Public School 173 - Hudson Yearbook (New York, NY)

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rsnsusevs-usenx.4vx1-sannsnv-wax-vsensu-s.--snvsn PUBLIC SCHOOL I73, MANHATTAN-JUNE, I930 My journey to Georgia One Monday morning I arose early, for I was to go to Georgia to visit my aunt. I boarded the boat and sailed down New York Bay. While sailing in Chesapeake Bay I saw some fishermen gathering oysters. Off the coast of North and South Carolina there were men tapping pine trees for resin and turpentine, as our school geography teaches. At last we arrived in Georgia. At the boarding house, I changed my clothes for lighter ones. My cousin took me out to a cotton plantation. He said that the cotton would be ready to be picked when the bolls opened. Taking me to a tobacco Held, he said that tobacco grew like weeds. It also surprised me to learn that peanuts grew under the ground and had to be plowed up. After a three weeks' visit, We started to go home as it was too hot for one accustomed to living in the North. JOHN DRAGNETT, 5A4. ANNE? Wctltltci' flottirigs April I-I, 1930. It is intensely warm and uncomfortable today. The thermometer reg- isters ninety degrees. I expect cooler weather on the morrow. April I5, l930. just by chance I guessed it right! Today is much cooler than yester- day. The sky is very blue, not a cloud in it. It is just cool enough to jump rope and skate. A April I6, l930. The weather is very dis- agreeable. It is raining quite a bit. I feel quite disagreeable myself. GLORIA XVOLFF, SA4. vsnvsn vsnrs.nrs4ns.1vs.nvs4rsnrxnvs.nvsnvs4vs4vsuLnvs4v-sn fl Word to the Wise Would that I were living in a world like that of Alice-in-Wonderland. There was no looking to the right, no looking to the left, in those days. What a delight to play around in open fields! However, this is a different world we live in now. It is modern and up to the minute. We must grow with the world, be watchful and wide awake. A If we stop to think when we cross, we will avoid accidents. All dangerous games, as roller skating, bicycle riding, and ball playing must be done on play streets only. In this way we will be safe from accidents caused by automobiles and trucks. We will be just as safe as Alice-in-Wonderland and, perhaps, almost as delightful! BENJAMIN VVEINBERGER, SB3. -X '75 M ii- flsk Dad, He Knows One rainy day I was looking for the cookies. I had searched from the highest shelf to the lowest, but I couldn't find them. I went to ask my mother where they were. She said, Ask Dad, he knows. ALLAN Boskowrrz, 6I32. 'K' 55 56 BC- Who Did It? My' room was in wild disorder. The clothing was hurled on the bed. The chair was overthrown. The dresser was a sight. I looked everywhere for the person who could have done this. But I couIdn't Hnd him. Can you guess who it was? RUTH DANZIGER, EAS. Page Tbirlcen

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sa ns.n-so x,us4rs4vx4vs.nv-xn-x- usnvxn-sau ns4rxns.u PUBLIC SCHOOL I73, MANHATTAN-JUNE, l930 How to Make a Clay Map Clay is a very useful thing. I learned that last night, when I was trying to make a clay map. First, I collected my materials. Finding a piece of oak tag, I started looking for my clay and water colors. After having laid out all the necessary materials, I began to work. I drew the outline lightly, and then out- lined the separate states. I smeared on the clay, spreading it as much as I could. Down near the Panama Canal, I placed a small ship. When I finished putting the last touches on it, I stood back to see if I could Gnd any mistakes. The water coloring was soon done, and then I had my map work Gnished. This map helped me more than I expected. I studied from it at home, and in school I often had it before my eyes during a Geography lesson. VERA GUNNING, 6133. W-K-X-M Eskimo Land I dreamt I was in Eskimo Land and saw the men digging holes in the ice to get fish. The Eskimo dogs were skimming over the snow. When I came nearer it became so much colder that I said, No wonder the Eskimos wear furs. Suddenly a blizzard blew up. I was thrown with full force to the ground. The Eskimos ran into their igloos and were safe. When I woke up I remembered that I had been reading about Commander Byrd. SONYA juskowirz, 4A I. Page Twelve s.4e-snxuxnvsavs,ox4vs.ux.-ns.ns4rs4-s-vsn-xnas.4rg4vs.4 :- The Fighting Temeraire The beautiful picture of 'fThe Fighting Temeraire was painted by j. IVI. W. Turner. One evening Mr. Turner and his friends sailed down the Thames River in London. They saw this battle-ship being pulled by a tug boat. The sun was just setting at that time and it made a beautiful picture. Mr. Turner kept it in his memory and when he got home he painted it. The Hrst thing that draws one's attention is the beautiful sun which is setting and is reflected upon the water. The tug has a black smoke stack and that also casts a re- flection. In a distance is a large sailing vessel. If you wish to see the original picture you will have to go a long distance across the Atlantic Ocean. The picture is in the Na- tional gallery in London. ABADEL TILL, 6A3. 'X' 45 95' 9: My Diary l'm a young lady now. My, but it feels ine to be nine, after having been eight so long. At least, I think so. I awoke later than usual. I suppose it was because I was excited. Mother greeted me before I realized I was awake. I wonder that I wasn't late for school. Mother promised me a present of a sub- scription for a magazine that I have always wanted very much. This is the happiest day of my life. EDITH LIPSKIN, 5A5.

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PUBLIC SCHOOL 173, MANHATTAN-jUNE, l930 An Adventure on ct Desert One evening I was reading a book about the Sahara. f'OhI I do wish I could go there for a few days, I said to myself. I started packing. At last I started on my trip to the desert. Oh! llow hot it was! The natives were having day now just the opposite of what we were having at home. I became very thirsty, but, luckily, I was near an oasis. I drank some water and then I felt better. The clothing in the desert was white. I heard someone say it was to keep the sun off the natives. Suddenly mother called me. I started up. I then realized that my journey was an imaginary one. llow I wish it would come true. MARILYN KIPNESS, 4Al. X-X--F-k A Case of Poor Menzory Last Fall, my teacher asked if some of the pupils could bring in some acorns for the Nature Class. I knew of a large oak tree along the llud- son River, about a mile from my home, where, the year before, I had gathered a large number of acorns. On Saturday, with my girl friend, I started for this tree, the only one of its kind for miles around, of which I knew. Arriving at the tree, we were greatly dis- appointed to find not a single acorn on or near it. I could not imagine why this was true. When I arrived home I looked at my tree cards, and found that oak trees bear acorns only every other year. MADELINE ITRAZIER, SA4. Page Fourteen House Hunting III a library book in our class museum is a picture of the Bobolink. Every time I look at it I think of this story: Once, on a glorious spring day, Mr. and Mrs. Bobolink returned from their winter's stay in the South. They looked around to End a tree in which to build their nest. They looked and looked, but in vain! The birds that had arrived before them had built nests in all the trees and did not want neighbors. Summer was coming fast and there was little time to lose. At last they found a little tree just outside an apple orchard. It was very small but it simply had to do. They went to work and soon had a nice little house. In a short time there were six eggs in the nest, of which the parent birds were very proud. Now, if you want proof of my story, go to that apple orchard and you will see their nest. MARIE Lvous, SB3. -IG 'BG 69 R' My Pet My pet is a police dog. Isle can go round Zllllil round and catch his tail. MARVIN I'IULSIIMAN, ZI32. -JG 56 41- 49 Wlien Cold Winds Blow III March the winds blow cold and strong. You can hear them sing in the trees. I like to run in the wind. EDITIIA DICKINSON, ZA I.