Plymouth High School - Pilgrim Yearbook (Plymouth, MA)

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E Life Begins At Sweet Sixteen T1 E F E F E F E F 2 F E F1 E THE PILGRIM ,IIIllIIIIlIIIIlllllllllllIIIIJIIIIIIlllllllllllIIIIIIIIll!IIIIIIIIIIlllIlllIIIIIIIIlllllllllllIIIllllIIIIIIIIIIKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlllllllIIIIIIllIIIIIIIIIlllllIIIIIIIIIIIHIIIIIIIIIIIIUIIIIIIIIlllllllllllllllllllllllIllllllllll' 5 TRY THESE ON YOUR PIANO 2 Stay As Sweet As You Are Dot Perkins E Easy Come, Easy Go Ten cents a week 5 I'm Misunderstood A. Lewis I Whose Honey Are You? D. Vandini ' Sweet Music At basketbaii ' Cling To Me Eva's dress Q When I Grow Up Dot Dunbar E The Gentleman Obviously Doesn't Believe Brud Goodwin Thanks A Million At Your Service, Madame I Can Wiggle My Ears A Little Bit Independent So Nice Seeing You Again Swing It Cheer Leader Charlie A Picture of Me Without You Will I Ever Know? I've Got to Get Hot Love Is Just Around The Corner Before For the diploma Yeh? Where were we? D. Beytes Campbell . Back to Nature Colony on Clark's Island An A on our report card D. Pederzani A. Martinelli Says Cap to Phil What was Feb. 19 Cbesides Poluzzi's birthday? going into R.. 10 So's prosperity, but we've never seen it What's Mine Is Yours Homelessons Calling All Cars Rainy day at 12:30 I Love Louisa Bob The Traiiic Was Terrific Got A Brand New Suit Dancing With My Shadow Vinnie Phil Chandler Bill Bagrlell They Cut Down The Old Pine Tree For Louis You're Driving Me Crazy I'm A Dreamer Hate To Talk About Myself History homelessons Fred Deacon Boys' cooking class - I Woke Up Too Soon Dick.Harlow ' Mine Alone Or not at all, says Janet I I Feel A Song Coming On Pat ' ' Haunting Me Study hall teachers 2 Country Boy P. Childs 5 Going, Going, Gone Class of '36 f I Feel Like A Feather In The Breeze Jinny EllllIIIlIIIIIIllIIIIIIllIIIIIlIIllIIIIIIIIllllIIIIllIIIllIllIIIIIIIIIIHIIlIIIIIIIIIIlIIIIIIIIIIIIllIIIIIIIIIIIlllIIIIlllIIIllIlIIIIIIIIIIIIKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIYIIIIIIIIIIIlllIlllllllllllIIIIIIIIlIIIllIIIlllllllllllllllllllllllIl: What Is. Your Choice? BALLOT Literature Cinema Selection Q15 Ivanhoe ........... .... I 9 C15 David Copperfield .... f2J Merchant of Venice . . .... I 6 I C25 Tale of Two Cities .... . . C33 David Copperfield . . . . 39 I C33 Mutiny On The Bounty . . . C41 Tale of Two Cities ... .. 40 C43 Little Women .......... C51 The Virginian .... . . 18 I C63 Hamlet ........ . . .I 6 I Favorite Actor or Actress Q71 Oregon Trail ... ...I 10I C13 Shirley Temple .......... C83 Silas Marner . . . . . .I 16 II C21 George Arliss . . II Q37 Helen Hayes . .. I Ginger Rogers .. Clark Gable 645 I C53 I, 667 I C75 Franchot Tone . . . Katherine Hepburn ..

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THE PILGRIM 27 1217 ' ? FOR THE LOVE OF A LADY MANY deeds, wise and foolish, have been done for the love of a lady. How wise the Frenchman who remarked Cherchez la femme! For always in the background lurks the feminine in- fluence- more often than we know she has laid her mark on history, as you will see. We have often heard the story of Ponce de Leon-so often, perhaps, that its romance is dulled by repeti- tion. But his story is really more ro- mantic than one realizes, if only the truth as it is told here were known. For this is the tale of what sent him on his quest. Leon was a rather small town in Spain, in those fifteenth-century days, and Ponce was not an outstanding figure in it. He had always lived there, and while he took an occasional part in its activities and, for a time, lived a mildly exciting life with his various bachelor contemporaries, he was inclined to be self-effacing. He was different from the rest. Especi- ally was he fond of reading and studying, -even although education and books were scarce. As the years passed, and he grew older, he continued to live by himself, surrounded by his books. He was very fond of reading Sir John de Mandeville's travels, and, although these accounts were grossly exaggerated, he spent many hours pouring over the volumes and taking imaginary voyages of his own. He never married, and, as time passed, he grew more and 'more content with his manner of living. However, as so often happens to mens of his type, as he neared lifty he had the misfortune to fall in love with a lady 'many years younger than himself. Poor Ponce! The thought of her dis- turbed his hours, waking and sleeping, and, as the situation grew worse, he had no rest. Her face came between him and his book, her voice haunted him night and day, in short, his whole life was disturbed by her. Finally he could endure the situation no longer. One night, as was the cus- tom, he engaged a musician to soften the heart of the lady with seductive airs and create the proper romantic atmos- phere. Together they went to her court- yard, and soon the plaintive strains of a guitar filtered through the heavy scent of mimosa which hung about her win- dow. A slight figure appeared behind the bars, and Ponce's heart suddenly swelled. Surely, surely she must listen to his suit and give answer. He stepped from the shadow into the moonlight and in low, impassioned tones pleaded his cause. But alas! When he had finished and stood with lowered head awaiting her word, only a light laugh sifted through the grating which separated them. But no, Senor Ponce-you are too old! Go back to your musty books, and leave love-making to those younger than you. Oh, the cruelty of youth! Stooped with sorrow, Ponce returned to his lonesom-e abode and turned to his books for solace. He opened a volume of Mandeville's travels, and, scarcely real- izing what he read, started to scan an ancient map. Here lies Ind, he read, the familiar words bringing comfort. Diamonds grow as large as oranges, and the people are green and yellow. Suddenly his eye was caught by a tiny bit of lettering in one corner, which had hitherto escaped him.