Rye Neck High School - Scraps Yearbook (Mamaroneck, NY)

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THANKS T0 TIHANKSGIVING Of the various holidays which are cele- brated annually throughout the United States, Thanksgiving Day is of outstanding and national significance. Thanksgiving is quite old, for it was a long time ago that a little group of Pilgrims made a foothold on what was then a hostile shore. Their earlier days were spent in bitter toil and with many comforts denied them. And yet when God sent them a harvest, they re- joiced at it. We who enjoy the advantages for which they laid the foundation are so accustomed to what they would have looked upon as luxuries, that we are apt to forget to show our appreciation to the Giver of these blessings. Helen Scherer THANKSGIVING When the North Wind starts a blowing, And the leaves turn red and gold, When the pumpkins are through growing, And that feast comes on of old, Then is the time to hustle, Gather all before the frost. And the farms are all a bustle To make sure that nothing's lost. As the harvest in they're bringing All hearts with excitement beat. When it's here, day of Thanksgiving, Think of all the good things we'll eat! Fred Nichols SPRING MAGIC The south wind sweeping upwards from the lea, Wafted the perfume of a flower to me, The daintiest flower that ever bloomed alone, In wooded dale, or in the sunlight shone. And visions came a-thronging in its wake. Visions of woodland, mountain, azure lake. Visions of flowering vale and sun-kissed hill, Music of murmuring winds and boisterous rill. I felt thc velvet comfort of the moss And saw green branches o'cr me sway and toss. I heard the music of flute-throated birds, Music too gay and magical for words- Then rousing from my daytime reverie, I saw the snowy blanket on the lea. Pauline Harms SOLITUDE From my seat up here on the hilltop, I can see thc river below, A chill evening breeze steals upward, From the watcr so peaceful and slow. The moonbeams are spanning the river, With a bridge of diamonds so bright, All nature is giving a welcome, To me on this beautiful night. Pauline Harms WINTER Hail! 0, mighty winter Boldest of your family. Your blanket of white and blasting wind. Send man with a rush to the lireside bright, Where, scoffing at your might, For your milder kin He longs. Hail! 0, mighty winter, Haughty ruler of your race, Be merciful to him who is human, Have pity on hcarts of feeling And blow thy blast In a land where mankind does not dwell. Dudley Hare FANTASY A strain of music like a thread of gold Came floating down thru rosy-tinted mists, And spread its sweetness in a web-like fold Until it mingled with the flowers in tryst. The sun, arising from his saffron bed Caught up the mist and drank the sparkling dew, While up a golden beam the sweet song sped Thru fleecy clouds clothed in Dawn's rainbow hue. Marjorie Lcbeis i . BE A BOOSTER Be a booster if you can, Boost your friends and fellow man, Boost your country, boost your state Boost your town at any rate. Boost the house in which you're dwelling Boost the thing that you are selling Make this town a better town, Boost it up, don't knock it down. Glen McQuaker Page Eighteen

