale firm No experience neces sary Apply Monday Needless to say I was the first appl1cant 1n the oflice Monday mormng I got a job just as qulckly as that and without any fuss or bother I found my self a full fledged employee I left that office wxth a smgmg heart hav1ng prom1sed to be there early the next morning Pretty vxsrons of what could be bought w1th a ten dollar salary danced through my head Salesgxrl I soon found was Just a h1gh soundrng term for peddleress Tuesday mormng I expected to smrle over a counter at enthus1ast1c customers I stead I found myself walkmg hot cxty streets and rmg mg doorbell after doorbell Each step I chmbed meant hope IH my breast Desparr was wr1tten rn my down ward tread My commodxtles mcluded everythmg from babys powder to grated nutmeg But dxd I sell any? I hate to th1nk about rt' That mght I went to bed wxth sore feet and a parched throat Instead of sleep mght brought nlght mares of gruff men sayrng Naw we don t need noth mg and other anythmg but pohte refusals of my wares Work worn women scathlngly remarked Your baklng soda 1S no good and I wouldnt take xt even lf you were gxvmg rt away Of course I wasn t SILVER SANDS DDLING glvmg It away I was only trymg to earn some money Then 1nto my dreams crept that angel of mercy Here was that darhng sweet lovable 'mgellc faced woman who had bought slxty cents worth of my product My only sale of the day brought consolatron and somewhat lncreased my hope for success the next 3-Y But my feet were trred and my head ached as I started out the next mormng However my sales manshlp xncreased a trlfle and I was happy at the end of the day to hand 1nto the company my four orders Two dollars and srxteen cents seemed a great lmprove ment over the slxty cents of the prevlous day and I felt sure that some day I should become a famous saleslady Ah' but Thursday' That day of days' Its memory llaunts me lzke a skeleton rn a closet Busmess car ned me far 1nto the country where I traveled weary rule after mlle 10 vam The sun was as merciless as lt 1S on the Sahara The streets were as rocky as a stone quarry and the people were as hospntable as Afncan cannlbals They dldn t use vamlla because they d1dn t make cakes the1r bables d1dn t need pow der and xf they dxd need anythmg well what were tores for? By noon txme I hadn t the energy erther to walk or talk All my hopes for success and my desrres for adventure fled as though they were feathers blown 1nto the breeze I came home a sad trred dejected but oh so much wxser young lady A few days later I recewed a check for elghty three cents Thrrty per cent of my earnxngs was my wages Nothmg was sa1d of the seventy cents for lunch and the seventy five cents for carfare that had come out of my mothers pocketbook Experlence my dears IS an expensxve teacher but a very good one bes1des I no longer desprse peddlers called salesmen and salesgxrls by the firm that hlres them, but offer them my deepest sympathy and prty May you do the same' 9 I I . qs . . . . 55 1 - , - 5 . a - 1 1 1 1 1 ' . . . . , . . , 1 1 . . . . . . ' 1 ' 1 1 l . . . . r I ' . . . - 1 .. l , f , 1 . A u 1 1 f l , . . . , . , . I ' . . , . . . , - f , 1 , 1 1 1 I 1 1 ' D . , . . II' ' . ' ' - 1 1 1 . l . . . , s , U u l . I Q . . . 1 1 . f - , - 1 - mu 1 ' ' f , , 1 1 - 11 - - ' ' C 1 1 1 ' r . . , 9 ,, . . , . . . . . . ,, -, . , .