Crescent Heights High School - Bugle Yearbook (Calgary, Alberta Canada)

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18 THE CRESCENT ButlLE, 1928 W. ABERHART, B.A. “ Our Principal’’

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THE CRESCENT BUGLE, 1928 17 Lives of great men all remind us, We should always do our best, And departing leave behind us Notebooks that will help the rest. Miss Clark has insisted that I, as one of the assistant editors, put in my “two cents worth” and voice some noble thought by which I may be remembered in the long, long years to come. Carlyle has ably handled the editorial and said everything that is necessary, but as one of those who is partly responsible for the choice of articles that meet your tender gaze, I wish to thank you all, from the merest printer’s “devil” to the most prominent contributor, for the support that you have given the “Bugle” this year. May it, like certain alcoholic beverages, grow better with age, im¬ proving each year as much as it has grown and improved during the few years that it has been published. —-N.R.J. I feel that a special word of appreciation is due our Editor this year. The double responsibility of the presidency of the Literary Society and the Editorship of the “Bugle” has given him a very heavy burden of anxiety and hard work. We thank him for his willingness to serve his school, and we congratulate him upon the success with which he has managed both offices. The work demanded of the Art Editor has been especially heavy this year also. We are greatly indebted to him, too. M.A.C. The Flight of Time “Tempus fugit,” said the Romans Yes, alas, ’tis fleeting on; Ever coming Ever going Life is short, and soon ’tis gone. But as I think of next vacation, Poring o’er these lessons huge Ever harder, Ever longer, All I say is, “Let her fuge!” Romeo and Juliet He asked—“How much did Romeo? I always do forget!” She answered—“That depends, you know On what fair Juliet.”

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THE CRESCENT BUGLE, 1928 19 ONE OF LIFE’S GREATEST VALUES “Let No One Ever Lose It!” You may lose your money and survive. You may lose your year at school and still regain your position; but there is one thing you must never lose. WHAT IS IT? Have you discovered it? The greatest of poets has said : “We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.” It is a well-known fact, that men grow stronger by believing themselves strong, just as homely women grow almost beautiful by thinking themselves pretty. Our dreams and our hopes are good m that they keep us up to a standard, which we may not fully attain, but which we would miss altogether without them. I have no hope for the youth who has lost his aspirations foi the future. The boy or girl, who still maintains that the future contains something good for him or her, has still that within him that will bring results. No voyager on this journey of life should allow him¬ self to be robbed of his hopes by any one. There was once a man who was robbed of his last possession. The thief was caught and haled before the magistrate. The attorney for the defence admitted that his client was guilty, but appealed to the mercy of the court on the ground that the article stolen was of such small importance. “What was the nature of the article?” asked the Magistrate. “The article, your Honor,” replied the attorney, “was Hope.” “Hope!” exclaimed the Magistrate, to whom had been given wis¬ dom as well as learning in the law. “Hope! And do you consider Hope of no importance?” “If you will allow me, your Honor, it seems to me that Hope is an illusion, a dream—and I fail to understand why my client should have stolen so worthless an object.” “I am sorry to differ with you, my learned friend,” began the Magistrate, with a whimsical smile, “but it is not for the thief nor his counsel to assess the value of the thing he steals. This defendant stole something of value to the man from whom he stole it, a man so poor that he has been unable to engage counsel. Under the circum¬ stances it is for the court to decide the value of the thing stolen, and that value is conditioned by the necessity of the man from whom it was stolen. In the case under hearing that object happens to be the only thing of value left to the man from whom it was taken. To him it is of great value. “To the thief also it must have been valuable. Otherwise he would not have stolen it. My ruling is that the plaintiff has been deprived of the most valuable possession that a man can have—Hope. “You may contend that Hope was an illusion or a dream, but it was by means of its possession that this man had every light to believe that he could rebuild his life, re-create himself, and once more become a useful and honored member of society.