Newport High School - Blunita Yearbook (Newport, PA)

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£be Blue aub White. 9 expense. Since he had been frightened, he vowed that he would never again cause anyone to experience such terror as he had that evening. He made the resolution on New Year’s Day and became a better boy by keeping it. Leah Smith. STAR BRIGHT IN THE SPRING when “exams” were drawing near, Joyce Jordon, a tall, fair-haired, blue-eyed, attractive girl of seventeen, after a hard day at school, wearily entered her father’s ofiice. This was her Senior year in High school; just a few more weeks until Commencement. After that Joyce had planned to become a movie actress. The city and the desire for fame called Joyce very loudly. Why finish school at all? Wouldn’t it be great to avoid all those “exams”? If she should take the next car she would be in New York, away from it all, in twenty minutes! She had just about decided to pack her travelling bag when her father returned from the hospital. He had had a very trying day and there were still a few patients to visit before dinner. He a ked Joyce if she didn’t want to play chauffeur. To this she readily assented. To Joyce as well as her father the ride was very delightful. The surrounding landscape was most pleasing with its signs of new life, and the air was cool and invigorating. Joyce was so much interested in the beauties of nature that she soon forgot her hard day at school. As they rounded a curve before entering a small village, she and her father witnessed what might have been a fatal accident. A small child, while crossing the street, had failed to see an approaching car and as a result, was knocked to the ground and run over. Dr. Jordon administered first aid and then told Joyce to take the child to a hospital; while he proceeded toward the home of his patient. The little child sat motionless while Joyce “short-cutted” her way to the hospital. Soon she brought the car to a standstill in front of the hospital and in a very few minutes the child was in care of skilled hands. Joyce was turning homeward when she decided’that, since she was but a few miles from a famous studio, she would drive around and see what chances for a “career” she might possess. She soon parked her car near a large building and was entering when she beheld her favorite star coming towards her. Wouldn’t it be wonderful when she would walk along like that, and be admired by the whole world! This actress, a

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8 £bc J6lue anb Mbitc. wood. Bruce thought that it would be great fun to make his appearance as a ghost in his brother’s path as he was going through the wood on his way to work. There was just one thing Bruce would need in the execution of his plan. This was a ghostly garb. The sheet on his bed would serve his purpose, so before the evening meal he secreted it at the edge of the wood. Now, all was ready. At seven o’clock Bruce left his home. Morris usually started for work at half-past seven. Hurrying to the wood, Bruce took the sheet from the hollow tree where he had hidden it. After he had wrapped the sheet around him he was very spectre-like and weird in appearance. The atmosphere around Bruce seemed unearthly. The tall gaunt tree creaked and groaned as the moaning wind swayed it to and fro. A pale moon which seemed to glide through ominous clouds cast a faint light over everything. Bruce was startled by the dismal hoot of an owl. He found his courage sinking. He stepped behind a large tree to await his brother’s coming. He watched and listened. He imagined he was approached on every side by all manner of things. Why did not Morris come? He would be late for work if he did not soon make his appearance. Then in the distance he saw a movement. Straining his eyes he could now distinguish two tall white forms coming toward him. He held his breath and his heart beat quickly. He was thoroughly frightened and astonished. He drew closer to the tree and his teeth chattered from cold and fright. The spectres tame on and Bruce’s fear increased. Soon they would be upon him. He thought that he would make a dash for home, but he could not pass those two awful creatures. He must go by another, longer way. Setting out on a run, he went as swiftly as he could. Frequently he looked over his shoulder expecting to see a ghostly pursuer. He did not feel the cold now. When he came in sight of home he was perspiring and breathless. He tripped and fell and the sheet was tom off in the fall. He left it on the ground and went on. The trees cast shadows before him and this added to his fright. At last, he reached home and startled his mother and father by his wild appearance. His mother exclaimed, “Why, Bruce, what is the matter?” Bruce had not recovered his breath so could not reply. “I thought that you had gone to see the New Year’s parade down town. Morris just went out about fifteen minutes ago. He and Boyd are going to a masquerade ball. Morris does not work to-night as this is New Year’s Eve. He had not intended to go to the dance, but suddenly changed his mind. They are dressed as ghosts. Now tell us what has happened.” Bruce had to confess and there was much laughter at his

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10 Hbc Blue anfc 'QBlbite. dark-haired, brown-eyed, sweet-faced girl, clad in a stylish blue suit, had seen too much of what Joyce termed “blissful.” While withdrawing from the studio, she was thinking only of the things which Joyce was planning to give up. Joyce decided to ask her for some inside information, so timidly she approached and asked, “Oh, Miss Valera, may 1 speak to you for a few minutes? I—I have something important to ask you.” The actress, supposing that the child wished to become an actress, replied, “Yes, dear, indeed, you may. 1 am always willing to answer questions. Will you come with me to my apartment where we will be able to talk uninterrupted?” Joyce answered, “It is very kind of you. I am in town in my father’s roadster. Shall we go in it to your apartments?” After a short drive, during which neither spoke—the one being absorbed in deep thought, the other thrilled that she wras driving an actress through New York—they came to the former’s home. They entered the living room and after they had sat down, the actress opened the conversation. “My dear child, it is needless for you to tell me that you wrant to become a star. Already I have learned that much. I must confess that I, too, one day had that desire; if I, as one who talks from experience, may advise you, let me say that the life of a screen favorite is one of work and worry. Patience and perseverance are needed to succeed. The path is difficult. Each new butterfly is welcomed, but, alas, how' soon it is left to die! The best thing for a young girl, who has the opportunity, is to finish High school and then decide on an occupation. Your parents can, doubtless, help you decide what to do. I am very happy just now, because I have just succeeded in getting back to real life. Little girl, go home and finish school.” Joyce had been very thoughtful during this talk and when the actress had finished she rose and said. “I thank you very much for your advice. I didn’t wrant to go back to finish school; but, I think it will be best for me.” Joyce left the building and started home, a little disheartened that her ideal had not emphasized the lovely gowns, and the rich surroundings, and she didn’t offer to help Joyce! It was with a heavy heart that Joyce Jordon drove home to finish school. Little she knew that some day she would be thankful that her ideal had directed her thoughts along the right lines. Mr. Pthen—“What is an imaginary number?” Park—“A million dollars.”