Our Lady of Mercy High School - Mercedes Yearbook (Rochester, NY)

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Karak 1411 OPEN PLAINS MEAN FREEDOM HE sms. departed behind a huge hxll and the sky was filled wlth an amber t1nt Drink mg from a small stream a young colt hfted h1s head hlgh He glanced qulckly toward the h1ll and then ran ulth all hlS long mlght to a lonely figure The colt brushed the horse on the Slde and then lay down b6S1dC her The older horse h1s mother gave her son a frlend ly n1p then she too lay down Round up tlme had started and they had been separated from the rest of the herd they had raced all day and were tlred She lay dozmg her m1nd ever open to any unfamxllar sound She feared that many of the colts would be caught for they were too young to run far Fmally she heard the regular breath 1ng of her son and rested unt11 dawn The young colt awakened refreshed and happy He loped around 1n thelr hldmg place and ate the sweet green grass of the Wyom 1ng plams and drank from a sparklmg stream trred and restless When they had been w1th the herd they had been movlng all the t1me but hrs mother trled to explam If was not safe to move on So the days came and went Each day the colt grew stronger and more Heet of foot Never had there been such a beautlful gray He had 1nher1ted h1s well developed head and h1s full w1de chest from h1s father He was not at all l1ke stocky pra1r1e ammals of Wy om mg He was hlgh strung h1s XV1El'lC1'S clean and sloplng Hrs legs were as hard as 1ron while the muscles ln h1s shoulders rnppled rn graceful lmes as he walked If 1n th1s Hrst day the colt had grown rest less rt was nothmg as to what If was now He began to hate the four walls that pmned h1m ln on all sxdes He wanted to be out on the pra1r1e Jumplng and raclng wlth the other horses By Mary Ann Moore VVhen a month had passed h1s mother at last agreed to take h1m out of the hxdmg place He trembled with Joy as they wound back agam through the tra1l they had come They found a herd but not the same one they had been xuth before The colt for h1s part worked 1nto the middle lookmg for one h1s SIZC He wandered among the grazmg horses for at least two hours when suddenly they were aroused by war hoops on all s1des The horses began to stampede not knowing where they were gomg They raced ahead only w1sh mg to get away from the sounds made bw men on horses They ran for hours he could hear the scream of the new born colts who were unable to keep up thls pace The stam pede contlnued HIS breath came 1n short gasps and he was unsure of h1s fOOf1ng Then suddenly they found themselves 1n a large coral shut ln on all S1dCS where sweatlng In a few hours the colt was I'CC61Vll'lg grate ful rest He had been extremely thlrsty but as soon as he had approached the water trough rough hands had pushed h1m away So he slept h1s throat burned wlth thrrst his legs were swollen and sore It hurt even to stand on them The next two or three weeks were a hvmg horror for the young colt He had been sep arated from h1s mother on the second day of h1s confinement and now he was about to be sold Sold to the Rodeo sold to a Mr Far naum He placed a halter over the colt s head and led h1m away Youll have to rest up old boy he sand The rodeo contests w1ll be open1ng soon When the contest opened he would not buck he was a great dlsappolntment to the spectators At last he was sold agam thls nme to a rancher u ho owned a vast racmg 13 Q Q 7 , 45 I Y . . , . , ,. . . V. . . , . . , U 7 1 1 l 1 Q ' ' 7 1 7 ' 5 - . . , . .. . U , . u - 3 ' 3 . . . After a few hours of such playing he became b0d1CS WCIC g21Sp1I1g for 211'- ' 9 1 , . ' - 5 3 - 5 ' ll 77 . . . , 9 ' ' - . . . E . . , . , . ' . . . . . , ' ' CC 7 . - , n 4 ,Y ' Ll ' - , , . . . . ,, 1 ' ' .' . ' 3 . ' ' . . , . . . . ' 9

