Lick Wilmerding High School - Commencement Yearbook (San Francisco, CA)

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if HLTWYLYLIFE .ug Wi g gg gpg gggggg ,fune,l92Zgi the deck a broadside roared, and a shot went whistling past his head. It carried part of the cabin away. A few minutes later the marauding vessel grappled them, and Hamlet, supposing that there would be a hand-to-hand fight, leaped over the bulwark, sword in hand. His progress was checked when his sword entered a man's chest up to the hilt, and a group of pirates surrounded him and seized him before he could withdraw it. His shipmates, instead of standing by to receive boarders, managed to cast off the grappling hooks and break away. From a little distance, her heavier guns worked havoc with the pirates, who were forced to withdraw. They bore with them Hamlet. Seeing that he was a person of some consequence, the sailors took him to the captain. This one, on learning that he was a Dane, told him that if he were one of the common people he should become a member of the pirate crew, but that if he were a noble he must die. VVhy, sir, what's your conceit in that? said Hamlet. The Danes be good sailors and truef' replied the captain, but 'twias their king who drove me to piracy, and he, or any friend he has, may expect no mercy at my hands. lf you should be shown a plan whereby the king would be killed, and you well rewarded for it, what would you say? demanded Hamlet. The captain contemplated him a moment and replied, If thou knowest such a plan, speak. UThe matter is this, returned Hamlet. Know you that I am nephew to the king, and that he has done me a grievous wrong. If thou returnest me to the shores of Denmark, and permittest word to be sent to a good and trusty friend, thou shalt receive an ample ransomg and I, in my turn, will guarantee to set the king's soul at liberty to begin its course through perditionf' Thou soundest more like a pirate than a prince, said the captain. XVander we to safer quarters, where we may plot the furtherance of thy plan. So saying, they disappeared below, and from the captain's cabin came forth sounds of deep thinking all night long. Consolation J. SAMUELY, 271. The sweetest of blossoms that bloom in the spring Were the tiniest buds that were least promising. The vine that was heaviest under the snows Is the one that now offers the creamiest rose. The tiny bird dropped from his nest on the wing Is the one whose sweet songs the wind ecstasies bring. Then, too, the drab bark on the old rugged tree Is the one whose heart harbors a sweet melody. There's life to the north windg there's snap in the mistg A downpour or showers make rainbows exist No matter through what cloud the sun may be shining, It's the same sweet old story --that bright silver lining. I Page 20 I

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fune,1927 L1W1L LIFE Hamlet Goes to England K. SERKLAND, 27x. STEALTHY hgure rounded a corner of the castle, and, now looking to the rear and now to the side, made its way cautiously and rheumatically to a small side entrance. There, after another hasty glance backward, it turned to go up the stairs. just at that moment a person in Howing robes stepped out of the door and touched the other on the shoulder. VVhy, now, Polonius, said he, what ails thee ? Polonius gulped nervously and pointed to the corner whence he had just come. HI-Ie -- she --they are around that corner, on the end of the battlements, talk- ing, conversing, and holding speech with one another. Let us away before they espy us. That is, let us hie us to some place of more secure refuge. Well, and what is thy haste? demanded the king, for that royal personage indeed it was. I trust that thou has not been eavesdropping again? And from whom, in any case, should the King of Denmark and his faithful courtier flee? From Hamlet, who will wax full wroth if he know I know his business, said Polonius, once more tugging at the king's robe to urge him away. No doubt he will, returned the king. Is what thou knowest of any importi- to us ? Ay, forsooth. I can tell thee that will make thee leap to action like an arblast from a crossbow, like a hare released from a spring, like a drunken man who smelleth free liquor, or anything thou wilt. But first let us seek a more retired spot, for I fear that Hamlet will shortly come this way. At this, the king, who had heretofore been only amused, assumed a half worried expression and turned to go up the stairs with Polonius, without a word. , The next morning Hamlet might have been seen walking through the gardens, with head bowed, thinking deeply. In his hand was a message from the king, informing him thatthe court had decided to send him to England. The reason given was to avoid disturbances. This might be true, thought Hamlet, and then again there might be a deeper motive underlying the plan. For, though it was true that he had killed Polonius, had not Polonius needed killing? VVas it not more likely that the king suspected how much he knew of his father's murder? This appeared a more logical surmise, so Hamlet resolved to twatch carefully for treachery, retraced his steps to the palace, where an escort was waiting to put him aboard the ship. Still in deep thought, he was shown to his cabin. There he remained for the rest of the day. But that evening, knowing that his companions' cabin was next to his, and, that its tenants were on deck, he slipped into their room and removed their commission. When he read it, his doubts were confirmed. The missive ordered the King of England to put him to death. Though he was startled, Hamletys mind worked quickly. He procured writing materials and changed the order to a request for the deaths of his companions. just as he replaced the counterfeited document, a cry of Pirates l rang out along the decks. Seizing a sword, he rushed out to join the battle. As he reached fRage 191

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1 fMl'I6f,YIgZYnm-wb My gr if viL1W1L LIYEE In the Last Minutes of Play WENDELA HAXVKINS, ZSJ. 65,1 X69 F anybody asks you, tell 'em you don't know - hurnmed Peter Murdock fre il. disconsolately, and sat down on the floor of the gym. The rest of the squad followed his example. I hesitated, watching Coach Jennings. His lu ,Q face was troubled, and he tapped one foot restlessly while he scribbled midwife pothooks in a little black notebook. For eight years Hammond College had held the state championship. Twice we had won the permanent ownership of one of the tall, slender, engraved cups. This year we were in line for a third -but the first practice game was just over, and not a member of the squad had showed up more than fairly. Most of us hadn't done even that. And our winning this year was important to Hammond. One of the alumni had promised a big swimming-pool when the trophy shelf should show five cups won without any strings to them since his graduation. We had now one for football, one for track, and two for basketball. Coach Jennings turned to the squad and cleared his throat. I knew what he was going to say, for he had discussed it with me that afternoon while the others were warming up. The wall telephone rang before he could begin. He answered it, listened for a minute, spoke briefly, and hung up again. I'll be gone a few minutes, he announced briefly. Heath, you know what I was going to say to them, say it. The door closed. Boys, you all know how poorly you played todayf' I began. Honestly, it was terrible! Of course, we can't expect much this early in the season, but we can expect something, especially from those who were on the squad last year. Now, what about it? Are we going to fall down in front of the whole school when they're expecting us to win that pool for them? We aren't as good as we were last year, and the other schools are better than they were. That means that winning will be a lot harder. So we can't afford to have a single man break training. You all know the training rules. If there's any one who doesn't think that he can keep them every minute of every day of the season, let him say so now and get out! No one said anything. I looked them over. Perhaps you don't know your own faults, I went on. You, Horton, are too slow to dribble. Schirmer, when you shoot a basket don't stop to think about it after the ball leaves your hands. Chesterton, you don't guard high enough. Lee, you're afraid of the ball. Same thing -holds true for you, Colman. I knew the faults of every one of them. They squirmed, but they knew that I knew what I was talking about, and that I was as well acquainted with my own faults as I was with theirs. V The squad responded better than I could have hoped, but no really fine players developed. We were just a mediocre team that was determined to win. And the practice season ended, and the interscholastic schedule began. We won our first game easily. They were a weak team from a small school. The fPage 21 1