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

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THE MUSIC OF THANK YOU” --------0-------- Have you not heard those words of gratitude time and time again? Still perhaps, you have never realized how pleasantly, even musically the phrase has fallen upon your ear. Has it never occurred to you that words of true gratitude are words of great beauty, whether they are expressed in the silvery stiains of youth, the strong vibrating notes of maturity, or the hollow trembling key of old age. A sincere thank you” is the greatest return any true philanthropist can be given. To him those words carry more satisfaction, more content- ment. than all material favors could bring. He is like a man. who has journeyed from afar to hear a renowned musician or a famous symphony, and when the music exceeds even his fondest expectations, is joyfully rewarded and returns home contented and more than willing to make the sacrifice again. Such is the impression which heartfelt gratitude makes upon the soul of the benefactor; it is for him the sweetest of music. Thank you” is such an ordinary phrase that frequently it passes off unheeded and then surely it can possess no music. But when those words are the expression of true, sincere gratitude, they cannot be commonplace. No matter how often one may hear them they can never fail to be nobly musical. If they carry with them the grateful heart of their utterer. they are like an old piece of music to which one has frequently listened. In the hands of a musician of mediocre ability, it is at best uninteresting. When a master takes it up and plays it. who can fail to feel its over- powering chaim. or to think that it ought to be numbered among the high- est selections of music. In like manner the music of “thank you” depends upon its musician, his feelings and his sincerity. Selected. --------o-------- THREE THINGS Three things to govern— Temper, tongue, conduct. Three things to love— Courage, gentleness, affection. Three things to hate— Cruelty, arrogance, ingratitude. Three things to delight in— Frankness, freedom, beauty. Three things to wish for— Health, friends, a cheerful spirit— Three things to avoid— Idleness, loquacity, flippant jesting. Three things to fight for— Honor, country, home. Three things to think about— Life, death, eternity. 27

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EIGHTEEN Eighteen is a perfect number. Eighteen brilliant classmen are we. We would like to introduce ourselves. Then with us you might agree. Louis is the ladies’ man. Anna D. is the coquette. Scarani is our ‘‘Caesar,” And Elvira is our ‘ pet.” Julie hopes to be an artist. Angelo a farmer, if you please. In Francis we find an orator. And in Bisson a first-class tease. Mary has a “school girl complexion,” Claudia a cure for the blues, Jimmy Smith you’ll find hard to teat. As for Lucy she chews and chews (cough-drops). Now Celie is our champion typist, Margie a maker of puns. Mary B. is intellectual. And Jean hopes to conquer the “young.” Davy apparently shy and bashful has plenty of “say.” And Victor’s scornful glances imply. “How do you get that way. Now isn’t eighteen an ideal number. Aren’t you glad you met us too? It’s been fun to get acquainted. And tell the things that we can do. REGINA JOST. -o--------- THIRTY-TWO T—is for TRUTHFULNESS which we all possess, while H—for HELPFULNESS to all. I— is for INNOCENCE in all R—RESPONSIBILITIES T—THRIFTINESS is the result of our Y—YEARNINGS which comes frcm all T—TRUSTWORTHINESS. W—WISDOM and O OBEDIENCE, the better of the two helps to make the SENIORS OF THIRTY TWO. 26 MARY F. BLUM CECELIA CRESCI

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SHUT THE DOOR” O Esther Wynne and Alice Arnold lived on the estate of their cousin Will, who frequently sent them money. Esther was a fascinating blonde beauty. One found it necessary only to glance at her flashy, blue eyes in order to “fall” left and right. Alice, on the other hand, was shy and quiet. She had brown hair and deep blue eyes and her popularity could not te compared with that of her cousin’s. One day they received a letter from Will, saying that his friend Georges Coultoum was to visit them. His name is “Georges.” he wrote but te suie to call him that and not “George” as we do in English. Pronounce it as if it was spelled Schorge.” He is a Frenchman and I think you will And him pleasant and agreeable. Tne girls were alaimed for neither of them spoke French. Esther's education was limited and Alice had no knowledge of the language what- It was at a party the following evening that Esther chanced to learn that Coultoum was a splendid chap, known especially for his bravery and kindness and—mostly his enoimous amount of money. But his wealth was all that Esther was interested in at tnat time. She didn’t tell Alice this bit of news but kept it meaningly to herself hoping to land the French- A few days later the girls saw a tall young man alight from a taxi. He was careless.y dressed in an old blue serge suit and hat that appeared worse for wear. A ragged valise was thrown carelessly beside him by the irate driver. ., , Georges Coultoum lifted the latch of the dilapidated gate and stumbled to the door. As it opened a volley of words flowed from his mouth which sounded like a mixture of Chinese and Jewish to the astonished girls. “Ch. how do you do Monsieur Coulbourn,” Alice greeted him pronounc- ing it “Cowelltom.” Bone jewar. Esther said, thinking this would be impressing. He bowed and continued talking in French. Both girls looked at each other and suppressed a giggle. “For heaven’s sake what a pain in the neck.” Esther murmured to her Then looking at Alice and bowing slightly he said. “Je t’adore.’’ She turned. “Why the door is shut” and in a side remark to Alice— “Why in the world does he want our front door shut?” Alice motioned Georges to an easy chair and went to the kitchen to bring some refreshments. Esther busied herself in “making eyes” at him. He spoke to Esther in French and she smiled again. “Je t’adore” he explained as Alice appeared. Please shut the door Al. he’s a plain nut about having the door shut.” She obeyed and later showed him to the guest room. A few hours later dinner was announced and they all entered the din- ing room. Again the guest stammered. “Je t’adore.” 28