Polytechnic High School - Caerulea Yearbook (Long Beach, CA)

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25b: Taste: ?alrg H, JACK, I wumlcr what a felier's silllnick wud feel like with a really, truly rabbit egg in it; one like them we seen the Dnhhiifs kids catin' last Izastcr? Haiti :1 ragged litlic ncwsboy, as he .133: trudged along the main street of a great city, and stopped by the brightly lighted shop windows, ail a-glitter with holiday decorations. Jinny. crime ilong hcrcf commanded hiS larger brother, in .1 mugh, yct imt uukimily, voice. If you don't quit your iuolin' any come help sell papers we'll be wonricru' whut it feels. like tn be 011 the outside 0, bread crust. Alf anyhow. there ain't no scch thing as 11 Easter rabbit. A11 them stories you been hcarin' 130m foundin' nests full 0' red an green :111' purplc eggs, with a card sayilf 'From yuur luvi1f Easter Rabbit,l arc jest as hshy as the mm the preacher man told 'hout Jonah swailuwini a whalu. The smaller boy did not contradict, for he knew it was useless; but as he went on down the street, iustily crying his papers, ht: sigiwd, and once stopped to brush away a tear with his grimy fist. Surely this was a cruel old world, he thought. Surely it was a very heartless rabbit who saved his- novelties for children who had every luxury that money could buy. Suddenly a. happy thought struck a spark of life into his sorry, little soul. mIihe very idee.H he exclaimed aloud, ' Fo think I never thunk 0' that afore! 'Course that rabbit won't HCVCF leave me no cggs ii I don't even the him a nest! I fcrgot that's whut all the Doleiifs kids done; ani then my beautiful lady with the violet cyns an' hair like gold, that give me a whole quarter fer my paper t' other clay, told me that nothinf in Heaven or Earth cud 11pr a teller 'Iess First he thped hisseig. When Tony had sold his last paper, he turned his face from the brilliantly lighted streets and ran hard and fast through dark and crooked ways until he came to the rickety shanty he called home. He ran inside and soon came out again with a neat little pine box, one of his few treasures. This he set down under a scrawny rose tree which grow by the door. Then he began tear- Page Fourteen

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SONG 0F HE, A WAITER Nothmg 161': was. then: hut keltlcn. When I plead in hungry accents. Asked with voice 5n scul M11 plczldiilg. If no noodle suup remained there, Oh. the answer 50 lmartrcmling Did I llcar!il then passed mlward- Vv'hcncc the salad and the custard! Ginger cookies and bananas! Everyihing alike had vanished. To the tables whcrc my cnmrad Sat contented. smiling, chatting, Stuffiing. eating. all oblivious Of my sad, unhappy visage. Slyly did 1 seize 21 cracker. Yea, a picklc from the countcr. Then departed through the side dunr. Me. the poor, starved. Iannihhcd Suniur, T0 the ulumy walk5 Hmund iL Thence into a far M? 611155 room. There to cram mm innrl. hut LatinL On an emmy. hungry Hinmzwh. Left to wtmrlvr whence that odor. W'hencc that fragrance 51111 lsluwn Hkywzlrd. Ruth Adams. '12. Mmm 1W, 17f? 511 t Page Thirteen

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THE EASTER FA IR Y ing up handfuls of such dry grass ah the narrow Strip oi lawn af- forded, and, placing it in the box, sucucuilcd in making a very rei spectahle looking nest. He was just giving it a Final pat when he heard a movement behind him and saw that his brother Jack had ar'rived. HFixiu' to set a hen? inquired his brother in a voice full of laughter. N0, Jack, said the Iittle fellow seriously I jest wanted to make sure Ilzl done my part 'fure I lilameal the rabbit iur passiui me by. This ain't much, lnut I reckon ifs all 1 kin do. Are you sure you done all you cud, Tully? said Jack, :15 they passed into the shanty together. 1 futhi't you better set down 211' try to shake some eggs out 0i your vest pocket? That might be part of thc tryin' bargain. But Tony did not hcccl his brother's sarcastic rcmarks, autl fell asleep that night for the first time in his life with a happy smile of expectation on his face. Easter Sunday dawned brightly, aiul Tony was. up with the first ray of light. In a trim: he was out of the door and, with one glance in the direction of the rose trcc, gave such a shriek of joy that Jack came running out with an impatient, HTony, whut the ? But ht: stopped short as little brother ran toward him, great tears of joy streaming down his cheeks, and holding in his hands the pine box, in which. on a napkin of snowy linen, lay twelve brightly colored Easter eggs. Jack picked up a little white card from the nest and read, For Tony, from the Easter Fairy. Notice who it's from. 3011 ?'i asked Jack, teasiugly. i'Oh, I 1101f: care who laid 'cmhRabbit 0r Fairy, it's all one. to me! cried Tony, hopping up and down for joy. And across the street, unnoticed by the two iittie figures in front of the shanty, a beautiful lady, with violet eyes and hair like gold, smiled sweetly :md hurried along on her mission of cheer. Vivian Kraus, ,15. Page Fifteen