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

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6b.: Sacriflcz HERE was a rush up the steps, a. slam of the front door, bang of books 0n the hall seat, and Dick was home from schuol. There, mother, exclaimed his older sister, c.lorft you see how he nccdsh. A warning hand atoppeti her, as Dick's broad shoulders barred the doorway. 'tWhat's up, sis? Is it another new hat? and Dick dodged a Flying naissle. You are as had us he is, sighed thc mathemas Dick hand- ed back the spool oi thread. Oh, ifs about me, is it? he questioned. His father cleared his throat. but his mother spoke. nRichard, we think, that is, wctve bean talkinghthe high school-. Dick straightened. and Mrs. Elton turned appealingly to her husband. Madge stepped in and saved the clay. Dick, she said, do you remember what a green little dummy I was before I left the village and went away to school, and how diHcrent I was when I came back? That's what we want for you. You are to go to Evanston Military Academy next week She spoke the words de- cisively. Dick looked greatly mystihed and a little hurt, His mother came to the rescue. And Dick, they will prepare you tor the Uni7 versity, there, and perhaps, when you are ready, we can afford to send you? Turning to the older man his shining eyes, hFather, do you mean it ?'t he exclaimed. Don't be tog sureY my boy but if things turn out ali right, it may happen so. But whatever happens, we want to make a man of you. Where did I put my hat? It's nearly closing time at the bank, and I told Brown-, The front door closed softly as he made an ignominious retreat. Madge, out in the hail, looked at herself reproachiully. in the mirror. I didn't want to hurt him, she totd her reheation, but he must understand that he should be different from the village boys. Page Seventeen

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WK 1 K Go the. Sun HE ocean murmurs low its evening lay; The hills, majestic. clad in purple light. Loom up as guards to keep us through the night; And earth in stillness bids farewell to day. Then o'er the ocean blazes bright the way Made by thu ball of FIFE, with glorious might, That seems to Check the coming of the night And keep all gloom and darkness far away; I stood entranced and gazed upon the scene, And in my soul there burned a great desire To make my life a sun for those sad souls. W'hnse pathways rough and rugged seem. To disperse gloom and dreary thoughts that tire, Aml urge them on until they reach the goal. Kathleen l-Iamett, '12. IEEI Spring HEER up! Cheer up! sang the robin, ' Tis spring, htis spring! laughed the brook, My leaves are budding, the oak tree said. And my Mayflowcrs are bloomed, breathed the nook. The mosses on the rocks are frcslfning, The grass is green on the HHS, Hark! how the bluebird is singing, His message with happiness thrills. O, to be out in the fields, In the meadows and woods to play, While the trees turn green And Bowers, unseen, creep into the sunshine of May. Muriel Burdick, 15. Page Sixteen

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C IERULEA It was growing dim in the library, and Dick could see the wavy gray masses of his mother ; hair hut indistinclly. IEcr face was. invisible. How did she feel about it, he wondered, as he knelt beside her chair, just as he had always clone on dusky evenings when he hat semething special to tell her about, ever since that something had been a humped head or a bloody linger: The only sound was the tick-Licking of the 01d hall clock, It summed to Dick that it was ticking in a new life for him. To go to the Acad- emy! Why, perhaps he could play base hall thereureal haeze ball. And how prowl his mother would he if he Could make the tcaml But she would not be there 1.0 see him. W'hat would he do without hcr. The minutes ticked away. Mother, said the boy, l'of course tlm school would he great, and all that, and I want In :.lo as you and father think best: bath, the words came softly, limidly, Wlo you think, perhaps, you will miss 11 : sometimes, just a little? :k 93: i: 314 all Y lk 9k 5? 1:4 Madge got up and closed the piano. Somehow, mother, the house seems awful big and hollow lately. 11's just like a deserted 0m church? She crossed to the table where her mother was writ? ing. llDo you suppose it's just hcczmsc Dick's gone? She picked up a magazine, glanced idly through it, and put it down, as Mrs. Elton gazed fixedly out of the window. Smiling oddly, 1 caught father in Dick's mom today, she said, 'and he asked me why I didn't put some of my pennants and trophies up, to take the place of Diclds, so that when he comes home it wotft look so like a tomb. And Dick only gone a wcck. Madge ran her fingcr idly along the backs of the booksl Louking at her mother suddenly, unawares, she started. She hadn't realized her mother was getting old. Why, she always acted Dick's age. 'lDonlt look that way, mother. It's hard, 1 know, but welvc got to stand it. aud it won't be 50 bad when we get used to it. Mrs, Elton arose. Kllt's only that I havc :1 headache. I think I'll go up stairs. When M1: Elton came home he found his wife and. daughter trying to gossip over the tea table, each with a faraway look in her eyes. Mrs. Elton, for the first time in her life, put two lumps of sugar In his tea. But he did not know the difference, though he detested sugar. Something seemed to be wrong. Page Ekh teen