Girls High School of Brooklyn - Blue and Gold Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

Text from Pages 1 - 72 of the 1943 volume:

,54- Af 'WH' 44 -. A ws 1. JM 'SH Q u N E a -A .. E v J 1 :J I -1 z P I P ! I In I i X F I ? ! B! . 4 1 i f ,I A I 3 P 4 a ! 2 1 5' I 5 5 4 NAUTICAL ISSUE of the BLUE AND GOLD GIRLS' HIGH SCHOOL BROOKLYN, NEW YORK DR. ROWENA KEITH KEYES, Principal JANUARY NINETEEN FORTYQTHREE Vol I5 NO. 2 I In ni STE we fv lfi Irqlfl' H L Tiifzirairr JJ f f The Sfdjf s1u111 l- , 1. f l'.l ri fig, Ni was li X I N- 9' lx A :Q X X 1 ,fs A 1 5 x Q' fs , 1 H5 ' V 3 Y' Ib V xx Nw'-9'f 2 KATHLEEN ZIER Editor-in-Chief LITERARY: Gilda Frankel Bernice N. Morrison Assistant Editor Senior Editor Frances Lettieri Charlotte Klein Secretary Assistant Senior Editor STAFF: Irene Albert, Constance Black, Loretta Blaul, Vivian Elias, Charlotte Frankel, lean Gordon, Annette Greenberg, Loretta Iohnson, Sally Kurzweil, Rose Manson, Mary Mobley, Marilyn Nober, Marion Osterhout, Libby Schmayetsky, Gloria Shapiro, Mary Vichench. ART: Sonia Peterson Editor STAFF: Wilhelmina Battle, Angelina Cepale, Ann Chunga, Marie Cclombo, Phyllis Freeman, Odell Iudkins, Iulia Kostyak, Naomi Latimer, Kathleen Nanton, Mary Romer, Paulina Seidman, Marie Wood, Dorothy Yost. BUSINESS: Ruth Strober Rea Skolnick Shirley Kapner Manager Ass't. Manager Finan. Secretary STAFF: Marion Anderson, Gloria Arreche, Adele Blanche, Dorinda Caliguiri, Laura Campbell, Margaret Cummings, Renee Friedberg, Frances Glassman, Mildred Goodman, Rosalyn Hirsch, Gertrude Hott, Ellen Inge, Harriet Kaufman, Lucille Kaufman, Mary Krernpasky, Phyllis Lubelsky, Arlene McBride, Norma Milstein, Mary Mineo, Charlotte Nobel, Dorothy Oliver, Iosephine Piazza, Hetty Querido, lean Rallo, Emma Schestopol, Shirley Standard, Celia Uhrman. ADVERTISING: Corinne Marks TYPING: Ioyce Cohen, Sonia Hirshkowitz, Sydell Seligman, Marcia Zipkin. ADVISERS: Margaret Pfister Ioseph Almon Moses Goldman Literary Art Business Helen Chase, Estelle Smith Senior Section COVER, by Paulina Seidman STAFF, CONTENTS, illustration by Angelina Cepale FRONTISPIECE, by Dorothy Yost, Foreword by Char- lotte Frankel ......................,,...........................,...,,,..,..................,.................,.,...,..., HANDS ACROSS THE SEA, by Kathleen Zier ........v..................... SHlP'S LOG, by Gilda Frankel, illustrated by Odell Iudkins .....................,..,..............,..........................,,,.......,.............,....,.................,............ GUTTER STREAMS, by Loretta Iohnson ........... ..,..,..,., ............ WASHOUT, by lean Gordon .....,.,...............................,..............,..................., SOUTHERN HOSPITALITY, by Kathleen Zier, illustrated by Marie Colombo ........,.........,,,............ ......,,...,.................,..............,,.... HOME PLATE, by Alice Falkowsky .................,......,........,.......................... BLESSED BE YE WHO CROAK, by Gloria Shapiro, illus- trated by Marie Colombo ..............,......,...........,........,..........., ......,...,. DEAR RAINY DAY, by Loretta Iohnson ..,.............,,,............,.,.............. DEUTSCHLAND UBER ALLES, by Gilda Frankel, illus- trated by Paulina Seidman .......,,,,,...,,............,,....,..,......,..... .,........,. SLEEP, by Iean Gordon .,,,............,....,............,.........r..,............. .,,,.., EVENING HIGHWAY, by Charlotte Herzog .......... ....... THE SUN HANGS LOW, by Charlotte Herzog ............ ....... LARGO, by lean Gordon ...........,.......................,.,,,..,,,.,......................,,,..,,,.,,,... RIVERMAN, by Loretta Blaul, illustrated by lulia Kostyak THE BATTLE BANNER, by Gilda Frankel .A..,......,...,,.,,,,,,.,.,,,..,,,..,,,,, THE ESTABLISHMENT, by Charlotte Frankel ,.,,,..,.,.. .,,,,,, MY SECRET SEA, by Audrey Evans ........,,......,.......,....................,,,,,,s.. STORY OF PIRACY, by Libby Schrnayefsky and Marilyn Nober ................,........,,,.........r.....r................,,.,,.,........,,,.......,....,,....,,...........,,,,..,t,,,,,A,,, IILTED, by Marilyn Nober ....,.......,.,,..,.,................. .,,.,,, SAILOR'S PIG-TALE, by Matilda Antinori ,....... ....,,. FATHOM THIS! by Mary Vichench .,,......... ,,rr,,, LIEUTENANT Cj.g.l, by Gilda Frankel ,,,,..,, .,,,,,, FROM THE BRIDGE, by Kathleen Zier ,,...,,,, ,,,,,, SEA FEVER, by Audrey Flaurn r.....,,,.,,.......,r,,,,,, ,,,,,,, OIL SHORTAGE, by Sally Kurzweil .,,,,, , ,,..,,,,.,,,,,,,,,,,, ,,4,4,,,,,, ,,,,, , LETTER TO SENIORS, by Dr. Rowena Keith Keyes ............ GAL-LANT THREE HUNDRED, by Constance Black ,,,,,,,,,,,, Contents I vu 'l i 1, 4, I Y y X7 I I xj Q2 ?x l N, I I ff xl l L vi pb ,Q I ' ' l g S ,E 7-5 .HE ,1- . ,HA If lx .- Ill rl ' Q.u,P -4- 3 For thee: the shimmering oi emercdds . . For thee: the coolness of the foam . . . For thee: the vocillorting ebb ond flow of the tides Hands Across the Sea KATHLEEN ZIER, 8 IN these days of havoc and destruction, the waters that girdle the world are being used as battlegrounds no less bloody than those red-hued fields of Europe. The seas, which should link state with nation, country with continent, and continents with the world, have become chains in whose lengths ships of all nations are bound and made helpless. Not for this did Admiral Perry fight so valiantly on Lake Erie one hun- dred and thirty years ago, and not for this do we give battle on the Coral Sea today. Captain Iohn Paul Iones must have visualized a certain mari- time freedom when he defeated the foe against seemingly insuperable odds many pages back in our history, and just so do we visualize that same freedom today as We give of our life and our blood in the seas off the Solomon Islands. Surely Lord Nelson knew that he was fighting for a cause that must be won if there were to be a free people upon the earth, and so too do we know that we must fight, and must win, for the con- quered nations of the world. The tranquillity of the ocean has once again been disturbed. Battle- ships now push their martial prows through waters where stubby merchant- men used to sailg where gulls once wheeled and dived for fish beneath the surface, planes now drone, seeking a far more sinister prey. But water is a thing that does not long retain the signs of struggle. Two ships, locked in combat, sink to the bottom when their powers are spent, and water quickly surges over the traces of the battle. Sunken ships and drowned hopes are covered with a glossy blanket of green. The wake of a man-of-war disappears as quickly as it is made. Wreckage is swallowed or cast out upon the shore. 'k 1' i' For out of the seas may come peace as well as war. ls it not prophetic that two great spokesmen of democracy met on the high seas to draft the Atlantic Charter, a guarantee of all freedom to all people? Ships shall once again sail forth on the seas in friendly commerce with the world, planes shall once again cast their shadows on the ocean's face without leaving after them charges of destruction, and we, together with all the harassed people on earth today, shall once again gaze across the Wide expanse of ocean with renewed hope, renewed thanks that peace, like oil upon the waters, has stilled a tempest whose wind and waves, wild and sweeping, have pounded too many ships of state to destruction. 5 ....,..,.,.-f. - -T ' ' T-. --.:..--' ' f :T 'flif ' I--ii ,Li-+1-:Q .4-5. NK- J W 6 1 5 :ff-egg! 'Tx 'T s 1, p u p ,ay T' 2 ..fiit,3r w4' A 4-,:-ff? ww 5 ' iss - 1 alfifgiw' - V '-Fifi 5 'a.1r4q,,f 'ss' l.Nna i '- I., 1 ffl 5,9 ' XX.: Q -1:1 '--em 2, 2- 4:-. ,gs INTO this greatest ot all wars, the outcome of which must decide the tate of our democratic way of life as we know it and would have it remain- into this war, the United States and her allies are daily pouring the best ol their blood, strength, and brains. And much of this strength you will find where there is great need that it should be-on the ships that stand be- tween us and the foe, that convoy the troops and weapons and supplies ol battle. The following excerpts are taken directly from the ship's log of the U.S.S. Alabama sailing from New York on her course through the already dangerous Waters of 1941: IUNE 20, 1941 Stopped ship at 1:56 A.M. Picked up two lifeboats with thirty-two men in them. They were from the torpedoed British ship Kingston Hill , torpedoed without warning at 9:20 A.lVl. IULY 5, 1941 Arrived Capetown, South Africa, taking on bunkers and water. Mile- covered from New York to Capetown, S. A.-6915 miles.-No shore age leave. At anchor waiting for a berth. IULY 9, 1941 At sea. British airplane encircling ship. A. M. Signalling orders. lULY 18, 1941 5465 miles Arrived at Mombassa at 8 o'clock this morning. Sailing for Aden and Suez at one o'clock this afternoon. No shore liberty. lust pulled into port to receive orders. We are under British Military Control. IULY 29, 1941 1325 miles Arrived at Suez, Egypt, at 9:42 A.M.-Very hot here. 6 Eli - F-4- -- , Y, iw f ,l1'm','g ' ' Y, '?.i1g,,,, l..A 7-... i'2 4 ' ' -- 5 '141::i y . fn-X Z f. - riff? ,ff H, .. --1 f arts. V- f VH-O' -H R ,--J-K he fp Q1 af-me--is - - -- . .44 4- 'TTT tig-1...i1fQ.f1j'ir' g 4.g1Ei,i1ig1ff-'-'--91112275 ' il- -- 'rf'-21--.. ,-...,.,- Y -4 - 4'- ' ' 7 ' --2 'tvfb--fe '- Zh' il.. 7+-1- IULY 30, 1941 Air raid. AUGUST 6 and 7, 1941 Last night was the biggest air raid Suez had since the war started. Raid started at 10 P.M., lasted until daybreak. 46 bombers. AUGUST 12, 1941 At Suez. Air raid alarm sounded at 3:20 this morning. Night fighters are battling it out in the sky. All clear signal at 5:25 A.M. AUGUST 17, 1941 Suez.-Sailing today for Aden and bound for India. Sailing time set for 5 A.M. AUGUST 21, 1941 Stood by throttle to render aid to the S.S. West Teda, American ship, on the rocks at the entrance to Iericho Straits. S.S. Illinois standing by. Proceeded full speed ahead at 9 A.M. Help unnecessary. SEPTEMBER 5, 1941 3022 miles Arrived at Vezagapatan, India, this morning. SEPTEMBER 10, 1941 1166 miles Arrived at Calcutta, India, P.M. SEPTEMBER 27, 1941 Sailed from Colombo, Ceylon, for Capetown, South Africa. Departure 8: 15 P.M. OCTOBER 17, 1941 Sailing from Capetown, S. A., for Trinidad this afternoon. 7 NOVEMBER 6, 1941 Sailed from Trinidad for New York. NOVEMBER 13, 1941 1933 miles Arrived New York. Anchored at Quarantine 6 A.M.-Passed quaran- tine. i' W i' The foregoing lines, terse, authoritative, undramatic in the extreme, were written by a man who is but too familiar with long and perilous voyages in the faithful and everyday execution of duty. We who remain at home know very well, yet cannot recall too often, the matter-of-fact courage and resolute selflessness constantly shown by the men of our armed forces and merchant marine. These qualities have been uncon- sciously woven deep into the fabric of the above narrative, and are perhaps most poignantly revealed in the unqualified two-word entry of Iuly 30, 1941- Air Raid. The dates in this log are only an added proof that these men of the Navy, long before we entered the war, were already cooperating with our British allies, calmly enduring prolonged bombings, and still sailing round the world and back if so instructed, despite the submarine menace. These, too, are the men who now hold our first line of defense. And God willing, they must and shall continue as they have begun--toward Victory. GILDA FRANKEL, 7 Authentic Material-EVELYN BOUCHER, 5 Gutter Streams Some slender sticks glide gaily down the gutter streams. 