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

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For thee: the shimmering oi emercdds . . For thee: the coolness of the foam . . . For thee: the vocillorting ebb ond flow of the tides

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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

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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