Eastern District High School - Eastern Senior Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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Five more minuTes elapsed. Would They never hurry, ThoughT Maisie, as she raised her hand- kerchieT To her nose, Tor The odor Trorn The girl in TronT oT her was geTTing sTronger and sTronger. Oops ' The rnan in back oT Maisie had pushed her and Maisie's beloved pineapple cheese Tell on The chlTTon blouse oT The girl in TronT oT her The chubby girl Turned around To give Maisie an argumenT when suddenly The church bells Tolled one oclock Malzie realizing her lunch hour had passed quickly picked up her coaT and ran Mr Higgins her boss would have her IlTe IT she were a minuTe IaTe FasTer and TasTer she walked her breaTh coming n gasps her coaT in one hand The ubiguiTous ham sandwich in The oTher BreaThlessIy Maisie hurried To The oTTice hung up her coaT and inside oT Two minuTes had Tinished The sandwich In TacT she had IusT Tinished her lasT biTe when Tonn The oTIlce boy walked in The swiTchboard began To Tick and Maisie wenT back To her daily rouTine none The less happy Tor her advenTures aT Twelve o clock Yes'7 WhaT is IT7 queried Maisie as she raised her head from The swiTchboard Tom had handed her a noTe I donT know Maisie and walked ouT Maisie opened The noTe and This is whaT she saw My dear Miss O Mallory Due To condiTions over which I have no conTrol I am 'Forced To give you Twe aTTernoon oTT yslgnedy H HIGGINS '1::.r'u..if..iLan lil:-E4-I JE EEE? E K., llgvi? L T sw- F JIIIIWXI 'Ia' ..irs.Ng gf S 5 E ,iq QI WTI T1-gsbmsnj ll I I I I ' I I I I . . , , ' I I I ' I I I I I ' I n I I , . , , . . , , . . . . . . , I I I I ' ' I I ' I I I ' I I . - , ,A . g , ' F rn A , , ,.- I 7 V- 9 -F., I7 V 'V D ' D VOL. A m 'J Ik? VW 'f m,N ' ... , . . f- I Af: , . x ' -.-T-- G 'if1..a,. '11 f- 'u.LLL2.s 1 ,.. I 'I liar: 5 J I-I ' 'lunar' 'Q II 'f Q , , E ' -I '.' I - . ' l kd., .. J' ,.,. M1 h I ii- I:-ulnltfr-gk -' - 5. 'P T 1,-Q-gee-L --::::-'I-: We sm--fs. I' -I' ' I 0- f Ilun- Xlvixv I tg--:ILE spa? N' ,P 5, g-:::'1, Igidg. II -1 Ili g y .V ,1 ,I-VIN. fi g 3 Hllli V244 -3 ffl ,155 'fr .4 T .I L-- . 'E I :fi -EH 31- .n 1.17132 'ft ' 'Qi .- ' ,,,..ni-iii. Q' Iiigfii Ill. i - , el . I I - .II nl - .., g,. , ,.,,.. rw.: L - A ,i- if Ig 3. 'llllri ' , 7 551571 If ' - IE I-iW4fAm f igunp. 1 ' s ,fs , Eff ' 4 lei!! W: 1 H A I A F Tuisk 6' ' -,, ---W if - Y V, A I Tiff-H I. I Q. fi' 'Wg ' i II ZIIII1' ilf fi'i f I MQ, 4 f - 'I I 'I xiii f 4 4 'Q Im I A .Nl 1 I um? I -YQ! . 1 X ,117 ., l v., !,l I., ' 'V 5:35, y 'ix q ,, r I. :E A X 91, I I. 'wx -.- ' II, WITH? .571- - 5 'I ' - f v -- '. 'I . s ' ' 5 I.. I --v f,: :-,wx igfed 'y' I 41' , -- A 1 J .-'slim-:v:'.'Rs , I -'il H i .- ,' , .3 ':'- if:--11' ,' 1 'O' I i,f.f. ' x ', 'g'f?ZfHj 'jZ11T.' 'LV - I '71-fri--vi '1Q:f,g? TEQQEL . ' - ' A ' Q 1-1t::. ' -' 3 -, 21152. 'N- 3 wif' A y E .z::a1::11::. -'

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A Lunch Hour A+ The Aufomai' By ETHEL KARINSKY Mausue OMallory hurrued across fhe sfreef and wallced rapidly fowards a large sign whlch read EAT AT Tl-llf AUTOMA-l lf was fwelve o cloclc and Marsue had no fume fo lose for affer all as Malsre had offen sald fo herself an hour rs scarcely enough fume for a person fo eaf As she walked you could see she was a gurl of abouf eughfeen dressed as well as could be expecfed from her frffeen dollar a weelc salary and fhe weelcly barganns af Lacys She had a fhln pencil line where ordnnarnly her eyebrows would have been and her laps were covered wlfh a darlc red cheap llp rouge She gulclcly rushed Info fhe Aufornaf and sfood on llne walhng for her