Schenectady High School - Shucis Yearbook (Schenectady, NY)

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QThe ianna.j The vi villain, who Chorus: Francisco: Leonardof Chorus: Marianna : Hollietta : Leonardo : Francisco : Taylor : scene opens Leonardo : Chorus : Marianna : Chorusi raises hisj Bernardo: Hollietta: Bernardo: Hollietta: Bernardo: Hollietta: Bernardo: Chorus: Uhr Sharm Oh gee! 'Tis I who must knock you quite cold. Take that! QThudj 'Tis I who must knock you quite cold. Clfnter Leonardoj I have arriv'. Are you still well? Saved! XVe are lost! My hero! Help! Help! The castle Byrnes Coeme! XYe must go! tHe bears Mary offj Get up, my comrade, Taylor. Rise and ily with me. You husky brute! You nearly have killed me. CCurtainj ACT III in the lunchroom. Enter Leonardo carrying Mar- That you are faint, love, I perceive May I persuade you food to receive? Get her something to eat, be it turnips lor beet Get her, oh get her, get something to eat. XVe're sorry we have no bananas 'today 5 Some food she must have save'l the slightest delay QThey bring her some cakej This tastes very much like a Raker's cake: Get me some more oi another make. Or rather, will y-ou kindly try To get 'me a piece of lemon pie? Get her some pie, yes, get her some pie- For the lack of it she might possibly die. llainess raises her head over the counter and makes a sign to the The cursed hound, he has the girl I must capture this priceless pearl! Is thy Imotive the lure oi the beauity bold Or is it the lure oi glittering Gold? VVhy should I tell that to you- Because you have vowed 'to be true- Be not false to me your wiiie Else we come again to strife. Goodness me! You bother I! Be it so, then: you shall die! Tell -the Bishop! Get a drink! You re not so Savage as you ithink! Heck-torinog you must die! You must die, you must die! Hecketiorino! You must die! My dear Holly! Yes, by golly! Goodbye, Holly! 13 CSta'bs herj

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Uhr Sharm QFran cisco is brought in and tossed resisting to a corner.j This man is 'most exasperating. I thought him dead, but while awaiting Your prompt comwmand, I found him 'live Dwyer: A most u-ncourtly way to thievel Bernardo: W'e'll kvill hifm entirely later: just now I must see my waiter. QTO Marinnaj I leave you now. You are my guest. My servants come at your behest. CF,xit all but Marianna and Francisco Marianna: I am the victim of my fate- I shall be dead soon, at this rate. List to my pitiful tale of woes! I have no powder for my nose. Chorus: No powder has she for her nose, ha-ha! No powder has she for her nose! Francisco: May I be dead, if I speak lies: Your nose is perfect, in my eyes! Mariianna: You are so Frank, you are so VVise, That I am forced sir, to surmise That you are Frank, because you're NVise! Francisco: I am her faithful guardsman bold, My respect for her cannot be told. I guard her night and day, you see: NVherever she is, there I be. I save her from dangers, full fifty a Day And I think it is nothing out of the way! Tra-la, tra-la, tra-la, tra-la, Nothing out of the wa-ay! Qlinter Taylor Taylori Excuse my intrusion. I was bid- NYhy who is this in the corner hid? Francisco: What do you here, good friend? How did you come to this bad end? Marianna: Save him, if you can, He is a valiant man! Taylor: Though of low birth, I must admit, fFor the son of a Taylor am lj The power I have his bonds ta slit And give him a chance to fly, to fly, And give him a chance to fly. QHe does soj Marianna: VVhat is that sound which now I hear? Oh joy! It's horses Cantore ing near. Taylor: ,Tis a rescuer coming! Oh, what a sell! My duty is plain--I must guard you welll And I will your doughty fell! Chorus: He will knock him quite dead: He will knock him quite cold: He will give him a knockout, This Taylor's son bold! Francisco: Ah me! 12

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Uhr Shnria Leonardo: A noise I hear! VVhat can it be? I swan! 'Tis Ho'lly's death I see. To murder her he had no VVright. My Gunn, Runge. For I think we shall Feight. Bang! QBernardo expiresj Chorus: Oh golly! Ver-y jolly! Marianniai He must have had a heart of stone: He has expired without a moan! I must not peek, it 'makes 'me weak! Francisco That pie 'looks good. We all shall eat. Leonardo Bring on the pie! I will stand treat. C Each takes a 'bitej My own love, now that you are saved, And no more villains must be haved, I have to give you some bad news. Marianna' Oh dear! You're giving me the blues! Leonardo' A guard is at the castle gate. I go to Ireland! 'Tis my fate! CHe goesj Marianna He will ,never come 'to me! I must then expire! Oh gee! CShe diesj Francisco That pie was fatal! I afm dying! QDiesj Taylor Indeed it was. My soul is flying! CDiesj Chorus: Oh hy, oh why Did we eat that pie? , Our ends are nigh! H-a-ha! VV'e die! fliverybody diesj CCurt!ainj TI-IE END Elizabeth McMullen Mary Roberts Nancy Morgan Eanenhrnpping I am Jenny Wren. One day when I was perched in a tree outside a window of the auditoriuim, my throat was just bursting with glee when the window was thrown open and a throng oi students came ambling in, until finvallly the seats were filled and the front doors cl-osed. Mr. Van Cott thereupon proceeded with 'the opening exercises for the final June assem- bly. The program consisted of the reading oi the last will and testament of the outgoing class. The fgenerous Clement Henshaw, as executor, was addressing the assewmblage and 'making the various bequests. Although I was a bit confused, du-e to the noise from the nearby street, here is as accurate a reproduction of his speech as I am able to give. We, the class oi June, 1924, being on the point oi depanting from the -sublime halls of the Schenectady High School Can institution for promot- ing insanity among teachersj, being of Qsoimewhatj sound mind and unbi- 14