Hillsdale School - Telescope Yearbook (Cincinnati, OH)

Text from Pages 1 - 72 of the 1958 volume:

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McDaniel for their assistance in the production of this hook. Senior photographs and group pictures by Carl Carlson Printed by the Taylor Publishing Company Dedication The blast of a whistle brings a sudden silence as a slender figure clad in white races down the hockey field to call a foul during a spirited Green-Gold game. This is a familiar scene here at Hillsdale; so familiar, in fact, that we often forget how much of the skill, good sportsmanship. and just plain fun that make up a hockey game is the result of the effort and personality of that slender figure in white, Miss Brestel. Of course her boundless patience in teaching us techniques, her skill and good judg ment in umpiring our gamea and her warm congratulations for the winning team and equally warm encouragement for the losers are not limited to hockey; for in every sport here at school she is a model of good sportsmanship and athletic ability. Nor is her influence confined to sports. At Christmas-time she was dubbed clMiss Miracle Play? and Well she deserves that title! Without her, how could we have had sword dancers to entertain the manor guests, or lords and ladies to give an atmosphere of Medieval pomp and elegance? And how could we have enjoyed the heavenly lighting effects she gave us during the presentation of the Miracle? How indeed couid we have put the play together at all?! Sports, gym, and dance instructor7 co-ordiuator 0f the Miracle Play, teacher of Hygieneithese are only a few of the Vital roles which she plays in the life of our school. Because she has given so much of herself in performing these tasks 50 well and because she has been not only a teacher but also a friend to us, we, the Class of 1958, dedicate our annual to Miss Carol Brestel. QLLV- CL '! I. 5 ;'Cl u 7.. a..- 2 g 33,.CIA J. ,' Limaa. f T; C. j- C -' C H -t . -- t k; -..,';'p.- - L 1': Lg, ' 3 .'. 4 . ' ULJL C..- . C ' K, Q J... 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Dobbs girl . . . WEI right, BE nasty!77 the return of the native. BETTY BURLINGHAM ANDREWS quaint expressions . . . : Cuz, . . . such a pretty sneeze . . . white convertible . . . We1l. ladies . . f, . . . Kong cigarette holder. JOAN BIDWELL BARRETT dark bear , . . . hates movies . . . SILENCE REICNS . . . long has, ketball shots . . . ' Westward HOW . . . Sinneru do you believe? yr, JULIA ANN BAUER YEA! . . . Caesar haircut ;Wake up. little Susie . . . have camera, will travel . . . : I'his whole committee is for the birdsw . that tiny lithp. ELIZABETH CARRUTHERS BENEDICT Bene . . . the natives are restless . . . Who wants my cookie'.PH . . . often a bridesmaid . . . Stars in her eyes . . . long striped flannels. BRENDA BLATZ engineer . . . Cameo complexion A . . B.O.A. . . . Oh, CLAIREP, V . . gentle voice . . . our budding journalist. ESTHER GUDGER BOOE Ailft . . . pride of Dixie . . . Duke . . The mountains are full of aem!w . . . ballads . . lovely high notes. JANE CLARK BOSWORTH Manfselle Bossy . . . PEP . . . uN0 dessert have to make an an- nouncementlgs . . CCDS. freckles and smiles . . . LLOIL I think thatss TERRIBLE13 the Maine woods . . . Allie, may I borrow . . .1, . . . I GO POGO . . . beautiful blue sweater WJpen large mouth, insert larger footu . . . wel1, all right. LAURA ANNE CLARK Executive Committee . . . Clar1-cie,7 . . . Chathamas pride . . . Still waters run deep . . . cornsilk hair . . Laura Dr Anne, that is the question. qWe got my love to keep me warm that ,s why Pm freezingijn,7 Windex in the senior room . . . GTherejll be a slight drizzle todaf7 . . . Marshal Committee . . . 