Lincoln School - Lambre Quin Yearbook (Providence, RI)

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UL'5ELtH it e If WE TWO 'I'he vean' nl lll5fl holtls great events, great hut there is also nothing tu tllJ5ll'lll'l ns: we lmssilzilities. Q'l'L'Zll' reslmnsilmilities lor ns both. ure lree to cnt our own paths, :tml those lmtlls IItnnmem'ement in Alum- will Iiml me llozn- 'lVl'Cml Wlcll' 'll' f'l 'Sl'lVI'5' llllilill' wlll ln' lug, lH.l.lM ll g.l.l.l,n. Smmy lawn in Sl,,m.lllmg hzncl IJIUIJICIIISIIO I.ne, hers. .1 hum ntl tnml lilmv :tml white. 11 slmruv ol' roses in the trunk lillgcl' lllflll mine. Ilut Ill 'Nl hull HH'-1' ul' mv m'wlv-tztnm-cl urm. .Xml snmewhere Wollflg Wlll 11111114 HIFI ,WY U5 llllllfllllg 'HG else. another voting woman will he wullung llillll .llm 'U lollnmlx- 0' I IMC lu 'l ll on at snnnv lawn, in :mother white dress. But ln. 'I 11111111 Wh' U lmlllmlloll lm 5 H' llllx lll.LM'will lm l.l.l,.,ll. hcl. ,mn vvill mln, ll will worry uhnnt college grznles. clothes. mv ,M.l,lm. h ' huir, mv clzxtes. lint. shewshu must umrern , . . . , . herself with rulers. laws. starving lmeolmles. :tml Ile will lmth he shunlclering' IWJSIDHIISIIJIII- . . ' . . . '. Q at wurlcl ul nations. Iles. hers an lilllgllfllll s worth: mme. at ezneet s. ,H I , I Slll. will HUIM. millions: It mwcly mysvll-Y lm.. ttle stuns to. at nn KUIIIIIMIIIISUII mttwttu hulls one or twn more litter. lint both our uf' 'lm Ill ,lllut '5' ,uc ll ml I lmlllgj lm' .. .ls .l ll? .Cm llnl, lull lun, ,mls as tried, hulmelul. :tml lull nl nuststlgtzt. lhere u.n vv tt 5 N . .llyl . I .HI I I I 11.11 we try to look hrnvelv :tml mnliclentlv tuwurcl 'UL' tml ll' 'f' lm fm 5, nl I 1' I 'll' ,lu llll. l'ulm.e ' ' teml. .Xml llfllylllg' to Cmcl lm' hella uml gunl- , , . . ume will make our lives sm'eessl'nl ll h e ive been tnelnllv. mlustulntwlv ire- . ' ' .' ' f. l. N 1 l. lVe hztve much In eotntnrm, we twn. lJ1ll'Cll lor our rules: mmw it is up to us to live llll to. :tml better our lmlznes in lile. Tltere IANI411' I,,vlNt:, 'ffl ts no turning hztek, mm one to leznm llllflll . . . ON BEING SEVENTEEN .Xu ztrguntent sturlecl it ull. .Nt the respee- I then meeklv clnestiunecl Mother signin. tive ages ol' ten :tml seven. mv sister uml I NIommv. were von ever seventeen? were dressing. nmlressing. :tml reclressing our Yes, ilezn' . . .I zu long time ago. tlolls in the living-rornn. Yon haul to wean' rnhlmers, tli4ln't vnu. l'm going to he 'ultl' helore von ure! re- NIUIIIIIIYPN . murlxetl hlztni. setting the sparks ll-llylllg. ll'el.l. sometimes.Utleur . . . when it wus Su what! It tloesn't make :mv clill'erem'e. will mlllli my Slmwll' tlues it. Nlummv? I pilmecl np. ln the zlrm lam lust wllcll lm' wlllllululll lwflll lollln chair. Mnther IllNl1lIlllv lmnrietl hersell' in the lliml' Slums lllil' hull' Mm 'l'f .lam lmsllll llL'lK'hlJ2llDUl'. lmecmning' uverlv engrossed in the lull 'll' . 1mmving'lmic'tnre section. whirh she never rezuls. MUNI. still l'l1glt0SSk'tl IH lllv lN'WNl12llWl'- lltlll' UNIUIIIIIIYIN hnsv. clezn'. fume the hzlstv hut flrfl Vi'3l'Cll I illllvgll-ligll Qlll5XQ'L'1'.' 4 See, I tultl vnu so. I c':tn't, wzlit 'til l'm llvlhllllg' no time. .juni ussertecl. lVhen l'm WW'm'f 'l I st-vt-lln-911. y0n'll bt- lmly fully-ure-ll, 'l'lll-ll I Ilillill wus enough to mnvime me than sevf run ilu wltatever I lmlezlse. Mommv c'znt't even enteen was thc pet'I'ec't nge. For the next ten mzllee me wean' ruhhers then. I veztrs I clreznnecl ol' thut, trinmlmhzntt clzlv. Fi fly-five

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Wars begin i11 llll' 111i11ds ol' nn-11, and we live i11 a world ol democracies where the 111ind ol' tl1e CUIIIIIIOII lllilll is llll-llllllOl'l2illI. Nlle ll2lYC leI't bcl1ind IIS the days wl1en kings a11d tl1eir SIZIICSIIICII could declare war at will, regardless ol' the feelings ol' their subjects, and we have no prool' tl1at ClClllOl'l'2lCy ol' itsell' is a protection against a readiness to make war .... The better nations understand each other, tl1e more they will realile lltllt' llllllfll they l1ave in COIIIINOII-Hlltl wl1y and l1ow they diller, too-the less prone tl1ey will