27 These are my men-of-war and those my yachts of dreams- That fiercely thunder fire at the hated foe, Or cruise in whispering waters where soft south winds blow. And I, the captain, gaze at ice-bound coasts, or see The Emerald Isles or sun-kissed sands of Italy. I sight the storms that wreck my rafts and drag them down Beneath the waves to Father Neptune's coral town. I mourn my vanquished boats, that l'll not see again. But all my dreams are not swept down the sewer's drain! LORETTA JOHNSON, s Waslaout I thought you a typical sailor girl, A child of the sea-spray and white-crested waves, But alas! on subjection to nautical climes, How your make-up behaves! And your hair is deprived of its curl. JEAN GORDON, 1 8 Q66 E l E Southern Hoslbitczlit 4-Q, ff, KATHLEEN ZIER, s ' X, ! LIKE MANY OTHER patriotic Americans, We have taken into our home refugees from a warring part of the world. We give these poor un- fortunates the very best of food, the luxury that they never enjoyed in their native haunts, the attention that it is only meet to bestow upon our abused foreign friends. ln fact, since we began to extend all this hospi- tality in the interests of humanity, we have had to expand our housing accommodations, until now we have four tropical fish tanks, with well over two hundred fish who look to us for their daily bread and watery shelter. Here, in their huge crystal tanks, these south-of-the-border representa- tives drift about in unparalleled leisure. Not for them is the perpetual struggle for food that their relatives in the natural stamping grounds must engage in. All that these pampered city slickers must do to enjoy a varied diet is to nibble daintily at the choice morsels placed before them at meal time. Our largest tank, holding slightly over thirty-five gallons of water, is replete with fluorescent lighting, water filterers, aerator, and heater. Here about eighty of our choicest specimens have set up housekeeping, or rather cavekeeping. Each nook and cranny, each little rock has its own special tenants who are not very hospitable about receiving visitors. This nautical Monroe Doctrine is strictly enforced when the community goes to sleep, but when the lights are on, a good-neighbor policy is generally followed. First to be noticed, for he is always in the limelight, is our charming little red platy. He is the latest addition to the tank, but unlike his pre- decessors, he is not in the least ill at ease. Bravely he flashes his blood- red body to and fro in the forefront of the tank, resembling nothing so much as a waving battle banner. Much shyer, but exquisitely colored, are the dwarf gouramis. The lady gouramis are rather modest, dressed in demure black and silver, but the gentleman of the family is the Rudolph Valentino of the tank. His small, compact body is a flat sheet of watered silk, with an iridescent red and blue pattern rippling his entire length. lndeed, so vain are the gouramis, that one striking specimen could not survive the humiliation of having his fringy tail nibbled into wisps by the mischievous clown fish. Pining for his lost beauty, he gently gave up the ghost. The waggy fails are the friendly puppies of the tank. Continually thump- ing their black, rounded tails, set at the end of cream-colored bodies, they gleefully blunder about among the plants and rocks, cheerfully receiving the nips of the irate fishes with whom they collide. At the moment, the martial sword-tails hold the trident of power over the other fish in the tank. When these imperious gentlemen swish their kf ,'VLJ.1 r' o0.,'L'- ' j , ZX ffl' in SQ! jf r Z K v , j I I Jyflldff' 9 V' U N h A 1 ,glfgimf -ek Q ifm. gf!!! 'igw' PZ if SSN 1 f1gfQ e7 me-r 1,27 long orange bodies through the water, pointed tails whipping this Way and that, woe to the slow-witted ones who neglect to bow and scrape before their masters. Nonetheless, romance flourishes in this marine community in the char- acters of the kissing gouramis. Behind a projecting leaf or jutting stone these clandestine lovers may be spied at their maritime billing and cooing. Occasionally, one will entertain the other by standing on his head, pink- and-white body rigidly vertical. Mouth first, he hops about on the gravel bottom. Love does queer things to fish, as may well be seen. For intricate detail in design, our tetis furnishes the best example. From stem to stern, he looks like a, piece of white Chantilly lace behind a pane of polished glass. Little loops, intricately crocheted rosettes, and all as fine as a cobweb, can be seen within his body. Squarely in the middle is a small black beauty patch, looking much like a misplaced eye. Our smaller tank, with approximately a twenty-five gallon capacity, is the kindergarten division. Here the younger fry gambol in childish inno- cence, until they attain a size that is too big a morsel for a larger neigh- bor to swallow. Baby mollies, minute platys, and other tiny nondescripts play hide and seek among the plants. Here, too, are those freaks of nature, two baby white sword-tails, who receive more cherishing and pam- pering than society debutantes. They are far too rare to be treated as any other than the bluest of blue bloods. But the fish whose beauty is proclaimed far and wide, and whose wicked temper is equally well known, is our four-inch fighting fish, kept in a small, special tank where he and his harem are luxuriously wined and dined. If another male fish were to be put into the same tank, a fight to the death would ensue, but as it is, our specimen is only reasonbly nasty. This male fish is startingly beautiful. At the end of a shimmering red and blue body, a long plumy tail of rich purple velvet fans gracefully back and forth. As he moves majestically through the water, writhing pattems of color play upon his whole body. He is noticeably hostile to one of his less-gorgeous helpmates, but the other seems to have him well under her fin. While Mrs. Fighting Fish is off with the other ladies indulging in a little nautical bridge party and gossip, the mere male is at home, gently, with infinite patience, conveying one by one a pile of microscopic eggs to a cushiony layer of bubbles in which they are cradled. The lady of the house may well be pleased with her model husband. Almost two hundred fish, flashing their loveliness against a background of thick green plants-a small portion of the Sargasso Sea framed in glass for my exclusive appreciation. Let those who will, travel a thousand miles to see a mass of coral and seaweed through a glass-bottomed boat, and gape fleetingly at creatures about whom they know nothing. I am content to chuckle at the antics of fish who are as familiar to me as old friends, to enjoy a marine paradise in miniature-as I stretch out comfortably on the couch dangling a wriggling green worm before the eager eyes of a hungry catfish. 10 ALICE FALKOWSKY, 4 I HAVE no privacy at home. The Brooklyn Dodgers have been living with us season in and season out. Now that my eleven year old brother cannot monopolize the radio with their thrilling exploits, I am still haunted by a smiling Dolf Ca:rni1li, a frowning Freddy Fitzsimmons, a leg of Arky Vaughan, or the bat Pete Reiser uses for luck, pasted crookedly but with a loving touch where you least expect to find them. Scattered in the book- case, and on other pieces of furniture Cuntil my mother clears them outl, are old scribbled boxscores with slightly dilapidated edges. He is the first one and the last one to read the sports page. Not even a moth would be tempted after he finishes with it. These articles and pictures which he tears out are carefully trimmed and are glued in a monster-size scrapbook. Only his best of pals are permitted the privilege of seeing this treasure. Every third word in his vocabulary is Dodgers . We don't eat chicken salad any more but Dodgers A La Mode salad. He can become a vicious person if anyone dares to say a single word against his beloved team. Nor is this all. There is still the radio over which he has supreme authority. Captain Midnight, Crime Doctor, The Shadow, Dark Destiny, flavored with lack Benny and Fred Allen, are my brother's perferences in the choice of radio programs. A loyal member of Captain Midnight's Secret Squadron , he will not divulge any decoded message unless he knows that you are a friend of Captain Midnight, too. He asks for Grape- nuts , instead of making his customary plea for Iello , perhaps because lack Benny's products have been changed. The modern generation prefers bullet-proof vests to fairies. Buck Rogers and Wilma have displaced Prince Charming and the Sleeping Beauty, the radio is now a substitute for mother's piano rendition of The Old Oaken Bucket. The modern generation also seems to be air-minded. As I write this, his homemade model airplane zigzags through the air while I frantically move my head to the other side. Harold, Nathan is waiting for you outside. He says you promised to trade him Superman comics for Batman comics. Uh huh, Mom, l'm coming. My brother takes his streamlined glider, which has now lost its strength and has fallen on the floor, and struts out, turning the propeller of the plane with his finger. He thinks he's Howard Hughes, Superman and Pee Wee Reese, com- bined, but to me he's just my kid brother. 11 ,Q-X! I 6 W- Who Crank ' lesser! Be Yo lnlsgvxx X fav!! GLORIA SHAPIRO, 6 NO one knew how it got there. Some people were under the impression that Dubrow had swallowed frogs' eggs which had hatched in the course of time. Others supposed that a tadpole had managed to slip down while Dubrow was taking water from a well. One thing was certain. He had a full-grown frog down there that acted as if it had become a perm- anent tenant. Doctors tried many cures, but all the remedies had the same result-failure. And to what tortures the poor man had been subjected! They flung him upside down and fished down his throat with a hook and fly for bait, but that frog was clever, he did not encourage them with a single nibble. Dubrow worried more and more about the frog. I-le would not have minded it so much if the intruder had kept still. Life, however, became com- plicated at times. Dubrow was in love with a sweet country lass who professed a liking for him. He decided to make her a partner in his firm and a sharer of his troubles by requesting her dainty hand in marriage. The night arrived on which Dubrow returned to his home town to re- ceive the answer of his beloved. All the way there he thought of the lovely Isabelle and reflected nervously on his appearance. Dubrow had not seen his darling since his late teens, but remembered her as a charm- ing and intelligent young lady. Before Dubrow had left the town to be a success in his uncle's factory, Isabelle and he had been practically engaged. And now he was returning to claim her. At last he was coming up the walk. Isabelle looked most alluring as she reclined in the garden hammock awaiting her lover. Dubrow was pro- foundly and blissfully happy to be back at the side of this dainty creature. All his troubles seemed to recede. Humbly he knelt. Suddenly, he was reminded that he and his darling were not entirely alone. There was a violent tug somewhere in the region of his lungs. Dearest, said he, may I some day hope to-- Croak -sang a voice which had suddenly come to life. Isabelle jumped up. Goodness, what was that? she asked. Er-um, that is nothing, said Dubrow, abashed. Croak, croak, came the familiar voice. To cover the growing discomfort of the situation, Isabelle poured some tea for herself and the embarrassed young man. Dubrow took his very hot tea and drank it viciously, madly, with an I2 increasingly murderous desire to scald, kill it, do anything, if only he could be alone with his sweetheart for ten minutes without that croaking annoyance. Meanwhile, the frog, thoroughly alarmed by this sudden hot shower bath, dug his claws into Dubrow's somewhat delicate and sensitive membranes and waited with his head cocked over to one side for the storm to abate. The constant dripping made him rather playful, and, using Dubrow's appendix for a diving board, he proceeded to leap and perform all sorts of aquatic stunts. Each time he landed, a terrible splash was heard, which, sad to say, added greatly to Dubrow's unenviable plight. In a final desperate attempt, he shouted at the top of his lungs so as to drown out the noise coming from the subcutaneous swimming pool.