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the next mormng Wlth droopy ey es and an Im ln the Mlddle of Nowhere feelmg I managed to wash dress and swallow a blte of breakfast I walked up our street 1n a seml COHSCIOUS state I boarded a bus took a seat and dove 1nto a book Whether It was soc1al contact wxth the other world v1a the bus or the sudden ln pact of my vacant mmd wlth knowledge v1a the text I dont know but I suddenly woke up And my astomshed eyes beheld my pleated skirt and long blue sweater mstead of our usual school unlform' Can you 1mag1ne trymg to explam that one ln the office? Neither can I Nelther could they Maryone Murphy '46 000 Our garden wlth all IIS rare fruits and vegetables -L was always my father s prlde E and joy In the summer of old a blrght 1nvaded the strawberry patch Then one day unknown to me Dad de clded to keep close observatlon of the patch Br1ght and early the bhght mvaded the garden and Dad caught If Not wlth hrs hands but wlth a movxe camera Every once m a whlle Dad shows the movle of the Human Strawberry Blight m Luczlle Lenlaard 45 O00 Mother was entertamlng one evenmg for an uncle of hers who had lust been appomted as Blshop of Melbourne and who was preparmg to sall to Australla As a sery speclal treat my younger s1ster and I were allowed to stay up after our usual bedtlme Now among the guests there u as a prrest whose very prommently bald head fascmated me for never before had I seen anvone so destltute of ha1r After some tlme of deep concentratxon on the latter subject I cautlously made my vuav over to hlm and wlth chlldlsh smcerlty asked Did the w1nd blow all your hair awav Patrzcza Murphy 45 12 It happened m the mlddle of Srxth Avenue Two small tow n g1rls were malestlcally trymg to cross the street 1n the nonchalant manner of the veterans of New Xork We Qahuh Rochester 1snt exactly brg town you knowj started to cross w1th the green l1ght and had progressed onto the m1ddle of that terrorlzmg avenue when the hght turned red Traffic resumed and bewlldered by busses and cars all about us we mstmctlvely grabbed what we thought was each other s hand When our gr1p on the hand of poor Mrster In Be tween a httle old man of a least sixty be came unbearable he lmplored Grrls please don t hold my hands so tight Moral ALWAYS look to the left and r1ght when crossxng the street lean Lawson, 4 000 Blessed w1th an over zealous tra1t of curxosrty I was qulte chrldhood days The grand chmax of my perslstent yen to find out the whvs whens and '0- 1 lx wherefores of thmgs came vshen a Protestant plavmate asked me to go to church w1th her Unknown to my Mother I accepted her 1nv1tat1on and thought th1s would be an ex c1t1ng adventure I walked down the alsle and unconcerned as 1f lt were a Cathollc Church genuflected next to a pew But thls was just the begmnlng My playmate It seems was a star member of the church cholr so when the cholr dlrec tor heard that she had brought a convert along she 1ns1sted that I be brought along to slng w1th the choxr I found myself bemg ushered down to the basement of the church and was decked out xuth a flamlng red cape and a black cap Then I made mv grand entrance 1nto the cholr loft xx elghted down by a huge hx mnal and eyes sparkhng wlth eagerness There I was an angehc PICIUIC s1ng1ng wlth such Innocent fervor ln an Epxscopahan cho1r' I ean Braucb 45 - l - 7 . . . O 4, , . . ,, . . . . . I - 7 1 1 1 ' 7 1 1 1 ' '- ' ' 1 cc ' - 37 1 ' 1 . , . - . . . O 7 , . . . Y 1 , ' 1 ' ' ' as ' - 8 - ' 11 ' ' ' 1 1 ' . . . . , H , 1 1 1 ' ' ' 1 ' 77 - 1 ' . - 7 6 . 1 It 1 453- V ' 7 , N - ' ' . .LBAEL by- - . 5 5 Q 2 . ,, It , . , , . N ' -A 'lf M h ' 'kr'- 1930, when I was four years '35 dl! 3 U13 01' mY Of Cf ln mY , ' . . . . 45 - s f 1 . 1 ' Q Q ' , , 1 1 . . . , , . U . . , I . - 1 , - H I U . . . C. . I . ' . - A , . . . , 1 1 . . 1 l 1 . . 1 ' 7 ss 97 X Y . . , , . . . Y . 0 Q V I '.L n , l 1 1 . n A 7 I v 7 1 . 1 I , ' ' 1 1 ' . 1 1 - - H I , , :H . . . . . . . I , 7 - b , - ,