be to take arms against each other. Know thyself, said the old prov- erb. Know your neighbor we say today. And the whole world is our neigh- bor. . CA1z1.A Wkttstrr, '53 First there 111ust be a vision ol' peace. A vision tl1at is atltnittedly idealistic but very necessary-because there can be no constructive action witl1o11t a vision . . . Our present job is to End our vision. Each o11e IIHISK know his lll'C2llI1 and believe in it a11d work for it. And, because each person ll2lS tl1at little piece ol' God in llllll, the vision will so111e day l7CC'0lIlC real. ' SALLY S11oo1-, '53 The peoples ol' tl1e world today in their group relationships are ruled by certain national and racial prejudices. I believe Illkll these prejudices constitute at present. the greatest obstacle to our progress towards durable international peace, and, u11til tl1ey are Hllllilst completely eliminated, nothing can be set up tl1at will elfectively preserve our international security. This intolerance is un- avoidable, due to niisapplication ol' education or even ntiseducation. The racial illlll national prejudices which are so deep and dangerous C2111 only lead 11s to destruction .... ll these prejudices continue, we shall be torn by civil strile and dissensiong tl1en we sl1all be divided against ourselves, and unless we are trulv Utliierl States, we shall throw Olll' weight towards war rather than peace ....' S1 1s1xN fi0l I , '53 AFTERTHOUGHT Science is truth. 'l'ruth is beauty, But. is tl1e potency ol' Zlll Zllthlll bo111b Or the a11nil1ilation ol' a universe Iieatttiful? C1,1x1to1.vN llkttztzs, 'Dil EXCHANGES 'I'l11' I,iIll1f Ilipjrcr llanctolt School. Worcester, 'I'l1r' Log' 'labor ,xl'2lllClllV. Nlariou, Mass. VRISS- SI. Murg'r1r1'l'.s Sflmol Cltrortirlrf - A St. hl2ll'g2ll'l'l'S The ll1'i111111ft1'-1111110--li1'i111111e1'-Nlny School, Boston, S1-l11111l, Al1Q1-that-11, Sq-11111111411 MSISS- The fill.K'l1fllg' lin'1'z1'-t111sl1i11g' .xl'Lltll'llll. ASlIllIIl'll- 'I'l11r fil'!'U!ll1'tIf'4 UI'CClIWlt'll ,Xct1de111y, fil'Cl'llWlCll, I111111, M1155 Ulllll- Alrtgvtzirtr' of Ihr' Ix'1'igl1l1'v Iiirlx' fiflllllllllli' Srl1o11l---- Till! NI2!'lllflI'lrl SlIll'ff-N0l'Ll1llL'ltl Scltfltll l'tbl' Ul1'lS. Keighley, Yt11'kql1i1'e, lQ11glg1111l, Nortlnicld, Mass. The Drflpllian-Moses Brown Scl1ool, l,l'0Vltll'l1l'l'. Q N H Q R4 In AS wt, stir, 0Illl'.RS llilw 'ff 1 A '? LA'ii'd? lV' A l'm'C '.'l 'SS' 'lhe M:1Q:17i11e ol' the Kei2l1lev Girls' fililllllllill' Ilm l'11ckcI- --lS11ck111f1'l1z1111 School, f12lllllJl'lKl'TC, Mass. .1 1 ' 1 - , - -' , , - , .. ,,, Tl y O in ,H MPH C, wlchlv Shui? Plqmi School used 0111 ltlL'.l ol 5l'Ill0l c..lllU0llS lo1 lic- dcmhg' R- I - 'C ' 'l ' LL' ' ' I'ects and did Ll very co1111ne11dable job ol' it! We . . . tl'z : 1' ' l'.' 5'-ll' :':'r l- Tlur Cnlrlrmt-f-Friends Select sflltllll. l'llIl2ItlC'lPlll1l. '. 'ls 'L ' lf 'f. 'S' 1' Th CVS 'Ln' g lm' P1 lished hy Olll pen l'l1CllIlh Ill Fllgltllltl. The llIng'11.v+Milton .'kl'IltlClllf' Girls' School, Milton, The attractive illustrations ol' The fil'l'c'llll'llf add Mags, llllliill to its appeal, and llllx varied articles show tl1e The SrxlrotI-Beltnont Hill School, BCll110lll. Mass. widespread interest ol' school activity at fil'l'Cl1WlK'll 'I'l1r' Ijfflgllll----Sl. CLeorge's Scl1ool. Newport, R. I. Ncaclenty. 1'l'B -Vfsb llllmllllf sfllmll-, Uttfttltwllf- 'Md' 1 flongratttlatiotis to tl1e Hman .h'I,I0lIlXlll'Il1' on their vllllflllf .Srlrolrtxltzvte-St. lauls School. Cioncoid, mm 1m,I.m.y nmlcriul' M10 cumin, rwuling lhvil. ,.m.iL,d N' H' selections of prose and verse! le1lTlIlI' r111rI Ifwixrart Westtown School. Wt-s1tow11. 1111 ti-111111. loiifussou, '55 Fifty-four

