North Quincy High School - Manet Yearbook (North Quincy, MA)

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MANET p p 23 A t'ew years later i11 the streets ot' Madrid there appeared a young' serenader who lliltl no occupation other tl1a11 to entertain the ricl1 Zllltl poor alike. From his ineager earnings he clothed tllltl fed himself. After a fllllt' he he- Utllllt' a t'amiliar figure and seemed as n1ucl1 a part ot' fill' city as tl1e huildings and streets. Not Elll evening- passed that the young' man didn't come to sing' to the people of Madrid. lt became a well lilltiXYll fact that no entertain- lllt'Ilf was complete or regarded as a success without. his songs. Many persons at dusk l1ad pictures revived i11 their n1i11ds once again as they listened to tl1e serenader's sweet songs. l11 a particularly beautiful, marble structure in the southern side of tl1e city, there dwelt a grray-liaired. sad-eyed woman. There still re- mained a few traces of the beauty wl1icl1 had heen hers. o11 her lined face. Rarely a day passed that she did not sit on lltll' balcony and graze at tl1e waterfronts in tl1e distance, as it soinethingr for which she was searching would unexpectedly slip into the harbor at any minute. and when dusk had deepened into night there came an inevitable look of longring' tllld disappointnient over her countenance. On one of these many occasions a shadow suddenly appeared under the low roofed balcony and under the cover of darkness sane' songs of the sea. It seemed as if this supply was never endingr, for as soon as one ended he launched into another. At length he ended his recital and the lady placed a handful of coins ill l1is outstretched palm. He made a sweeping how tllltl passed on i11to thc next courtyard where he started anew. As she closed the shutters ot' her halcony windows, his clear, young, it'llOl' voice came faintly to her ears wl1icl1 she strained to hear tl1e distant 11otes. 'l'his came to pass each following' night, hut no words were uttered hetween them, and per- haps this would have co11ti11ued indefinitely had 11ot unexpected guests from a far city ap- peared Ollt' night. Xvlltill he came to serenade. she asked l1i111 to step i11 a 1lltllllt'lli' to enter- tain l1er Quests, for he would surely ,Qjillll great protit from these generous Spaniards. Wlhile he was giving' his recital, she sud- denly noticed the curiously ornamented ring which he wore on 0110 of his fingers. She grave a stifled grasp, but showed no other sign of surprise. He G11i91'T2ll1l0tl the visitors until they decided it was time to depart, but they did this with obvious regret. He would also have departed but she detained him with a sign. After every guest had gone, she asked him where he obtained a ring' of such queer design. He told her tl1e story of the capture and death of his sea captain father while she listened with ashen face. She showed great emotion at the conclusion ot his story, ifllltl he asked the cause of it. She disappeared into the adjoining room and re- appeared with a ring' of the same design. He suddenly realized that all his wanderings would now be ended. So the two, who had waited countless years for this, were united. A Bag in the 'B.iz1h ANNE SHENNETT, Il-2 We come to our lah class prepared for the day- tAs to that perhaps the instructor could sayj. 'l'l1e class straggles in, we finally get started. To tl1e instructors dismay, no thoughts have darted 'l'ln-ougli our compendious minds, as is seen By the things we say or those we mean. When precautions are given, and last lllllllllt' ll0l4'S. ttlli these our instructor sometimes dotesp All l'lKlll.i -lllt' permission to start to work, Hur keys are t'ou11d. we're told not to shirk. XYe start tl1e experinient, hoping: in vain 'lfhat the test tuhes we'll keep, tl1e henehes not Slilill. We stand tlllll minutely equipnient weigh, ICxaetness is time-savin,z Illt' instructor will say. A flask. a ringstand. and tubing ot' glass, l'l'ttll2ll'2lll0ll being: made tlirougrhout tl1e class. t'hlorate, nianganese. and acid poured in, The latter we know is injurious to skin! We vifrorously heat things to the distress tif tl1e instructor. What he says? You may guess! Ilrawers are opened and shut with a hang, As hotties all rattle, metallic sounds clung. Pop! goes a gas jet. Attention ! -, the command, A gas jet is on! It's turned off hy swift hand. Smell tl1is! k4:1 hottie thrust under our nose. I'nt-ensciously we breathe to tind there no rose, Instead, sulphur dioxide. a gas distasteful, We have no desire of this to he wasteful g Thus llle oliject. ot' a neig'hl.1orly prank, For which tl1e neighbor deserves a good spank! We strive with formulas. equations, usw tu. s. v.J Sonietimes it seems that it's all Greek to me ! Iiusily writing' we ti11d ourselves choking, The Sl'IlN2lflUll is really very provoking! Stllllt'0llP!S erpiipment is eltervescing' 1lA'fll'02e11 chloride. Tl1et'eeli11Q, ! Iiistressing! Sizzle and crack! goes Stllllt'lttltlj'!S tlask. 