4:00 rush . . . I,m On a dietP, CLAIRE FRIEDMAN acrobat . . . Brend, WHY do you have to be so scientific?, midget pony tail . . . big sweaters minus collars . . la miserable . . . changing partners. FRANCES GRAHAM BARBER Canadian accent . . , Huh? a . . . Goldie7s sweetheart . . . bagpipers . . . Another murder in the neigh- borhoodj, . . natural curls. 20 BARBARA HILL efficiency plus . . . knitting needles . . perennial suntan . . . Fear nut. fur behold. I sang Panis last year!w . . Collin? . . . ambitinu: in make a smali atomiv bomb. 2l 22 JANET MARCH KEYS beautiful blush . . . That brother of mine?3 . . . C.E.C. . . . Mona Lisa . . . decoration committees . . . uBut I WANNA curl my hair!35 HHBy, Redw . . . cute profile . . . long involved English papers . . , H belong to the Left Bank' . . . sophistication . . . infectious laugh. 23 CARLA KRUG NEWSTEDT secret admirer . . . eyebrow pencil . . . How tall is 116?,5 . . . front row center . . . Manchester drum- mer . . . noisy duals. 24 long green fingernails . . . Clover pal . . . 011, for Petek sakeV, . . . hockey whiz . . . pillar of the sec- ond soprano section . . . house mother. 25 heavily hand . . . Adam takes . Ave. 26 MARGARET HOWARD weighed third finger left . . . HPeggy SueH . . . . long locks . . extra rib borrowed from . re- . Dana SADLER MARGARET ALLEN SIMPSON that giggle! . . . sheath figure . , , EGimp,5 . . . hair twirler . . . leader of the correctives line . . . the race is 011 E 27 28 FRANCES PUTNAM STILWELL concentrating scowl A . . WSOHy Pete!n . . A great crusader unofficial pet shop owner Mlle. Encore-bien , . . Sitwell. CYNTHIA delight of the French table . 'Mon Dieul . . . bundle of energy . . . letters . . . cheerleader . . . hVlait. Lee. wait I 77 TERRILL 29 WENDY HAMLEN THOMSEN the Geat . . . cookies in the mail . . . history whiz . . . N.Y.C. . . . light If bright . . . Wendy-belle. 30 Prophecy After June 10 all the starfish will swim away from this school to explore the far expanses of the ocean on their own. We were curious to know what is to become of them when they have left, so we asked Neptune to project us into the year 1968. Looking westward We see Joanie running a mission on an Indian reservation in New Mexico. She has just returned from a visit with Elinor, who is living peacefully FM in her Mexican hacienda. Even farther south, Betsy A. is roaming the South Sea Islands, paintbrush in mouth. But what is that light out Hollywood way? Why, itls a theater marquee announcing a new technicolor extravaganza starring Laura, Cecil B. DeMille,s newest star! Heading east along the Gulf of Mexico we hear a blue note and a familiar voice . none other than Cindy, torch singer in a smoky cabaret on Basin Street. Passing over Florida We find Bobbie basking in the sun, warm at last. Then 11p to North Carolina, where we run into Boos, who is dashing around Duke armed with a stetho- scope and hypodermic. We now travel north to Cincinnati, where the first sight to greet our eyes is a poster announcing a meeting of the Council on World Affairs, the presiclent of which is Janet, of course. We then catch sight of Allie, busy doing double duty as a doctor and mother of triplets. She tells us she is living next door to Susie B., who in her own words is tibusy doing nothing? We also find Ann raising her own football team, and Diddy, an acting crusader for minority causes. Reading a newspaper we are surprised to see that Sallie has been chosen as a model for the American Dairy Association and that the gowns she will wear are designed by Peggy. There is also an advertisement for a new reducing salon, Splinterella, run by Margie. And what is this notice on the society page? Why, Lee has been named clubwoman of the year! Our next stop is Chicago, where we visit Francie, head librarian at the Newberry Library; and then on to New York. Who should we meet here but Claire, now a famous psychiatrist. She tells us that Brenda is here too, busily constructing another Galloping Gertie. We flick on the radio and hear, to our