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

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THE SENIOR DOME Page 5 No, buT I can procure iT Tor you. My broTh- er in London has The only copy in exisTence. I-Ie'd be willing To seII. And so on and on. When Ahduzza reTurned home aTTer leaving Enge in The speakeasy where They had eaTen, he was greeTed by BarTon. CounT Alexis CuTisearoTT is 'ere, sir. 'Es h'in The library. Take These books, BarTon. lvlichaelangelo Ahduzza adiusTed his neckTie and walked inTo The room. A monocled Russian, presumably an emigre Imperial general, sTood and bowed sTiTTly. lvlr. Ahduzza? he quesTioned as sTiTTly as he bowed, raising his righT eyebrow a TracTion OT an inch, I TrusT you will pardon my inTrusion. I am a greaT lover oT books, and possess quiTe a number OT valuable ediTions. Our muTuaI Triend, lvlr. Enge, Told me oT your colle'cTion. I-le said ThaT I would be welcome To come and inspecT iT aT any Time. I-le menTioned some- Thing abouT ArisToTle-or was iT PIaTo? Again The eyebrow rose. l-lave a seaT, your exceIIency. 'IAhduzza had read somewhere ThaT you called Russian noble- men by This TiTIeI WhaT does your coIlecTion include? Ahduzza lisTened aTTenTively To The long enum- eraTed IisT oT liTerary Treasures. AT The conclu- sion oT The CounT's speech, Ahduzza asked him wheTher he had ever seen The WaTerbury edi- Tion oT D'lsraeIi's 'CuriosiTies oT I.iTeraTure'. lm- mediaTeIy, The CounT became animaTed. You have iT? All my IiTe I have wanTed iT- Iooked everywhere, enquired of everybody- A diabolical scheme Tormed in Ahduzza's mind. l have iT. Would you like To see IT? Could I? Ahduzza Turned To one oT The cases and drew ouT his copy of The 'CuriosiTies'. I-lere, you excellency, I'll sell iT Tor Tive Thou- sand doIlars. ATTer inspecTing The volume careTuIIy, The CounT exclaimed: You have been misled, sir. 'Tis buT a poor copy! The CounT's Iilerary knowl- edge was quiTe proTuse. OT course, oT course. Your excellency musT see my IiTTIe iokel 'Twas merely To see wheTher you knew The original or noTl BoTh men laughed, one hearTiIy, and one ner- vously. CounT CuTisearoTT IeTT shorTly aTTerward, a biT disappoinTed in his hope OT being inviTed Tor dinner. As soon as he was gone, Ahduzza soughT reTuge in PIaTo, exclaiming: I mainTain ThaT iT is noT whaT one reads ,in Plaro ThaT gives one solace: 'Tis whaT is behind iT ThaT counTsl

