New Utrecht High School - Comet Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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Ghz elumet 'tLookit, he says to himself, ulgookit, here a.m I, an enlisted man, a double enlisted man, in fact, clcanin' up brass on a dirty pig boat, just 'cause a scurvy high-hat's in charge of this dam' ship. An' why? 'Cause I hit a cop? An' why did I hit the cop? 'Cause he said I looked like I got hit with a tomato! Ta hell with the dam' ship. I'm gonna quit this low down, half- man's navy ! An' he picks up a wrench, an' throws it full force at a couple 0' wheels, smashin' 'em to bits, an' walks out. A little while after, I hear some noise topside, an' I says to myself, Well, I'll see him in the jug, when I'm through here. Sure enough, I get through an' go up to the brig, an' there he is, sittin' there and cussin' out the U. S. Navy and the St. Louis Police De- partment. Vifhile I'm talkin' to him thro' the bars a bog comes up an' opens the door an' lets him out, just as a bell sounds for divin' practice. So I knew why he was let out. No one is kept in the brig while we go under for practice, 'cause in case somethin' happens, then he couldn't get out, see? Anyhow, we go down, and tap Morse signals up to some battle wagon up top, XVhen the bell sounds to rise to the surface again. Nothin' happens. We wait a while, thinkin' we'll go up any minute, when the lieutenant walks in and says, Men, I've just discovered that the Releasing tank wheels have been broken. Which one of you was in Engine Room 4 today? Seen' a.s how me an' Goofy and two others were in there, we step out of line. Now, then, which one of you men is responsible for this? and he holds up a wrench. I found this lying under the wheel! Uh, I am, murmurs Goofy nervously. I got sore and threw it. But I didn't see what it hit. Oh, you Got Sore? says the lieutenant. Well, my man, just be- cause you got sore, and threw it, may cost us our lives. Yuh've broken the wheel on the relcasin' tanks, and until we get either another handle or are lifted up by dcrricks, we stay right on the bottom of the sea. Any man who would pull a trick like that deserves to be shot, drawn and quartered, and at any rate, you'll get this! And in front of the whole crew, he steps forward and slaps Goofy clean on the cheek, and barks: 4'You 're yella-yella enough to throw something when you get sore-yella ! NVell, ya' shoulda' seen Goofy. The whole hand of the lieutenant was stamped in his face, in white, and the rest was burnin' on fire. NVe all walk away, nervously, and some o' the men ask questions about raisin' the ship, but the lieutenant says that there is very little hope, and the best we can do is accept our fate like men. Me'n Goofy walk downstairs, him holdin' the wrench, the lieutengm given it to him, and he starts talkin' mad-like all of a sudden. Yella am I? Drawn and quartered, huh? Slaps me in the face, does he, t havin' Fourteen

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By Arthur M. Sammeth scoorvr iviccool. i , . . - H VEN after he was made an ensign, the enlisted men called lnm t'G00fy- in XZ 1 ' A x ' ' T 7 Y Y ,I No not to his face as they used to but whenever anyone spoke of Goofy , there was no doubt as to who was meant. Why, even after they forgot why, the same old name went on: Goofy McCool. Of course, no one knew his 1'irst name. If you were to ask, say, Sparks Dorgan, or Terry Tracy about him tthey were on the pig-boat when it liappenedj, they ld probably say, Who? 'Goofy,?-yeah, he's all right now, but I wisht ya could've seen him about four years ago. Man !-when that boy'd get excited, he'd throw anything, and everything. Supposein' he'd be standin' near a stanchion, and' get sore, he'd lift that stanehion out'n the deck with his bare hands and heave it, he was that mad! No wonder they called him goofy, Lnuts'! know what I mean? Say, listen, they'd say, if they saw that you were interested, 'tSay, listen. D'jever hear of the Snooty Rose? No-well, she was a pig-boat. What is it ?-a diver, a sub, you know, a submarine, naw-that wasn't her real name. Down in the register they called her F-14, but we called her the Snooty Rose, on account she was so sharp pointed, her nose. Naw, now we ain't got her no more. They went and sold her to some private company. Anyhow, me'n Goofy was on that boat together. Boy, ya' should ha' seen 'im then. Big husky guy tnot that he ain't big ,ii husky nowy, with fiaminl red hair, an' blue eyes. Not the kind of fairy eyes, but them light kind o' eyes, you know, he'd look atcha, and ya'd get a shiver down yer back. An' he had a pug nose, and a pretty wide mouth. But when he got sore, which was not very often, him bein' good natured, his lips would tighten up until they was nuthin, but a little cut in his face, and his blue eyes would get lighter and lighter blue ani heid squint until ya'd think he couldn't see. An' ya' should ha' seen his face. Man! It'd get so red that he looked like he was bleedin'! An' heres how he got his name-ya' know, Goofy, Vile were on shore leave, mein Goofy, him and I bein' good friends then, an, I steps up to my sister's house, and leaves him for a minute. Well, I just get back in time to find Lieutenant Driscoll untanglin' Goofy from two policemen who thought they could kid him about his red hair an' git away wit it. Wlhen the two cops finally limp away, Driscoll marches us back to the ship, cuts off the rest of our shore leave, and puts us ta' work shinin' brass down in the engine room. Anyhow, we was shinin' it until Goofy starts talkin' to himself, gettin' mad at the way he'd been treated. Thirteen

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tithe Qlumet A the bilge rat? I'll show him, an' he swings the wrench over his head H1141 with a mighty crash brings it downin exactly the same spot where he hit be- fore. IVell, there's a big explosion, and we both get knocked out cool. IVhen I open my eyes, all I can see is the blue sky, an, 1'CII1CI11bCI'l117 where I was last, I think I'm dead, until Driscoll pokes his face into mine. VVell, I get up off the deck where 1,111 layin' and find out that Ilm on the old Snooty Rose-but on top of the ocean instead of under it! IIow'd it happen? I asks the looey. IVell, he says, if it wasn,t for the way your friend MeOool has of throwin' wrenches we'd be down there yet. VVhen he hit that wheel before, he fixed it so we couldn't empty the tanks. But when he slammed it the second time, he snapped the handle off, and blew every drop of water out of those same damned tanks ! 'Goofyj -they call him H 'Lucky' that's what I'd say. ...,.1gy.945-4... The Eternal Play Jaques. All the wor1d's a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exists and their entrances ...................... AS YOU LIKE IT CAct II Sc. VIIJ A vast setting! A great east! The act keeps going, no one7s the last. A player drops out, another appears. This play does not end, after so many years. The setting is never discarded for new, Though the changes, time makes, are not very few. How many spectators watch this great show? There is only one of Whom I know. The Audience, Producer, and Oritic is One, He 's managed the players since Time has begun. To enter or leave, one waits for his cues. One can not decide to accord or refuse. Both comedies and tragedies together appear On this wonderful stage, year after year. Fifteen