-- Please, dear, say the word, and make me the happiest- Stop, shouted Isabelle. Who do you think you are? Do you think I'm deaf? Whatever is the matter with you shouting that way? Dubrow blushed guiltily and decided: it was time to confess. He moistened his feverish lips and took a drink of cold water. Then began the painful tale. As if to confirm his landlord's story, the frog croaked out his whole musical lesson-up and down the scales, prolonging the high notes, chang- ing to boogie-Woogie rhythms and Winding up with the lost chord. The ice water on top of the hot tea had given the frog a cold, and his voice was now unbearably raucous. The result was that Isabelle refused to marry her suitor. She said she could not wed a man with perpetual music in his interior. Poor Dubrow went home, slinking along the shadowy road like an outcast of society. On the way, he came to a church from which the sound of a choir singing a Handel oratorio could be heard. The music sank into the miserable heart of the scomed man. He entered the church in search of further consolation. Finding all the rear seats occupied, Dubrow was forced to sit in one of the front aisles. And blessed be ye who- Crock, shrieked the frog. The dominie looked up rather surprised. Croak, croak, sang the star boarder, starting in a low deep bass and ending on a strident squeak. The sexton walked down the aisle and ejected three young town hoodlums for profaning the sanctuary. The preacher continued the sermon. And we must resist all evil as if it were a-- Croak. The minister became uneasy. Mr. Frog, however, had not been brought up in a religious atmosphere, and since he had certain musical inclinations, he thought it was an excellent time to tune up. He sang lustily in a voice somewhere between the sound of a saxophone and the sound of a piece of steel scraping against a pot. The dominie pointed a menacing finger at Dubrow and told him to save his practising of ventriloquism until he got outside the church. Du- brow blushed and got up to walk out, a pathetic figure indeed. The frog, 13 outraged at being thrown from his high perch on Dubrow's liver, by the latter's standing up, voiced his resentment and scolded all the way out. Dubrow went straight home. His little world had crumbled. He would have liked to make war on all frogs, but he did not know how. He tossed in his bed and finally fell asleep on his back, with his mouth wide open. Loud, grating snores were heard, played in six-eighths time. The first five notes were the snores and were set off by every sixth note, which was a long whistle. The frog woke up. He blinked his eyes. Croak, he called and lis- tened. A snore and whistle were the sole responses. He wondered who his competitor was. Louder and louder he croaked, but the competition was too much for him. By this time Dubrow had reached high A. At last, thoroughly curious, the frog determined to investigate the source of the nocturnal concert. Up-up he hopped-right out of Dubrow's mouth and on to the book case,-which was filled with books entitled How to Exterminate Frogs . The climate was a bit too chilly, and he decided to return to his own private suite. By this time, however, Mr. Dubrow had his mouth shut. When Dubrow awoke, either by design or accident, he killed that frog in a way that did not require the reaching of scientific books. He held up the lifeless Galli Curci, a symbol of liberation. Dubrow was the happiest man on earth, 'Dear Rainy Day At other times your breath Has blown my hair about, A hearty blast blown my Umbrella inside out. You've lightly touched my face With fingers wet and cold. I still can hear your gay Light laugh, as, sly and bold, You snatched and threw my hat Far up into the sky, Or stooped and roughly raised My skirt-oh, much too high. It's true we've had our fun, But now we cannot play. You'd spoil my dignity- Dear rowdy rainy day. So try to understand And do not patter down Upon my shiny new I High hat and on my red silk gown. LORETTA IOHNSON, 5 14 eutschlcmd ber Alles GILDA FRANKEL, 7 KARL HOUSMANN was a young man. Young enough to be a Nazi, through and through. Young enough to have fervent ideals and ambitions. And of course they were Nazi ideals and ambitions. He had heard them all his life. He had been taught them, over and over again, in school and even at home. He had thought sometimes that his mother was not in sympathy with the Party, and that she resented the inferior status to which she had been relegated along with all other women. Now that he was a man, though, he knew better than that. He was one hun- dred per cent Aryan and proud of it, of course. His mother was all Aryan, too. Certainly no Aryan could disapprove of the Third Reich and its admirable efficiency. But he was no longer concerned about his mother. After all, a woman's opinion was of no importance. As Der Fuehrer had said in his last speech, the Aryan race was meant to rule the world. The Iews had made all the trouble. But now the perfect machinery of the Third Reich would soon bring the blessings of its domin- ation to the ignorant and the suffering peoples of the democracies, unde- serving of such blessings as they were. lt had been a wonderful speech. Karl had cheered along with the others. Of course, you had to cheer. lt was one of the things the Party expected. When Karl had been a boy, he had wanted to be a Storm Trooper. He had idolized the stalwart guardians of Germany . But to his shame, he had learned that his slight build was unfit for such exertion. He had helped break into a store though, once. lt had been an inspiring experience, just as his teacher had told him the next day. He had been a little dis- turbed to see that blond young fellow fighting a storm trooper, though. The boy had been a Iew-the son of the store's owner. Karl did not like to remember that the boy had looked German, nor that he had fought. He did not like to think of a lew's defending himself. It was not part of his idealogy. So Karl was not a Storm Trooper. But of course he must be some- thing, something useful to the Third Reich. He held a minor position in a government bureau. Occasionally, matters of some importance were placed in his hands, and he was very proud of the trust the Party had in him. Of course there was no reason why they should not trust him. Karl was, in every respect, a good Nazi. His life, up to this time, had been uneventful, but not without interest. He had his work, his friends, and his family-the Party approved of families, Aryan families of course. And he had Lena. To be sure, the affair with Lena was losing its interest, but there would, no doubt, be others. The Party approved of affairs like the one with Lena. And Karl was a good Nazi all around. Karl walked even more proudly than usual today. A matter of some importance had been entrusted to him again. lt concerned that uprising 15 2 in Holland. The papers called it a very minor disturbance, but it must have some importance or they would not be rushing additional troops and equipment. Karl was to see that the supplies reached their destination unimpaired. He felt perfectly capable of performing his duty in this matter, as in others, and he made his preparations as efficiently as possible. A good Nazi was always efficient. 'k i' 1' 'lr 'k The train carrying the largest shipment of military supplies had crossed the frontier into Holland. Karl was seated in his compartment, looking out into the darkness and fog of the night. He was not able to distinguish anything outside his window and was a little surprised when the train came to a stop. He opened the door of his compartment and was quickly taken prisoner by a tall man with a revolver. There were several of these men-one forward with the engineer and brakeman, two more covering the surprised guards, the others hastily removing what supplies they could carry off. In the darkness outside, their companions worked and waited. All at once, there was a shout from below. The tall man with the revolver opened a window, mounted the sill, and dropped to the ground. Karl sprang down after him in instinctive pursuit. ln the blackness, on the ground below, a voice sounded in his ear and he was pushed onto a cart that was just moving off. He lay at the bottom of the cart with the other men and tried to think. He had a feeling that there was no one here from whom he could take orders and Karl had not noticed before how unaccustomed he was to com- mand a situation for himself. He realized that he had been mistaken in the dark for one of them, and was now lying closely wedged among the men who had stopped the train. The cart carrying them drove steadily on. Karl could not know where they were going. He was confused and he was beginning to be afraid. But he would not be afraid. He was a good Nazi. He must do his duty. Suddenly there was the sound of cn ex- plosion not far behind. He cursed them mentally. They had blown up the train. The light from the flames grew stronger and stronger even through the fog. Then, there was a quick movement in the cart. A large hand was pressed over his mouth, a gun into his side, and he was once more a prisoner. There was a low conversation in the cart. What will we do with him? It would be best- That is not our way. We can keep him at the mill. He may be valuable. i' 'k i' k Q The mill was large and sunny, and when the wheels were turning, they filled the place with the sound of falling water. From his improvised cell in the loft, Karl could look down into all of the mill. And when the wheels were quiet, he could hear all that was said or done below. He came to know Mynheer Vaaner, a heavyset man, almost bald, whose deep voice w,as heard with attention by the men who met in small groups at the mill. These meetings excited and confused Karl. The men spoke of 16 things which disturbed him by their unfamiliarity. There were so many things, it seemed of which he had not thbught. He felt as he had felt at the train as if he lacked certain vital abilities that other men, who were not even Nazis, possessed. And he began to think that he had lost these powers through disuse He had so much time to think now and everything he heard here f Inga . -' P T ip . ' TT? ' r . J '. . . 5 - lx 1- , I 1 H seemed to start him thinking of something new. There was no hope of al escape. The way to the loft was heavily barred, there was no window and the mill was set apart from the houses around it, so that no one except his captors below would hear a shout if ventured. And so Karl thought a great deal, these days. Of course, some of their talk was nonsense. They spoke of democracy and grumbled about the lack of food and fuel. Sacrifices were to be expected, and democracy was pointless and im- practical. Der Fuehrer said so. Still, these people did not want to give it up. And these people were not quite so ignorant as he had always believed them to be. lt was very confusing . . . Karl wondered once if his superiors should not be told about all this. Then he realized that he had heard men try to say just such things as thesefand he knew what happened to such men. There were others at the mill. There! was, for instance, Vrouw Vaaner, a plump and orderly housewife. Karl knew that she was troubled about Dirk, her son. Dirk was going to the government school here. It had been a German school for several months now, and he had heard Vrouw Vaaner talking to her husband about the changes in the boy. He was so young, she said, that it was easy for them to convince him. Karl knew, of course, what Dirk was being taught-the things that he had been taught-the things that he believed in. And he too had been young. But, of course, it was nonsense to listen to a woman. It was strange that he had even noticed her so. But then, women were somewhat different here. Elsa, the daughter, was different. Elsa had blonde hair and blue eyes like Lena, but they were not really alike at all. Karl had a feeling that Elsa would not belong in an affair like his with Lena. Elsa belonged with someone like young Peter Krauf who had come with his father to one of the meetings at the mill. He came again one night. Karl heard them talking quietly in the dimness below him. Peter had come to say goodbye. He had made up his mind to join the Dutch forces in England. He knew that Elsa would understand. In half an hour, Peter and two friends would set out from the wharf in a small boat. The night was dark, the sea, quiet. They had chosen their route carefully and it had been done before. He must go now, but he wanted Elsa to know that-that- Yes, Elsa knew. And Elsa would wait. After Peter had gone, Elsa cried a little, though she did understand. The man in the loft understood too. And he did