Germantown High School - Record Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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THE CLIVEDEN brave. He slid to the ground without asound. Together they vanished through the wigwam as she had entered. Ik Ik Pk Eventually came the war with these tribes, but due to the presence of the needed powder which the agility of the Puritan maid, Faith Winthrop, and the subsequent actions of Iohn Quarles had saved for the colonists, these same colonists were victorious. Another moon stares down on the scenes of another Autumn. The Indians have ceased their warring on their brothers, since they have accepted a treaty with the colonists. The harvest was gathered and there was much re- joicing when the bountiful supply was stored for the approaching winter. There was to be a week of thanksgiving for the mercies of God. Wild game of all kinds was shot, and extensive prepa- rations were being made for this huge feast. An invitation was sent forth to the red man to come sit down and join in the feast with his white brother. Faith Vkfinthrop, now the wife of the dauntless soldier, Iohn Quarles, was busily preparing for this great feast. She it was who kept up the spirits of the other women during those trying times of war and Indian massacre and she looked forward to a happy fruitful future. O Booka' UViilz apologiew fo .f7la.rqfela'j Clay tablets of ancient Babylon Singing the colorful Nlmgur-bel Singing of the great Nebuchadnezzar And of the beauty of brown slave girls 3 Singing, singing of the great Marduk. Egyptian papyrus- Records of the Past, Glorifying the big god Ammon, Glorifying the inexaustible Father Nile And the pomp and power of Rameses Glorifying, glorifying the divine right of kings. Embossed parchment of Medieval Times Telling legends of Coeur de Lion, Telling of the chivalry of Arthur's knights, And of the plague and of death g Telling of wars fought for the Son of . Peace. Dirty blue, green and red textbooks with black titles, Teaching the law of constant weight, Teaching the conjugation of Latin verbs, And the way one should not speak g Teaching, teaching that four and four make eight. SIDNEY C. FRICK. aim' 55 : ' 11111121 : 4' nina 4 EEE ii Afninlai .-- , 2 2 E S - 2 v.v.vrss.v.v.v.v.v.vsssssxmvsxs.vs.v.w.v.us.vss.vs.v .QI 12 lp.

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THE CLIVEDEN and rudely thrust the girl away. As the day wore on the squaw brought her some food in an earthen vessel. Although sick with terror, the Puritan girl at- tempted to swallow some of the course food. Finally long shadows swept across the floor of the rude dwelling and the sound of some sort of an arrival was carried to the ears of the maiden. The doorway was filled by the figure of an old Indian having the bearings and dress of a chief. He advanced into the middle of the room and behind him came-Iohn Quarles! The latter had a defiant look on his face which changed to one of conster- nation when he saw Faith Nvinthrop. He rushed forward and, Faith, at the same time, started toward him. She then saw that his hands were tied behind his back and he looked as if he had been in a fierce struggle, as his clothes were torn and there was a bruise upon his head. The Indian muttered something, left the room, and then Faith learned the story. John Quarles had been surprised when he was on his way to meet Faith. Three Indians had come upon him unawares. A struggle ensued which was ended when one of the savages dealt him a blow upon the head. These Indians had demanded the knowledge of the location of the ammunition and arms which the colonists depended upon for their safety that winter. Faith had undoubt- edly been captured so that Quarles would consent to tell these unscrupulous rascals where the stores could be found. The two were interrupted by the re- appearance of the chieftan. He strode into the room and saw by the look upon the maiden's face that she knew the reason of the capture. Iohn Quarles was taken away again after he had reassured Faith that help would arrive in time. When he had left, the woman who had guarded Faith before came and stationed herself out- side of the lodge. It was not long be- fore the squaw began to nod and she soon slept. Meanwhile, Faith had exam- ined her prison and tired to think of a possible means of escape. She suddenly perceived a small 'opening near the floor of the wigwam which was large enough for only a slight person such as she to worm her way out. She knelt down and managed to slip through. The girl hesitated and then advanced out a little way. The wigwam in which she had been held prisoner proved to be a little distance from the rest of the village and quite near the surrounding forest. Under cover of tHe darkness Faith crept forward in order to gain more knowledge of the place wherein she had been quartered and its surroundings. She noticed small camp fires here and there and some distance away perceived a larger fire in a clearing. The thought entered her mind that it might be a council which had gathered to discuss the fate of her lover and herself. Ap- proaching nearer Faith discovered a tent guarded by an armed sentry. Under cover of the trees the girl proceeded to the rear of the tent and saw a huge whet-stone which the tribe used for sharpening their weapons. Near it she found a discarded tomahawk and thank- fully grasped it. The noise of the Indians outside prevented them from hearing the sound caused by slitting the tent with the weapon. She crawled through and Iohn gasped slightly when he saw her. Quickly Faith undid the fastenings on his wrists and ankles. Drawing into the shadows so that the scout outside could not see them he made a curious soundl Im- mediately the Indian entered and with a strong arm Iohn Quarles let the tomahawk fall upon the head of the

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GJIUIHIUIE AJIRIVIIISGIIIITIIUEJIEB RUMOR BY M. BERNARD BARR HE most amazing thing about rumors is the speed at which they travel. One containing the smallest grain of veracity would, with the greatest speed, travel like fire from regiment to regiment along the front. One that contained little or no truth would travel faster. The latter often quickened the heart and raised hopes that were soon shattered. Yet the World War would have been a dull and drab affair without the rumors, true or false. Along the front flashed rumors of an impending armistice, and sad to relate one proved to be as false as another. They gave hope and courage to our men for the time being, but when the false- hood of them was found, they brought despair, anger, and torture. Buddy and I had become accustomed to listening to these little fairy tales, and it so happened that we paid scant attention to one more that morning of November eleventh. A The firing along the front had died down slowly, and it seemed as if the steel-horned unicornsn had something up their sleeves. Buddy and I walked to the hospital hut, the shattered remains of a once peaceful French farm-house. Although the air of the hospital was saturated with the odor of strong medi- cines, it was like heaven to us who had to endure, the terrible atmosphere of the powder and the smoke. W'e had become hardened to tl1e pitiful cases of the hospital-hut, but there was one that attracted our gaze that November morn. Sitting in the corner and sup- ported by the shell-shattered wall was a soldier. His head was completely covered with bandages and his arms were supported in slings. He looked like a strange mummy. A cigarette, half an inch in length, protruded from the confusion of bandages. Gee, that guy must be in terrible shape, said my friend to me as the two of us noticed his condition. Say, Iack, is there anything we can do for you? The mummy cocked his head side- wise to enable himself to see through the slits of the swathes of bandages. He managed to remove the cigarette from his mouth and maneuvered it before his eyes to observe its length. lWell, he replied slowly in a muffled voice, I think I could use a cigarette. Buddy attempted to give a short laugh. Sure, I'll roll one for you. He placed the cigarette in a place among the jumbled bandages where he supposed the wounded man's lips to be. His guess proved correct. After a few puffs to assure himself that it was ignited, the mummy said to us, 'Well, it will be over in a few hours. Don't worry, Iack, I'll be back and roll you another, replied Buddy. No, I don't mean the cigarette, I mean the war will be over. Yes, sir, straight dope from the Doc. The armistice will go into effect at eleven o'clock, announced our new friend. We both smiled and thanked him for the information. As we walked away, Buddy said to me, Poor fellow, band- aged up like old King Tut and with both arms tied up ain't enough for him. He has to be a little off in the heavy- weight, besides. Well, I replied, I wonder that I haven't gone crazy over this war. By the way, Buddy, do you think this war will end by 1920? I have an installment 413112-