change As Maasle figured her budgef for all fhe gurls IH fhe office had budgefs fhurfy cenfs was yusf abouf rughf for lunch Malsle finally received her change affer being pushed around bodily unfll beads of persplraflon sfood ouf on her forehead Fnffeen mnnures had already elapsed and Mausle gloomaly knew she had no fume fo wasfe Flrsf fhe sandwiches Mansle glanced over The varuefles wlfh one finger In her moufh and anofher busily scrafchlng her head which by fhe way was covered wlfh arfrfrcual curls recenfly fhe resulf of a bargain dollar permanenf Now Maasne had been doung fhus very fhmg for almosf a year buf each day she always decided on a ham sandwlch on rye N maffer how long she sfood before fhaf aufomaflc sandwich fnlled case fhe ham sandwich always won ouf IU fhe end Ten more rnunufes elapsed Now up fo fhe nexf case whnch was filled wrfh ples and calces This case held Mausle nn nfs power wnfh fwo Trngers un her rnoufh full flnally a pineapple cheese calce was decided upon Fnffeen more mnufes and Mansle lcnew she would soon have fo sfarf baclc fo fhe office Again she hurrned you can see fhaf Malsne was probably born In a hurry fhss fume fo The coffee line Ths lme always fools rnosf of Maisie s fume lf happened fhaf a faf man was IH back of Maisie and ID fronf of her was a chubby gurl wrfh a fell fale odor of cheap powder rouge and lnpsfnclq IO i ... y .. ...I . . y ..

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DeaTh of The Nursery Rhyme By JOSEPH MITCHELL From all my chIIdhood days The Thnng I llce mosT To remember IS The vasT COIIGCTIOH oT nursery rhymes ThaT I pos sessed In boolc Torm Alas' These are now buT Tond memorles oT The pasT Tor The nursery rhyme IS dead I-lowever IT IS noT The acTuaI deaTh oT The IvIoTher Goose saga ThaT IS The mosT paInTul Tor one who loved The nursery rhyme To bear No IT IS noT The TacT ThaT no longer do chIIdren clamor To hear oT PeTer Prper Tom Tom LITTIe IvIIss IvIuTTeT and TheIr cohorTs ThaT brIng Tears oT remorse To my eyes IT IS noT The reaIIzaTIon ThaT no eager grandchIIdren WIII cIusTer excITedIy around me as I had once dreamed cIamorIng To hear of Jack SpraTT PeTer and Mrs Pumplcm EaTer oT LITTIe Jaclc I-Iorner and all The resT IT IS noT The passIng away oT my beloved nursery rhyme IT IS raTher The horrIbIe ghosT ThaT has reTurned To haunT The Tond mem orIes I held Tor The deceased For no ceIesTIaI WlSp IIIC9 sIIenT beIng IS ThIs ghosT BUT a roarlng shrIeIcIng squealung sTampIng specTre raucous loud voIced and ImpeTuous So unIIIce ITS earThIy model sweeT sooThIng comTorTIng and bIIThesome For The ghosT oT my precIous nursery rhyme by some cruel pranlc oT TaTe has reTurned as The Theme oT The swIng band The pass word oT The Goodmans The Shaws The BGSISS The Calloways ad InTInITum I dread To sTep To The radIo and snap on The dIaI I an' aTraId aTraId oT The ghosT oT The nursery rhyme aTraId oT The ThIng I once loved The blare oT The TrumpeT The whme oT The saxaphone The poundIng oT The Trap drums beaTs IncessanTIy conTInuousIy and repeaTedIy upon my poor harassed mInd haunTIng me whenever I hear IT Such IS The burden I musT bear I musT SIT baclc helplessly whule SWIHQSTGFS arrange rearrange mIsarrange and unarrange unTII IT SUITS TheIr own deranged menTaIITIes my nursery rhyme And ever IS my prayer ThaT The TIme WIII come when some honesT Congressman wIII InTroduce and pass a bIII sTaTIng ThaT musIcIans musT Ioolc elsewhere Tor Themes Tor TheIr IcIIIer dIIIers and IeT my nursery rhymes resT In peace I2 , . I I I I I I I I I ' I I ' I - . I - I I ' I I I I I I ' I I I I ' I I . . . . . I I ' . I 1 - I I . . . I I I . . . . u I I I . I - . . . . . - II- . II ' , .