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

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hidden fold of his robe and drew forth what appeared to be a roll of goat- Skin. A teacher from the morning school came out to meet him with a half-smile on his tanned face. The horseman advanced sl-owly and as with a quick motion, the man thrust the document into the clenched hand of the young rabbi. Slowly. almost painfully the horse- man's eyes rose from the reins in his hand to meet the eyes of the Iew. Slowly, almost painfully the rabbi translated the note to the crowd which had gathered about the horse and rider. I am sent to you asking for aid. the note said. My people have wan- dered these many months through the desert and there are those among us who have fallen ill, and are in need of such help, as only a leamed man of science can give. We have heard. it Continued. that am-ong you there is such a one. We ask that he be sent to help us in our great trouble. We are men of honor and we shall repay his labor with our own. There are fields to be tilled. a well to be dug. we wish to help. The leaders gathered there in the sunlight, and there the reply was agreed upon. That day in the last light before dark the doctor returned unharmed. The village slept. under the glowing vault above that was the ageless stars. ,fri ':- , i s XV My l 9 37 4 - X f rf .ze '-- X f L, Q f- .Q . ,nz-:-L5 . ,- ., P 3: ,, 6, ,S - - jd:-'. ,, du- 'e':':-Hi - QW f ' -2 fi bm- fl' fi , ii. xg ' ihilwwe' Mit- f ' li Z 4-'li 1?--Q tes. 257.3 1. . ,ffl V fiat-., .ill 4'6- fr- ' '-Q: 514' -44442 ,- ,, -. ' 13' rf-.sen --1 M f if 1-2 ?e,,.f r 1:11 Ei, fri- V, 4 L. , Q- -,-t ts? 'vfvag ' 'ggi Q 9532! M -.,,,,.. .est , 1' V+: ' -ww Q.: cfs. ' ' :r n-'ritz 4533- - , -7 -- V. v Q54 . 'iiiftitiiiifi 3-322' 'fees we 'ft' t Qsaf3 'T9EEE?i5E!l!E?22i1'f 'fffjf mf:-Qf'1g M -Q.iiiW', .-'-My fyisffff f1siE?f'- at-,' 552151 'ei' 'mgggzg . 'wife' :P-2 gay: agp tg.: , .' -' TQQTREQ Sgt ,239 , fs-,Q n he .3 gf' L 'gif -,af M , 2 'wa --wg.: f , ., ti 21: P.-sr! :sf nfth id . WRQQM. 1-1:3 Y -lL1nlKl.'.U.lIl.lJl'l Y Rm ' Illustration by Barbara D'Andrea y 13

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BA M I D BA R Un the Desert, JACQUELINE EMMERMAN EVEN HERE in the comparative safety of the village ran an undercurrent of fear. The copper flame that was the sun. rode a cloudless sky which seem- ed to join in the distance with the bar- ren carpet of brown. that was the desert. On the horizon there loomed. like a black growth of giant mush- room. the tents. It was toward these that the men's faces turned as they laboured in the ditches. which were soon to become a source of a pre- cious fluid. water, or as they looked from their perches on the roofs of small frame buildings. whose newly sawed lumber sent into the surround- ing air the pleasant smell of sawdust. In the coolness before night fell. a time for food and rest. men gathered together in little groups. and murmurs ran amongst them like small shocks of an electric current. The crowd was restless and a few of the men moved from one little knot of people to an- other. talking. gesturing. arguing. The night was coming fast now. as the shadows lengthened and dropped heavy folds of darkness over the stretches of silver sprinkled sand. The question was on every tongue. When would it come? What meant this silence? 12 This site had been chosen months before. the people had worked long and well. combating a desert that for time etemal had come to master the people who were forced to live upon its poor bounty. Yes. they had worked. and then. suddenly. in the heat of day. a caravan had appeared. The next morning there could be seen the somber colored tents and numer- ous figures moving among them. From that time on no one was seen. A sentry was posted and the men's eyes grew weary with the endless watching. It was a war of patience now. It was no good to work in that sha- dow of fear. A man sweated, not from the sun but from an uneasy feeling in his mind. and in his heart there was a heavyness. A boy whistled. but the melody caught in his throat. and he choked a little. and caught in large gulps of air. No. it was not good. It was as though a phantom hand had caused the shapes to appear and confound their beholders. Night passed. the first vivid streaks of dawn brought with them the hot dry wind and the strength-sapping heat. Then from across the sands came a rider. He appeared as he approached to be a part of the beast which he rode. so swathed in robes he was. so well did he ride. The white headress which he wore. the mark of the arab. was low on his forehead so as to make a strange contrast with his dark skin and even darker eyes. He drew rein at the steps of the school and his hands fumbled for a brief moment in some

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