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Today is here. I am seventeen, and have been for thirteen hours. But no sophistica- tion or joy or jubilation has overcome me. .Ks far as I can see. no change at all has taken place. I'm the same me who was sixteen last year. In fact, I even feel exactly as I have all year, except for being overstuffed from too nutch birthday cake. Surely, -Iani must have been mistaken when GULL-WA The soft mewling cry lifts our gaze skyward. There, hovering on silver wings, between wind and water, Hoats the bird. His wings outspread, head thrust forward, he drifts on the currents of air which send him, a Hash in the sun, skyward or down, to skim just above the wisps of foam on the water below. A flip of the tail, a splash. and he plummets beneath the surface, to rise in a spray of drops with a silver-striped Hsh clutched in his beak. .-Xt this, l1is fellow mates all join in the fun. and a seagull game of tag sets out through the sky. Twisting, turning, skimming the crests, the chase goes on. Buffeted. one sea' gull drops the prize, another catches it, and they begin again, and so-through the sky. But our friend sulks, and lands with wings aflurry and feet outstretched on a lonesome. tar-covered pile, a lonely hermit in a world of give and take. At home, in the winter, we have tamed the birds enough so that they take meat scraps from the backyard. The strategy of recon- noitering. and the majesty of their flight thrills tts. The first that we know of the gull's visit is a fleeting shadow as he drifts by on silent wings. If we are quiet and still, he may land. lVe hear the low, gutteral, harsh undertone as two or more gulls flv over, and then. silence. Suddenly a great white bird glides in. lands on the run, and takes off again. Then he reappears. Inquisitively and anxiously turning his head from side to side, his bright eyes alerted for any movement, he waddles toward the meat. XVe now get a vivid picture of his col- oring which cannot be seen in the air. The bird is a just-bleached white, dazzling in the brightness of the sun. .PX delicate blue-grey shades his black-tipped wings, with two per- fect spots of white in the black as if someone had taken a paint brush and let fall two drops of purest white. The edges of the wings are outlined dramatically with a white Huting. His little, orange-webbed feet scurry quickly I zffy six she told me that seventeen was the best age. Her arithmetic never was good. Perhaps she meant eighteen! Yes, of course, eighteen was the year, the age to be desired! Only one short year to wait! A year full of dreams and hopes and expectations . . . of being eighteen! CHARI.OT'I'lC HAR'roN, '51 TCHER over the ground, and his orange-colored bill darts among the scraps, holding at one time more than any self-respecting bird should take. Gorged to the limit, the gull takes one last sad look at all that he can, by no means, stuff into himself. YVith a running take-off, not unlike that of a plane on an aircraft ear- rier, he launches himself into the air. Once, we threw out four hot dogs with skins on them. A greedy gull spied them and made a perfect nose-dive for them, ending with feet out and tailfeathers down. X'Vaddling over as fast as his waggling posterior would let him, he started gulping them down. First one dog, then a secondg a third was on its way, but it hit bottom. That gull was full of hot dog, from one end to the other! No farther could he shove them: no more could he swallow. So there he was, with nearly two hot dogs hanging from his open bill. Now, above him, another seagull was on the prowl for food, and looking down he spied those tempting frankfurters. It dicln't seem to register that there was another seagull attached to the other end. YVhat did he do? He flew down, hooked on to a juicy dog, and pulled. Out popped all four hot dogs! Sur- prised thus rudely, Gull I started to scream. Throwing his neck forward. opening his beak. sticking out his tongue, he made the backyard resound with his cries and-such dreadful gull language! NVhile Gull II was merrily swallowing his hot dogs as fast as he could. Gull I grew madder and madder. Suddenlv he lost control. I-Ie gave one final screech and, wings raised, neck outstretched and bill open, an evil glint in his eye, he rushed at Gull II. Striking out, he missed. but latched on to a hot dog. Very good! Giving a back- ward lurch. he pulled the dogs free. As the last hot dog appeared, Gull ll clamped down, hard. Contact! The tug-of-war was on! Back and forth, screaming foul invec- tives at each other, the birds raged. The skin