not even feel that this was strange. The next morning was clear and the mill was filled with sunlight. Karl had just finished the bit of bread and cheese that Vrouw Vaaner silently brought him each morning, when there was a knock. lt was a loud knock and it rang through the mill. He saw Mynheer Vaaner rise and cross 17 over to open the door, then step outside quickly. There was the sound of voices outside. Then the voices were raised, and the door was flung open. The spurs of a German lieutenant and his squad clattered on the floor. Karl did not like the look of them. They did not belong here somehow. One trooper held a bared bayonet in his hand. Its tip was red in the sunlight. The officer glanced about, then rapped out a command. A ladder was put to the loft and Karl stood up to meet the lieutenant. It was warm down here in the mill. The light was even stronger than it had seemed from the loft. Just outside the door, Vrouw Vaanor was weeping over her husband. Elsa stood beside her. Karl followed the lieutenant out of the mill, past them, and down the path. He was almost afraid to go. He was a Nazi, and the Party trusted him. As yet, there was no reason why they should not. But he was thinking more and more, these days, of things which a good Nazi must not think about. He wanted to keep his ideals and ambitions, but he was confused, and he feared for those ideals. He had been young, and he had learned them well. But Karl was still young, and he might learn again. Sleep Drifting and drifting, Into the dim of a dream: Like to a seagull Gliding and sweeping, Far from the desolate sand dunes, High in ethereal climes. Floating and floating, Drowsy, melodious theme: Like to a pond-lily, Turning and moving, Deep in a misty marsh land, Living in luminous water. Sailing and sailing, Soothing and rhythmic emotions: Like to a river, Rippling and winding, First in the haze of the mountains, Coming at last to the sea. JEAN GORDON, 7 l 8 Evening Highway There is only the abstracted silence And the cat's purr, creeping Softly along between the tall grasses- Only the rapid pat, pat Of the soft paw On the wet pavement. The headlights through the rain Shatter, like falling glass, The exposed silence, Harshly, and the evening Pours out of the deep Wound. CHARLOTTE HERZOG, 8 The San Hangs Low The sun hangs low on the horizon . . . The days shorten . . . And darkness swiftly descends. Above the beach the wind rises, Minutely arranging Syrnrnetrical patterns oi sand. Grey and phantom-shaped. Winter comes, And there is silence upon us. We are gripped in cold. And the quick sea Buns unerringly along the shore. Largo Sensate hands, Touching ivory keys, The song of Hande1's Largo. You that listen Hear yet another song As its magic plays across CHARLOTTE HERZOG, 8 The vibrant harpstrings of your soul. JEAN GORDON, 1 19 ... 2 ly- 1:3 if Ti Z.. l-.,3l I ' ' - ' zz, , . ' Q T .,- 'O ge-2355537 C . ,- '7 I 4512 ' , 1:53 .L i 'Tl : QQ E A CARGO BOAT came down the Yangtze River recently, having been steered directly through enemy territory without mishap. The Chinese lieutenant in charge reported: Nothing of importance has occurred during the trip. Chen Sheh-Kai was a riverman, probably the oldest and wisest on the Yangtze. His knowledge of the river was a part of his fame which spread the length and breadth of China's great dragon. The foreign companies employed Chen to guide their large, clumsy steamboats up the river at flood time. Missionaries looked to him to bring in supplies when the droughts caused famine. Peasants were not surprised to see his ugly, sturdy craft coming to pick them out of the waters which had swept over their homes, villages, and farms. And the army had com- missioned Chen to bring food and clothing to the men of Chiang Kai-Shek. Though Chen was paid for all this Work, he remained a poor man. And in this poverty was his great joy, for it meant that his son, Le, was being provided with the excellent education that Chen was determined he should have. People shook their heads and murmured about spoiling the boy and making him lazy. What sort of riverman would he make? But Chen had better plans for his son than to make a mere riverman of him. the fierce claws of Iapan were reaching a journey to Chinkiang for equipment. In the summer of 1936, when steadily into China, Chen made He found there Chinese Quislings who had already sold out to the enemy, 20 bribe-taking officials, generals with more prudence than courage, and many men who found it easier to fill their pockets with Iapanese gold than to line them with hard-earned pennies-and among these last was Le. Chen returned to his hut a broken man. l-le had no heart left for the great river. All the entreaties of the large, foreign companies could not draw him out of his isolation. A stain had come upon his house, and he felt himself as much to blame as Le. People soon forgot the lonely man in his hut, for the Iapanese were moving up the river. Chen took no part in the hasty evacuation of all foreigners. The Iapanese were coming, but Chen remained in his hut. The fishing village proved of little use to the invaders. The Chinese leave no gifts behind for the foe. Chen was taken before the resident com- mander and invited to join their party. He refused. There was more than enough disgrace on his house, already. The Iapanese commander ex- pressed his displeasure in a manner which Chen would be likely to remember. Turned out with the other prisoners to forced labor in the fields, Chen's mind, which usually thought in river terms and cargo lists, thought instead of hatred-revenge-escape. Then, a group of young men among the prisoners took Chen into their confidence. They wished to go to Chiang Kai-Shek's army in the north by way of the river. Chen's knowledge of the Yangtze was therefore essential. Following their plan, he was led one night to the boat which took the captives away from Iapanese hospitality. Although two were killed, the rest of the group joined Chiang's army safely. Chen, still suffering from the Nipponese commander's displeasure, felt himself a burden on his friends. Then, something went wrong. The Chinese army received news that one of its battalions had been cut off from the main forces, and required food and guns to fight their way through. These supplies, in order to reach them, must go up the Yangtze, again in full flood, through a long stretch of occupied territory. Volunteers were asked for, and the house of Chen, disgraced, but with new hope before him, stepped forward. Reluctantly, knowing the danger, the officer in charge assigned the old man as helms- man. That trip became one of the legends of the Sino-Iapanese War. Dangers were constantly around them, not so much from the enemy who, as they had correctly assumed, dared not venture into the river at floodtime, but from that mighty torrent itself. Chen, at the helm, was outwardly calm, taking every snag and turn with agility and speed. But he was conscious that the swift miles thundering by closed over something-the dishonour and the disgrace. Finally, the last turn, and the besieged Chinese camp came into sight. Still in time! The muddy waters of the Yangtze had washed clean the name of the house of Chen. The official Chinese communique said that day: A counterattack was carried through today by a battalion of our troops which had been cut off near the river. The battle was successful. The communique for once was Wrong. Two battles had been fought that day, and one of them, a miracle. For the Iapanese commander had shown his displeasure by blinding the riverman, Chen Sheh-Kai. LORETTA BLAUL 5 f'a vf 'f if . x K -wr- sis- fs.. 1 5 , i , - .fx 1 2 1 ig. We 'A Fx' 1:51.-ixif,-'Sw , i 5'.'s f f V. 1 -- ...a.....r-uf rr 1 be Batt e Banner GILDA FRANKEL, 7 0 NCE UPON A TIME when the world was young-too young to know better-there dwelt an honest man. And the truth was his armor and his shield and his refuge in times of trouble. And the truth was his friend and his lover, and he carried the truth, like a battle banner, always before him. And people usually saw this banner coming, and crossed the street. But sometimes they were caught unawares. He discovered the truth while he was still a little boy. He would go into a room with it, and hold it in his hands, and look at it, and handle it, and marvel at it. His fellows played with their spears and daggers and fencing foils. His pastime was not so tame as theirs, his cuts were not so light. He handled the truth and looked at it, and even as he marveled, it cut into him, and truth cuts deeply though it never leaves a mark. So when at last he reached a manly estate and looked about him, lo! it seemed very good. For he was young cmd passing strong and not ill- favored, nobly reared and the heir to a noble name and goodly lands and withal possessed of the inestimable trait of honesty. But it came to pass that the chief of that region had need of lusty youths to fight a war against another chieftain who thought that because he had a moustache and hung things on walls in his spare time, he also had the right to go around pro- tecting people from the Red Menace, whatever that might be. And so all the youths of the territory met and each declared himself ready to go, but one recalled an old injury which he regretted would keep him at home, another required exemption because of his family responsibilities, a third had pressing objections to violence, and so it went. And the honest man admired their courage and regretted the diffiiculties of each, but the truth was always before him and he said that he was afraid. Whereupon they tumed on him and cried, Out with him, for he is afraid, and his father turned him out and disowned this cowardly son who dared to say that he was afraid, and our honest man took up the truth in his hands and went on his way. 'k 'lr k 'lr i' And he came at last to a city fair and passing fair, and therein lived a maiden noble as he, and well-endowed as he had once been, and fair and passing fair. And our honest man looked upon this maiden and loved her. And there was a youth in this city, not fairer than our honest man, not more full of wit and humor than he, nor if the truth be told, more full of love and reverence toward the maiden, nor surely carrie-d the truth always like a banner before him. Yet this youth made bold to lay suit to the maiden, and so too did our honest man. And she was sore perplexed to choose between them. And the youth of the city told her that her hair was like the gold of the sun at midday, and her eyes like the blue of heaven falling into some deep and limpid pool below, and the sweetness 22 of her voice like the scent of blossoms in a clear air. And he said that his love for her was like the mighty river Nile, and that it should persevere and surround her even to death cmd beyond. And our honest man admired the passion of his words, but the truth was always before him, and he said that indeed the gold of the sun faded each evening, and so too did the pale blue of heaven, and even the sweetness of blossoms was wont to pass away. And so our honest man would not speak of these things, nor would he swear by his love for her, for the river Nile was wont to ebb, and love even more so, and as for death, why in all honesty, no man can say that he will love to death and beyond, for no man can say that there is a beyond. And thus our honest man upheld his banner. And the maiden married the youth of the city, and whether he loved her until death and beyond she could not be certain, but that he loved her more than did our honest man she never doubted. And our honest man, worn and unhappy, continued his way, seeking refuge in the truth from the brightness of his maiden's eyes. 