amazement, Janie, chief an- nouncer for the Voice of AmErica. A moment later we spy Wendy arguing vehemently with Ernest Hemingway about the meaning of life. We interrupt and ask her about the rest of the starfish, and she replies, nI lost track of Betty on her last trip around the world, but I believe the others are across the Atlantic? So we hop a steamer and are pleased to find that Carla is a fellow passenger. She is commuting between the sunny South and foggy Englandt At last in Europe we visit Paris, where Susie L. is the toast of Montmartre intellectual circles. Then on we go to our last stop, deep in the heart of Africa, where Betsy B. is negotiating a treaty between the Mau-Mau and the Ubangi. This completes our journey into the future, and we ask Neptune to return us to 1958. The years ahead certainly look exciting, and we join with Neptune in wishing all the starfish luck and happinesa as they swim away to destinations all over the globe. 3l ior Snaps Sen Class Will Lee leaves Mr. Lovett some problems to go with his solutions. Elinor leaves Spanish III to Miss Noble. Betsy A. leaves. Cuz leaves her eyelash curler to whoever would like to fix it. Joanie leaves stuff in the pound. Susie B. leaves to HWake Up Little Susie9 lHarrisonl. Betsy B. leaves on the first boat for Africa. Brenda leaves her B.OiA. pin to Betsy Hastie. Booe leaves her Southern heritage to anyone with courage enough to stand up to llDixieP B05 leaves her freckles to Pat Wilson. Allie leaves her Kleenex to anyone who is willing to hand it out. Lolly leaves the lunch lists to Tina Sutphin, Marilyn Woods, and Sissy Hauser. Driz leaves her recess bottle of milk to Mademoiselle. Claire leaves her double joints to the jesters. Francie leaves for Pointe au Baril. Bobhie leaves a bottle of aspirin to next yeafs Annual Board. Janet leaves a half-credit in Art to anybody who Would like to wrestle with Mr. Lovett for it. Susie L. leaves the 9:00 rush to Tina Sutphin. Carla leaves her nDrag-in Wagoni, t0 Harriet Hummel. Rich leaves her blonde streak to Susan Lamson. Peggy leaves her long fingernails to Jean Fleischmann. Margie leaves her shortness to Margot Deupree. Diddy leaves wishing she didn,t have to. Cindy leaves her reckless ways behind her! Wendy leaves 20 pounds for good lshe hopesl. The Class of 1958 leaves still hunting for the liDovEs Necklace? 33 F acuity w: . MRS. RICHARD ATKINSON MISS CAROL BRESIEL 7 MISS MARTA CAVIEZE-L h EWGSTLEDD .. 1 -H : : , - ,r r- - . x7 J k ?:Cidl XSLKJ r Wis , : mssamm ' RT :I'O'H'N88N . , , - , L ' z xC ' L K : ;1 MISS FHIEDA LOTZE MLLE. DENISE MAUDUIT MRS. MADGE McDANIEL 34 MISS MARTHA NEU ?Wmix leRTER .; -L. x-whm xggxxxymx V, MISS'BETTY JEAN RUTHMEYER MES. ROBERT SCHAFFER MISS BARBARA SHEFFIELD MISS DORIS SHELLBERC MISS ALMA STANTON MISS MARY TWINING 1 MRS. BEATRICE WAGNER MRS. RAYMOND WETIZEL Vi? K414;- xhan L4 35 Kitchen and Maintenance Staff MRS. JOSEPH DAVIS MRS JOHN R. DINKEL MRS. JOSEPH EGBERS 1 , MRS. VICTOR E, PIKE MR. HAROLD YOUNG 36 38 Class E leven FRONT ROW: Kit Atkinson, Janet Hiestand, Jaqueline Arnold, NancY Donaldson, Bourque Wunsch, Eunice Hauser. Carol Vihvr, Natalie Griess. Muriel Richards, Emily Hauser, Marilyn Woods, Ann Lolslwich. Nancy Gay, Patricia Dwight, Marion Hastings, BACK ROW: Barbara SCiberL Joan Krchbicl, Janet Deuproe. Elizabeth Stewart, Harriet Hummel, Tina Sutphin, Barbcy Nyce. ABSENT: Susan Ritter. Class Ten BACK ROW: Louise Barnard, Betsy Dixun, Patricia Wilson, Patty Berger. Ann l'Iulhauser, Latanc leer, Crayce Ruchlman, Kaarcn Parker, Leslie Carothers MIDDLE ROW: Lynn Lawwill, Betsy Hastie, Peggy Hogan, Elizabeth Williams Barbara Watson, Heather Humphrey, Marcy Thompson. FRONT ROW: Susan Cram. Sally Snow, Ann Minnr, Louisa Egbert. Susan Harrison, Nannie Slct'r. Jean Deupree. ABSENT: Susan Dvupree, Jean Zinmwrmun. 