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

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Taz 1949 Sn.vn Slums By Josophlno Thomas, '49 MUSIC HATH charms to soothe the savage beast, but not civil- ized people, judging from the reaction of my friends. When I try to con- verse in the universal language with my trumpet, a grand rush for the door is the result. Why does my appearance over the weekend with a trumpet signal preparation for a two- day Reign of Terror? Well, when auditioned for the music department I chose an instrument, beautiful in the hands of the archangel Gabriel, but tympanic mayhem in mine. Since my freshman year, the demand for absorbent cotton for ear-stuffing pur- poses has increased unbelievably at our corner drugstore. Total evacua- tion of the neighborhood begins on Friday night when I come with my trumpet. Even my family joins in these treks. By the way, for obvious reasons, my favorite themesong is I Walk Alone and favorite program The Lone Ranger. I have been asked by the hastily assembled S.P.C.E. CSociety for the Prevention of Cruelty to Eardrumsj to take up a quieter form of the fine arts. It seems they prefer chamber music in which strings are the featured members. Housewives have tried bribery in the interest of young infants whose slumber is disturbed by an ill-timed clarion call. They conveniently for- get the sleepless nights I've spent dis- turbed by ill-timed baby wails. I've also been offered the newest new look , the ever-stylish straitjacket. But wait, the outcome is not a total loss. People who have not spoken for years gather to berate me soundly. See? The end can sometimes justify the means. In our section the Bogie Man has been abolished. Doting parents simply tell their offsprings to be good or they might grow up to be trumpet players like that Thomas girl. Thus they curb juvenile delinquency, ninety-nine percent of the time, with- out the aid of legend. Other musi- cians fno trumpetersj have sprung up to drown me out by numerical com- petition, but with true Hallahan spirit I defiantly blow my top. One lady even said I was her Purgatory on earth and that she expected to go straight to heaven. When she gets there she's going to see if angels with flutes can't reawaken the sleeping world on judgment Day. She doesn't like trumpets. fNow is the time to see Mr. Petrillo about a celestial job., They laughed at Thomas Edison 3 he was right. They scorned Fultong he proved his scolfers false. Columbus was ridiculed but we of today know that the world is round. Now people are laughing at me and-ahem. But one question still haunts me. Did Harry james go through this?

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Now It Is SPRING JANIE ALLEN sank with a sigh into a large, comfortable chair in the living room. She looked about her at the room which was so tastefully furnished and which so well revealed her personality. Janie was very happy today. Indeed, most of her life had been spent in being happy and con- tented. At twenty-six she was a suc- cessful career woman and a good deal more besides. Now, in the midst of her spring house cleaning, she paused for a few moments to rest, and only half realizing what she was doing, be- gan to muse over the past few years which she laughingly referred to as the green years. It was funny, she thought, that once she had met Jack Richards her whole life seemed to have changed. She had been introduced to him at a party and had liked him immediately. He was rather handsome in that he was the type of boy usually depicted as the Regular American Youth. He had called her the following week and ask- ed for a date, and Janie had accepted with well concealed enthusiasm. The night had been such fun that it had been hard to conceal her pleas- ure when he had asked her to go out with him the following week. It was By Joan M. Donohue, '49 on this date that she had discovered something that faintly disturbed her -Jack was not a Catholic. Still, she reasoned, I don't intend to marry him so it won't cause any harm to go out with him occasionally. She was still more disturbed, however, when she found that it had become increasingly difficult to refuse dates with Jack. I'11 have to stop going with him, she had promised herself determinedly. But this was one promise, she realized later, she had not kept. p Janie had continued her dates with Jack and exactly eight months after she had met shim, he proposed. His words filled her with a slow surprise as she realized with something akin to awe that she had loved him for some time. Some weeks later Janie had under- taken to explain to Jack the more im- portant Catholic teachings concerning marriage. He had looked faintly puzzled, she remembered, but had agreed to see the parish priest with her the following night. Jack had acknowledged her introduction and Father Malloy began at once to explain the duties of a non-Catholic in a marrage sanctified by God. Jack had