'k i' it 1' i' And so it came to pass that after many long and weary years, our honest man found himself alone, friendless and homelessg for he had ever carried truth, like a battle banner, always before him: and he had ransomed it three times over in gold. The first he paid in the gold of his maiden's hair, and it was a dear cost, but he raised his banner before him, and took refuge in the truth, the second he paid in the pleasant gold of many a fair and friendly esteem, for he carried the truth always before him, and few indeed, methinks, are the friends who flock to such a banner: and the last, he told down in the plump gold coins of our earth, and rightly so, for gold coins fall quickly from one who bends beneath the weight of a banner. And upon our honest man, as he lay by the wayside, lonely at heart, weak and worn by his encounters, and purse-poor even to privation, came one Diogenes, in search of his honest man. And he looked, and he looked again, and he shook his head, and he said, This cannot be an honest many for truth would be his armor and his shield and his refuge in times of trouble. And the truth would be his friend and his lover and he would carry the truth, like a battle banner, always before him. And Diogenes lifted up his lantern and continued the search. i' i 'k 'A' 1' And a sage might say upon reading this tale, that such a man hath not been proven to exist, but a greater sage would say that this tale, which purports not to be true, hath more of truth in it than might appear. For true it is that the battle banner still goes forward. And there are those who have taken truth for their armor and their shield and their refuge in times of trouble: and they have raised the truth, like a battle banner, always before them. And there are those who, like the youth of the city, and even with like devices, have shaken and unseated our honest men in the battle. And finally, and this last is the greatest company by far, there are those who, even as Diogenes, go seeking an honest man. And even as Diogenes do they find him. 23 The Establishment CHARLOTTE FRANKEL, 5 JUST after you turned the corner of Ninety-first Street and Seventh Avenue, you came across a brownstone boarding-house with little untrimmed bushes standing incongruously in a microscopic front yard. The door bore a placard, Mrs. Hepzibah Mullins' Boarding-Establishment . I suppose that it wasn't very different from other brownstone boarding- houses, but Mrs. Mullins liked to call it her select little community of friends . I suppose, too, that its inhabitants, whom Mrs. Mullins favored with the appelation of her little family , weren't very different from the would-be great who are read about in books and magazines daily. For Miss Lambeth considered herself an unrecognized thespian, and Mr. Phil- lips attributed to himself all the powers of a da Vinci or a Raphael. Mrs. Stewart, who supported herself and her young nephew, Bobby, on the scant earnings of a dressmaker, was not loath to tell you that she had not always lived in Mrs. Mullins' boarding-house. All Bobby aspired to, how- ever, was to be a fireman in about fifteen years. And, of course, there was Miss Flossy la Rue, the chorus girl who came in at three in the morning, and old Mr. Streimer, who mended violins. Mr. Streimer never complained. He was always calm, and it was to Mr. Streimer that Flossy went with her dreams of being a real dra- matic actress , and that Mrs. Mullins complained about peop1e's back rent. Mr. Streimer was quiet and dependable and rent-paying, and Bobby Stew- art's chief confidante. Ioyce Trelawney came from Berkeley, Connecticut, population 3,000. She was nineteen and pretty-but not too pretty. She'd just seen the sign and walked in, and she'd stayed. Ioyce was quiet like Mr. Streimer, but she had a lovely smile, lovely enough for Mr. Phillips, our would-be Raphael, to insist on painting. He painted it, couldn't sell the painting, and so promptly forgot her. But practically everyone was friendly to her. She hadn't expected that from New Yorkers. Miss Lambeth confided to her that things weren't turning out as well as she had expected. She insisted that she could not suffer herself to work at anything but acting, and since she had not been recognized, she lacked money-and Mrs. Mullins was so accurate about getting rent. Mrs. Mullins was cordial and hoped that Ioyce's luck would improve so that she could pay her rent. Bobby Stewart loved to sit and talk to Ioyce while Mr. Streimer repaired violins. Mrs. Stewart was too tired to do anything! but thank the young girl effusively for looking after Bobby. I-'lossy La Rue, in her turn, confessed her desire to be a real dramatic actress , and complained that Miss Lambeth had snubbed her openly by refusing to pass the salt. Mr. Streimer talked to Ioyce one night, really talked. He had never done that beforey he had just listened and worked. He told her of his wife, who had left him years ago to live alone with their son. But he didn't 24 complain. Then she told him of Connecticut, of her mother and her sister, and of her father. She told Mr. Streimer how much she loved her stolid, commonplace father, who had never achieved anything great, but who was so sure that she would. Ioyce was going to be an author. And then they just talked, until Mrs. Mullins came in and sat down, and then it would have been no use. One day, quite a few months later, Mrs. Stewart was returning home from her job as a seamstress when she heard newsboys screaching out the news, United States at war. Iapan bombs Pearl Harbor. Get your evening paper now. Mrs. Stewart disregarded them and walked into the house. Then she leamed how true those screeching words had been. Everyone was huddled about the radio, listening to a jingoistic commen- tator and looking worried. Even Mrs. Mullins, dinner plates in her hand, sat there transfixed. Only Mr. Streimer nodded calmly and said hello to Mrs. Stewart. i' 'k 'k i' i' Mrs. Mullins, returned from haggling with grocers, found Miss Lambeth saying good-byes. She held in her hand a letter from her fiance, begging her to come home. Being a graduate of Annapolis, he was about to leave for the Pacific. She had decided to go home and marry him before he left. She even said good-bye to the radiant Flossy, who, in her chorus girl capacity, had recently met producers and directors at the Stage Door Canteen and had been assured of a walk-on part in a coming dramatic DIQY- That disposed of the actresses, but Mrs. Mullins still found plenty of work. She was the district air raid warden and took her duties very seri- ously. She assiduously attended meetings, examined cellars, collected money for the street flag, and in her spare time, even took care of the Establishment. Bobby Stewart could be found any day after three o'clock selling war stamps and pulling blonde pigtails. Mrs. Stewart, accompanied by the Raphael of the boarding-house, was surrendering three nights a week to study First Aid. At home, they prac- tised bandaging, utilizing Mrs. Mullins' prize sheets. But patriotic Mrs. Mullins never remembered to reprimand them. Besides, Mr. Phillips, smoth- ering his genius for a defense job, was paying rent regularly now. And it would never do to excite Mrs. Stewart over a few sheets. She would start to cry and that might easily use up a half dozen of Mrs. Mullins' handkerchiefs. Our young writer, Ioyce Trelawney, was serving as a Red Cross worker and injecting patriotism into her unpublished writings. But old Mr. Streirner, after so many years, had left the boarding-house. I-le was with his wife again, for their son was now a soldier in the United States Army. That seemed to make the old misunderstanding unimportant. i' i' i 'k i' If you had turned the corner of Ninety-first Street and Seventh Avenue today, at about two o'clor:k in the afternoon, when the sun was fine, you 25 might have seen a pleasant-looking old couple in front of a boarded-up old house. Mr. Streimer was looking at the house a little sadly. He was remembering. The people in a War all find things to do and homes to go to, it seems, and the proprietress may put her organizing talent to work full time, especially if she is as patriotic as Mrs. Mullins and has always been accurate about getting rent. No, wars are not very kind to old boarding-houses. My Secret Sea This is a secret an-d lovely place, My harbor from reality, A lonely spring Darkened by the shadows of the overhanging willows, Clear as the crystal of an old well, Held in place by the scooped, compact hands of the leafy banks. I slip my feet into water cold as fire. The sensation is over quickly, the water writhes and flows Past my bronze feet-coolly. A school of minnows flashes by, Chasing the ripples into the shadows.-Around the bend A tadpole appears, then, terrified, dives away. A gentle breeze parts the leaves over me, And the sun dropping through warms my head, While my feet are cooled by the spring. The gold-laced pattern of sunlight, glancing Through the rippled, hypnotic motion of the current, Bestows a flowing quiet on my thirsty soul. Along the margin of this tiny stream Are the freshly-printed tracks of numberless creatures Who come to lap the running Water And nibble at the dew-dripped ferns, Then, prick their ears, and bound away At the first snap of twigs. The The buzzing of the wild bees, piping of the spring frog, The gliding leaf-boats, The patchwork sunlight-quilt, The running, continuous flow of the stream, The glossy green of sun-kissed leaves- Nodding, I sink deeper and deeper-into enchantment- Only the animals share with me my secret. AUDREY EVANS, 4 26 ' NMS'- 5 10 1 V ff' Q, viii? Wit UI? f v:g',PaLi1'j'b .wr W W 'fl mu... C 'P T HE UNIQUE, and, to us, at least, romantic occupation of piracy has its roots extending far back into the worlcl's history. Phoenician pirates were among the earliest of their kind, and references to pirates are made in the Odyssey. Other plundering, murdering black- guards pillaged towns and perpetrated acts of savagery during the days of the Roman republic. Indeed, Spartaco, a pirate chief, after looting the temple of Venus, captured and held prisoner Iulius Caesar. Caesar, how- ever, after he had paid a ransom of about Sl2,UOU, was given his freedom. He promptly outfitted a ship and defeated his former captors, whom he proceeded to crucify. Pompey, Caesar's famous contemporary, won glory for himself by ridding the Mediterranean of the pirates who endangered Rome's grain supply. The Barbary pirates, or Corsairs, plagued and destroyed Sardinia, Corsica, Sicily, and the territory surrounding Naples, Rome, and Genoa. These roving Corsairs were composed of Moors who used as their bases for operations the ancient strongholds of Algiers and Tripoli. The reasons for men in days of old turning to piracy as a way of liv- ing are interesting and often understandable. Some had formerly been merchant seamen who disliked steady work and who were not particular about how they gained their wealth, others merely were excited at the prospect of the free, dangerous life of the high seas. Often sailors found themselves thrown out of work at the end of the European wars and were forced to sign on ships whose occupations were extremely doubtful. Many times crews of captured ships were invited to join the infamous robbers of the sealanes, and this invitation was best accepted. Pirate gangs were established in various fashions. On merchant ships ringleaders mutineed, seized the ship, and killed crew members who were foolish enough to resist. Men who wanted adventure stole boats and bold- ly took over command, after having made a surprise attack on the hapless ship's crew. Many captains drew up rules of discipline, well knowing that their brigand crew members had no honor, even among themselves. The follow- ing are some rules taken from the Articles of the pirate ship Revenge These were set down by her captain, Iohn Phillips, and are typical examples of the pirate codes. f l. Every man shall obey civil Command, the Captain shall have one full share and a half in all Prizes, the Master, Carpenter, Boatswain, and Gunner shall have one share and a quarter. 