Plymouth High School - Pilgrim Yearbook (Plymouth, MA)

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THE PILGRIM 27 THE LAST TOKEN QA painting by Gabriel Maxj A Christian maiden, cast to die, Because her faith's too great To yield to Ca-:sar's gods, In the arena stands in wait. Clad in a flowing robe of white, A black cloak o'er her thrown, She stands beneath the howling throng, And awaits her doom, alone. Beneath the grating on her left, A leopard creeps around, While on her right, two more wild beasts Are struggling on the ground. Her face is pale, but not from fear, As she glances toward her foes To see once more a faithful friend, Who's dropped her a token, a rose. C. HARLOW '25 ANNOUNCEMENT Poetry Prize - S5 First Prize, Futility, by E. Chase, '25. Second Choice, Sailing, by K. McCarthy, '26. Honorable Mention: T w o Keys, by H. Weston, '26, Things I Have Loved, by H. Sullivan, '26, Elusive, by B. Petersen, '25, Pirate Gold, by B. Holmes, '26, On A Japanese Bowl, by J. Cooper, '26, Gales of March, by M. MacDonald, '25. Short Story Prize-S5 First Prize, A Man With A Strange Smile, by D. Reed, '26. Second Choice, The Soda Foun- tain Clerk, by V. Cushman, '26. Honorable Mention: Tea and Tears, by D. W. Sutherland, 27, The Letter, by F. Otten, '25, Rewarded Merit, by K. Samp- son, '25. Claire T. Carroll, Dorothy A. Goodnough, Margaret Osmond, Judges. His wife wanted a ride in an air- fell out. plane. So he asked the man how -- rr1uCh he Chilfged for a ride. The Frenchman Cafter listening to man replied, H820 for an hour's cabaret singerj - Marvelous, ride, providing you do not talk! The wife and he got in and rode for an hour. When the plane land- ed. the owner of the plane said, Well it is 820. You didn't talk, did you? No, said the Scotchman, but I came very near it when my wife Mademoiselle, marvelous! I will make of you a diva. Cabaret Singer- But listen, old dear, I can't swim. Hello, old man, how's every- thing? She's fine, thanks.

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26 THE PILGRIM 'YOUTH AND THE DANCE Mad, whirling, gliding figures, Bare arms, filmy dresses, Powdered noses, pomaded hair, Evening suits, and patent leathers. Sliding, slipping, aching feet, Exotic perfume, streaming perspi- ration. Rhythmic, dreamy music, Toe to toe, To and fro, Frivolous, joyful, jubilant youth. Heedless, careless, thoughtless youth. The hour grows late and on they dance- Happy now is foolish youth- But as quickly as the music played Their exuberant youth will fade. D. W. SUT!-IERLANDl'26 WHITE WINGS A stiff breeze is lashing King Neptune to frenzy, It calls to the sailboat a challenge unheard, She strains at her mooring, im- patient and restless, At last she is off, skimming out like a bird. Now white spray is dashing up over her bowsprit, She plunges down into the trough of the sea, Then up again, joyous, triump- hant, unconquered, This child of the ocean, so wild and so free. '25 THE HUMMING BIRD Flashing, in the sunshine, Dashing through the air, Sparkling like a jewel, See him everywhere! Poised before a flower, For a moment's space, Off again like lightning On some headlong chase! R. McMahon '26 AFTER DEATH Through the woody, 1 winding course Where Avernus has its source . There I found the Lower World. Death had quickly called me there. Voices strange and very rare Bid me welcome to that world. When I entered, there I saw Pluto, enforcing every law. In'one hand a scepter shone, Someone took me by the arm Squeezing till I felt the harm- Thus I went to Pluto's throne. Kneel, o poor and baseborn one! Cried he. What is it you have done? Lo! I tried to speak my best, But he scorned and scowled at me And said, Guilty first degree! Thus I suffered with the rest. M. ZANDI '25 CONSCIENCE When the hours of a day are gone, And twilight creeps o'er the hill, And the sighing winds and the shadows Have left your world all still -- Do you pause and wonder in fair- ness, . Have I accomplished good or ill? When the years of your life are closing, And peace marks your every hour, When the world and its passing pleasures I Seem to matter to you no more- Will the iinal account that you render Bring you safe through the Heavenly Door? K. A. SAMPSON '25

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28 THE PILGRIM He- Oh say, you'll pardon my walking on your feet, won't you? She- Certainly, old dear, I 'walk on them all the time myself. One- I call my iliv opportun- ity. Two- You do? One f- Yeah. Opportunity knocks. .ll The young man was spending his holiday at the seashore and thought he would like to take a boat out for an hour. Having hired one, he stepped into it and cautiously seized the oars. I haven't my watch with me, he said to the boatman, so I shall have to guess when my time is up. Oh, that's all right, sir, came the careless reply. You'1l know by the amount of water in her. She sinks after about an hour and a half. .li- On an English train, a visitor from the U. S. A. was comparing the extensive railways of America, with the short systems of the United Kingdom. Say, he re- marked, I can board the cars in my home state of Kentucky at 7 o'clock in the morning. I can trav- el all that day and all that night, and at 8 o'clock the next morning, I am still in Kentucky. I guess the old country can't show any- thing like that. Oh! said a voice from behind, We have trains like that, too, but we don't boast about them. I wonder why the artist has called this picture Home ? Because there's no place like it, I should say. London Opinion Queen- Knave, who is that playing the Anvil Chorus out in the courtyard? Jester- Nay, Nay Queen, 'tis the guests removing their over- coats. Keen, but nervous amateur: I say, old chap, what shall I do if they ask me to sing ? Candid Friend: Do? Why, sing, of course-it'll be their own fault! Humolrist fLondrmJ Several Americans and an Eng- lishman were touring the Pacific coast in an auto. The Americans were much amused at a road sign which read: Three miles to San Francisco. If you can't read, ask the black- smith. When nearing San Francisco, the Englishman burst out laugh- ing, saying he had just got the joke. When asked what it was, he said, Suppose the blacksmith wasn't' at home? The heads of a big manufactur- ing plant had this notice posted at the beginning of the summer: New Rules for Employees All .requests for leave of ab- sence on account of toothache, se- vere colds, and other minor physi- cal ailments, and on account of church picnics, weddings, and fu- nerals must be handed to the fore- man in charge of your department before 10 a. m. on the morning of the game. Senior Qin dressing room, be- tween dabs of powderj Oh Gee! We're to have a test in Burns next period. Junior Csurprisedlyj Why! do you take chemistry?