39 ,0 I i 1,4 g $9 x - .CQ, :29 a u n, j V d m Cl N ' m x. , x a ass ,6 me 1 $ as a, 4 3 if 9? vi A 5 .7; 7; WA ? if an JEACK ROW: Cam! lunnilin. Kalhvr'ino Slilwvll. Cale Luckhurl. MargarPt Stewart. Lev anwurlh, 3, q Susan Lamsun. Sallie Crt'vnwahl. Claudia Gilmore. Patricia Weyrich, Cram Stmvarl. Ct'cilie Hamil- lon, Sandra Dodd, Margo! Druprr'v, Sarah Iiivsvnbvck. J J - o 1? - 41 W a MIDDLE ROW: Dnrnlhy thlL Panwla 'l'vrrill. Hully l'IvrsvhHlv. Sarah Taft, Margaret Higlr ,; ,7 lands. Grvlt'iu'n Uramllr. Suzmra Charm Junv Haniu. lera Simpson. Advic- Hwy. Juan '4? 5i? .. ' Flrischmann, Ex 7 ly .1, '7'! fry, FRONT ROW: Francvs Atkins. Marjnriv Harth. Sara OEKE-rlullman. Lynnv Giannvstras. Sydney a Q Arming. Sally Shepherd. Ellen Hlayor. .lmnnio Vilu'r. Sully Wan-jfun. , W 1; f; RABSENT: Elizahclh Wllitv. Sandra Ih'l-t'h. l y. K '3 K 1; i ,, 3 ':' a - $4 a X ' ; Q K: W I . 4' X . X J a f - 53 191 k 1 I y iv 5 4 ? n u. 5' y I 4, V J 5; W x N . 4w ' M ? w, i f d; 4': j '3 , A ' v i x J a v ' . 'y W ' c? 51 V 9' g: n a g; C '9 4; $ Ii W s g cm .. av , - a V J 3 N 5x; t g. v $ 1 . 4 : a u i! g? y w '3 3! J 123 r s x , k .53: 0;; ti i, g .4: W 33 Ki 3 9' 4 49 p f; 3n a m B m .. s r; J fr P5 L . L23 Jed: 'Wx.;;.;;..m-; Class .ELght .. .. ,2. , . KWQJI 3 .-' :91, BACK ROW: Ann Blackburn, Margaret Vogel, Cynthia Kasson, Louise Beltman, Patricia Gross, Barrie Bell, Bunnie Crudginglon, Arm Warrington, Susan Magw, Marshall Tucker, Jennifer Rowe. MIDDLE ROW: Barbara Banker, Kit Klinedinst, Mary Thayvr, Barbara Anderson, Pamela Lowry, Patricia Herr, Susan Burlingham, Mary Ella Mendenhall. Diana Seaman. Marion Field, Carol Crahili. FRONT ROW: Karen .Slugard, Bonnie Card, Paula Hamley. Karen Euskircllen. Cynthia Smysor, 2 I ,, Sally Swigert, SusaWoodward. ABSENT:g$alaaret;lgier.sy.w 2;:7 5';sz Mb W 0., :7 . A 2 4' .2: Maw mu. J 5.: 7 z; 17' MQ2 r : .. K'- X MAMK '7 Ir ,2. r, of', I,- .. . ,. z?! JV k 2' f f , 1 u . . . , . 2 A,.- w 2 g, 5, j '9 .' j. a '9 '5 72 7 2 V k gar, 2 21V 2 r. J I a ,-.7 ;;1 ; X ,f d A l. f - .. ,, . 211 .: C-J .. .x I . , 2 1 '7 'A , : x'L 5., ,2 H g .1- I . 4 J 3. F k :- ; :04 r I J 4' J . 42 - ....,f-.. '5; .1;.h' 'f' W. Class Seven BACK ROW: Elizabeth Lamson, Stella Williams, Candace Somerall, Ruth Upson, Melissa De- Vore, Sally Lea, Alison Badgell. Marianne Hussey, Harriet Stewart, Gayle Heckel, Catherine Gowdy. Ellen Rosenthal, Ann Dinsmore. MIDDLE ROW: Cynthia Dunlap Patricia Chace, Lynn Baxter, Jill Acomb, Margaret Hooker, Peggy Leyman. Miriam Crandle, Marcia Johnson, Meg Nichols, Judy Mason, Laurie McLean, Margaret Sherriil, Ann Early. FRONT ROW: Angela Romelf, Joanne Hoffman, Rosemary Taylor, Susan Jones, Rita Blaine, Shirley Wentworth. Robin Hortenstine, Elisabeth Ruehlman. ABSENT: Elizabeth Atkinson, Ellen Brooks. Lucinda Schaefer. 44 S tudent Council BACK ROW: Lynn Baxter, President Class 7; Elizabeth Atkinson, Vice President Class '2'; Ann Blackburn, President Class 8; Pamela Lowry, Vice President Class 8; Katherine Stilwell, President Class 9; Holly Herschede, Vice President Class 9; Latane Keeler, President Class 10; Barbara Watson, Vice President Class 10. FRONT ROW: Catherine Alkinson, President Class 11; Lee Adair, President Class 12; Wendy Thomsen, Vice President Class 12; Emily Hauscr, Vice President Class 11. I 7 M calm mun; 93 M M Athlenc Assocmtwn ?ow M I WW3 3Wo-D ww-uimwg 350-149 hm I GOW BACK ROW: Sally Lea, Class 7 Representative First Semester; Margot Denpree. Junior Green r d . Team Captain; Ann Ritchey, Green Team Captain; Joan Krehbiel, Ecrclary- reasurer; Jane M Bosworth, President; Francie Carher. Gold Team Captain; FranCc-s Atkins, Junior Gold Team h Captain; Harriet Stewart, Class 7 Reprcsultalive Firul Renwster. 