Richmond Hill High School - Archway / Dome Yearbook (Richmond Hill, NY)

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THE DOME Page 9 The Dome of thought, the palace of the soul 5 E lm r rw . T H E D O M E 5 9 PUBLISHED BY THE STUDENTS OF RICHMOND HILL HIGH SCHOOL Issued Qaarterly RICHMOND HILL, N. Y. C., JANUARY 13, 1931 Price 35 Cents Editor-in-Chief Helen Segall I Editorial Eight Term, Edmund Fleck Mildred Mesurac Rowena Poliner Donald Schwind Fifth ,Term Seventh Holman Robertson Eleanor F. Eclney Board Term Sixth Term Sam Lawder Ruth Whelan Donald Schwind Fourth Term Samuel Ussak John Helen Manthey Edward Wi Annex 56 Herbert Leaf Alice Jacobs Eleanor Storck Lenore Bergman A Third Term lVIileo Leonard Fortgang nderman Annex 90 Carolyn Kaplan Dorothy L. Miller .Circulation rt Secretaries Marian Skinner, Mgr. Sidney Pacht Rosalind Bob George Michelmore Fred Mohr Hazel James .lames Lomax Helen Cohn Treasurer-3 Faculty Adviser AflU6TI5iSiH-g Elizabeth Bolde Suzanne Lent Richmond Advertising Service P. 0. BOX 7 R. H. There is within us a faint longing-the sort of discontent that comes from wishing one had ordered a chicken salad sandwich instead of the inevitable ham on white. This time, however, it concerns magazines-not sandwiches-from the viewpoint of a Senior. Since the Dome publishes club pictures and Senior activities besides stories and poetry, it has been criticized at journalistic con- ventions for being a conglomeration of literary and scholastic events. The ten- dency in most high schools is one which has been adopted in all colleges: a publication by the senior class of a year book, entirely Separate from the literary magazine, well-bound, and con- containing-in addition to Senior pictures and activities-whatever a graduate would want to have in a permanent form. Pictures of teams, clubs, the faculty, the 'building itself might he included. Under such an arrangement in Rich- mond Hill, each Senior class could devote an entire term to the compilation of a really artis- tic book, while the Dome could proceed with one objective, the perfection of its literary standard. Wliether or not a Senior class could finance a publication, whether or not capable super- vision and reliable editorship could be found, are problems. It is not an easy job-this sub- stitution of a chicken salad for a ham sandwich, but here's luck to some future Senior class that has courage enough to make the 'waiter change the order!

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Page 8 THE DOME the same, as you did eight months ago. A little prettier . . . and . . . yes, a little stouter too. You're a pretty little arrnful nowf' '6Don't let's stand here, Bill dear. Come on in the parlor and sit down. Yes, yes. This room hasn't changed either. It's certainly great to get back and be here alone with you again . . . lVIary.', '6Well, Bill, tell me-what happened to you. Tell me all about it. You must have had some awful love affairs. Don't be afraid, tell me all about them. I won't be jealous. caSure, I'll tell you about those things. But first, how are you? And how are the folks and your friend, Jeannette. 'cOh, they are all fine. But . . . H c'Say, does Helen still go around with that guy, er-r-r, Berny, I think it is? uWhy no. But . . . uWhat happened? Another male or another female? He was-3' Oh, they just broke. You know the old commonplace stuff. It's really hardly interest- ing enough to talk about. c'W'hy I was always a great friend of Jean- nette'sg and that because of youf' c'Yes, it was another female. MDO you know who the other one is? Yeh, Ruth Thurtonf' '4Ruth! Yes-why- Oh nothing. But they make an odd com- bination. He always talks about philosophical. abstractions and psychological re-actions, and she's the stupidest thing on two feet. Well, such is life! But Bill, You haven't told me about your trip yetf' NSay, what about John Sortisky? Who?', John Sortisky. You know, the one who wanted to go out West to studyf' That fellow! He went out Westf' 'cWhere? How? uOh, I don't know, Bill. He sure is one line chap. L'Yes, Bill, but your trip. You still haven't told me a thing about it. Did you have any thrilling experiences? How silly of me-of course you did. Tell me, what were some of thernf, 'cWell, one night we were out in mid-Atlantic GC and a storm broke out. Yes, Bill. And what happened? Were you hurt badly? '6Hurt? No, of pened. The rudder was almost damaged. Boy, rocking. course not. Nothing hap- how that boat was uBut what happened. What did you do? Nothing happened. We fixed the rudder. After the storm we straightened the deck up a bit, and-well, that's about all. 4'How fortunate. And what else happened, Bill dear? Did you fall in love with anyone? I had a bit of a crush on a woman in Australia. Nothing serious. She was just a cute little thing-a whim-nothing ever came of it. uWas she wicked. I bet she was a real wicked woman. And Bill, was she white? c'Yes, no, sure she was white. She was too young and stupid to be wicked. I have to laugh when I think of that affair. 'gWhy, Bill? Oh, just-Say I meant to ask you. How,s your brother getting along? Ben Fischer I'M searching for Love With the lantern of Youth. Edith Alexander

