John Adams High School - Clipper Yearbook (Ozone Park, NY)

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THE LATE TELEGRAM C I 0 by JESSE FUCIIS It was a beautiful June evening with a full moon and millions of stars all trying to shine at once. A boy and a girl were sitting on a bench in the shadowy campus of Winnemac University. A cloud of gloom seemed to have settled over the two of them. They had just realized that the coming graduation would part them for six months. I don't know what Pm going to do for six months while you're in school, Ted remarked bitterly, and to think, just a few weeks ago, I was looking forward to graduation. He stared gloomily into the night-the picture of dejection. Then, as afterthought, Are you sure that Miss Cleeves wonit take you into her school for ladies with your degree of education-then you could graduate with me and get a three year degree, instead of writing six months. Oh yes, answered Dot, equally as gloomy, She insists upon a four year degree for all her English instructors. I suppose I'll have to stay another six months. They sat there-he a handsome boy with a stubborn chin, she-a mere slip of a girl who needed someone 'With a stubborn chin to look after her. Well I might as well go in before I get into trouble-we won't accomplish anything by sitting here. You'll just have to wait some- where, until I finish my course and then we can get married, as we planned. Good night, Ted, Pm going. Ted remained sitting on the bench. He was thinking of the short time he had known Dot, of his great love for her, and of the coming grad- uation. At last, he roused himself from his reverie and started off-a slow wandering walk that beiitted a man who is going to his death. Ik' was wandering through the park bordering the campus. He thought of the classes he had suffered through that day-Prof. Kennedy's talk to them. The words of the professor of psychology came to him- 15

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A WORD TO THE PILOT .i-4 .1 .-la ' i. 1a . 4 v Marie L. Keller The rbor is behind us, and we are pointed for the open sea. The shallows reefs are left behind with the perils of the port. Although the r to open water was short compared with the voyage ahead, it was thr' ' because fraught with so many dangerous possibilities. Our ' o , ose steady hand has kept us to a safe, true course through the hom t s, now prepares to go over the side. The ship rides at anchor, the crew ma the rail. There she goes! With a wave of her hand, a happy, p on s ' n her face, a word to her oarsmen, she pulls away. But we are 1 sorry to see her go, so sorry, that even the roar of Up Anchor! give no immediate thrill. Through all our preliminary tn ailings, she has been with us. Her kindliness, her deep interest in our we , her words of cheer have sus- tained us. Through fair weather and fo , we w she was there to help usg through fog and storm, she steered , calm and sun- shine, she led us. A We are proud of the pang we feel in our leave ot soon shall we meet her like again. But the seas ahead hold no fe f r us, for we know that through them all, the spirit of our pilot, Marie . Keller, will be there at the helm. X THE SENIOR CLASS Joseph Buhler, Pres. 14

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I hope you realize, gentlemen, the full importance of the coming ex- amination in this subject. As you know, a failing mark will, in most cases, mean the withholding of your diploma, besides -Ted stopped short, shaking all over. Jiminy, why didn't I think of that before? He stopped short, his thoughts quickly taking shape in his mind. That's it. All I have to do is Hunk my psych. test and I stay another six months -with Dot. He raced toward his dormitory-he hadn't been as happy for weeks. He was as one lifted to the heights of bliss from the very depths of despair. He burst into his room singing. Tubby, his roommate, was there, plugging faithfully away for the coming exams. Say, where have you been all evening, you'd better start working. No boning for me, I'll pass without boning. Pm going to bed. The day of the exams came around, and Ted was seated at his reg- ular place in the exam room. As the exam papers were passed around, pleased faces revealed the fact that the test was not as hard as was expected. Ted received his, and noticed that he could pass easily. He handed in his paper long before anyone was finished. He could not meet the professor's eyes as he handed him the paper-his conscience was already beginning to hurt him. He walked slowly outside and in the direction of the park. He was thinking of the angry letter from his father, the tearful one from his mother--the surprise of everyone when it was found out that the sixth in the class ilunked because of an easy exam. .H The following day was a hard one for him. He was anxious to see his mark. He was beginning to fear that despite his recklessness he might have passed anyhow. When he finally viewed his mark the next day, he was assured of his failure. There it was--Theodore Dodd-418. He left on the run for Dot's rooming house to tell the good news! As he ran, he saw a figure coming towards him from the direction of Dot's house. As it came nearer, he recognized it as Dot, herself, coming towards him with a paper in her hand. Oh Ted, I was just running over to your place to tell you some good news. I just received a telegram from Miss Cleeves saying that an in- structor has just left and she will need one immediately - that means I can graduate with you and-why what's the trouble? Aren't you glad? What are you running for? 16