'l'l1at it's hroken. ol' course. we need not ask. Surely the setup l1ad been inspected. 1'erhaps it mi,u'ht have lieen rejected! Or maylie tl1e person in alvstract mood XVas caret'ul not where the l1ot llask he stood! A faucet is illl'Ilt'tl. water is splashed. For our paper across the way we dash. We ti11d it spotted. and slightly damp. It' we only could get our hands o11 tl1e scamp! A hurry Zlllll hustle to get our work done. Ill lnelween times a IllUIllPllf is snitched for some fun, We test tl1e products, They could he better, The materials we used weren't' quite to the let tg-r

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22 MANET Panama. Tl1ese bnccaneers plll.llClt'l't'f,l tl1e u11- fortunate 111ercl1a11t vessels as tl1ey plied 011 tl1eir ll11G1'l'll1Q' patl1s to the New Wo1'ltl. Sucl1 was tl1e fate tl1at befell tl1e t'Dolphin. Tl1e vessel l1ad llflljll caught in a severe storm, but IIOXV as tl1e mighty sea llilil Ctlllllflil Elllfl slapped upo11 tl1e sides of tl1e ship, she was co111pelled to slip 1lOlS9l0SSlj' upon tl1e Stlllfly shore of tl1e cove, for the rudder had been Ll3l112lQ,'GCl Zlllll further travel was impossible llllfll it l1ad been repaired. The vessel, besides ElCUOllllll0ll2lllllgI the Span- ish tlaptain Rllll tl1e crew, carried the Slllilll S011 of tl1e captai11. This was l1is tirst big' trip to tl1e New VVorld beyond the ocean of which l1e had heard lllilllj' colorful, glowing tales. The UDolphin's', cargo co11sisted of valuable silk being carried to tl1e 1'lCll inl1abita11ts of New Orleans. Toward nightfall tl1e unsuspecting crew pre- pared for a 11igl1t 's rest to be able to 111eet tl1e inevitable hard labor ofthe next. day. There ap- peared great, si11ister shadows toward the stern of tl1e sl1ip. Silent as P2llll'llt'1'S, Slllilllljl' shadows 11i111bly ascended tl1e lVO0Cl91l sides of the ship, a11d 11ot lllllll tl1ey had planted theinselves i11 various corners of tl1e ship were the leader and crew aware of l'fl1G lllI'lilllgI danger sur- 1'OHllCll11g them. Quickly they rushed for their pistols and swords in preparation for defend- lllg' theinselves, but it was too late. The plunderers rushed 1113011 the defenseless men, Hllfl slaughtered lllttlll right and left, including' tl1e captain. .lust a moment before, l1e had thrust his S011 i11to at Slllall cran11y of itll? galley, and l1ad appeared again to 1119915 his death at tl1e hands of a group of bloodtl1irsty pirates. It was 11ot lo11g before tl1e crew of tl1e MDolphin had b6G11 slain and heaved over- board. Tllfj' l1ad put up a strong tight, but tl1e surprise of tl1e attack a11d the odds were against fllelll. After ransacking the whole vessel and lay- ing hands upo11 anything which seemed valu- able, they divided tl1e booty under tl1e careful observation of Alverez, tl1e pirate leader, whose eyes were ever XV3lCllflll for cl1eati11g of Flllf' kind. Any 11l9l11bG1' of tl1e crew would be only too thankful to receive a trifle more tllall his share. Suddenly f1'O1ll tl1e galley CHIHQ a. loud wail, Hllfl a sobbing youngster appeared. Standing on the bloodstained deck, l1e was a pitiful fig- ure. Slowly shuffling up to the amazed men, l1e flung a golden object. to the o11ce speckless deck. As Alverez snatched it up in his greedy fingers, l1e inquired of tl1e boy, who he was. He had to be satisfied with only, I am the cap- tain 's sonft The men became restless alld gazed ques- tioningly at the leader, Alverez. He flung up a hand for silence Elllfl gazed at the calm sea, while l1e tried to collect tl1e JfllOllQ'llfS 1'0Vl11g i11 his llllllll. -lust as surprising as tl1e preced- ing incident, so was his answer, t'We7ll keep him. As tl1e time passed Hllfl tl1e boy grew up i11to young' manhood, he acquired a gift for song. It was no longer a strange event to 1301116 upon tl1e young H1311 singing rough, burly sea SOIIQQS to tl1e crew, for tl1ese were the only songs of wl1icl1 tl1e ll2ll'Ll0l1Gtl 111611 had any knowledge, and which they i11 turn taught l1i111. At ti111es when tl1e pirates b0C2l1llG over jovial f1'Ol11 drinking too 11lllCll ruin, they tossed coins of all sizes to their G11l'9l'fill1101'. These l1e kept illltl it was 11ot long before he l1ad l1oarded a surprising' 21111011111 As for Alverez, l1is 11100LlS often CllEl1lg2,'9tl. His nature depended 1117011 tl1e weather, or tl1e booty l1e secured f1'01ll plundered sl1ips. XVll91l l1is good nature came to tl1e top, l1e gave tl1e boy the best education l1e had i11 l1is power to give. This tl1e boy XV0lCO11lGLl as a refresl1n1e11t from dreary years spe11t on board tl1e vessel. There came a ti111e XVllG11 tl1e ship 's crew were too preoccupied to pay 111llCll attention to