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

Page 32 text:

WL..pa1mi-vmnn.-.xum..-vsnm.,N.,,...,,,,,,.mug..nun..-mlm'-vvnlln-mulW-wnr,...ww---14nm.iming:.1v1nu:.1-mnnumvguvz1.-ummm-nnr..1x1-lr..-.my-lumpy mmm,lm,,mIIf,,,,I,14111111111111115111111111111l111111111 lIul!,l1lHIIl1.:-LqlullllllllfflllllllllwIllIllIlIlIl1ll1l1Zlll 1 1 :Z-4 R I 1 19 111 1103111111 '1lI'11Lp1a:u1 1111111111 111 11 1111u11u11j1f 11111 11 Ei N PETRI s z' 5 S11 ' 7 Z 11, 1 1' 1 'I ' 1' 'I 1 Q1 l .WP II 1, 111 SV E 1111111112 'ml 11 II11,I11l11f'iw1 M, 'dm U ,: M11h11uWI mmm gum Mm1111.L his 119211222511 1 11' 1' ' .T ' V B 111 ggi ,111.111111111 111114-'1 ,1.1 1 m1T1m1111111 E4,1-5,11 1 '1 1giQ. FLm1m11f1111'1111111111111111111111111111111.11111111111111112i g I 5321 hjllx A 146- Z 511111-1.'u111111 1111211111' 11 1 1111111111111111111111l1 '11' 1111111111111111111111111111111111!l111'11l1Il 11, l1lllI2,i1 ,1111-,g'. 1? is 1311 1. uui--zu:ut-pawnw'v411'11-milwwwIminhwlmf-11Aliz.e.x1uwunmi-.iinis -..v muim vin c-vgsg CHARACTERS ' Alfreda Samrano-an old Spanish Don. Rafael Enriguez-her nephew. Leila Samarano-his daughter. Dolores-her servant. Merced Enriguez-an old woman. Pedro-a servant of Alfredo. Gilberto Enriguez-her son. Three pe-ons SCENE I QA room in Merced's hacienda at San Gabriel. It is late afternoon. There is a heavy table and a settee at stage left, a barred window center, a fireplace and doorway stage right. As the curtain rises, Merced enters.l Merced: Dolores! Dolores! Come, and bring candles for this room. We will need much light here tonight, for Senor Samarano comes with his daughter's dowry. He is a rich man, Dolores, and values his daughter highly. Dolores: And that means-a bounteous dowry. Merced: My child, has not the padre taught you not to think only of gains? Read your Bible, Dolores. Dolores: There is an oxcart coming slowly down the road. Ahead of it a caballero rides. Now they turn into the courtyard. Merced: That is the dowry. And about time, too, with only a week until the wedding! fThey go out, but return almost immediately, ushering Alfredoj. Merced: Bring the chests into this room, Senor. The light fails, but sit and rest you before your ride back. Dolores, wine for the Senor. CDolores gives him a goblet of wine from the table and goes outl. Alfredo: I thank you, Senora. Indeed, a thirtyfmile ride is tiring for one of my age. Think you four chests are enough for the dowry? Pedro, bring them in here. fPedro and three peons enter, staggering with the weight of two large chests. 7 They set these down, go out and return with two more as Alfredo speaks. See, these old linens, all of them hemmed by the hands of my daughter and her maidens. This contains rich shawls and mantillas, all from Spain by the last ship. This last is silver.

Page 31 text:

LITERARY 27 lllllIlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllIIIHIIHIIIIIIH Hllll IIIIII HII I VIIIIII IIIIIIIHIIHIIHIIII IHIIHIHIIIH I IIIIHIHIIIIII KIIIIIIIIII Illllllllllllllll III IIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIlIIHIIIlIIHlI'r - A' :.f.' f 3f' 5 L gas , V, - .far ' 3 i i A M. I2 ,, A 5 . .ggwmrwgbf 'LQ Nu., g , awe S , , A , , Q 1 .X Q Q , ' 1 , 'lllllllug - 'F in ' ir W 5 fifl 'A , 1' rn- H 1 J I f Y A 1 1 1. .' 1 A 1 ' , faux Mg, , A lf Qi? ., :,: ' 'ig ,sk .. Q e --KK ' 9 1-.Q '4 H 3:1 ' -221.--V.. 5' QP r. 5 T' Q 49404 F f fhlfa 9 Jiisfl 3 wif' '15 il 'VMS T X ' P 1 gg 'lm ' n M' V ' 2 A ' if , fl- ru ' HK x l 1 4 'Ti ' ll 0 Fw .Q 'A giml W . U . X R v 's ' x :' -i - X X F l l sin A I uh lwllw 'N ' l lwl Q4 . I . W1r5! . w. :N 4 X .. r X ,I crm-:NUTS anmf' r H 'nr ni W l lfwwflwl ,ga H D.. ?i?' S?f1: 355 li SEQ 15 ,. 3 Q li H 532 -A-5 '- Elgflvillly V-. azffaalziih' w ENE' f 1' H , . ll Qs l'lTwf,ff5Iv1' '5.':f'51fi r I f iq ,gmac lit.'is:l4g g 1 1 -:-W is ' fl-H33 H Q? 2,'i'gg+? zf ..' Q b 5 2 ,R .,., ,I , rf I' 'n A EEE rw-:nik THE FAIR By Molly Chalmers It's Fair time in St. Andrews, And all the world's come down, There are gypsies from the countryfside And grand folk from the town. There are caravans on painted wheels With horses large and black, There are fortuneftellers in their tents- Oh, eVerything's come back. There are roundfafbouts and gurdies Playing a mad, wild tune, There are skies for clearfeyed strangers Beneath the moneyfmoon. There are shouts, there's gay, loud laughter, There are kerchiefs coloured strange,- Ch, there are gypsies in St. Andrews From beyond the mountain range. St. Andrews' streets are cobbled- It's very old and gray, St. Andrews' spires are towering And tapering for aye. And yet, this day in August, It's full of gypsy folk, It's full of song and laughter, Of happy word and joke. Oh, it's Fair time in St. Andrews, And all the world's come down, Each gypsy from the countryfside, Each lady from the town.

Page 33 text:

LITERARY 29 UIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllIIIlllllllIlllllIlllIIlllIl!IIlIllllllllllllllllVIIIIIIllIIlIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!Illllllllllllllllllllll Illllllllllll IlIlIIlIIIlIlI'1 Merced: fEagerlyQ The silver! Ah, yes. Alfredo: Later I bring casks of wine from my own cellar. The '78, Merced: And the Senorita Leila? Her health, I hope, continues? She is averse in no wise to this alliance with my family, I trust. Alfredo: My daughter's compliance with my will in this matter is absolute, as always, Senora: although, of course, having returned so recently from the convent, she exhibits a reluctance which the holy sisters and her own maiden modesty have taught her. Merced: fGuriouslyJ And in what way, Senor, does this reluctance ex' press itself? Alfredo: It is but a little matter, Senora, and of no moment. Mayhap she resents the custom that keeps her from seeing the bridegroom, Senor En' riguez, until they are married. - Merced: fHorrifiedD Has she said this? Alfredo: Not precisely, but I-ah-gathered it. These foolish 'modern ideas-I cannot say how our young people get them. Merced: Ah yes, it is a -pity, but she is young, Senor. CShe hovers round the chests. Gilberto and Rafael enter. Gilberto is a dark, slender young man, tall and languid, smoking a cigarette. He saunters over and looks at the chests, while his cousin, after greeting Alf fredo with a ceremonious bow, goes and sits at the windowj Gilberto: Good afternoon, Senor Samarano. Ah, the bride's dowry, I see. And the keys? Alfredo: Good afternoon, Senor Enriguez. Senora, here are the keys to the chests. I must go now. Rafael: Permit me to accompany you to your horse, Senor. fThey all go out, but Merced returns immediatelyj. Merced: She wants to see him, does she? Holy Mother! and he spoke of maiden modesty! Quick, Dolores, light the candles! It is so dark I cannot see the chests. fDolores enters with a lighted candle from which she lights those on the table. Merced unlocks one of the boxesj. Ah, these are the linens. Leila's mother could not have been very strict in her teachings. How large are the stitches! The linens of my dowry- C She breaks off and rummages in the box. Rafael and Gilberto return. Rafael sits at the window as before, while Gilberto unlocks another chest and pokes with his cane among a pile of bright shawls and mantillas. He pulls out a red and yellow shawl. His cousin rises quickly and comes and looks at itj.