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Page 4 THE SENIOR DOME grined by The facT ThaT There were no Com- munisT oraTors To lisTen To. While hasTening down Toward The musTy old shops, They wenT over Their respecTive lisTs. l'd like To find one of Dickens' firsT ediTions, remarked Enge, as he lifTe.d his haT To a female passerby. A Dickens be damned! ThaT 'David Copper- field' you boughT lasT Time was a hoax. Why, ThaT was no firsT ediTion. lT was prinTed in I922! The man Told me-- And you believed him? Anyway, Ahduzza, l did mark The price down Three dollars! They reached The firsT sTore and enTered. The proprieTor was a dark-haired, long-nosed fellow wiTh piercing eyes. Good morning, genTlemen, he greefed Them. l-lave you Talleyrand's 'Memoirs'? Ahduzza bursT forTh, engaging They shopkeeper while Enge slipped To The back of The sTore. l'm afraid noT. We have some specials over on These shelves, Though. l-le escorTed Ahduzza To The oTher side of The sTore. l-lere's one of my greaTesT bargains-a copy of Emil Ludwig's 'Napoleon' auTographed by The Emperor him- self! Ahduzza, glancing nervously aT Enge, heard only 'Napoleon'. lncredibIe! he remarked. l-lere you are, misTer. See for yourself. WhaT is The price? l:ifTy dollars. Too much. I'll make iT forTy-Tive! llNO.lv l'll make a real special price. You can have iT for ThirTy-five dollars. You're sure iT's Napoleon's signaTure? PosiTive! All righT, l'll Take iT. l-lere you are, Ahduz- za said, as he counTed ouT The money and gave iT To The eager proprieTor. Meanwhile, Enge had been busy erasing The prices in The back of a few books ThaT he es- pecially desired and supplying Them wiTh his own. l'll Take These. Enge deposifed The books on The desk and paid The sum ThaT The hawk- eyed man compuTed afTer he had added The prices he found. The Two men- Turned To go, buT were arresTed aT The enfrance by The following sTaTemenT: GenTlemen, a minuTe, please. l forgof To show you my greaTesT special, The Waferbury ediTion of Isaac D'lsraeli's 'CuriosiTies of LiTeraTure'. lT's The only one in exisfence. Only five Thousand dollars! When They heard The price, Ahduzza and Enge hurried on To The nexT sTore. AfTer They had examined The wares for a while, Ahduzza spoke. Oh, The dickens! Where's a Dickens, Ahduzza? l merely remarked 'The dickens'. WhaT's The Dickens? This book. ThaT isn'T any Dickens! lT's wriTTen by l-l. G. Wells. Are you blind? Of course iT's wriTTen by l-l. G. Wells- ThaT's why l exclaimed 'The dickens'. I'm Tired of seeing books by him.' ' Oh, Enge was abashed. On Their way ouT, They were halTed by The elderly propriefor. OenTlemen, l possess The only one of The original Twelve of The Waferbury ediTion of D'ls- raeli's 'CuriosiTies of LiTeraTure' in exisfence. l'm a biT pressed laTely, so l'll leave iT go for five Thou- BuT he was only Talking To Thin air. Curious abouT The Waferbury ediTion, eh, Enge? lT cerTainly is. Wonder who has The original? l've a copy home, buT iT's noT The WaTer- bury. ln The nexT sTore, iT was Enge's Turn To engage The owner while Ahduzza wenT back To The rear of The sTore. l-laving no oTher quesTion handy, Enge asked: l-lave you The WaTerbury ediTion of D'lsraeli's 'CuriosiTies'?

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O by ELIZABETH DEMAREST I Lge cc s ccymckcah Diana, weary aTTer The morning's chase, laid aside her bow and quiver under a holm oak. Then she summoned her wood-nymphs To aid her in disrobing and wiTh Them she wenT To baThe in The reTreshing waTers oT The river Xan- Thus. While she was Thus engaged, a young sweeT- Taced cherub passing Through The wood spied The sacred bow and quiver which aTTracTed him greaTly. As he was examining Them, Diana and her dripping reTinue suddenly reTurned. The god- dess became angry when she discovered her weapons being handled by The youngsTer. WiTh long sTrides she reached The lad who had been unaware oT her approach, snaTched her belong- ings Trom his hands, and smaclced him Three Times on The leTT ear. Then signalling her band To Tollow she wenT inTo The deep wood. The boy who had been Thus chasTised beToolc himselT To The river which The maidens had va- caTed, and wiTh one Tiny hand sTreTched Toward The heavens he swore a mighTy oaTh by The beard oT his grandTaTher JupiTer. Pk ,ls Pk Diana, inTenT on The hunT, had noT heard The whiz OT a Tiny arrow aimed' wiTh a purpose oTher Than her own, buT no less TaTal. When she liTTed her eyes Trom The boar she had 1usT slain, The goddess experienced an impercepTible Tremor as her gaze alighTed on a young man who was in- TenTly waTching her. The work oT Two Tiny shaTTs was already accomplished. The passionless cliviniTy, whose coldness even pervaded her lamp and made iT laclc The viTal warmTh ThaT accompanied her broTher's, wel- comed The inTruder To her haunTs and hearT. Similarly aTTecTed, This young Greek sculpTor, Pyrrhus by name, became The deiTy's abiecT slave and consTanT worshipper. wk af ak FaTigued aTTer The morning's hunT Diana Trowned as she remembered The TrysT wiTh her lover. No longer were The inTimacies wiTh The youTh cherished by her. l-ler inT'aTuaTion had glowed Tiercely buT Tor a shorT Time. Finally maidenhod reasserTed iTselT and her ardor