5W m LN, FRONT OW: Nannie Steer. Class 10 Representati V Patricia Wilson. Class 10 Relmzsenlativo: PB 3 . m Carol Crabill, Class 8 Representative; Barbara Banker, Class 8 RLJprcwntalnu .. . . buy! - Gog! md. 0.30.5- Qedzs k9 W .wan CH Wag! WW4. $6:an WSMMM 'bw cunn- mum. punk, 5 W ha-bka 4oc25d-mu1 Mm-5ooc9 buck? Baud W$C5mw NJ mad AM' 8am. NW Annual Board Esllmr Boot: Businvss Managvr; Elizabeth Slmmrl, Junior Rvprt'sonlativv; Barbara HilL Editor- in-Chirf; Susan Leonard. Literary Editor; Susic Bauer, Photography Editor. ABSEN'I': Betsy Alexander, Art Editor. 46 ADVISOR Miss Shellberg CHAIRMAN Carla Newstedt Art Committee Community Projects ADVISOR Miss Godfrey CHAIRMAN Diddy Stilwell 47 ADVISOR Miss Johnson CHAIRMAN Janet Keys Current Events C lub Executive Committee ADVISOR Miss Neu CO-CHAIRMEN Betty Andrews Laura Clark 48 A DVI SOR M rs. DeCamp CO-CHAIRMEN Alison Chase Juan Barrett Service ADVISOR Miss Noble CHAIRMAN Elinor Adick 49 ADVISOR Miss Caviezel COvCHAIRMEN Sallie Drackett Betsy Benedict Marshal Committee Music Committee ADVISOH Mrs. Schaffor 50 ADVISOR Mrs. Lewis CO-CHAIRMEN Brenda Blatz Claire Friedman Newspaper Staff Office Committee ADVISOR Mrs. McDaniel CHAIRMAN Cindy Terrill 5i 52 Pins and Pans A few weeks after these group pictures were taken, an additional committee was formed under the leadership of Betsy Benedict and Joan Barrett. This was the RELIGION COMMITTEE, which now meets with ministers of different faiths for discussions on the various sects of Christianity. We regret that we are unable to include a photograph of Hillsdalek newest committee. ADVI SOR Miss Ruthmeyer CO-CHAIRMEN Margie Simpson Peggy Sadler Laurel Hockey Team 53 54 Allegory The delicate pink, blue, and gold flowers wavered gently in the soft breeze blowing over the mountain meadow; a babbling stream trickled peacefully over the multi-colored rocks; a tiny chipmunk was sunning itself on the top of a small rock; and the sun shone with its full glory and majesty, guarding over God,s world as .a mother fox lovingly tends her cubs. The steady drone of the stream and the soft rays of the sun put me in a tranquil, languid mood as I lay on my back dreamily gazing at the sky wh'11e munching happily on a dandelion stem. Yet, in spite of all the beauty, I sensed something was wrong; everything was too quiet, too peaceful, too still . . . Suddenly I understood what troubled me, as I watched a long, black, evil form glide across the ground, strike silently and effortlessly at the small chipmunk, devour it eagerly, and slither sluggishly away. What I had just witnessed brought me back to the stark reality of life. I had been too close to heaven; I had trespassed on forbidden territory. I grew up in these few min'utes as I came to understand that life is not an easy road; it is long and hard and full of brambles. BARBEY NYCE, Class 11 Joy The world is mine, ifs in my hande- T he sun, the trees, the sky, the land, The tossing sees, the burning Sande My joy overcomes me. My mighty domain reaches far and wide; I rule the stars and I rule the tide; My people bow down on every side, And yet Fm far below Thee. GAY LOCKHART, Classfg9 Concentration Camp How well do you concentrate? If you think you can concentrate well, do the following and see how long you keep believing it. Take your history book and a room resembling Grand Central Station or Wisconsin Avenue after Milwaukee won the World Series. Turn on a radio, television, or record player, whichever you prefer. Locate some hair-raising Rock ,nh R011, a political address, or an Evangelist who is giving a sermon. Let your trained tor untrainedI parakeet out of its cage, and poke the baby with a hat pin to make him cry. Keep the door open and make sure the telephone is out of reach. Sit in a hard-backed chair in the middle of the room. All this is important. Then, open your book and proceed to read through fifteen pages. When you finish, close the book and extract a sheet of paper out of your notebook. Write a short summary on your fifteen pages. If this resume makes sense, and if you know the chief exports of Phoenecia in the second