George E Westinghouse High School - Sketch Book Yearbook (Pittsburgh, PA)

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POEMS WESTINGHOUSE COLORS Gold is for Gloryg Blue is for truthg Vtlhat colors better 'l'o ily in our youth? Gold is for wisdomg Blue is for thoughtg Could colors better with Meaning be fraught? Gold we'll combine then With blue as our choiceg Our aims and ideals Thus silently voice. HELEN HEASTAND SMILES A smile is quite a funny thing, It wrinkles up your faceg And when it's gone you ne'er can find Its secret hiding place. But far more wonderful it is To see what smiles can do. You smile at one, he smiles at you, And so, one smile makes two. He smiles at someone since you smiled, And that someone smiles backg And that one smiles until in truth You fail in keeping track. Now since a smile can do great good By cheering hearts of care, I.et's smile and smile and not forget That smiles go everywhere. NELDiX BROWN ll

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Guess I'll finish reading my mail, said Chub. I-Ie picked up the letter, read it, and then handed it to jimmy. - Read that. jimmy read: Dear Son: You will End a gift in this letter. The one hundred dollar bill was given to me by your little brother. Of course, it is not genuine, but he asked me to send it to you. Call at the express office for your package. Jimmy stopped reading and rubbed his head. Just feel that lump-and all because I didn't finish that letter.', Never mind your lump. Let's get the package. I bet it's fruit cake and candy. Q JEROME GICQUELAIS THIEVES Up the rugged slopes of the Rockies clambered two men. Exhausted, they stopped andentered into a deep discussion. The one pointed to a small cave in the side of the mountain and, with a word to his companion, climbed toward it. The other went in a different direction. A few hours later the latter returned and entered the cave. Well, what luck P questioned the one. Finel A railroad is being put through about a mile below here. I found a hand car. I hid it in some bushes. We'll get it and make a quick get-away after dark. lk Pls Pk Ik The sheriff was grilling the boss of the railroad in regard to the escape of the thieves. When you heard the car starting, why didn't you try to stop it ? Well, drawled the boss, the track on which they left runs down-grade and overs a trestle. But the car had no brakes and-the trestle is not yet erected. FRANK JAMES FOR WHAT Do WE LIVE? Do we live for what we get or what we give? Do we get from the world its treasures-knowledge, friends, health, and wealth, without giving anything in return? Don't be a miser and a slave to your gold, but give it--pass it on for others. Then: Get-you must If you would give Give-you must If you would live For-getting-without giving Is existence, not living. So, let us get and give and live. EDNA IXIAE DAVIS 10

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Legend of Silver Lake A, To the Tah-ma-na-wis warriors, .A To the Susquehannocles nation, 6 Came the maiden Tele-etza ,Y Iirom the nation of Algonquins, 13 lll' , x f l From the tribe of the Ojibwas. i Tall and slender stood the maiden, Like the pine tree in the forestg As the twilight soft and lonely, A VVas the charming Tele-etzag , And her voice was like the IIIUYHIUF Of the winds among the treetops, Like the sighing of soft zephyrs Through the branches of the maplesg And her hair was like the blackness Of the stone-the smooth obsidiang Like a black and polished surface XVas the hair of Tele-etza. And her eyes were like the starlight Of the Sagha-a-lie. the great sky, Like the deep and clear redeetion Of the star upon the water. Thus the maiden Tele-etza Qame to wed the warrior Klumatch, VVhose great strength was like the oak tree, And whose form was like the arrow. And he met the lovely maiden, And they walked the ground together In the soft and silver moonlight Till they heard VVa-hu-hu calling Heard the calling of VVa-hu-hu, Then the Tah-ma-na-wis warriors Gathered close about the couple And the two were thusly wedded. Many moons the two lived happy In the wigwam by the forest, ln the valley of Ka-ma-kwa, ln among the hills of Kisha. But for days and days no water Fell upon the maize or pumpkins And all life grew faint and famished. And the fever stole among them: Stole upon them in their hunger. Stole upon the weary Klumatch, Touched the gaunt and hnngrv Klumateh' And the lovely Tele-etza Nursed the dying warrior Klumatch, , f Supplicating the Great Spirit A-ff Not to take away her husband. IW ft Indian priests came to the Wigwam., I Said the god was angry with themg Said that human life appeased himg Said a life must so be given,. Or no rain would fall upon them, , f But the fever, ever spreading 7 Hand in hand with hunger stalking , Would devour the Tah-ma-na-wis. l Pondered long the maiden o'er this. ', I Quietly she left the wigwamg r ' s Walked into the silent moonlight: I u f Thought about her early childhood ' A A, In the land of the Algonquins 12