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

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On the succeeding day Myriam and her mother set out amid the usual buitle and hurry of an Implanned-fnr departure. By the time they were ready to start, because of their hasty packing there were more bundles than could well be looked after. Their baggage was composed of two bulky and awk- ward bags, two huge satcheh, a grip, and a large double valise. The trip was one of greatest pleaaure to Myriam, for she had Ilwny: enjoyed traveling, and became of her interest in the passing country and her vision: of the coming good time uhe was to have, she had very little time to think of other things. Only once did she think of Ralph, and then only to wonder where his friend, the corporal, lived, and whether Ralph was having as interesting time as she. Almost tee soon to suit Myriam, the journey drew to it: clone, and al each passing mile brought them nearer their destination, Myriam': thought became more and more fixed upon the joliy time she was to have. Finally, after what seemed to her an interminable journey, the train gradually slowed down at the statian. In the noise and confusion Myriam and her mother gathered together their bags and valises and left the train. Mn. Barlow went ahead carrying the one large valise and the small grip while Myriam managed to gather up all the smaller bags and satchel: in. wild dil- Erdgr, the two small and unwieldy bags under her arm and a satchel in either an . Just 8.! they entereti the station, both bags slipped from under her arm and fell with a thud to the floor, while Mrs. Barlow passed on unconscioul of the disaster, thinking Myriam was following close behind her. Oh, gasped Myriam as they fell, what next? I'll never be able to pick them up with all these other bundles. ' Before she had the thought scarcely cumpleted, a young man in khaki whom she had not until then noticed, ateoped for her and picked up the bags. Quickly Myriam turned to thank him. She stopped speechiess. At the same moment the arm of the khakieciad young man holding the ham dropped to his side and an utterly perplexed look overspreacl his face, By: this time Myriam had regained her lost power of speech. Are youAre you Ralph Edgewoud? she managed to Slammer. Yen, and a smile of recognition dissolved the perplexed look on the other'l face, and you-you are Myriam Barlow? Myriam put out her hand and be grasped it ioyfully. Not until then did Myriam notice the short, hoyish young man wearing the epnuiettes of a cor- poral, who had just entered. ' uPaul, she called suddenly. The young corporal turned at hearing his name and at the sight of Myriam and his friend talking together opened his mouth in astonishment. nMyriam, what are you doing here?n he cried. ttMothenr didntt say a word about your coming up for Christmas. And how do you two happen to know each other? ttWell, corporal, cried Ralph. Who was unable longer to keep silent, she's the girl Pve been writing to for so long. I know her am well as you your- self do. But did he? etWhy-ft exclaimed Myriam, live been writing to him for almost I year. 1 guest I know him better than you do. But did she? Eighties

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more Iuch incidents, she cloned her letter and hailin slipping on her coat, ran to the nearest post box. In one of his letters, Ralph encioaed his picture, that of a line, tall, sturdy- lonking young fellow. He added also that he Would be pleased to receive a picture from Myriam. After considering this question for some lime, Myriam decided to send him one, so as she mailed One of her letters she also mailed a. picture. For many months the correspondence continued. In order to find some- thing which he' thought wouid be, interesting to Myriam, Ralph went often to the Y. M. C. A. entertainment; and field games which took place between the diKerei-ut regiments. He coutd not tell Myviam 05 the many nights 05 duty 59 'had formerly spent in the poolhall and at the card table when he hnd fell hopeless and lonely. If she knew of these things, they would surely oHend her, he thought, hand then she mv'lght even stop writingF Therefore, he gradually ceased frequenting his former places of amusement mad recreatinn and spent his time off duty at places which he fen would be of interest to Myriam and in which she would wish and expect him to hem During these months Myriam had been greatiy enjoying her coffe'pon- dance. She also. had begun to change her manner of recreation. A! first ahe chose the lens exciting aims of amusements because she must have something about which to write to her new friend, Before attending a party or entertain. mant, she always said to herself, ttWhat would Ralph thing of this? Would he do it T, and having decided what he would have hn'r do, she followed her decision. Many times she was kept from some good time because of her choosing to do only the things which would be up to RalphJs standard. Often her friends would say to her, Why Myrtam, arerft you going with us tomor- row night? or perhaps they wouM say, ttArc you gping to that party next Thursday night? and Myriam would often have to answer no. Because of her increaling goudy-goodynesa, as some of her former friends termed her chnnge of'apirit, Myriam tost much of her poplarity with a certain group of atudents, hut usher popularity with ode group waned it increased with another class, and soon she was a favorite with new friends. Sevaral month: after the preceding events, Myriam received a letter from Ralph in which he stated that as he was to have a week 9n team: of absence, be had decided to spent it at the home 0f M: friend. the corporal, who had just returned to camp from many months, work at another- camp. The latter did not speak of the place to which he intended to go. Myriam was glad to hear of his leave, for she knew from his hatter: that he hpd been. training ateadity for manths-and that he needed the rest greatly- She though: no more at the. newa, however, for on the following day she was to leave with he; mother fm- .Mgdum, a town about five hundred miles north of her home. The even: Ind come at a surprise to them all, for a telegram had arrivadjrom her aunt but . the night before inviting them up to her 11qu .to spend the Christian vacation, in Myriam'a cousin from the military trainmg camp was In have a week'ajeaw of absence. As it was hut three .days until Christmas. their departure must ' necessarily be hurried if they expected to Mach Medesto before that time. Because of :11 these things, Ind in her hurry and exeltment, Myriam quickly forgot about her letter, for such a trip wa's not an everyday occurrence. . Savantun

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THE LAND OF TIRED EYES By Dorothy. Burton There is a Land of Tired Eyes where all my dremm I store, My mo'thefs there-and other friends. They meet may at tile dooi'. You may go too, if 'ti: your wish and your desire sincere, But it take: faith and love and hope with never a thought of fear. You gently shut your eyes and think of a1! flank dear ami sweet,.... Then y'ou will see your fairest dreams and hopes come forth to meet And form themaelve; into all yolfve planned and ever longed to be, Then my lovely Land of Tired Eye: will be yaur ecstasy. . A WORLD By R. Fisher Lest the moral-lnw should fade, Ami become an abstraction to his uetiire life, In his own way, each man his Ih'ugglek mnde To overcome his earthly strife. For God has given each main :1 world - A neparnle world of imperfect thought! THE NIGHT GOD By Raymond Fisher 1 hold communion with the Night God Whom I do not understand, Nor do I want to. - He gives me sweet nectar to drink, And I drink 'tii fairly drunk- Ta return to my room with dew on my boot: And a rou-peul on my bread. ' Hindu?!