6. That Man that shall snap his arms or smoak Tobacco in the hold without a cap to his pipe, or carry a Candle lighted without a Lanthorn 27 shall receive Moses' law fthat is forty Stripes lacking onel on the bare Back. 9. If at any time you meet with a prudent woman, that Man who offers to meddle with her, without her Consent, shall suffer present death. Pirates chose their flag to frighten their victims. On the flag was usually a skull and crossbones, or a complete skeleton holding in one hand a glass of rum and in the other a dagger. Tortuga, off the coast of Hispaniola, was a pirate republic. Brigands centered in this region because they could engage in a lucrative smuggling trade which resulted from Spain's denial to her colonies of the right to trade with foreign states. Piracy went practically unchecked, since pirates who smuggled in needed commodities were looked upon as benefactors. So great were their numbers that in 1718 the Bahamas alone sheltered more than two thousand of these buccaneers. King William III of England made some laws for trying pirates. Par- dons were granted to pirates who surrendered themselves to the law be- fore a fixed date. The sly sea-robbers, however, surrendered themselves, received the king's pardon, and resumed their former practices as soon as their booty was spent. In the history of piracy, the deeds of several men have been written down in bloody letters. Some are well-known because of their cruelty and violence, others for their able leadership, and all for the appeal that a swarthy sea-robber inevitably holds for our civilized generation. Bartholomew Roberts is said to be the greatest of these ruffians. Roberts was first involved in the slave trade. When the captain of his ship was killed, Roberts assumed command. His success is accredited to his prudent leadership and his sternly-enforced discipline, which forbade drink- ing, gambling, and women aboard ship. Captain Kidd, a well-known figure, is said by some not to have been a pirate at all, but simply a victim of political intrigue. He was first com- missioned by King William to hunt pirates and French vessels, but he soon began to plunder neutral ships. After he was seized, he was brought to England and executed. In the present century, the German seizure of merchant vessels during both World Wars is considered piracy. Indeed, even today, in the remote waters of the Orient, piracy is still a rather common occurrence. Piracy in the Atlantic was finally stamped out by the combined efforts of the American and British navies in the early nineteenth century. Roused public feeling, the steam engine, and the telegraph also helped to toll the death knell for ravage, pillage, and plunder of ships and shores. LIBBY SCHMAYEFSKY, s MARILYN NOBER, s jiltec! At first I pined for you each day And thought my heart would break- But now a handsome remedy 2 Has banished all the ache. MARILYN NOBER, 5 8 Sailor? i -Tale MATILDA ANTINORI, 8 AS the daughter of one of the most famous sea-wolves in the first World War Cat least he would have me believe it was sol, I have been my father's most avid listener to more than my share of sea stories and ship- wrecks. Although I did enjoy his tales at a much earlier age, I have since grown rather weary of them. This tale was one of the favorite few. By way of setting the characters straight, my father was not admiral of the ship but a mere sailor who was the mechanic's assistant., This, however, did not alter the fact that on the night of Iuly sixteenth in the third year of the war he was a very hungry young man, and there were several others who agreed with him emphatically. After a discussion of ways and means of obtaining food, one brilliant midshipman suggested that since they were working for and protecting the people, perhaps the people owed them a little food. Everyone thought they did, and thus was started the foraging party that set out that night. It was an easy matter to get ashore, and after walking only a mile, they found a wonderful orchard with very succulent oranges. Keeping in mind the fact that they needed vitamin C, these daring sailors gathered in a handsome crop and were about to get away when one of them noticed a very delicious- looking pig. The next morning, after a refreshing breakfast of oranges, the problem of hiding the pig became of utmost importance, since inspection was to take place that afternoon. This problem seemed to be solved when the pig was hidden in a trunk, but the unexpected happened while the sailors were up above for inspection. The pig jumped out and scampered through the door. Luckily for the sailors, one of their colleagues sighted it and made a dash for the squealing culprit, who was scampering about and adding greatly to the anxiety of the distracted sailor. Since it was in- evitable that an officer would soon discover what was going on, our pursuer doubled his efforts to stop the hectic flight of the elusive pig. All seemed lost when, from around a comer, an officer appeared and viewed the scene with astounded eyes. The bewildered sailor did not know what to do, but as the officer demanded the capture of the pig, he set out anew with the officer following. The chase led the sailor and officer down a flight of steps and into the midst of the original culprits, who were now searching for the escaped pig. Seeing the pig, with the sailor and officer pursuing, they followed suit and did their best. But the next corner brought disaster! The commander of the ship looked round at our group of sheepish sailors and demanded an explanation from the officer who was standing there. An account of the facts being duly given, our daring heroes were thrown unceremoniously into the ship's brig to contemplate their misdeeds. The brig was no unfamiliar place to these culprits, but the most agonizing part of their imprisonment was the thought of the ship's officers eating that succulent pig that they had worked so hard to get! 29 Fcztlaom This! 1. What 2. What is a bunker? is a berth? 3. How much is a fathom? 4. What does forward mean? 5. What is the lee or leeward? 6. What does list mean? 7. What are the two meanings of log? 8. What is pitching? 9. What is the quarter-deck? 10. What is a crow's nest? 11. What is a painter? 12. What 13. What is a halliard? is a spanker? MARY VICHENCH, 8 14. Why are Chinese sailing ships called junks? 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If Neptune was the Roman King of the Ocean, who was the Greek King of the Ocean? In the Arabian Nights, the Old Man of the Sea stuck on what sai1or's back? What is the ship of the desert? What is the Sargasso Sea? Why do sailors wear black ties and socks? Why are Marines called Leathernecks ? What famous sea story about whaling was written by Herman Melville? Why is the Black Sea so named? What city in Italy is known as the Bride of the Sea ? Why were salutes first tired from ships' guns? What King of England was known as the Sailor King ? Why does a British sailor salute the quarter-deck? 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This information, you are to understand, comes from official sources. Our informant, a lieutenant fjunior gradel in the WAVES, was a member of the very first officers' training class to graduate from the Naval Academy at Smith College. A graduate of Barnard, and for years practising as an analytical chemist, she applied for her commission immediately upon hear- ing of the formation of a women's naval unit. The three-day examinations, conducted in this area at 33 Pine Street, New York City, include both physical and mental tests. Our lieutenant remarked that she had expected to spend her time in the navy standing up after the emphasis, during the tests, on a good, strong pair of feet. These tests were followed by a one month training period at Smith College, Northampton, Massachusetts, during which the women arose at six a. m. to complete a rigorous schedule of military drill, naval procedure and history, among other things, by ten o'clock at night-and there were no complaints about the curfew. The personnel of the WAVES comes from every walk of life, the chief requirements being perfect health and some knowledge of mathematics. Our friend shared a room with three other trainees-a room, by 'the way, absolutely bare except for four bunks. Her roommates were a former statis- tician, a specialist in psychopathic cases, and a woman who had engaged in the unique profession of diagraming for future record the various steps of an operation while they were being performed. Most WAVE officers, we were told, are about thirty years of age, but its able-bodied seamen , who may gain advancement later, are usually younger. This month's training was followed, in most cases, by two months of preparation for specialized work, such as radio communication, which is badly needed by the Navy just now. These women are to take over specific jobs onshore now handled by men who would thus be released for active service. The WAVES themselves-officially the Women Author- ized for Voluntary Emergency Service -will probably be drier than the Swiss Navy, since they are to have no shipboard duty. Our WAVE offi- cer, however, who is now doing for the Navy the same kind of work which she did in civilian life, analytical chemistry, was assigned to her regular duties at the Pensacola Naval Air Station, at Pensacola, Florida, after only one month at Smith College. When on duty at Pensacola, she lives outside the naval base but eats Navy food, works under exactly the same conditions and regulations, and receives the same retum both in salary and in free medical and dental 32 care, as her associates. The fact that she is, however, the only woman stationed there at present does cause an amusing situation occasionally. She laughingly told us this one: About to enter a movie theatre, she noticed a sign over the cashier's window- Half price for men in uniform. 'Tm in the Navy, she told the girl, who, after scrutinizing her uniform from the spruce oxfords to the beautiful gilt and silver insignia ornamenting the cap, was forced to agree. From the ridge I KATHLEEN ZIER, 8 THE grizzled sea captain in the service of our country's merchant marine sat back comfortably in his easy-chair, puffed on his pipe, and succeeded in making his interviewers feel quite at home. Without unwonted pre- liminaries, he settled right down to business and gave a fascinating ac- count of his thirty-five years on the sea. As a youth in South Carolina it was a question of either going to sea or starving , and our water-rat young man quickly found a berth on a sailing vessel. After gaining much valuable experience in this rough sea life, he quit sailing vessels for navigation school. Here he got his coveted master's degree, which qualified him to sail on any waters in the world. That was over thirty years ago, he recalled somewhat wist- fully. 'Since then he has been on almost every existing ocean, and has sailed up the Amazon River many times. Included in his schedule are such widely diverse ports as Boston and Pernambuco. Often he does not touch land for over twenty days at one time. The captain has a soft spot in his sea-going heart for South America. He described the harbor of Rio de Ianeiro as the most beautiful in the world, and produced a picture of the famous Christo Redemptor statue standing high in the mountains shadowing Rio. , Like all old sailors, the captain spins some good yarns, but his earnest face in describing the two shipwrecks he has been in off the coast of Florida, betrayed his seriousness. In one of these, his ship, with its steering gear out of control, ran aground on a reef of San Rosa Island, off the Florida coast. Since there was no wireless in those days, the captain swam seven miles to shore, rode to the nearest town, and promptly com- mandeered two rescue boats to help his struggling crew. Sea life is a hard life, says the captain, to which his gnarled hands, knotted as rope itself, bear mute testimony. But after years of personal observation, he has reached the conclusion that a man lasts longer on the sea than on land, despite the hardships of wind and weather. Fur- thermore, there is no definite age limit for those who lead a seafaring life. 33 Any age between the cradle and the grave is the right age for a good seaman. He stressed the importance of mathematics and said that navigation is nothing but the practical application of the geometry and trigo- nometry learned in high school. With a touch of the philosopher, he added that there is no phase of life to which math is not applicable. As an inevitable result of his Years of travel over the globe, he has collected many interesting relics-odd types of jewelry for his wife and daughters, and