Fenger Academy High School - Courier Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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SENIOR LITERATURE GARDEN OF JEWELS There's beauty in a garden, A real nice old fashioned one, Where flowers are jewels when They are brightened by the sun. The ruby, red roses blow, The sapphire, blue bells lean, The amethyst, pansies grow With leaves of emerald green. The pearl, white lilies are set With diamonds made from the dew. The gold that thebuttercups get Comes from sunshine, smiling through. Then moonlight on the garden fell, And fairies danced in a ring, And elves pranced in the dell, And to me songs did sing. Then and there came a moonbeam, That lighted the flower's face. The lawn was a carpet of green Fringed by some old French lace. The moon sank below the wall And shut out all the light. Standing were the trees so tall Like sentries in the onyx night. Guarding the garden they stood From all things evil and bad. Leaving in only the good, Welcoming only the glad. Year after year it will stay, Loving hands and tender care t Making it lovelier every day Making it keep, forever there. MILDRED LIONBERG, 4A Hon. Men.-Sr. Poetry Courier Lit. Cont. WHY? Why did Caesar conquer Gaul? Why did Rome have to fall? Prob,bly just to make us labor, Boy-They didn't do me a favor. ROBERT PRYSTALSKI, 4A. WHAT SPELLS SPRING? The Singing birds, Happy that the sun shines warm again, The Plow of the whistling farmer, Breaking the black, soft sod for grain, The Road by the rolling meadow, Bordered with blooming flowers, The Isolated workroom, In the woods we spend the hours, The Notes of a prima donna Singing of flow'rs and rain, The Game of the wild forest, Runs free through the woodland again. MATILDA D,OTTAVIO, 4A. Page 2 6 JACK-IN-BOX AND THE CHINA DOLL Little China Dollie Turned her big blue eyes away, Her cheeks were pink, As pink as they could be, - For Jack-in-Box was looking And he gazed so longingly At her pink and white complexion, And her saucy little nose, Her dainty little fingers, And her gaily colored clothes. Her little heart beat faster, She tried to look serene, But little did it matter For her blushes could be seen. u Seems to rne,', said Pink Rabbit Looking down upon the pair, They would make a lovely couple! How I wish my limbs were supple , I would hop down and make them Take the fatal step right theref, :Q ze I heard you,', said the Jack-in-Box, And I think it's good advice, So I'm going to pop the question, Though I feel as cold as ice.', Of course you know the ending: How the two were quickly wed, And now they live contentedly On the shelf beside the bed. SHIRLEY BORCHARDT, 4A. WHEN THE DIAL SLIPPED The radio was very old. One day :a part on the dial wore out, and I began to get three or four stations at one time. As the piece could not be fixed or replaced, we had to use it as it was. One night, I turned it on and here is a sample of what I heard: Ladies and gentlemen, we now have the pleas- ure of listening to the campaign manager of Senator Gay. Ozzie, oh, Ozzie, bring me my little Duck, Gago. No, Gago, for all the good people. Mary, darling, I want to ask you a very im- portant questionf, Oh, Jerry, what is it Give me liberty or give me death- Bury me not on the lone prairie- with you by my side, I could go on forever-I My candidate has character, and what's more, the ability to lead-3' With the beautiful lady in bluef' But, Jerry, what would we live on-love? Joe, get that duck out of here, and you get out with ir? Oh, Jerry, I'm hungry, let's go out and eat. And this, folks, is the main plank in the plat- form of my candidate. JOSEPHINE MADIOL, 4A, Hon. Men.-Sr. Prose-Courier Lit. Cont. 1: u Qc u

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