Central High School - Aglaia Yearbook (Manchester, NH)

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! IUNE AGLAIA NUMBER OF THE ORACLE 21 tection. The coaqh came around the bend. The men leaped out in front of it. One grabbed the horses, one covered the driver and guard. Another threw open the door. The OHSICCYS began to protest. Up came the old thunderblast and down went the officer. This was all mere routine. I heard two more reports, and saw the driver and guard sitting in their places, heads slumping grotesquely. ,....And the two pretty girls? One would think they could lhave been spared, but no. The same cold-hearted malice and disregard for life effected their death. The men then took the heavy chest of money and the sack of mail, and disappeared. I started forward to do what I could, but I knew it was useless. At night, now, years later as I walk down past the spot, I often imagine that I can hear the rumble of the coach-the same coach- going forward, ever forward. IOHN B. CRAM. MY DOG AND I Kip, howld you like to take a hike? It's snowing ,hard but I don't care. Since you and I have tastes alike Let's hunt the woods for a young hare. Kip, say, but don't you love this snow That drifts so fast from heaven's cold? And hear the angry winds that blow! Come on, letfs fight like warriors bold. Kip! There's a hare on a fallen tree! Off now, on nature's grimmest run. Be sure to turn him soon to me For I am ready with the gun. Kip, boy, we lost the fleeting hare But saved ourselves from feeling sad-. It's safe within some cozy lairg- Iust think of all the fun we've had! l RUTH GILMORE. WAITING This night seemed like any other night in Bermuda. The palm trees on Waterfront Street swayed gently in the warm breeze, the clop clop of horses, hoofs and the sound of bicycle bells ringing here and there were sounds heard every night. A large cruise steamer was tied up at the dock and the mu- sic of a dance band in the dancing salon could be heard as it drifted over the waters of St. George's harbor. Alongside of the steamer lay a British man-of-war with a sen, try pacing up and down the deck. In the native quarters, all was serene. Natives sing- ing to the plunk plunk of a banjo only made the night like every night in Bermuda. The fragrant lily fields were ghostly white in the moonlight as were the white and pink lime- stone houses with their white guttered roofs. But they were white and ghostly every night, too. Nothing unusual ever happened in Bermuda. Still under all this peace and calmness there was an under-current of restlessness this night. A dog barked out in a banana grove, and it was a restless bark, but even dogs barked every night on the isle. Charles sat with his back to a palm tree, wishing something would happen. He had been in Bermuda three years now and nothing had ever yet happened that was out of the ordinary. The calm had almost put him to sleep when he heard the police alarm go off. He jumped up and ran toward the dock. Maybe a desperate criminal had been found, or maybe a woman's pearls had been taken, or even the Bank of Bermuda had been broken into. He was soon joined by groups of people all wishing to see what had happened. Visions Hew through Charles' mind. At last something unusual had hap- pened. Hurray! Hurray! Then as he turned the corner he saw that a dog had turned on the police alarm by breaking the glass. What a disappointment! Charles returned to his

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20 IUNE AGLAIA NUMBER or THE ORACLE I completed the vision and added the fm- irzhing touches to parts of the sky and foliage in the theme panel which was started by Mabel Robie last year. The work was fun, .md I gained a great deal from it. WANDA KUCHARCZYK. I chose my subject, track, because it rep- resents a major factor in this school. In work- ing out my theme, however, I discovered that patience was extremely important, as I had to do parts of my panel over several times. PAUL DESGROSEILLIERS. From my work on the theme I discovered that there is more to painting than brush strokes. Before the paint can be put on, a long time must be spent thinking out the method of application. GERTRUDE SULLIVAN. I had the problem of arranging my sub- ject, art, around a pipe that extends half way into my mural. In spite of this dith- culty I eventually succeeded in Finishing my task. CHARLOTTE BROWN. QCompiled by Rose Georgej A DESIGN FOR LIVING Design is order, and simplicity is its key- note. Design consists of harmony, balance, and rhythm. So should one's plan be for living. Or- der in our lives is the first requisite, and then we introduce those three elements that create good design. First, balance: Not being ex- treme in dress, in manners, or in action, but contriving to maintain an even keel. Toler- ance is a means to attain this. Next, we must keep our lives in harmony with our surroundings, adapt ourselves to people, to our own environment, to the world itself, and to the times within which we are living. When people live in the past, or are ahead of the time, we say they are out of time or out of harmony. Third: To gain the real joy of life for our- selves we must have rhythm, and as some of the songs show We Have Rhythm in Our Nursery Rhymes, rhythm in our dancing feet, and rhythm in the real joy of living. Enthusiasm, cheerfulness, gaiety and song make up the rhythm of life. VVith all these elements we must simplify our lives throw- ing away everything we Hnd that clutters and detracts from our theme. All that ho'd us back from real accomplishment must be discarded, and only the essentials left to please us with clarity and simple charm. SHIRLEY RICH. DISTANT RUMBLINGS I was there when it happened. As a mat- ter of fact, I might have prevented it had I been more quick-witted. I was walking down Yorkshire Lane and had almost reached the junction where the lane meets The King's Highway. The highway was then a famous royal post road. I hoped to catch a glimpse of the Royal Mail Coach. Often I strolled down to the highway when I knew the mail was going by. Today, I had heard that the payroll was going to a royal garrison, with officers of the Royal Hussars, the usual pretty girls, and straight fare. The highway loomed up ahead and I quickened my pace as I heard the distant rumble of the coach. Suddenly across the highway I saw twouthree .,.. no, four men emerging from the undergrowth. I stood fixed to the spot. Then with a sudden real- ization I knew that these were highwaymen who killed first and robbed afterward. These men were the type that would be hanged if ever caught. The rumble of the coach grew louder. I got out of sight in the bushes and watched, holding my breath for fear of de-

