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ZX un Q lg 'L A .Y .A, -if aff R- NONAUMNO neighbour came from somewhere and helped him up. A policeman ap- proached, accompanied by a man in white who put something cool on his hands and wrapped them up. Two other men came and carried the man away. The policeman was talking to his mother's neighbour. uSmart kid. that. Fooled a murderer with a simple rope trick. I guess the kid wasn't the only one who thought that a good hidin' place. Sure, the guy fell on his own knifef' His mother's neighbour put her arm around Peter and called him a hero. For the first time he glanced down at his sides. His pinched face became more Wan. Leaving the friendly circle of her arm, he walked slowly to the edge of the pier and looked out over the river. Except for the trembling of his lower lip, his face was immobile. Two gulls swooped up from the water, shrieking in disappointment, for they were not fish, but only some yellowed books, that were floating downstream. JGYCE WHITE, June '39 Page ll
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bent over the yellowed books. Still the rope lay gray against the drab wood that was streaked, half-wet, half-dry. A cry, like that of one of the gulls swooping close to the water, rose and mingled with a ferry whistle. From beyond the empty freight-cars, a running figure appeared. The longshoremen had ceased their laughter and the stewards were jabbering excitedly. Two figures appeared behind the first. Peter glanced up for a moment-his eyes resting on the Jersey shore. The water broke gently against the wooden piles, the gulls slowly circled above. The running figure dodged between the stationary cars and faltered a moment. It was a man. He headed for the pier next to Peter. The other figures appeared and entered the same one. ln a second, a wooden pile near the entrance came to life and the pursued made for the wooden railroad ties among which Peter was hidden. More than the usual number of waterfront workers were scattered along the shore-well-back. Peter stopped gazing across the water and listened. Above the lap of the water he heard a deeper, more even sound, like that of footsteps. If it were his brothers . . . But they didn't know this place . . . And they didn't get up this early . . . But . . . The steps drew nearer. Peter's small hands clasped the rope till it was taut. His books were pressed close under his arm. He peered out. Above him, knife flashing in one hand, towered a large, grim-faced man, running at full-speed. The rope bit into Peteris fingers, but he couldn't let go. The impact of the man's foot, catching in the rope, caught him oil-balance and wrenched him from his place. He was swung far out over the water. His body was bumped against the tiers and the cool water submerged him. The rope, reaching its limit, jerked to a stop, and he remained, swinging thus from the pier. More footsteps thudded above him and came to a stop. He was dragged up. Panting, he was laid on the pier. His hands were streaked with blood and his skin was torn. Opposite him lay the man he,d tripped, a dark trickle from his mouth streaking the wood. The crowd, which had gathered, whispered above him. His mother's Page 10
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Gfrfirst Lesson They told me when I met you that my heart was very young, They warned me that my surging soul would certainly be wrung. I laughed and loved you all the more for this profound advice, For I was young, and mad with youth, I thought that youid suffice. You treated me so tenderly, your eyes were clear and blue, You made me feel adult, and my love was all I knew. And then I found that even you had human feet of clay, For tired, and quite embarrassed, you stopped loving me one day. And then I knew, too late, that they had only told the truth, And I was left alone to seek some solace from my youth. But I was young, and time has left faint trace of the pain- I know that I am ready to be fiercely hurt again. Jacqueline Scully, January '39 ,X ' .J ll wk as-X, sh K ivgvif- I - . . 1 , 2-K A , -j' ' . - f..:f-gi: 1-5. V I Y Y 5? K . . Z I: ',.,V::.iI Q ,fs ig. .fi 5 , ..v- , g , Iiiwpjvgxx L A -. - kstl- h L... ., ' 'fs' ' - Q iE05HKlll Page 12
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