millenia B.C., or what color coat Napoleon wore at the battle of Waterloo, YOU can concentrate. And if you can rattle off the five hit songs in Hatche- chubbee, Alabama, you are in that department. Did I hear anyone saying he can concentrate? SUSAN DEUPREE, Classlog. I galloped through a meadow, The wind came rushing by, M y pounding heart felt grand enough, To spread its wings and fly. Suddenly my mare slowed down, And stood with poised head, Not a muscle flinched as her eyes stared down, At the valley below me spread. It was the rarest sight indeed, F or below, as a flag unfurled, An. unsurpassing wonder lay, Just a fraction of GodIS world. There were trees of every color, Browns, reds of every hue, With yellow, gold and amber, Against a sky of blue. Fields were dotted here and there, Like squares in a piece of patchwork, And houses on the hillside stood, On its journey towards the sea. As I turned around toward home again, I knew that I had seen, A greater wonder of this world, Than I could ever dream. JANE HAMILL, ClassC.9 Daffodil Daffodil upon the hill, Thou livest in the sunshine still. But thy day will come for thee, When thou fadest beneath the tree. Closed for winter, shut away, Waiting for a glorious day, When thou openest up again, To let the beaming sunshine in. JANE HAMILL, C1as$9 55 lifiax m. thaw 58 A Fable Once, long, long ago, when men were men instead of used car salesmen, deep in the steaming shadows of the Great Black Jungle lived an elephant named Lloyd. He was a sophisticated, Cary Grant-type of elephant, and was known as ttLloyd, the Ladiesh Lothariof, His long, seHSuous trunk arched from between close-set, expressive red eyes. And Lloydhs underlip was boasted of all through the Great Black Jungle. It was muscular, full, and curved in a most charm- ing manner. Lloyd was beautiful, kind, and brave. Lloyd had faultless manners. Lloyd himself was faultless-well, almost. He had one personality defect; perhaps, under the circumstances, the worst he could have had. Lloyd had a chronic inferiority complex. Standing for hours under the lily vine on the banks of the River M00, Lloyd pondered his inferiority as an elephant. As he pondered and sighed, a large blue tear invariably stole down his trunk and flooded some innocent ant hill far below him. In one week Lloyd annihilated 562 Hive hundred and sixty-twoh ant hills. A state of emergency was declared. On the decision of the High Jungle Council, one warm Wednesday afternoon, Lloyd was banished to the shores of the Cold Ocean, where his tears could do no harm. tThis Wednesday afternoon was designated Blue and Purple Wednesday Afternoon, or Bruisy Wednesday. Annually, all activity is halted for one hour of silent mourningj Lloyd was never again heard of in the Great Black Forest, but years later, when men were beginning to become used car salesmen, word came by way of a horde of friendly locusts that the Bronx Zoo had acquired an elephant With the most beautiful underlip ever recorded in zoological history. He was :11 rather peculiar and melancholy creature, for he cried great blue tears all ay, Moral: Personality defects are damaging. Go to a good psychiatrist. ELIZABETH STEWART, Class 11 He never knew your blessings, God, And yet he thanked Thee still; His feet had never touched the sod And yet he had the will. H is world was dark and still as night, But he went on bended knee; And though he had no hearing or sight, He bowed down to worship Thee. GAY LOCKHART, C1asa09 60 The Wonder of Nature It was one of those typically beautiful July days as I stood on the end of a dock looking out over the clear, sky-blue water of Lake Michigan. A gentle breeze rustled through the trees and carved tiny ripples 011 the surface of the lake. Several hundred yards away two sailboats were racing neck and neck across the water with the brilliant sunshine reflecting off their