Houtzdale High School - Jack O Lantern Yearbook (Houtzdale, PA)

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.-- .- - -.al :--'---1 'i'Hii.igAoK o' LANTERN mg, g THE TAXI There are many, many taxis, 'lhe brown, the blue and the yellow But we prefer the red one Driven by Helen's fellow. At first it was a Chevrolet But it became to small Now she has an Oldsmobile That's big enough for all. 'When its raining torrents ' And we're feeling kind of blue, Then the taxi heaves in sight We all could love Earle too. One-day at time fordinner The car did not appear, ' Said Helen to the gang What's happened to my dear? Vacation come at last And all our troubles o'er A But we all weep to think That the taxi comes no more. i Before it was on school roads, A, car which sixsdid carry, Now takes a lane that's shady, Where only two do tarry. -Catherine Boulton '2 P THE CALL Hear the sound of trumpet, List the beat of drum, Calling each to service Till the mighty deed is done. Can you stand and listen? Can you hush the call? Ever onward, go to struggle, God will watch us all. There He stands amid the heavens His arms, they beckon still, X Rise, go, and conquer, Sh-ow your might of will. Now the fight is over, Death has claimed us all, But we died in service, What glory, we answered every ' lcall. We gaze upon the future, Judging each, his man, Hoping HE will serve and serve, As we know He really can. -George Dickey S. MY MOTTO Though my name is not Pollyanna And I don't find a joy in each care, I think I would rather be smiling Than wearing a look of despair. I shall try to be happy and cheerful Instead of gloomy and sad . And I think I shall find after all That this old life's not so bad. -Eleanor Pidgeon, '29. I ,1e-:Eff?Ss- NIGHT Mystic night, to thee I sing Weaver of a thousand spells, Fond enchantment thou dost fling Over hills and over dells. Paragon of loveliness, ' What rare music thou dost hear! --44 ' v . -zu.. if ,iv 5.5, -.af r -'-A Night divine I must confess, There is magic in thy air. Gentle breezes blown fromheaven Breathe a message from afar, Words of hope to mortals given Guidance from a radiant star. What sweet perfumes thou dost fwaft Night, thou goddess fair and free! Thou dost bear men's souls aloft, Into higher realms with thee. Ah, enchantress,time is fleeting, Soon must dawn another day, But with thee I'll have a meeting When the daylight fades away. -Dorothy Pidgeon '26 .P-, ,,,. -

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l . Wqwjgw - W.,V 'M THE JACK O' LANTERN a N She would find the picture and she would sell it. On the second day of her search she had discovered the picture ir' a linen case back of a huge desk in the studio. George continued to im prove and on the following' day she left Mrs. Moreiarty. to care for him and with the picture under her arm she set out to find- a purchaser. She was a lttle timid on approaching the first prospect-because the picturr which Dr. Chase had first seen her,her eyes were painted as only one who loved her could paint them. on the bottom of the picture George had painted, My Pretty Flapper Wife. From prospect to prospect Carrol carried the picture, for all of the purchasers believed her to be a student painter refused to think ofpur- chasing the picture, and would not allow her to show them the picture. She had given up in despair. Hope seemed to have flown to someedis- tant land, Her head ached and as she started home heartsick the large black print of the landlord's letter mocked her. Was she dreaming, did she not hear someone say, Carrol, Mrs. Dane? I It was Harold McDonald. He had accompanied Monsieur Jadson and Senor Schuyler to America to be present at the Art Convention which was to open the following day. Upon hearing of the illness of his former classmate and of Carrol's present mission he persuaded her to have tea with him at the Rose Garden. During the course of the tea he was afforded ample time to persuade Carrol that George's picture must be entered in the Artist Prize Contest which was to open the Con- vention. Harold had seen many of his friend's pictures and had taken for granted that this picture was worthy to be entered in the contest. If however, the slightest doubt had entered his mind, it faded entirely up- on seeing the picture My Pretty' Flapper Wife. When the winner was made public the following day Carrol's pic- ture-of course George had won the prize-appeared in all of the papers throughout the world, with the title, My Pretty Flapper Wifef' on the Headlines. A check for Ten Thousand had been sent to the small apartment: the landlord had been paid, the remainder of thec heck had been deposited in the bank and now George was resting quietly and had reached the second lap toward recovery. ' - Carrol was aroused from her recollections by thin white hands which pressed hers. She looked dowwn and smiled as George's lips formed four words which had become very dear to her, My Pretty Fl W'f . A - apper 1 e -MARCELLA CHAPLIN '26 W '--434-- -if. , l'13EI.q-' . f ,-,I . Y , F ' :sv 2 A ,

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W. I -u gg THE JACK o' LANTERN g y THE MESSAGE I love to sit on a 'summer night - And list to the gentle breeze, As laden with poignant sweetness it blows And rustles the leaves of the trees. It wafts me a message from heaven itself, A strain of delight from each star, Seek Beauty, it says and it's music divine Is borne to regions afar. Seek Beauty, the words echo long in my mind As lingers a lovely refrain, And I long to search for that heavenly gift, Without which all life is in vain. But I need not go far to attain my ideal It glows in the stars overhead, It lives all about, beneath every cloud, 'Tis the beacon by which souls are led. ' -Dorothy Pidgeon '26 pf! X K . N ff WHEN WE WERE FRESHIES When we were Freshies we didn't scoff At respect for Seniors, Juniors and Sophsg We stood in constant dread of the Profs, When we were Freshies. We studied our lessons and yelled for our team And held our elders in highest esteemg A' Of all fine classes we were the cream, When we were Freshies. But the Freshies now nev r make a fussy They never dream of re pe ing' usg Things aren't just like t y used to lwvas When we were Freshies. X -Dorothy Pidgeon '26 ,f -45.- X I ANN. ' l-,Na v' - --In . u A . ,i