many ornaments for the house. A delicately shaped silver dinner bell from Milford Haven, England, graced an end-table. Most fas- cinating of all was a beautiful tray with the harbor ot Rio done in butter- fly wings. Since the outbreak of the present war, the lovely wooden border design on this tray has been used by enemy agents as a method of writing concealed messages, thus these trays are now carefully in- spected. About the war the captain was necessarily reticent. The less said the better, he stated. He can, and will, reveal nothing, but generously added that if we come back after the war is over he'd really have things to tell us. Some day, in the distant future, the captain hopes to settle down in the place that he considers his Utopia-Montevideo in South America. He insists that he'1l stick to his gardening then, but we feel sure that he'11 spend most of his time swapping sea yarns with the sailors who drift into port. Sea Fever Do I really have to look When the worm goes on the hook? Is it that I lack the nerve? My feelings simply shy and swerve Every time I see that sinker. I am left to sit and tinker While he coldly baits the hook. Softy me can't bear to look, All I do is sit and squirm Feeling sorry for the worm. AUDREY FLAUM, 4 Oil Shortage It might be fun to be a mermaid- To swim all day with a tail of jade, To splash in water when I please- But what to do in Winter-freeze? SALLY KURZWEIL, 6 34 D EAR SENIORS: You have probably heard the expression, by people who are confused or perplexed as to what to do next, l'm all at sea . The implication seems to be that in journeying upon the ocean there is no definite goal or means of guidance. Yet nothing could be further from the truth. Mariners do not start out, as walkers do at times, Without knowing whither they are bound. The port, its exact location, is fixed not only in the mind of the captain but on the most exact maps and nautical charts. And the science of navigation has developed instruments of exquisite ac- curacy for the guidance of sailors. Even in the days of long ago, sailors were guided by compass and by the stars. To be at sea , therefore, is not to be aimless or unguided. Rather it is to journey toward a definite goal and to be guided by careful and accurate information. According to the well-worn metaphor, You are setting forth upon the Sea of Lite . If you are to live up to nautical tradition, each of you must have in mind a goal,-a port of attainment towards which you steer your course. But you are not without means to guide you on your way. From parents, from teachers, from your own study and experience, you have learned certain principles and methods by which you may, if you give careful attention, steer with certainty. You are not mere pas- sengers to whom we say Bon Voyage , but captains of your own fate, whose knowledge and clear vision will bring you to the desired haven . ROWENA KEITH KEYES I 35 l 1 l l IiI.lZABl2TH A. ROSSF President, Senior Class Brooklyn College HATTIIE JOHNSON Loyul League President Business Unlnll zvuufd uw faire dum' rrilfmnf A filffe fbild .rfmfl lard them. J nu H HlEl.lfNli M. ZSCHORNA Seey.-'l're1is., Senior Class Xwcsley lwlernoriul Nurses Training Cildll f11.1,qmt--rf1'.1zzi Ibn NIIUIVA1. i.,,,QaW .. , . V,M,,,.,.w ANGELINA SAMMARCO Vice-Presinlent, Senior Class Business School llwlmf ilu' did. .ube did well. .md Alu' full. -Rl BERNICE N. MORRISON Senior Editor, Blue Ei Gold College Greizler zwmerz lbinz l b.11'e lired, lfnr I dnulat il. vers of the 1 KATHLEEN ZIER Ed,-inACl'1ief, Blue 81 Gold: Heard Girl of Arista Oberlin College Her wil ii .rul1lIe, ber intelligence hen. Tlwngb Lrilb .1 rex-:bank ,rlwefr .rel- dom Jeen. Nautical Issae Class 0 january 1943 MISS AILI LINDBOM MISS MARIE MCALEER JANE P. DONLON President of Senior Arista Brooklyn College l Hair of gold, eyef of blueg Girlx' High rolon, and jane'J foo WW wwf KA'l'lll.liliN Zllfll lfDlRl'H l.. l.. C:ANGlfl.l.U SHlRl.lfY R. COHEN Must Likt-ly to Siicccctl Class Singcr Bust All-Round Girl Olwcrliii Caxllugt- Pratt lnstitutc limirklyri Cullcgn' Ilu' 1471 ii unlflfu, fur iazlaf- 'I'r'iflt'i null' fMlfLl'lf07l. .WJ I5l'L'7 1flllLll juf. ifwfi .1 ngu- lilqwlrtf limi, lfurfui'fifn1 ji 1111 Iriffnf' lar 34.11. 'lhifrligfl will: .1 It xllmiil ifull ltfrlnlll wifi MARIA I. 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BEVERLY DORMAN Brooklyn College A hurricane of beauty that will Jweep any man of hir feet. ANITA DOUGHTY Business School An amiable friend and a good :port LILLIAN M. DUBENCHEK Pratt Institute Charm within and charm without She will put the men to rout MARION DUBOWECKI Brooklyn College Sweet and demure, She it that, we are .rure. SHIRLEY E. EASON Brooklyn College Her talent: are of the more nlent clan. ELSIE EASTMOND Brooklyn College Silenre, like a poultice, come: to heal the blow: of sound. PEARL EDDY New York University A: Winchell Jay:-Swellegant! FLORENCE EDMONDS Business Florence, you have won our hearts! DOROTHY EDWARDS Business School Remember-the mighty oak was once a nut like you. EDNA EDWARDS Delehanty Institute A .tweet Jhy smile illumine: her face,' She win: all hy her gentle grace. DOROTHY EHRLICH College In Dotty': hand: a thing's well done, Before it': even half begun. ETHEL EPPS Business School When a helping hand it needed, Ethel it there to ofer it. DOROTHY A. FANTRY Business School She helon J to the frm of Witty, Pretty, andg Wholerorne, Inc. ALICE E. FELD Brooklyn College She may not he the postmank daugh- ter, but the certainly know: her malet. MAY FERGUSON Business If there were only more like you! VIVIAN FERRANTI Business Cute is the word for, her. CONCETTA FERRARRA Business Tell ut, sweet maid,-how do you manage that cheery dirporition all the time? ANNETTE FINE Business As quiet and .rilent as a mouse is the, But looh for fun, and there :hill he. NELLIE FORD Business Neat, dependable, clever, Nelli: fame will lat! forever. ETTA FRANKLIN Business The eye! have it, the :mile get: 'frm PHYLLIS FREEMAN Trapha en School Quick hands and quick feet, Make her a wonderful athlete. GLADYS FRIEDMAN Business Red hair- Fellowt, beware! GLORIA A. FRUCHTMAN City College She'1l never know any peace or fun Until her homework har been done. IEAN W. FUNN College One of the Jweeterl girlr we know. MABEL M. FUNN Brooklyn College Friendlfhip if the wine of life. JENNIE M. GAGLIANELLO Business Cute and Jweel and tre.r petite. VIRGINIA GAIO Business A daughter of the God!-divinely tall, and more divinely fair. RAFAELIA GALASIO Business School She'll he a :tar in rorneonek rky. ANN GALIETTA Business Alway: complaining-hut we :till lore her. SYLVIA GELLMAN Art School Where there'1 noife, there'J Sylvia. ANNA GERMAN Brooklyn College Small in Jtature, yet large in witg When it come: to hrillianre, Anna has it. EVELYN GIBER Business She figures well. BERNICE GLASS Business School She'J never found the companion that was ax companionahle af Jolitude. PHYLLIS E. GOLDSMITH College She comer from Jtork that is preferred. EDITH GORENSTEIN Brooklyn College Simple mannerr, :harming smile, Make knowing Edith well worth while. MILDRED E. GRAZETTE Brooklyn College Not a Jtep o'er the hound: of modeftyf' MARION GREISCH Nurses Training Her voire ir low and rweetly meek, For a Girlr' High Jtudent that'.r unique. MARGARET GRIFFIN Business One of the fairer! in the land. SELMA HAFT Business College Seven day: with Selrna mahei one weak. ATHENA HANJOGLU City College A little bundle of perronality. CHARLOTTE HARRIS Nurses Training Not much talk, but great, xweet, lova- ble rilence. RUBY HEGLAR Hampton Institute A fugitive from a haiket of fruit- a peach. BEVERLY HELLER Brooklyn College Whatever :he find: worth doing at all, the fndr worth doing well. . NATALIE HERTZBERG City College The Great Mouthpiece. VIRGINIA HERTZING Business Quiet at a mouse-in a paper hog. ROSALYN HEYMAN College Amazing! She alwayr doe: her home- worh. , gn Q EVANGELINE HINDS Long Island University She has the dirporition of an angel. ADELAIDE HINES Brooklyn College Sweet as rugar, and just er refined. EVA HIRSCH College One of the Arima -cmtr. SONIA HIRSHKOWITZ College A willing :mile and a ready la endear: her to everyone. IRENE HOGAN Business ln rrhool, quietf outside, 4 riot. CYNTHIA HOLLOWAY Business The pleaiure har been ours. BEVERLY HOSTEN Hunter College Girlr like her are rare jewelr. FRANCES HOWARD Business ugh Brightnexr and gaiety in her eye:- If we .raw her unhappy, 'twould rurprire. hen PEARL HOWE Nurses Training Knowing Pearl har heen great fun. LILY HUDSON Business A hufinerr woman rhe'r determined to he, But she'll give that up for a hand- some he. THELMA HUNT Business She'J the .fweetert girl in town. JOYCE JACKMAN Nurses Training The right hind-very refned. MARGUERITE F. JOHNSON College A quiet lar:-the pride of the flair. THELMA JOHNSON Business Everything niee-and even nirer. IRENE JOHNSTONE Modeling School john Powerr, here I rome! ODELL JUDKINS Pratt Institute Talented fngerr and difporition Jweet, Someday 5he'll have the world at her feet. GLORIA KAMER Business She'.r on the road to ruceeff. Ah, men! MARION KANE Brooklyn College Shy, and oh! so neat, We all agree rhe'.r very rweet. SHIRLEY F. KAPNER City College Her liahilitief are few, her axyetr greatg To he a hoohheeper ir her rpeeial fate. ETHEL KARSTENSEN Business When you meet her, you're .worry you didn't meet her sooner. MILDRED KAUFMAN Business Mildred and :harm go arm in arm. DORIS KEHOE Business Quiet and petite-yet :he': worth her weight in dianzondf. MARGARET KELLY Business You are Jo rhy-why, oh why? MARGARET T. KELLY Mary Immaculate Nurses Training A good rport- The right rort. ANNA E. KENDALL Business Stay as sweet as you are. WILMA KENNEDY Hampton Institute Don't measure brains by size, She may be small, but she's very wise. MARY A. KNAPP Long Island University Though small in stature, She's got a swell nature. LOUISE KOBAK Brooklyn College With charm and wisdom she's always been blessed, And in pretty clothes she's always dressed. ALICE KOENIG Business As dependable as a war bond. ETI-IEL KRONISH Kings County Nurses Trainin She wishes she were born rici instead of beautiful. RUTH KUDYSH Business Ambition has no rest. EMMA M. KUHR Business and Evening College A quiet miss though she may seem, Outside of school, she's a scream. RITA K. LAFF Business What a de-icer- She :ouldn't be nicer. KATHLEEN LANE Business johnny Doughby should have looked for his rose in G. H. S. MARION LA'I'I'Y Lincoln Nurses Training Where did you get those eyes? JOSEPHINE LAVEGLIA Art School Big trees from little atoms grow. ELNER W. LEE Pittsburgh Art Institute A rare treasure in a commonplace world. SYLVIA T. LEIBOVVITZ. College Who is Sylvia? What is she? Zi girl dependable and sweet as can e. SHIRLEY LEVINE Business Quite a combination: calm and neat, this and sweet. MARCIA LEVINSKY City College Quiet, yes, but, ah, me! is she really as quiet as she seems to e? VIOLET LEZAK Business A good .rteno she'll .romeday he, Ar any hon of her: will see. GLORIA LIPP Kings County Nurses Training A mighty Jweet gal. INA LORD Business College AJ neat as a pin, and at serviceable. VIOLA LORETO Business Like Cicero-talkative. CLARA B. LOWE Business College Her dignity is admirable. MARIE MACCI-IIAROLI Business Short and nite, With a daxh of spice. THERESA MACKOWSKI Business She pleaxes when dixtant, hut when near, :he charms. VIVIAN MAGGIO Business IJn't .rhe pretty P DORIS MAI-IAN Business It's alwayx been so hard to find. A modern min quite so refned. BARBARA MANNHART Business Though quite small, a friend to all. LORETTA MARINO Pratt Institute Sparkling eye: and twinkling toef. Account for Lorettffr many heaux ELIZABETH A. MARKS College A good difpofition if the gift of nature. ANTOINETTE MASTRANDREA Brooklyn College If there a talent scout in the house? HELEN MCAVOY Business School The verdict of the clan-Jhe'J O. KJ MARGARET MCCARTHY Brooklyn College A girl with pep, vim, and fire- The tort of girl we all admire. MABLE MCCLEAN College A girl of her .fort Makes a jolly good sport. CATHERINE MCCORMACK Business In Jchool, ou'd think the wa.: quiet- but, oh, whyen that dixrnixxal bell ringx! DORIS MCNALLY College The true .foul of harmony. MONYA