glistening white hulls. It was the kind of day that makes any human being glad to be alive. Suddenly, far off in the distance appeared an ominous-looking mass of stormy, black clouds; and even as I watched, they scurried across the sky and soon had completely blotted out the sun. The pleasant breeze died and the water appeared like a sheet of glass, the color of lead. The sailboats hurried for shelter, but I remained5 transfixed by the panorama of Nature spread out before me. Within a matter of minutes a squallelike wind sprang up in the west, and huge angry breakers tumbled over one another, flattening out in a spray of foam and mist as they hit the shore. Here and there white caps formed on the crests of the waves, hardly discernible against the dull grey 0f the water. In a burst of wrath the Clouds pelted the earth with huge drops of rain, and the surface of the lake looked as though someone had poured millions of tiny pebbles from the heavens t0 the water below. Gradually the driving rain turned into a gentle drizzle, and the great mass of clouds dispersed, spreading a'sheet of grey across the sky. Still a bit in awe of the splendor that I had just witnessed, I turned back towards the house, eagerly anticipating the thought of curling up before a comforting, warm fire with an absorbing book. ANN RITCHEY, Classmz The Last Walls As I walk along the barren beach, letting the wet sand ooze between my toes, I see far away a cove, a haven where only the calm, quiet water flows. I walk absently, without feeling, toward this se- cluded ground, Where the howling wind becomes a far-away sound. There I can thinh and wash away All weary memories that come from day to clay. The wind lightly ruffles the crest of the water Like a young tender mother, caressing her daughter. The sky overhead is peaceful and serene, As if ruling her kingdom like a proud, gentle queen. I can see from my seat the earth all around, And the rich, darkened soil which lies on the ground. Now, as the sun sinks out of sight, Leaving behind its bright golden light, I close my eyes, heavy with sleep, And fall into a slumber ever so deep. Never again will I feel the wet sand; Never again will I see my proud land; For today was my last walk upon the white beach; Now with arms outstretched t0 Heavenis kingdom I reach. SALLY GREENWALD, ClassCD 62 6t0ne Nation Under God . As I grow older, more and more I become aware of the fact that our na- tion, or any nation, is not solely composed of many small families but that a nation is one big family in itself. While walking in a metropolitan city or just while riding a bus, so many types of people with different incentives can he seene-a doctor, newspaper boy, minister, the clerk in the drugstore, fac- tory worker, truck driver, policeman, nurse, secretary, actreSSeall of whom are members of one holy family. No, they may not know each other per- sonally, yet they admire and work for each other and each is dependent on the other for his various needs. Many times I have marveled at seeing a blind man sit on a crate at the street corner while he is selling newspapers; or seeing a policeman help an injured person from a wrecked automobile. Such humility was shown on the part of the blind man and such respect on the part of the policeman! Each individual seems to possess a God-given character that does willingly certain tasks which show homage to Him. Not only do people exist in this big holy family, but also something else of God,anature plays its part. Whether it be a scene of natural resource, or beauty, nature provides man with health, minerals, raw materials, and a variety of beauty. I can never forget some of the thrills and joys Iive ex- perienced in viewing different scenery: a rainbow-colored sunset over the horizon; in the West the jagged'red rock mountains jutting up over a white sandy desert; the quaint New England