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stable Now he was a given a name that of Caral1s1a II after a famous race horse whom he looked like C2f3l1Sl2 was allowed to roam the pastures but he wished more than any thing to be back in Wyoming His first race was a great disappointment but through gentle training he at last learned how to spurt and to save breath for a faster finish Overnight the sport page was shouting h1s name He held the world s record for the tvso mile track He was called a horse w1th a heart The west wanted to race against this horse They vowed that their Ocean Bisquit could outlive and outrun any horse that lived A spcecial race was to be held in the East for the two kings Caral1s1a II was put into a special stall so he would not be bumped on the yourney He rode for five or six hours in the slow freight in more or less of a stupor Sud denly the freight stopped and the livestock were led out to be watered and fed before continuing the trip Caral1s1a looked around him the air denly realized where he was Back in Wyom mg' He leaped high in the air broke away from his trainer and made a dash for freedom He ran faster than he had ever run in his life The trainer stood petrified and pointed to a departing figure bobbing along the horizon Get him he gasped but they all knew it was useless The owner flew out vu est and formed a posse to hunt for Caral1s1a Il They searched the hills for months with no trace of the horse Then one night they saw in the distance a slim gray horse leading a herd He jumped and soared with the grace that could only be long to Caral1s1a II The owner s first thought was to gallop after the horse and by some means or other recapture him Something held h1m back His Caral1s1a seemed so happy Never had he seen a horse go so crazy with the Joy of freedom One of the cowhands saw h1m staring and asked if that gray was Caral1s1a II No that s not my Caral1s1a said the own own horse and rode slowly away Uur P0 imma AN INTRIGUING CHARACTER UR PosrMAN is an optimist Every day is sunny to him His cheery Good morning' Lovely morning' never varies except if lt IS pouring ram or blowing a gale In such a case IC IS modified a bit with Good morning' Wet isnt it? But the morning paper says it will clear up by the end of the day He has un limited faith m his newspaper s veracity Our postmans only son the apple of his eye is 1n the service If he didn t have a wife to support this friendly mail carrier would speak about h1m all day He IS so eager to talk that we often have to remmd h1m he IS a mailman not a news commentator by pohtely lnquiring if there is any mail before he gets too far in his dissertation But nothlng fazes 14 him The next day he continues where he left If all our mail came in form of postcards our mailman could learn much more about our family As it is he has to be content with reading the postcards we do get and surpris ing us now and then with I see that the Browns are having a fine time 1n New York city or there s a big sale on rugs down at the big store Better get one before they re all picked over A busybodyl Oh no he lust likes to gather news to pass down to our neighbors But ue don t mind Our postman IS a neighborhood institution' F1 ances Grant 46 , . a . . . ' 9 ' 7 , - . . . . . . H . ,, . 7 7 7 I Y ' ' ' at ' ' 77 . ' . . n ' ' 7 . . . . U , . . ,, . n 0 n u , 7 ' . . . the grass . . . was so familiar. He sud- er, that's just a prairie horse. He turned his ' . ' ' . off. . ,, . . . . . . ' 7 7 s n 4 a . It . 4 1 n 1 n . . , . , ' sa ' ' I KL ' ' 1 u Q Q n 1 , r K v a 1 7 ' ' 77 SK 7 ' 7 . . . . , . . , , . . . . . . . ,, . , ' a Q , . . . . Y , . . , , . . ' ' , 4 9 , 7 . . . . . ,