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page 10 THE DOME AFRICA - SQUEAKS N ALL my seventy odd years of exploring unknown tracts, our expedition to Africa was the most intriguing, for the first thing that was necessary for us to do was to find out where the confounded place was located. While con- sulting a map of Switzerland my chief aide sug- gested that Africa might be somewheres around Yonkers but the rest of us knew better, for Af- ricans are reputed to be semi-civilized and no one could live about the vicinity of Yonkers and still be anywheres near civilized. Conse- quently we looked farther west on the map but were still unsuccessful in our search, altho we did come across such places as Nacegdoches in Texas, Okmulgee in Oklahoma, and Kalamazoo in Michigan, not to mention my Uncle Obathes- thia in a gingham kimono with suspenders to match. Failing to find either the Worlcl Al- manac or the Oswego Telephone Directory help- ful we were just about to cancel our expedi- tion for a game of pinochle when we hit upon the happy plan of consulting the Fall and Will- ter number of Sears, Roebuck's Catalogue. Here our efforts were rewarded when we looked on page 6,853 and there was Africa located be- tween the Red Sea and a pair of ladiesi em- broidered ear muffs which were marked down from three dollars and twenty-nine cents. Please place your orders early and don't forget to send your name and address as well as the number of last yearis hose license printed plainly on the reverse side of a salted herring. If herrings aren't in season a few old phonograph needles will serve the same purpose. Two years later found us on the African coast, each and every one of us crazy to con- tinue the journeyg in fact, we were crazy to start it in the first place. Here we were delay- ed for some time, which we spent putting our truck together. In order to avoid the expense which storage on the boat would have incurred, every members of the expedition had carried a part of the truck in his suitcase. Our delay was slightly lengthened due to the fact that our suitcases did not permit ample facilities for transportation of the entire vehicle and so we were forced to wait a few more days for the rest of the motor and the chassis to arrive by tele- graph. Assembling the truck was not an easy task, altho my past years of experience as a peanut vender had provided me with considerable knowledge of machinery and came in quite han- dy at times. Eventually we succeeded in getting the truck together and you may imagine our ela- tion in discovering that we still had enough parts left over for at least three more trucks which we immediately proceded to construct. At last we were ready for our journey into the jungle-the mysterious, unfathomable depths of the primitive jungle where men are men and people are not told to see their dentists at least twice a year. Travel here was difficult, for we encountered impenetrable spinach growths and cranberry bogs which were so thick in parts that we who had artihcial teeth were obliged to remove both sets and by manipulating them with our hands attacked the plants from the roots, thus practically neatingi' our way thru the jungle. 7 As we pushed on fand we were afforded plen- ty of opportunity for so doing, particularly when the truck approached the marsh landsj we met and photographed countless species of ani- mal life such as buffalo, zebras, tigers, apos- trophes, polar bears, night club hostesses, straw-