hi1n, illltl during this illlltl l1e spe11t l1is time trying' to analyze himself. Vtlhen his 11lllf'l'Pt'11lll year rolled by, l1e 11o- ticed that the captain l1ad b9C011lG llltlfllly a11d spent lllfllly long hours i11 solitude, so it did not co111e as a great surprise to hi111, lVll911 one day Alverez SLll1l11lO1l9Cl l1i111 to tl1e cabin for privacy. He obviously l1ad a weighty IIIHJEJCPI' to discuss. The crew l'P1ll2ll1l6Cl below to gamble away or perhaps to win tl1e booty tl1ey l1ad received 011 their latest expedition. Alverez sat i11 silence for a wl1ile and over him can1e a feeling of dread at tl1e thought of tl1e confes- sion l1e 111llS'E 111ake to this tall, strapping boy XVllO11l he l1ad co111e to love as his son. Then hurriedly l1e lHlll1CllQCl i11to l1is bloody tale of plunder aboard the ship belonging to the boy father wl1icl1 l1ad 6l1ClGLl in sucl1 disaster. He ended l1is tale as abruptly as he l1ad begun it, and gazed pleadingly up into tl1e face of the YOHIIQ' man. The lad put hin1 at l1is ease, at once, for l1e l1ad nothing in his heart but for- giveness. VVhen tl1e youtl1 finally understood tl1at he didn 't belong to the pirate ship, but still per- haps had a mother in Old Spain, he became restless Hllfl felt an urge to travel to satisfy his own curiosity concerning the fate of his mother whom he l1ad never known. At length tl1e captain permitted the youth to make plans for l1is departure and after handing the boy l1is ring, l1e had kept for all these years as a mark of identification, he sailed as near the coast of Florida as he dared where the boy was received without questions by an individual who did not look like the picture of honesty.

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24 MAN ET lVe clean up the benches and all to perfection. Just according to the instructors direction. XVe hurry through drawings. which looked at again Seem to have been made by someone of ten. Finish up quickly. we're told as we hurry. Or to your next class you'll have to sc-urry I The whole class is finished as the words are said! XVhat the instructor will think. when this he has read. As teacher says, Papers in at the end of the class! The heart sinks. in more than one boy and one lass. A minute or so-b-rringgg goes the bell, As for a day in the lab . that's all I can tell. E112 linsrtta Stunt LORNA DRUMMOND, I0-2 QA tablet of basalt. containing an inscription in two forms of Egyptian hieroglyphics and in Greek, was found in Rosetta. Egypt. in 17519 by Monsieur Bousard. It supplied the key to the ancient ll1St'l'lDfi4lllS of Egypto ln the land of ancient Egypt Flows the Nile by sphinx and temple. Monolith with hieroglyphics- Early form of picture writing lfsed by scribes and priests of Iris, Thus they wrote that fair land's history On the tombs of all the Pharaohs. Temple walls and reed. papyrus. There is found that ancient record. Years passed on, the land was conquered By the Greeks and then the Romans So that writing was forgotten And was lost for many ages. Yet. a scribe of Ancient Egypt Chained beneath the hand of labor On a stone engraved these symbols Of the ancient picture writing. And beneath it carved the writing Of the later lords of Egypt. Then two thousand years later. Long was lost the Roman culture. Came Xapoleon with his legions Despoiling all the land of Egypt. And a soldier of this army Stumbled on that stone. half buried. Carried it with him to Paris. There a little while, it rested. Tlien a scholar saw the writing, Found in it the key, long wanted To that ancient picture writing. Thus was found the stone, Rosetta. A 'Hagahnnh Sung ELIZABETH WALLACE, I2-3 Blue sky above me Clouds, billowy, white. Sun in the heavens Sending forth light. Brilliant and warm, Life giving ray. I thank god For the sun today. Black sky above me Seeniing so near. Stars ill the heavens Sending forth cheer. 'lfwinkling and laughing, Blessed and bright. I thank God For the stars tonight. Skating Bags MAE RUMRILL, 8-9 It rained all day and then the next The water froze the ice Into a slippery sheet of glass That made it sniooth and nice. One by one the skaters poured Upon the solid pond W'ith joyous laughter carrying back And reaching way beyond. The colors flew by thick and fast Spots of red and blue. All the merry young folk Lots of old folk too. All the pond was crowded With people by the score Who cared how cold their toes might get When skating socks they wore? How joyous are these skating times That winter brings along. Hurrah for good old skating days Will be our sole theme song. Enya iEnh ELIZABETH WALLACE, 12-3 Quiet evening and fading light, Shadows softly creep, And the sky now grey, reluctantly sees The round sun sink to sleep. Then night like a blanket settles, And holds within its sway A strangely silent world that rests, Awaiting another day,