Newtown High School - Newtowner Yearbook (Elmhurst, NY)

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Letfs Keep tem Fbfing Which would we rather have Four freedoms or four tires? Whom would we rather have rule us, Americans, or those liars? Why do we waste those things That will keep America free? Make it a haven for those oppressed Away from all tyranny. Why do we just sit at home And shout for MacArthur's men, Those men who are fighting so bravely, Outnumbered by one to ten? Of course we should cheer for the soldiers But our voices won't conquer the fightg It's the men that sweat and die for the cause And suffer all day and night. Why don't we help them by buying The bonds that will win the war Send them the ships, and the tanks, and the guns To help what they're fighting for? Come on you American people, Let's keep our side from dying, Let's save our money and buy the bonds, Come on! Let's Keep 'em Flying P' Jon: Sommnn

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another job and work harder while Warren was graduating and wanted to marry. But why should he be the victim? Dick urged. He lied to himself and then told himself the most bitter truth. He, too, wouldn't be able to write another song. He got up and went to the window. In the distance he saw the horizon getting purplish-blue. He'd go and tell Warren and they would try to Work it out between them. But then one of them would have to give in and Dick felt sure that he couldn't let Warren make the sacrifice either. b Dick whirled around as his alarm clock rang. He hadn't slept a wink this night. He dressed, poured a pitcher of cold water over his head and took his books. He couldn't eat any breakfast. He met Warren after school. Hello, boy, you look as if your best friend died. Can I come with you and hear your song? Dick bit his lip. He looked faraway where the plain and the horizon met. Then he turned a steady gaze on Warren. No, he told him, the song was so terrible that I tore it up. Gee, I'm sorry old man. I hope you'll have better luck with the next. You know, I showed mine to the music department head this morning and he is convinced that Pll win a prize. Wouldn't that be swell ? You bet it would, exclaimed Dick. Come on, I'll treat you to a hot dog, I'm starvedf' And pulling Warren with him, he fairly flew down the hill. Now he knew what it meant to feel as light as a bird. ELLEN R. MAYE11 HERITAGE Because our sires fought and died At Lexington and Valley Forge To cast the tyrant yoke aside Of proud and imperious George, Because they strove for freedom's charm, And stood for Rights of Man, With heart and soul and brain and arm Let's make what sacrifice we can And win the war. J'EnEM:mH O'MAnA 6'

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THE DATE I CAN,T do it fellows! I can't, remonstrated Billy Smith as he banged as h ssh 'scald the telephone receiver in place. Have a eart, e moaned. Il 0 anything but that ! He looked apprehensively at the boys around him. How could he, Billy Smith, call up the most beautiful, most glamorous girl in town and ask her for a date to go to the zoo . . . no less. Impossible! Why the very thought of it made sweat pour from his brow. But he had to go through with it if he wanted to become a full fledged member of the ...... club. Aw be a sport Billy. We want men in this club not mice, chided Danny. Asking a pretty girl for a date is a cinch ! I know she'll turn me down and besides I don't think Gloria would like to go to the zoo . . . replied Billy dolefully. But you've got to make her accept your exciting offer, replied Joe. After all a date to the zoo comes but once in a life time ! All you have to do is turn on the charm, Johnny jeered. That's simple enough and it always works on the women. Look where it' got me, exclaimed Bob who was always boasting about his many female admirers. Good and broke, retorted Billy. I have to save my money for that new camera and . . . Well what are you complaining about ! ejaculated Bob. The zoo is cheap enough. Say-you're not getting cold feet, are you? Why no! That is er er .... I'll show you who's getting cold feet, replied Billy indignantly. Give me the phone ! A ff?-'ZX Now we're getting some- Gx place P' exclaimed J oe. 3- 'l fw,',,,,,, Hello, Is this the resi- X! 5 'f gf -:r Tf4'K WW 1'A ' y A vm, , I ' IS' ff? dence of Miss Gloria Brown P H ' y F X I 12 f.f, '4 f, ' i f ga Billy asked meekly. X if ' i f , fl N Why all the formality? . ly' X pf' 9? I interrupted Johnny. She is g 1 . ! in your Chem class. F! by wx 'fssshr' cried Billy. May ,ff X W , - l I please speak to Gloria P , ' V l ' , ' Hello, Bob, came a if Q A X lib y g X shrill voice over the wire. ! U11hh. he groaned. Lfnhllllllrfli V N! W N1 A Q XX Gtfrhis is N U I1 ' l She thought it was you, Q it-sd xi, . a..n.w-M-'-'Bob, he said in an undertone. 8 ,pu Wa H2 lq 1 . if . , 191 X MA f 2!,1f i ,, !a',cf, , flfwiyf E 3119, 4