Sacred Heart High School - Vine Leaves Yearbook (Vineland, NJ)

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BRETON SONG Oh the kingdom by the sea Is the place for you and me Where the ocean rolls great breakers on the shore— Where the sun shines bright all day And the graceful sea-gulls playv And the tide keeps rolling, rolling ever more. And when the sun is low And the golden lamp lights glow And the ! eacon streams its light upon the sea Along the shore I roam , Till the fishing fleet sails home Bringing home the long day’s toil for you and me. But when the sea is high And the waves dash to the sky And we sit about our fireplace cheer and bright Ah. then our hearts are sad And our thoughts turn to the lad Who is fighting the mad sea this awful night. But when the new day breaks And the moon her slumlier takes And the sea is calm as was her wont before Just a blackened spar drifts home As along the shore we roam With heads bent, the fleet will sail the sea no more. D. A. -------o----- “WOULDN'T IT RF STRANGE IF------------------ 1. I.)olores Arnade failed to use a large word in her speeches. 2. Jeanne Bacque got excited. 3. Adelene Cavagnaro wasn’t seen giggling in school. 4. Donata Cirelli forgot to ring the bell. 5. Thomas Dellorifice had wavy hair. 6. Veronica Downey came eariv for school. 7. Catherine Erhart liked Vineland better than Millville. 8. lean nett Fiori failed to get “her girl” in a game. 9. Anna Giacalone kept silence at a Boys’ Basketball Game. 10. Kathryn Hillman didn’t care for sports. 11. Mary Kearney was always in a grouchy mood. 12. Helen Langley missed going past a red light in her car. 13. Edward McDonald without a joke to crack. 14. W illiam Pearsall got high ”G’’ on his cornet without a flaw 15. Carlo Quairoli had one pencil to write with. 16. Veronica Rafter couldn’t relish D’Ippolito’s bread. 17. Charles Reilly took; size five in a shoe. 18. Marion Van Hook wasn’t seen at Phil’s on Friday night. VERONICA M. DOWNEY, '31 29

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lowered his hand and took ten dollars from his wallet. “Now show me something interesting.” The lawyer reluctantly led the way to the dining room and was just al out to open the silver drawer when the front door l ell rairg. Racket didn’t know what to do. His first impulse was to run. A had break on his first job! At last he recovered his self-control. “That’s-that’s my wife coming home from the theater.” said the victim in a low tone. Well, listen. l egan Tier, “you open this drawer; then let her in. and l oth ofl you keep out of here for five minutes. I’ll l e watching; so l e careful or wife will l e a widow”. The last was added to throw off any suspicion of his nervous- ness. The lawyer started for the door and Racket peeped in through the curtain to see that his instructions were carried out. 'Hie man opened the door and let in a woman who aj j eared younger than himself. “Oh. Jim”, she liegan. “You should have come along to the show; it was so sad, everyone died in the end”. Then in a peevish tone. “ You work too hard anyhow, jim”. Jim was inwardly nervous,: but he knew that the burglar was watching him every moment, and one false step might be his last. In as natural a voice as he was able to command, he said, “Well, I’m glad you liked the show, Bess, but I really had to finish this brief, tonight”. Bess hung her wraps in; the hall and started for the kitchen. Just a minute, Bess”, said Jim. taking her. by the hand and pulling her into the parlor, “I want to ask your advice on an important point, here”. Well, it must l e in |x)rtant to’make you so nervous”, said Bess, beginning to notice his actions. Jim kept her in the parlor for a good five minutes, asking for unneeded ad - vice. “Well. I hoj e my advice will help you”, exclaimed Bess, finally. “And now for a bite to eat”. “Wait. I’ve a surprise for you, Bess. I’ll bring it in.” Jim did not want his wife exjx»sed to any danger. In fact he was very careful himself in walking into the dining room. The drawer was closed. “Quite a considerate burglar.” thought Jim, but when he opened the drawer, he found that the burglar was more than considerate. The silver was not even disturbed, and in the prongs of one of the forks was his ten dollar note. He wondered if he had fallen asleep at ‘his work and had lx en dreaming. The ten dollar bill in the fork proclaimed the adventure to lx? real. I guess the surprise is on me, he said as he returned to the parlor. There he told Bess the whole mysterious story. She was equally amazed and together they searched the house, but found no trace of the visitor; nor could the police help them. 'Hie mystery was never cleared to the public, until John Tier, President of the Tier Drop Company. Inc., manufacturers of cough drops, ca’led at the home of his sister on Landis Avenue, five years later, and explained why a certain burglary had not been completed on a Noveml er night five years Iwfore. and incidentally that the burglar had never continued his occupation, two people congratulated an ex-housebreaker on his success. K. HILLMAN M. KEARNEY 28

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THE PERFECT DAY I f in ending your tasks for the day, you recall That your work has been done for the welfare of all, Your manner, befitting, has given one gladness Giving joy in the thought that it turned away sadness; If in thinking again of the path you have trod, Come the thoughts of the times you have turned to your God For thanksgiving, for aid, or to Him to give praise, And your heart at each time heavenward loved to raise; If you call to your mind no words said to regret. And that fame for yourself you didn't aim to beget, You’ve endeavored your utmost to use self-control, And so. keeping your traits within reach of your goal; Then remember it . well and so heed what I say, “In your life, there will l e more than One Perfect Day” DONATA M. CIRELLI ------o------ “AND FOR MY VESTURE THEY CAST LOTS” The sun hid its face behind a great black cloud; the earth trembled with a mighty quake; birds sought their nests and total darkness shrouded Calvary on that eventful Good Friday. At the very feet of the dying Savior, the impious soldiers were dividing the garments of the poor crimnals they had so cruelly executed. Reuben, one of the guards, on seeing that the coat of Our Lord had lx:en woven without a single seam, suggested that it would not do to cut and divide it, but it would l e better to cast lots and so determine the owner of the valuable garment. “And so they cast lots”. Each soldier was rigid with anticipation until the gamble was over; and it fell to Reuben, who proudly picked up his prize and started homeward in eager anticipation of what his wife and little daughter would say. His little Rel ecca, jxxjr little thing she had l een blind from her birth ; but with her sweet disposition, her cheerful word and her sunny smile nothing dark ever seemed to enter into her innocent life. Reuben had not l een home'for over five days. He had ! een so busy with the execution of The Great Crimnal that he had not even gone home to rest, and so when he opened the door and with a cryiof joy caught sight of his wife’s face, it was no wonder that he was happy. His wife glanced at him and in a serious tone said, “Where hast thou l een. Reul en? Why hast thou left thy daughter and thy wife to worry alxmt thee?” Then she crossed the room and laying her hand on his shoulder looked up into his hard face and l egan, “Ami oh, my hus- band, thou art the last to know the joy that filleth this household”! Reulxm look- ed down at' her in astonishment; the sacred cloak which he had thrown carelessly over his arm, he put down. “What, wife, what has happened. Rebecca? Can it be—”“Yes, thou sayest it. our little daughter sees. She sees the birds and flowers, the sun. moon and stars, she sees the people in the streets, and she can see and look into thy eyes. ReulxMi. thy little one can know her father. Butt how- when-why?” Just then Reulxm’s speech was broken by a musical voice which sang in doorway. “Is he here? Is my fatter here? My sweet father whom I have loved so long and never seen; where is he that I may tell him of the One 30