MELNICK Business A quiet riot. BETTY MEYERS Business Mark this redhead well-her teachers do. EVELYN MICHEL Business The blonde bomber. IRENE MILIUS Business When johnny comer marching home again, won't the be happy! NORMA MILSTEIN Brooklyn College A charming manner, a winning air,' A lovely person--intelligence rare. NORMA E. MITTASCH Paine Hall Like Her.fhey'.r chocolate-sweet and mellow. CLAIRE MOLINEAUX Long Island University She liver in a world all her own. LILLIAN G. MORRA Long Island University Cute and clever, naughty never. Well, hardly ever. BEVERLY MOSCARELLO Business just ask to .ree her boy friend? picture. ROSE MUSCHERA Business Napoleonfr joxephine wax not at pretty as Rose. SOPHIA R. MYSZAK Business She bubble: like a gla.r.r of champagne. FRANCES NADELMAN Brooklyn College To Brooklyn, to quench a college thirst- That i.r, if .rhe doe.rn't get married first. GERTRUDE NESTEL Business A tidal wave of charm that no buoy can reritt. ANNETTE NEUFELD Brooklyn College Very bright, ver clever, May girl: like lier go on forever. FANNIE NEUFELD Brooklyn College The gorgeotu hurry. MARY NEUGEBAUER Business When ,rhe hrzorhr on the door of ambition, it will open to Jufreu. PAULINE F. NIXON Lincoln Nurses Training AJ merry ax the day if long. IRENE NODA College Too nice a girl to hnorh. MARGARET M. O'DONNELL Business School If silence if golden, ther: Margarefx hoarding. MARY O'MALLEY Business and Evening College Flarhing dark eyef, a beautiful smiley Come meet our Mary, it will he worth while. EVELYN OLSEN Business School Shorty lover the Jailor hoyx, And rlaimx that theyre the real MeCoyJ. PRISCILLA OWENS Business Priuyi a peach! ANGELINA L. PALMINTERI Business The nirext girl in the Ilan. CAVRIL PAYNE Lincoln Nurses Training Cavril doti' the i in activity. ESTHER PAZORNIK Business With her heauty and her grace, Either eould take an angel? plate. GEORGETTA PENNER Federal Art School Pudgy if the girl for uf, On our lift of friendx :he if a mum SARAH PERCHIKOFF Business A red-headed angel. ESTELLE PERITZ City College She'5 muxirally inelined-always mme! in ringing a new him. GLADYS A. PETERSON Business School Sport: to Gladyf are load! of fun, AJ an athlete, Jhe'.r bright as the sun. JOSEPHINE PIACENTINO Business A gem of pureft ray Jerene. ROSALIE M. POLIZZOTTO Business The wind will blow the leaves away, But Rosalie's charm will always stay. SHIRLEY POTASH Business Knowing her has been one of the best experiences of high school. RUTH PROSHOFSKY Brooklyn College A little work never hurt anybody, but why take chances? EDITH QUACKENBUSH Business One of our favorite rays of sunshine. RUTH RATNER Brooklyn College If good nature were roses, she'd be a bouquet. CARMELA M. RAYMOND Business She's the very pink of courtesy. DORIS M. RAYNIS Brookl n College Your fliiendship, Doris, made us gladf Yogfze one of the swellest pals we a . LUCILLE N. REICHART Brooklyn College So I said to my assistant, H. I. Mor- genthau . . . EMMA G. REICHE Nurses Training like a mint julep: tall, cool, and re- freshing. NORMA REICHENBACH Business Sorry, girls, no use knocking- Norrna does nothing shocking. ELEANOR A. ROACHFORD College What thoughts must lurk behind those grey eyes? ALZADA ROLLINS Business K She, too, can be unhappy, but wive never seen her that way. GENEVA ROLLINS Business ?9he's a srnart girl-loves many, trusts ew. SHIRLEY T. ROSENBERG City College With hair of black and eyes of brown, She'd make a hit in any town. ANTOINETTE ROSSO College Always jolly and full of fun, She has a bright smile for everyone. LILLIAN ROTH Business School Gentle, fine, demureg Someone you'll adore. JUDITH RUBIN City College lf the could be turned into a gem, Jhe'd be beyond priee. RITA SAIMAN Brooklyn College V So I Jaid to Einstein . . HELEN SALES New York University Talk, talk, and more talk. SASSA SANTOS Business 0 U Hmm-rn-m-another beautiful girl. ELRITA SARGENT Pratt Institute She itep: lively. ROSE SCHLOTTERBECK Business Tall, blonde, and likeable. ELAINE SCHNEIDER City College What goet on beneath that rexerved, calm exterior? CHARLOTTE SCHREIBER Paine Hall The spice of life, the salt of earth, Are nothing compared to what this worth. LENORE SCHULMAN Business School She'.v a good hid-but not too good. MIRIAM SCHULMAN Business We'll remember you of a linh in our rhain of friendfhip. PAULINE SCHUMANN Business AJ nice a blonde at you could ever hope to find. JEWEL SCHWARTZ Nurses Training She wantf to be a nurJe,' here'J hop- ing the never lore: her patience. LOUISE SCHWERT College A heart of gold and a :hararter just at valuable. MILDRED SCOTT Brooklyn College Girlx lihe her are rare and few, Helpful, rharming, and pleaiing, too. VIOLET SEALY Brooklyn College Quiet and petite, as shy at the it Jweet. SYDELL S. SELIGMAN College Nature made her at :he should, Not too bad, and not too good. SUFHII: Business SLMADHISU Blonde and neat- Always sweet. El.AlNE Brooklyn Neatness NORMA Business Shy and SHERVINGTON College and sweetness-mmp.'ezeness SICA sweel, a pleasure lo meet. MARY SILVA Business Smiling, cheerful, always dependable, Nothing about her thnfs not rom- mendahle. REA SKOLNICK Business and Evening College A ronslunt wil, u ronslant smile, A girl for whom we'd walk a mile. DOROTHY SLAVITSKY Business Her handsome smile nm he seen for many a mile. CELIA B. SLOBOTKIN Long Island University Her serious face hides 41 merriment. ANITA SLOVES Business When it romes lo clolhes, Anita knows. universe of rnnzu. aivuu-1 Lincoln Nurses Training A pearl of grea! price. ESTHER SNARSKY Business , 11's the gypsy in me. LORALEE SPIVEY Business Harm never romes to those who have been silent. MARY STANKIEWICZ Nurses Training She lives in the rrowds of jollity. EILEEN STANTON College She doesrft want to sei the world on pre- She wanzs lo hlow it up. BERNICE STEIN Brooklyn College A faithful idenlisl--u Dodger fan. MARY STEIN Business Never Moss, never sad, The type tha! always makes you glad. RUTH STROBER Business Lihe the magazine, she's a lfue Com- p::nion. uU1.U1u:a SWAN Hampton Institute Most Zeople have five senses, hut Do- lores as one more: a sense of humor. FRANCES SYDNOR Brooklyn College Girls' High's Loss, Broohlyn's gain. WANDA SZWECH Business We have found it-a heautiful girl with hrains. MARIA TALLARICO Business School One of the flowers from the enchanted garden. CATHERINE V. TAYLOR Mary Immaculate Nurses Training Coppery hair, a face fair. ESTHER TAYLOR Medical School A rich gem, simply set. AGNES TELFORD Brooklyn College Where Agnes is, one can't he glum, Because she is so full of fun. RUTH TEMPRO College Good cheer and frendly smile Make her really worth while. IIIJDLD 1I1KILVl-flu, Business ' Please stay the way you are, forever and ever. DAISY THOMPSON College When Daisy enters a room, Gloom usually leaves. JULIA TISI Nurses Training Friendly and charming, always at ease ,' . ..... julia's the girl who's hound to please. MARIE T. TOMPKINS Business Gray eyes and blonde hair, Make, forher, a wonderful pair. ROSINA TONGE Business Ruhinof has nothing on her. DOROTHY TRAPANI Nurses Training Always huoyant, always gay, Dorothy laughs her cares away. FRANCES M. TURANT Business School A good student, and a hetter pal. EVELYN TURNIPSEED Business School just plain cute. ..v..... ... ... vni, ..... . Business I Gay, but not giddy. ALDONA VALAITIS Long Island University Well liked and 1fery clever, Pleaxe remain that way forever. JOSEPHINE VANDERHANS Business Ark Pauline Srhumann. MILDRED VANNIER Business A Jweet, petite bundle of femininity. MARIA GILORAMA VENEZIA Business - I Reading, writing, and flirting. CARMEN VILA Business School Here'r to our favorite dark-eyed Jeno- rltd l IDA H. VITOLO Business Arhet to ather, dutt to durt, Without Ida, our :lan would he rutt. GRACE VULPI Business School Sue may not have light brown hair, But all the Jweetneu it there. Brooklyn College Bernice, we ean't .rpell fun without u in it. CECILE WARFMAN Brooklyn College Alwayr bubbling and gushing with wm, Many male heartf rheir ture to win. EUNICE T. WARREN Brooklyn College When fun i.r involved, .rhe'.r ready, willing, and able. LILLIAN WEINSTEIN Nurses Training Simple and true, We need more like you. CLAIRE S. WEITZNER College or Business Alert, efficient, nice to know. W'e really hate to Jee her go. NATALIE R. WELTZ Business Natalie'J tall and Natalie'J Jweet, She'll make .rome rnan'J life complete. EMMA WHITTINGHAM Lincoln Nurses Training She'll make a wonderful nurre. BESSIE WILLIAMS Business A quiet but forceful manner will get thi: min whatever she wants. DAISY R. WILLIAMS Business School just the right mixture of gravity jollity. RUBY WILLIAMS Lincoln Nurses Training Nite people are born, not made. ELMA WILSON Business School Sl1e'll oblige you, even if it burn. DOROTHY YOST Pratt Institute Tall and mately and well attired, Here'.r a girl to be admired. and CAMERA SHY ANN MARIE BONANNO DOROTHY CATHERS ANITA GARVIN ALICE GLOVER SHIRLEY LEVINSON MURIEL MCWEENEY THERESA VONA CORINNE WELCH DIANA P. ZANGANAS Business School S6815 jolly, friendly, Jbe'J a prizeg Sbe'.f alxo ob! ro very wire! CELIA ZARNOWITZ Nurses Training Hirtory date: are .fo ronfufing, Outside date! are more amusing. LILLIAN ZELDIN Business School Ha: all the qualitiex necesrary, To make a perfect secretary. MARCIA ZIPKIN Business Gay and full of fun-we need more like ber. Gallant Three Hundred CONSTANCE BLACK, 8 THOUGH our hairs aren't gray and our teeth are intact, we three hundred females are the oldest members of' our dear old institution. Apart from the leamed pedagogues, we are the wisest and most experienced veterans of the Girls' High School of Brooklyn. We are Seniors! And just as fond Memories and Reminiscences ac- company old age, so do they accompany high school Seniors. As we sit and view our Future, our Past parades before our eyes, and we feel very sage indeed as we remember . . . The way we entered the old red building, expecting to be plagued by the fearful seniors of the day. We looked forward to being sold elevator and shower passes. The way we rejoiced when we heard that Boys' High was to be joined with Girls' High, little knowing that this was only the Record's stand- ard joke for its April Fool issue. How we lived, ate, and slept the gone-but-not-forgotten Stunts! Our third term stunt was a very sweet and freshmanlike production of Easter Bunnies and the Rabbit Strike. Of course, we didn't even expect a prize, and so we got none. Our next and last stunt was the famous Maroon Tie Railroad Drama. Here at least we succeeded in obtaining honorable mention. That term we were clever fifth termers, and so the disappointed Maroon Tie Performers decided to revolt, and were brought back to normalcy only by the greatest exertions of our dear grade adviser-Miss Lindbom. The way we had an epidemic of dying grandmothers when the base- ball season came round, bringing with it Ladies' Day and the Pete Reiser- Pewee Reese combination. And when the pennant was won-ohhh! How we borrowed gym suits and bribed squad leaders to overlook the fact that our outfits looked as though they had been through a clothes wringer. And how three girls wore the same pair of sneakers. How we were taught to dance and how all the students seemed to be cursed with two left feet. How we entrapped three actors from Boys' High in the basement. How we howled and ran when we were discovered by these same God- sends in our gym suits. And finally how we became Royal Seniors! But at this stage we didn't stop having exciting incidents. The rush and excitement of pictures, the girls running pell-mell into room D, the thrilling presentation of Macbeth given in the darkened auditorium, our interesting classes with Dr. Crow, the standardized sailor knots, in our maroon ties, which caused many a girl to pursue a sailor in order to live up to the standard-all this made up our last term. The sum total of our high school experience and activities has made us what we are today-Seniors! 58 HEFFLEY BUBBLE! BUBBLE! 7-7 -There goes foil 5 -There goes Irouble S C H 0 0 L ' Homework is easy when you have a bubbly drink of Imslsrsnsn BY Ima BOARD or REGENTS K'R5CH 5 'I YOU' e'b0w' BUSINESS and ll. . 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