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22 IUNE AGLAIA NUMBER OF THE ORACLE palm tree, discouraged. No, nothing un- usual ever happened in Bermuda. The isle of peace and quiet. ROGER SANBORN. UN PETIT COIN DE FRANCE I-Le Petit Salon MARIORIE Cen entrant chez Kathleen Bur- peejz Bonsoir, mes amies. Comment allez- vous? Est-ce que je suis en retard? KAY: Non, nous commencons maintenant. Depechez-vous. MLLE LA PRESIDENTE: Ie eclare la sean- ce ouverte. Nous passerons a l'ordre du jour. Mlle la Secretaire, voulez-vous bien faire l'appel? PI-IILOMENE: Oui, tres volontiers. Alice ,..... Edith . etc. MLLE LA DIRECTRICE: Ah! nous avons beaucoup de membres presents ce soir. Y a-t-il quelqu'un qui veut proposer quelche- chose? HELENA: Est-ce que nous avons ...., un, j'ai oublie le futur- MLLE LA DIRECTRICE: aurons. HELENA: Merci, mademolselle. Aurons une piece . . ah oh .. Hovxf do you say assembly? IUDY: Assemblee-feminin. MLLE LA DIRECTRICE: I'ai demande ill Monsieur jacques et il m'a dit qulil compte sur nous. I'ai pense que la piece, La Faim est un Grand Inventeur serait la meilleure 5: presenter. Elle est tres co- mique et il y a de l'anglais dedans. Etes- vous de mon avis? TOUTES LES IEUNES FILLES: Oui, pre- sentons cette piece-la parce que tout le monde pourra la comprendre. MLLE LA PRESIDENTE: Mlle la Treso- riere, voulez-vous bien nous dire ce que avons dans la caisse? IUDITI-I: Nous avons quelques dollars dans la caisse. KAY: Oh, nous sommes riches! IUDITH: Mais Alice et Marie nous doivent de l'argent. ALICE: Ie l'ai oublie dans ma poche. MARIE: Moi aussi. IUDITH: C'est bien, vous pourrez me le donner tout Ei liheure. RUTH: Chantons des chansons! EDITH: Qulest-ce que nous chanterons? MLLE LA DIRECTRICE: Alouette ou Au Clair de la Lune? MARIE: Les deux. NATALIE: Apres ca, jouons aux charades. KAY: Voulez-vous bien entrer dans la salle in manger? Toutes les jeunes Hlles s'6lancent dans la salle a manger. Elles se servent de sand- wichs et de chocolat, puis elles se reunissent en petits groupes et parlent bruyamment du cinema, de leurs notes, de leurs rendez-vous, la moitie en anglais et la moitie en francais. IEANNE ftout Ei coupj: Oh! il est dix heu- res. Tout le monde est surpris et on se preci- pite dans l'escalier pour aller chercher les manteaux. On se quitte avec regret et en di- sant il Kay: -Ie me suis bien amusee. --Boisoir! -Bonne nuit! -A demain! SYLVIA ESTFAN. BROTHERS My pa and ma went from this earth About two months ago. I work my lingers to the bone, But things are very slow. I supported little Dickie, The cutest little guy With curley hair and cross-like scar Directly o'er his eye.