homesteads silhouetted against a burnished radiance of trees in autumn; and the hypnotic swelling and break- ing of ocean waves against rocks. Perhaps that is why the farmer has such an expression of pride on his Worn face when he is tilling the fields. He treasures the beauty and resources the land yields, but most of all he loves to make those things grow. Through love and admiration God 5 c1eations, natu1e and people, seem to be closely 1e1ated. That line ttOne nation unde1 Godh in the Pledge of Allegiance to the United States flag has a 1eal meaning. JOAN BARRETT, Classam Persuasion 9 1; 5 W G Cb I chuess what, Mom, I found a little toad- kgan WLLN . 'W He was laying out in the big dirt road. . 3 YW He looked so sad to be there all alone, u 3M t 4mm So, you know how it is, Mom, I brou ht hi Iz x ' i . , , r 1 l ' Wind then m the stream I found fgh m ome W1 I 1 $5 5 I givu ' a ls e I could take him back if you really wish, Jikwgc CW But that big old cafll get him, yd see, So I had to bring him home with me. em 'U JUL '9 d IIAnd not much later I found. a snake, 9 CLD 6k E Just a little baby, out near the Masonfs lake; bk: Cu-N'x ' 42A . 3 I And Iill build a cage for each of them. QR, .11, .34'125 r3 Mm tiAnd I ll take care of em, you know me; Qty; '3- :k: ' ' FKUW ah WKS- So I brought him home, too; keys just a gem, r'tM-t - W0 30 can I keep em, Mom, can I keep all three? VKOQJ CK CA Then Mom got in her only line, Q3? W $13k VVTLA-rt Quhm And said, aWell, son, I guess thatis fine? DOTTIE WEBB, Classg9 tUb-AJJ ?WDW :13wa M190! I C1. C31 Ti. 64 He,d finally found one: a blue-colored pencil. It was sticking out of the sharpener where someone had left it. But the condition of the sharpener was peculiar. The case around the double screws, which worked together to grind the pencil, had been entirely dislocated from the machine. All that was left were the screws, the handle, and the support which attached the instrument to the side of the book case. And the blue pencil. Obviously, its possessor had gone to find a waste basket into which the wood and lead shavings might drop. Quickly, before its real owner should return, the blue penciPs borrower se- cured himself a wide-mouthed flower vase which had been sitting on top of the hook case, and tossed its dried-up contents into the fireplace, then set the empty vase on the floor beneath the sharpener. He grasped the blue pencil in his left hand, the handle in his right, and commenced grinding. Shavings began to issue from between the two screws; the tan shavings 0f the wood first, he remarked, colored with tiny flecks' of light-blue paint, the hue 0f the peneiTs outside cover; so many infinite little splintersJohviously his fine blue pencil had never been used before; thus the lead was long in being reached. Soon the resistance lessened, the wooden protection to the lead having been penetrated. The movement of the handle retarded that he might grind carefully so as not to break the fragile point. He watched expectedly for the blue to replace the tan, the precious inside to show itself through the outside. The time was here. The lead squeezed out from between the screws. He stood transfixed by what was appearing before him, incredulous. Descending gleefully to the open jaws of the vase below were particles of red lead. DIDDY STILWELL Class 12 Peace Cray-blue waters Beat on the sandy shore Of a serene and peaceful island In the Caribbean Core. Endlex miles of beauty Surround this tranquil world, And on an ascending cliff F lies a flag secure and furled. Gulls full of grace and elegance Soar through the azure shy, Circling round this banner As they utter a piercing cry. The sand shifts so slightly As the whiSpering breezes cease. The sun slowly disappears, Leaving solitude and peace. MARGOT DEUPREE Classgg n Eu: Vulbooh An Into: MADE IAVLOR PUUlISHING COMPANY DALI As lles touanJ wagelwk ARCH