Morris High School - Yearbook (Bronx, NY)

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THE QUEST FOR SCHOOL SPIRIT 'fI'velCharles Ross! is that you? What are you doing here? exclaimed the ofHcer. Charles, no less astonished at Ending himself a prisoner of his old friend MacDonnel, shamefacedly told his story. A gale of merriment greeted his recital, and Charles, somewhat nettled, asked curtly, 'fWhat's the joke?,' When his laughter had somewhat subsided, the other returned, wiping his eyes, I release you, but take my advice, Charles. Go home and don't go hunting any more school spiritsll' On the morrow, Charles gravely decided that school spirit was not a ghost. But if it wasn't a ghost, what was it? The mystery was still to be solved. I wonder, mused he Fe-1 4iv-2', R ,N I I if 'spirit' could mean l l liquor? If it does, where l 1 5 4 T can I buy it? In Morris ,Fair probably, since this spirit is school spirit. I gf, '-,k'.llllTxliq can try anyhow. Feel- 'IJIQM I I 'li in better for havin w'r :'4l,il'li N Emil., ill' g . g In i wlmyl -,-,., li 'l.,.gl'le'l ' x p made this resolve, ll5:1.g'l4,t',ll'll,Jgni J N, X, lil ,l Charleswent off to school alll .i ly f ylifall in high spirits. Promptly 1 liH fl,l,ly V, 4' Q, gsm at noon he raced down M ffl IW fill g v i , 'ill to the lunch room where, l , .li 'W , , , ' 4 K. with great strategy, he ' ' p ,i managed to reach the 1, I , F'1'5i'4 counter. X I re' I 'I' 'I HGive me a bottle of 'W' school spirit, pleasefl A roar of laughter arose from those near by at this unusual request. The man behind the counter flushed angrily. They were mocking him through this daring young scamp. ' Get out of here! he roared. 'ADO you think you can insult me,-me, a respectable waiter in Morris for five years! Clear out, orf! His threat was choked in his spluttering rage. Bewildcred by the storm he had brought upon himself. Charles sought safety in the deserted corridor when he soon quieted his feelings. 'fFor, after all, thought he, Hllve failed to get school spirit, and that is all that matters to mef' 'iHo, there, Ross, what did you mean by asking for 'a bottle of school spirit,' called Brown, coming up behind him and grinning. HlVIy! but wasn't he madln and he chuckled at the remembrance of the scene. 17 fu... .N bw

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THE QUEST FOR SCHOOL SPIRIT Well, what does school spirit mean, anyway, retorted Charles. '4School spirit! Don't you know that! UNO, I don't. I wouldnlt ask you if I did. 'KSchool spirit is - hesitated Brown,e Oh, yes! If a fellow throws paper on the floor, or breaks the campus rules, and you should stop him, why you would have school spirit. HIS that all it is! I'll get it this very day, then. And Charles disappeared, leaving Brown to gaze after him with a vague misgiving that his lame explanation would cause more trouble for his chum. The next day, Ross appeared with a discouraged countenance and a black eye. This, he explained to Brown, pointing to his eye, is the result of yesterday's quest. I give it up. I have failed three times. And with a sigh, he went to his seat. wk PIC Pk It was graduation. The exercises were almost over, and Charles, seated among his classmates, allowed his thoughts to wander. One by one he recalled the events that had marked his F.-, iii i .mul - l i 5'. . -.lf il M . 1, W ,2 j fr fri' '7 l Ji wi ii? 'ii f xii 'sf T i .Q .f i Tp f f li l HT W , , lllgx wx Xl , ' it l 1 ,ll il, ,p H ,g .W Fifi iliili P I .- 7 ' 11-W sq cwmrm. .1 --in-u High School course, and he looked forward to his college career that lay before him, alluring and bright. He vaguely wondered-. His train of thought was suddenly broken. Mr. Denbigh was saying :- There is one graduate whom it has been a pleasure to know. He has worked with a will, has taken an active part in both our athletic and literary associations, has done his best to help keep up the Morris standard, and has always stood up for the square honest deal. It gives me great pleasure to present this token of our affection to Charles Ross, a true son of Morris, and a worthy example of Morris school spirit. 18