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

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Cjity Cdeeat It was hot in the city, Blistering hot. They sat on the steps and talked and dreamed. He wanted to feel the cool, lazy water Close in over his head, and stay there Until he had to come up for air, .And then go under again, flr else -- - He would like to lean against a big tree, Dangle his feet in the water, And fish. She wanted to be on top of a high mountain. She'd never seen a mountain, And couldn't exactly understand How a person would go about climbing one, But from what she had heard, There was always a fine, refreshing breeze, And you could see miles around you In every direction Without any dirty buildings to interrupt the sky. Yes, she knew she would love a mountain. She would even be satisfied with a small one, But, of course, sheld prefer the highest one there was Because then you could see more. Page 26

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people it was a mere matter of form, they would sign as many as were brought to them. But it wasnit until he was seated on the platform in Hazen Hall, listening to Hal Rhodes deliver his load of drivel, that Oscar fully realized what he was up against. The ever-stupid public was evidently lapping up Rhodes' mess of gib- herish and asking for more. Gibberish, that's what it was, sheer gibberish! . . . But surely there was a spark of reason in that enormous the had never known it would be so enormousj horde. They couldn't possibly take that stuff Rhodes was dishing out seriously. Why, it was ludicrous! Certainly, a few of them were laughing now, although, as Rhodes had already finished and Oscar was being introduced, it had taken them long enough to catch on. But it was just when Oscar had begun an impassioned appeal to their reason and their sense of justice that the full absurdity of Rhodes' speech dawned on them, and they roared derision. Oscar smiled with inward satis- faction, and, seeing that he appreciated the joke, they laughed louder. Mean- while, Rhodes, evidently not knowing that he was being ridiculed, smiled weakly as if he knew what it was all about, a shining proof of the bliss of ignorance. When Oscar caught his eye, Rhodes forced a quick laugh in a pathetic attempt to keep up the illusion. Oscar almost pitied his ignorance, but what could you expect from a dope like that, anyway? Then, when the laughter had subsided, Oscar continued his talk. He told them something of what was in his mind concerning popular idols and the many lights this own for examplej that were hidden under bushels. He poured out his heart to them, assured them of his sincerity, told them of his platform, of his plans, his intentions. He told them! At first, Oscar had been keenly conscious of a dryness in his mouth and a shivering in his knees. Not ordinary stage-fright, of course, but it gave one the same reactions as fear. Grim, stark, staring fear. When he had finished, however, Oscar was sure they understood him. Out in the hall again, Oscar wondered how he had ever thought the walls forbidding. They were warm and friendly now, and it was with a suspicious huskiness in his throat that Oscar murmured, '6Good ole schoolf' Then something went wrong. The vote-counting, which should have been a mere formality, went against him. Of course, the count must have been fixed, for he knew that everybody had voted for him. He had even asked about ten or twelve people, and they had told him so. But then, who would ever believe that? Oscar wandered out into the dull, forbidding hall again, his eyes blinded by tears. He felt oppressed. fFrustrated is the word.j With savage viciousness, he kicked the nearest wall. 4'Lousy dump! DANIEL FISCHEL, January '39 Page 25

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But it was hot, Depressingly hotg I an H It was of no use to dream. 5 if v ,gf z iw: t-tj 'gif The sun bore down on them, Q, yr. V - . A 4 I A5 - - ' 'A . mm ' ' 'f ' . 5, , A And there was no relief from lt A at 5 -1 t r , 'W'fP t? ,A V .5 f t lynn! , - H' Except in the stuffy houses. M f film ' N f , ll A f' f : . . - PM ' 'f4-4-M' The MLN thundered by. f':fifg?,, ff ,J it ' ' - ' Mt. .-'MH' . 'ky , It A small boy screamed u-.1 A V R Aw 1 - 'Wi t , l i n M, .I 5 xt.. ,IN Q X: As a truck barely missed crushing hlm under the wheels. 1 H35 Sun .... E gli n ' - . ,, ,' q figim' And still more sun, :F f a S5 p J Q 5 - E ' N .' Y 7 ,f , 1 Until you thought you'd die of the heatg 31' 'fr How can a dream make shade, or a breeze? pf ' . , They sat there until the sun had gone down, And the city was quiet- For a city. The tinny, wistful notes of the hurdy-gurdy Announced the approach of the organ-grinderg He turned on and on, and the wistful notes became light and And even more tinny. They were no longer on the steps, But at a party at a large country estate, Far away .... They stood up and danced. b EM' A 7 'E' S .s I I .: 4 ' I ,'- A , E 53. T '12 1!'9K'l0fFl 5353 Gene McPherson, January ,39 Page 27