Murray High School - Crest Yearbook (Murray, UT)

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father had said, the light for God, for your country, for humanity and for your father. One day, like a thunderbolt out of a clear skv, came the Sad news that Rudolph's light was forever ended. He had fought bravely al- ways with his aim before him and had made the sacrifice of sacridces. A little mound with a cross in far off France marked the resting place of Rudolph. Had his life been in vain? The father was calm in his great grief and seemed to realize the greatness of Rudolph's last year. That evening, as the setting sun spread its glory over all, in the cottage where an old man sat bowed under his grief, the last rays of the golden splendor of the setting sun, fell across the little service flag changing the blue star to gold. -Gordon A. VVhipple '19. UW!! I's doin' to ast a twestion Dat's awavs bovered me. Dist see if you tan answer It's somefin I tan't see. Now when my dea' ol' muzzer Taked me upon her knee An said to me, now, Bobby, Tum wearn your A, B, C. I said first is A, B, C. Den D, den E, F, G. I knew it all to W. But what I touldn't see VVas when she'd say, now W, And I'd say dub 'a me My muzzer, she 'dist laugh, and laugh, Now why, tan you tell me? -Ethel Naylor '22, RESOLUTION BUBBLES. Resolutions are like soap bubbles, beautiful while they last, but very, very temporary. Every normal student has a great deal of ex- perience with resolutions particularly those made on Monday. Each and every.Monday the average student resolves never to leave his lessons until Sunday night again. Through the entire week the reso- lution bubble gets smaller and smaller until by Friday night its size has -decreased so greatly as to make it almost indistinguishable. There is invariably an exceptionally good show on, that simply ean't wait another night, a magazine that must be read, a friend who must be visited or anyone of the countless other diversions which tend to draw the mind of the industrious students from the thoughts of lessons. Once broken the bubble is soon gone, and Saturday's study time passes just as easily as any other day and Sunday afternoon is lounged away only to be followed by the much hated Sunday night and the fatal blue Monday. ,A -Madge I-Iowe '19.

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Iain Efmentg-Brat Hear -vii- VVell, father, today is my twenty-first bifthdff'-Yin e?5C13'1med Ru' dolph, a smile playing about his lips and in a tone in which there was a trifling shade of importance, for to become of age mea11S 1T111Ch to a bo f. RSO it is, my son, and I hope you will make this the greatest year, in fact, the year in your life in which you do the most for mankindgfor you can because it is the year you become a factor in our nation. Father, you have a way of talking that gives a fellow courage to aim high and hold the aim. I shall do my best-for you, father. I'm proud of you, son, and I know I always shall be. A boy with such a father could not help but become a man in the true sense of the word. Rudolph and his father had kept house together for seven years. His mother had died when he was but fourteen years of age. Mr. Jacobsen had never had the worry with Rudolph so many -parents have with their boys. He had been brought up to respect the rights off every one and each year been taught to do some good to humanity. A wonderful way to bring a boy up! In school he was the pride of his fellow students because he ranked well in scholarship and was always ready for fun. He led the boys in athletics, being star football player, basketball player and he had won first honors in the state for high jump. Could any boy with such a wholesome interest in life and with such aims help but be a true and useful citizen? But today, of all days, the world looked vastly different to Ru- dolph, perhaps because he was of the age to take his place in the ranks of the voters, perhaps he was beginning to realize more clearly his opportunities and perhaps it was because his future looked so bright. Aim high and hold the aim, had been his father's words. Yes, I will. Wliat more can one do than aid mankind no matter how small the good. What can I do? I've sung for old folks and in hospitals. I've gone without many things to save money for bonds. Those things help, but I want to do something big. He paused to think, then a light shone across his face, I have it, he exclaimed, I'll enlist and offer my life for humanity. Does it seem possible to you that a boy could be so unsellish and so willing to give so much to do his share? But there are many such. No sooner had the thought come than the difficulties presented themselves. Can I leave father? Can I sacrifice my education? Can I sacrihce my home? Rudolph's heart asked when he thought of leaving his father. Father will want me to go I know for what more can I do than offer my life? Enthusiasm made him gain his father's consent immediately and hurry to enlist. It was hard for Rudolph's father to give his son. For seven years, home and all it meant had centered around his son. 'flVIy son, no father is more proud of his son than I am of you. Fight the fight of right and justice and come back a bigger, better man. Go son, and God bless yo-u. It seemed an unreality, the parting, the training camp and finally the sailing for France. His whole soul was in his work, and as his

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whim Ennvnig Biinft Hag I-Ionesty may be a good policy but it didn't. work Well for B0bbY' Everything had been left in first class order in the kitchen.. After Bobby had been playing tag with his dog for a Whllfb 116 dCC1dCd he wanted to go into the house to get something to eat, of course the dog followed. You can guess the results if I tell 'you that the back- yard was very muddy and the kitchen floor white. Bobby looked around and saw the footprints of the dog--his half Stood OU C1'1d5- Oh gosh. I oughtn't to have let that pup in. Look atithe floor. Now I'll catch it. All of a sudden a brilliant idea struck him. Say. I'll be like George VVashington-be honest and tell the truth. Father won't have the heart to lick me then. U just then father came into the kitchen and on seeing the foot- prints said very angrily: W7ho let that dog in? Bobby pulled a long face and tried to look serious. I did, pa, I cannot tell a lie. Result-Father put Bobby over his knee and through sobs Bobby said to himself: Never again. -Sylva Farrar '19, 51112 Glnurh Flu Min Ifinga The quint of the Browning I-Iigh School were stretched out on the rubbing benches in their dressing room. They had just finished play- ing the hrst help of their last game with Bolton I-Iigh. Fifteen-thirty in our favor. That's the way to play ball, fellows! Wfork, work, work. Wfork your heads off. Remember if we get this game, We get a trip to the coast and a chance at the championship bunting, You can get this game if you will. Just keep this stride you have started. They are almost ready to stop, now they see the odds are against them. No, sorry, boys, it's impossible to drink any water as it'll choke off your wind and cause cramps. Lemons? Yes, here are some and a little gum won't bother you. Lie down. Rest your legs and feet but be sure not to catch cold, cover up wellf' Yes, of course you're hot, but sweating's a sign that you've been working and then it creates a good appetite and makes sleep come easyf' ' Now, Markle, don't use that dribble so often. Pass it to Marg- gets or someone else. And the rest of you hold that ball a little longer. No, I don't mean to stand and hold it for an hour but locate a man and bang it to him. Yes, use the two-handed short pass it will help to break their defense. You guards, of course, want to help, but get the ball past center S