East High School - Quill Yearbook (Des Moines, IA)

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10 THII QUILL Bits C' Verse Life Br NVILDA FARMER The coming of dawn is a wonderful thing, The morn 's on the doorstep and night's on the wing, The day lies ahead to do with as we will, As does a blank page that is for us to fill, And when day is going and light starts to fade, Then will we be pleased with the record we 've made? The sky is so blue and the sun shines so bright, Each day is so lovely, and lovely is night, So I shall be happy and glad while I may, Far ahead mav be manv a sad gloom v Q 7 P' day. I would I were blessed with the wings of a bird, ' Then o'er this whole world I would fly, I would leave all the sorrows of earth undisturbed, And would never come down from the sky. I Wonder ISY YVONNE SCIIEFFER All beauty is serene. I wonder who has seen The purple shadowed trees Sway slightly in the breeze, Or heard the wood-thrush sing? And through the wood-land ring The silver tinkling stream? Like a tiny eliin's dream. And have you seen the blue And silver moon? The dew llpon the grasses green? Indeed a placid scene. Or marveled at the pine, The pretty columbine? Just which of us will be Lovely as these joys we see? Sunset B Y ROBERTA BARIDQN Look at the wondrous sunset! lt is a beautiful sight! It fills the mind with fancies- lt fills the heart with delight. I see in that sky of red, A city embedded there. It 's streets and homes are gold, like New Jerusalem. So fair! Gazing again at the sky, I'm surprised to find now there, Instead of the glorious light A sort of lonely glare. The homes and the streets are gone. No more the city I see. The lights of an hour before, Have faded into the sea. Dreams By MARJORY IIFGGINS Down at the edge of a wandering lane That runs by the cares of day, A misty air-castle stands there in thf dusk VVhere fairies and hobgoblins dwell, And that is the home of a crooked old gnome Who's making up dream-things to sell my dear- The lovliest dreams to sell! He makes pretty dreams of little boy sighs- He weaves with a thread of love, The airiest fancies of lover's blind eye And fashions it all from above- IIe wraps in a smile-every once in while- And calls it an unborn kiss, my dear- The dream of an unborn kiss.

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THE QUILL 9 But Chl The Perficiy of Man WOMAN always gets the last word. So say the men. But after such exorbitant accusa- tions, we must rise in defense of the so- called weaker sex. YVeaker? Oh, the perfidy of man! From the beginning of time woman has shown strength. While the man sinks, the woman swims, the man quits, the woman struggles on, prodding friend man, urging him toward his goal. Other- wise, he would be left by the wayside. WVOIIIHII is the stimulant for man, the go-gctter, the achiever-without her, man accomplishes nothing. She is his inspiration! Friend Moon says, Women are vamps and men are fools. Merely a slight change in the wording makes it read more correctly. A few women are vamps but all men are fools. Since the time of Eve, woman has increased in intellect and dexterity, until at the present day, she is able to compete with those males who have reached the highest degree of insincerity and prevarication. Our male admirers HJ have not yet realized that the women have finally caught on. Their smooth intriguing lines, polished to the nth degree, go in one ear and out the other. We are not fall- ing hook, line, and sinker, to be disil- lusioned as poor, innocent Maggie and Phoebe might have been, but we .are hold- ng our own. Are we vamps? No, but ve are merely playing the game with you. 3ut the poor men are surprised, aston- shed-they do not comprehend! They ire becoming discouraged-instead of 'ur falling for the artifices, we are re- aliating, and the men have not yet thor- ughly realized that perhaps the women, oo, are merely giving a line. They still are fools enough to think that we believe their tales. Poor, abused darlings! Clinging to il- lusions in matrimonial affairs! VVonder- ful dreams wiped out when the honey- moon is over! Likewise is the woman disappointed. But she has come to ex- pect, not an idol of perfection, but a com- panion. But poor man !-he thinks friend wife will always adore him as she did when he wore his company manners, was chivalrous, obliging, kind, consider- ate-but alas! She knows her fate when he comes down to breakfast, grumpy, cross, unshaven and growls, Ez break- fast reacly?,' But we are not shocked- we expect it! Our antagonist, so-to-speak, says, They fthe girlsj make capital out of the romantic ideas which come so natural- ly to young men. Let us pause to laugh. He goes on to say that we use their tender passions for the purpose of embarrassing and confusing our ad- mirers. It was once said, Love is blind.'l Surely this is proof. Friend man seems to Want a Romeo and Juliet love adair, moonlight and roses, twilight, soft murmuring breezes, a full moon, en- chanting music-bloohey! Come back to 1930, to the age when we do not believe in all that romantic slush. But, laying all pretentious malice and joking aside, we confess We are not per- fect! We, too, still succumb to your manly charms in spite of all your defects. We, who claim to have the upperhand in opposite sex, are more ensnared ourselves. We ridiculing the nearly always realize that we can fool some of the men all of the time, and all of the men some of the time, but we can 't fool all of the men all of the time.

