Central Junior High School - Reflector Yearbook (Saginaw, MI)

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F 1 1 L egg? x THE ANNUAL REFLECTCR MI 1 141+- , 8, 3. 9. Reflector Club , 7, Reilector Printers , Safety Patrol , Cast of A Peach ofa Family , Spanish Dancers, Oh, Doctor an 5 5' 9 eval-aw-a Q Qi M gsfiff Ng 1 10, French Club 11, Inside Traffic 12, Camera Club 13, Student Council 14, Seven Chances 15, Fred McMaster 16, Charles Brennan 19, Mabel Bauer . 17, Nancy Eastman and Helen Fallier 18, Jean Boquette and Jane Wienecke

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F iw S THE ANNUAL REFLECTOR -15 -'HQ 1+ saw that a woman had fainted as she was about to set foot on the first step. Her companion helped me carry her into the parlor. When she regained consciousness she asked for me by name. :Are you Captain John Walton? es. I am told that the figurehead over your door was found by you in the Indian Ocean? Yes, I answered wonderingly. The woman was a foreigner of great refinement and showed traces of having been beautiful. Tell me about it, she continued. I told her the little that I knew wonder- ing as I did so at the apparent emotion that shook her. When I concluded she asked if she might see the figurehead again. It was evident that she had been looking upon it when she fainted. As we walked to the door she smiled sadly at me and I knew without be- ing told that the Mystery Lady was no longer a mystery. 4 After she had gazed for some moments upon the iigurehead, the stranger accepted my invitation to come in to the garden, where, over a cup of tea, she told me this story. My husband was a merchant in Lisbon. His ships sailed the Seven Seas. Shortly after we were married, the keel was laid for the largest of all his fleet and in a year or so I christened her and was so happy. My husband, of course, named her Marga- rettan-my name-and I think he loved that great ship second only to me. He ordered the greatest wood carver in Lisbon to make a figurehead for which I was to be the model. It was considered good luck then for a ship to have a beautiful woman figurehead. Many voyages the sturdy ship made to the Orient and back, laden with spices, silkens, rare perfumes, etc. Then there came a voyage when much ill luck seemed to befall the ship and my husband blamed the captain, and announced his intention of accompanying the ship on her next voyage. I begged and pleaded with him not to do so but in vain. From a bal- cony, high on the great house which was my home, I watched with agony the proud ship as she left the harbor carrying the great treasure of my life with her. Each morning of the days that fol- lowed I would climb to the balcony to watch the ships that set out to sea in the purple morning, at noon to watch the wharves thronged with people, and again at eventide to gaze upon the city bathed in the rays of the setting sun, and there I would kneel and pray for the safety of my husband and all who, like him, were at the mercy of the cruel sea. Months passed and now the ship became long over- due and still no word came. Then one day I saw seven ragged, worn seamen making their Way slowly to my door. I scarcely heeded what they told me for I seemed to know it all before they spoke-how a great gale had struck them and all aboard had perished save these seven who had been picked up, after many days of torturing hunger and thirst. Then it seemed my life was finished, continued the old visitor. After many years a neighbor of mine who had been visiting in America returned home and told me that he was certain he had seen the figurehead of the Ma'rga'retta here in this village. So, you see, it was necessary that Icome and look upon her once more. Is that all? asked Margaret, as she had asked many a time. Yes, that is all, answered grand- father. I offered to give the Spanish lady the figurehead but she declined it saying she would like to think of her statue living on in youthful beauty in a youthful land. QJXOID To the 9A Class Our lives have just begun We're just beginning to see the sun. Once we were at loss to know what to do, But now we know-be fair, square, and true. We must be examples, you and I. Don't you see how important it is, we must try. The path of learning is our sun, And our path has only just begun It's a long, long road and a rough one, too But I am game and so are you, Let's all of us travel the road together Through thick and thin, and all kinds of weatherg Though you may leave our class some day You'll never, never be gone to stay, For if together we start, together we'l1 end Acquaintances at first, friends at the end. Just a speck of that sun is ours today But that speck of sun's in our heart to stay For it's the first few miles on our road to glory And a happy beginning to our long, long story. Laurabelle Minnis, 9A 636'

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-ega- THE ANNUAL REFLECTOR 17 +I 1+ qhe Hidden Treasure Second Prize, Story Contest, by VIRGINIA WYSOPAL,9A X N AN'ANCIENT house in England there used to live a very wealthy count who was a miser. Now the house was a- bandoned and many parts were falling into ruin. People were afraid to go near it as they thought it was haunted, but a poor fisherman and his family decided to live in the back part of the house which was still in good condition. Doris, the daughter took care of her mother who was ill while her father went fishing to make a living. Many times Doris would go on the hill- side to pick flowers to cheer her mother and when her mother fell asleep she used to wander about the house, finding many interesting things. One day she climbed the old winding stairs that led to the attic. As she finally got to it, she pushed open the creaking door with its old and rusty hinges. As her eyes got accustomed to the dark, she found that everything was covered with dust and cobwebs. As she walked further into the room she heard a noise which frightened her. It was only a mouse running across the floor and a bat flying around the room, but she was ready to run out of the attic. Then she picked up her courage, for she spied a small trunk in the corner. Quickly she went to it, and found it vvasn't locked. She knelt beside it and found it was only filled with old papers and letters. She was taking them out and looking them over when she noticed an old, much- used map which showed directions to the hidden treasure. Curiously she studied the map which was faintly outlined. She fol- lowed the directions, moved the trunk to one side, as the map said, and there she found a board which was loose. She lifted the board up and saw a lever which the map said to pull up. To her suprise she heard a creaking noise and found the wall moving slowly to one side. She stood root- ed to the spot, dumbfounded. For there was a secret room unknown to everyone. After she got over her fright, she dashed out of the attic calling her father. Her father ran to meet her asking her what was the matter. Breathlessly she told him of the attic and the secret room. Her father went to get a light and both went into thesecret room. There he found a wonderful carved iron chest. He picked it up, and' carried it down stairs only to find it locked. Finally he took a hammer and broke it open, for the lock was old and rusty. It was filled with jewels and gold which themiserhad boarded away. They were all overjoyed for their troubles were over and they were rich. Now Doris's mother could go to a doctor and get well. Doris had always dreamed of going to college. Now she knew her dreams would come true. They could now live in a big city and be happy. ' were Finding Amethysts By MARY LOU OSWALD, 7A , 3 , HILE on a motor trip through Nova Scotia we saw beautiful amethysts in many ofthe shop windows. 1 p On asking some of the townspeople we learned that they were cast up by the tide on certain beaches, so we decided to try our luck at finding some. It was a beautiful sunshiny-day when we drove to Port Greville. Across. the Basin of Minus we could see the outline of Cape Blomidon which guards over the little village of Grand-Pre and the Evange- line country. We scrambled down a steep, clay bank leading to the shore. As we gazed at the rocks it did not look as if there could be any of the lovely stones which we had seen. We poked around in the seaweed. finding starfish, sea-urchins, and jelly-fish. All at once I found a large rock which looked as if it must have iron in, it for there was a kind of rust on if. I called my brother, he picked it up, but it was so heavy that he dropped it. It broke, dis- playing the inside of beautiful lavender crystals-we had found what we were looking for. While so occupied, the tide had come in and almost cut off our Way back. We siezed our pieces of amethyst quartz and ran back over the slippery rocks. We climbed the steep clay bank just in time for the tide was at our heels. -VEH-