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WHY SOME T'ESTS DON'T WORK A castastrophc in one scene. Scene: Inside of Test Tube. Characters: Silver nitrate, Lead nitrate, and Potassium Chromate. Silver nitrate: It won't be long now be- fore that kid outside has us caught. Lead nitrate: You're right brother. Al- though I'm heavier than you hc'll get me just as soon. S. He's got part of mc already when he got the bright idea from thc kid at the next table, to put some Ferro Sulphate and Sulphuric in here. I told my NO3 to hide dewn at the bottom but you c:1n't get away from sulphuric. I.. N.: Right again. Oh! Look! Here comes Potassium Chromatc. Cursesl I'll have to hook up with that Chromium and turn my usual yellow just to satisfy that fellow out there. Help me out will you. I'll hide at the bottom and you stop him. Here's a gun. Enter Potassium Chromate. S. N.: Stick em up, you low down Chrom- ium. Chromium: Qstrokes h-is beard, Hal Ha! Ha! what's this? Trying to defy me, the Great Chromium. Neither the atmosphere, water or anything else affects mc. Ha! Ha! QJu1nps on S. N. and shots ring out. Scene is clouded.j Outside the Test Tube. Chem. Student: Qholding test tube to the lightj Blast it! No yellow formed. There isn't any Lead there. Hey, Mr. Ayres- QCurtainj Eugene Periconi MOVIES Broadway Melody-Assembly. Betrayal- You've flunkedf, Gentlemen of the Press-Staff of Scraps Show Boat-Hains' ark. Wolf of Wall Street-David Cuyler. Iron Mask-Fred Nichols. Sonny Boy--Willis Reinkc. Lucky Boy--Eugene Periconi. The Valiant- Who of us isn't? Flying Fleet-Hare, Hains, and Halsey. Close Harmony-Assembly. Last Warning-Preliminaries. The Barker-Marjorie Lebeis. ARCHIMEDES' PRINCIPLE David, reading aloud in History A, about the early scientists: Archimedes was going to take a hath, and therefore he got into the bathtub. His body displaced some of the water, and to his astonishment, he saw the water rise in the tub. Profoundly he thought, and thought, and thought. and then gave a triumphant yell: I have found it, I have found itf' The Teacher asked David, What was it that Archimedes found? David was silent, he did not know. The teacher asked the class the same question, and lo and behold, at last a tiny voice CWillis'j cried out. Per- haps it was the soap. Lincoln Belluscio ,,..L.L.i-.1-. THE SUNDAY DRIVERS Every Sunday they go forth, From Haiti to away up north. They push and shove and rush along. Then stop awhile to sing a song. They never give you half the way We know is now needless to say. They stop to read a sign post there, The women all adjust their hair. The men all argue which is right And on the road they have a fight. Then on their way once more they go, On to zigzag to and fro. And as they go a-bumping by, One can almost hear their cry, We smash, we crash as we go past- We are so good and drive so fast- And to the cops pass long, green fivers For we are the Sunday drivers. S. Halsey COMEDY IN ONE ACT Time: Any old time since 1915. Place: In 11 coin collect0r's study. Characters: Mark-A German certificate. Franc-A French coin. Act Une Mark-I feel like two cents. Franc-You've got some nerve feeling like two perfectly good cents. Curtain H. Harriott Page Seventeen

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A SEA-MAN'S HEART Oh! l'm a carefree fisherman A man who loves the sea. And my grand-dad was a sea-man As true as he could be. He taught me how to sail the deep To love it with my soul He showed me how to pull the sheet When sweeping tides did roll. And so my heart strings tighten now When blows the billiwy spray And though my hair does whiten, THE STRANGER VVhat tidings do you bear to us, As, breasting bounding seas, You come from far removed lands lVith sails swelled in the breeze? Your decks are filled with swarthy In garb bizarre and bright, They scurry, hurry to and fro Ere falls the shade of night. As slowly melts the burning sun In heaving waters blue, llltfll You hasten on your course, unknown- A stranger ship, a stranger crew. And wavelets sigh T he Yet I love it still to-day. F. Nichols lns xiration such as it is- Eve of Diseov- 7 erv. 1-l-92 by Ferrisj THE OLD VVINDMILL ' clouds hang low o'er the old windmill. No breeze doth stir for its arms are still- Blue waters of the nearby stream Flow onward-quiet and serene. The wind will soon begin to blow. The stream will then more quickly How- The windmill's arms-no longer still- For 'tis the wind that works the mill. The wind must blow to work the mill. Marjorie HARBOR ROCKS Oh, grim and stark Through day and dark A silent watch you keep, Iieared danger of the deep! When tide is high Lebeis Dorothy Halsey THE MOONLIGHT The moon shines on the peaceful waters Of a silvery lake- A canoe softly gliding is now in the light of the moon Now in the darker spots- A breeze is gently stirring the water into ripples VVhieh seem to laugh with delight As they dance and splash on the sandy shore. Dorothy Halsey VISIONS I gaze upon that scene- The mountains rising round In cloaks of white o'er green. Then feel the playful wind And hear the sigh of the boughs Behold the lakes below Like dew drops set in green. I think of the coolness there And start from this wandering vision To find Regents papers are here. David Cuyler You slide below and sleep, Dread danger of the deep! Now tide is gone YVaves sing a song, A song both grim and sweet. Tuned danger of the deep! Robert Hains T0 TXHE OCEAN Roaring, laughing ocean. Advancing, receding, endlessly, Come rest awhile with me. VVhy need you always so move? To what good your labor Dashing and splashing While nations pass to dust? Slowly yet surely, incessantly VVashing away the strands, Gulfing out mighty rocks Till ages blend into the mist And are lost in eternity. Marion Hare Bug: How long could I live without brains? Dud: That remains to be seen. Page Nineteen