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THE QUILL 11 Tabloid Booic Reviews Charlie Chan Carries On liv ld.un. Dunn liiooi-:ns Another of the lilggers' mystery stories. hut. as usual, more than a mys- tery story, Who killed llugh Morris Drake, Mr. Ilonycomb, his wife, the young Scotland Yard detective, and wounded Dutf, forms the plot, a mighty good one. Through the murders we glimpse rainy, foggy the beautiful scenic Riviera and the fishy atmosphere of the doeks in Uhina. The reader sees almost liondon mornings, beauty along the eveiything, because the suspects are on a round-the-world tour. Josnrnixu WAi.sn. A Man From Maine BY EDWARD Box XVhat do you think of a man who started life witl1 3 cents and in the end heeame a millionaire? Vilho? Fyrus l'urtis. Because of his efforts and strug- gles he became the publisher of 4'The Ladies Home Journal, The Saturday Evening Post. and The Uountrv Qlentleman. IVA IIEADLEI-1 '32. 6'Regency Windows TZY Dkvnm EMERSON A novel of the Regent period of Eng- ish history-told in a modern manner. l'ln'oughout the hook there is intimacy vith the English court via Lady Maul- leth, ambitious peeress, who seeks to IlHl'l'y off her family into their own tation--and above. She is the back- one of Belgravia House, an elite class f VVhigs interested in politics. The 'lllllfl0l' of the French Revolution is udible in the background of the stir- ng events of England. The book does at lack illicit love affairs and lax morals. ipposed characteristics of that time. -TOSEPIIINE XVALSII. In the Days of Poor Richard TTY IRvINo BAl'llEl.l.ER NVould you leave it to a spidrr to save you? Jack Irons did and was saved. Ile was a fictitious boy living in Colonial days, fighting Indians, and the British. He knew the great man Franklin, fought with Washington, and saw the result of their work in the union of the colonies. fil'IRAl,DINI4I Snrrn '32, Glass Windows Bi' FVIQMAN Glass Windows, the story of four girls from the Blue Grass Country of Kentucky who go into the mountains to try to educate the people, shows the queer ideas of the ignorant mountaineers. The hook is called HGlass VVindows he- eaitse these Uquare women, gave glass windows to the people to light their rude homes. Amer: -Ionxsox 732. My Book and Hearti' BY VORRA HARRIS A circuit rider's wife! XVhat dc es that mean to you? To f'orra Ilarris it meant that she must have the power to endure hardships. Read of her as a mis- chievous child, as a woman with great will to achieve, and as an author. CThis is told in a. most interesting way in My Book and Heart, D - i'A'I'Ill-IRINE Nvoi-:NT '32, A Limerick My good friend wrote a poem one day. And he wrote in an interesting way. Yes, the rhythm was fine Xhrltil three feet in each line But oh, what queer things he did say. XVILDA F,xRMi:R.