Ipswich High School - Tiger Yearbook (Ipswich, MA)

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But the next morning A buried crocus, A closed-in sky, Grey slush. Long stockings, A stiff, cold Robin. — Ruth Wilson NIGHT HAS A CLOCK OF HER OWN Night has a clock of her own With minutes of beech leaves and crickets’ wings And now and iKen a far-off owl’s cry; And the hours slither slowly away, in the darkness. But when morning approaches, Time leaps fast; For a raucus cock ' s crow Tells us at last. — Ruth Wilson 21

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written and rewritten, in my mind in the path of many a night’s ramble. We even travel back into the past where we are amused by humorous memories. But wherever we wander the path is danger- ous, for around each corner of a thought lurks a prickly worry. To avoid these rude fellows, my mind detours to thoughts of books — the most friendly paths of reflection. Thus I have found that lying awake is really delightful, for if I can. not sleep, I can at least “night”-dream. — Joyce Bousley CHOATE BRIDGE Low in the river bed the old man kneels To see his wrinkled image in the flow Of crinkling, blackish water-whirls below ; The stores are clustered at his head and heels.. How stiff and out-of-date he feels; His arching, aching back is bending low. What varied travel he’s supported, though. Hoofs, feet of Washington, and wheels. But even now when wider roads we need Than his so narrow back for modern pace E’en speedsters slacken reckless rate to heed The sturdy grandeur of his ancient face; He is our country’s patriarch alone Her oldest of arch bridges built of stone. — Ruth Wilson EALSE SPRING A crocus in March, Early March; Lifting its long neck our of the dead Grasses, Peering to see Endless, thrilling sky, A singing blue. Where once were bonds of white, A river flowing Black, black. Gurgling with joy in its throat; And one white seagull. Dazzling white Poised against liquid ebony. Green, green. The traces of grass in the field; Oh, sweet, sweet. The first Robin’s note; And bare, bare, Children ' s emancipated legs Jumping a rope; 20

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Graduation Essays OUR RELATIONS WITH LATIN AMERICA By Arthur F.. Morgan I N the midst of the chaotic world state and the harsh conflict of stub- born forces, it is comforting to note the peaceful, willing cooperation that dom- inates our Pan American Conferences and to learn that people have not for- gotten how to be friendly and kind with each other. This spirit of coop- eration has ' not sprung up overnight, but only by careful attention and tender nursing has it been cultivated. We must be on guard lest our newly-developed seedling be trampled by our old habits and trade methods. There is an urgent necessity to keep this seedling growing and multiplying so that our system of government may be firmly established. Our progress so far has been comparatively small; our Southern neighbors are hesitant and dubious in their relations with the United States, still remembering the “Yankee imperialism” and the “dollar diplomacy” that held such dominating sway over the markets in the latter part of the nineteenth century, and still mis- trusting as they comply. The foremost reason for promoting better relations with Latin America is the securing of more harmonious ac- cord and, ultimately, real and lasting peace. In each of the Pan American conferences a greater harmony has been shown: a true desire for peace has been the spur, urging a united effort to out- law war and aggression, substituting in their place arbitration and friendliness. In the fast-gathering clouds of war where all countries seek to strengthen themselves by alliances and buffer coun- tries, it is significant that we should try to make friends with the Latin Ameri- cans, to remain on a scale of equality with them. We need to make them feel that they are an integral part of our life and that their affairs arouse con- siderable concern in the United States. Now in this war-torn world, with ocean lanes and commercial ties smashed, we need urgently the economic cooperation of our Southern neighbors as well as sympathetic understanding. Our trade with Europe was shattered just as was Latin America’s. This fact should bring closer relations and greater dependence upon each other. Each country is confronted with the same problems — where to sell her products? where to find sources of raw material? how to develop these resources for future trade? Economic cooperation will never be attained unless we destroy the little nationalism that every coun- try, yes, even the United States, has so selfishly built up. Tariff barriers will 22