St Joseph Academy - Sajoscript Yearbook (Columbus, OH)

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SANDALPIION Books and Reading TNTELDRETII Moons Graduate ITH the invention of the printing press by John Gutenberg in 1450, one of the most powerful influences for good or evil was introduced into the life of civilized man-that of the printed page. Everything we read makes us better or worse, and either increases or lessens our happiness. We should often ask ourselves what influence our reading has on us, whether it elevates our thoughts and makes us aspire to higher ideals or Whether it warps or detracts our judgment and weakens our minds. One of the greatest blessings that can come into any life is the love of books. Next to the actual association with at magnanimous soul is the benefit to be derived from intimate acquaintance with good books. The reader's mind is raised to the writer's plane and is tuned in harmony with his hopes, aspirations and ideals. The horizon of the reader changes, his point of view broadens, his ideals are higher, his outlook en life is brighter. The importance of having great models and lofty aspirations constantly before the n1ind while it is yet plastic cannot be overestimated. Lives may be made or marred by the books that arc read in youth. Many persons owe their success or failure, either morally or intellectually, to the first unsupervised reading they devoured when they thought they were old enough to choose for themselves. Seekest thou for bliss 'l Lol here it is- In a quiet nook With a well loved book. Ilow many times have we accepted the invitation of the poet and with a beloved book, spent many happy hours in a quiet nook in perfect peace! Good books are good friends and our best teaehersg bad books do untold harm. VVhen one book of a worthless nature is liberated from the press it is like the flight of a bird that spreading contagion exposes the reading public to the dangers of a dreadful plague. Too often, poison lies hidden within the pages of a. book, but it is so cleverly concealed that the youthful reader fails to perceive that the higher life within has suffered untold harm. A bad book appealingly pre- sented becomes the most deadly of spiritual enemies. Fulfilling its proper end and aim in arraying salutary knowledge with true wisdom and in pleasing garb, at the same time arousing the soul to strive after worthy ideals, the novel would play laudable part in the education and betterment ef humanity. Many masterpieces ef fiction deserve all the praise which the greatest admirers ef the novel can bestow on the'n. Some of the best novels of the day, both from a literary and entertaining point of view, are from the pens of Catholic authors. We learn from authori- ties, however, that often little support is given them. As a result, the standard is lowered and the last traces ef Catholicity disappear from the books of really powerful writers. We cannot all write books, but we can, at least, encourage those gifted to do so by reading the best works and by a constantly increasing demand place the boeks of our own writers o11 the list of best sellers and on the shelves of our private and public libraries. ' page eighty

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.b -wr--2.-., ax SANDALPHON Y. Fourth Primary RITA BRESNAHAN RITA BURNS RUTH DOEBELE VIRGINIA DOHMEN DIARY DOWNEY RITA FREAS MARY CATHERINE UOETZ AUGUSTA IIOLTEMAN BIARGUERITE KKJNANZ 'l'EREsA LA FRATTA BIARY LOUISE BICCONNELL ELIZABETH RIURPHY BETTY OARE RUTH VOLL MARY LOUIEE XVAGNER ALICE 'WITTENMEIER JANE WOLF Absent DIARY JANE BICINTYRE Third Primary JUNE BROWN VIRGINIA CALEY BELVA CAPPER MARY LOUISE COEEM AN IIARRIET COLE BETTY CREEDON JOAN DAY DOROTHY FLETCHER CATIIERINE HUNTER MARY JANE KIENER JEAN B1-CCONNELL DOROTHY MCELROY BETTY BIONE BIARTIIA NIBIJING VERONICA NYE ANNA ORMEROD ALICE RUDDICK MARGARET WIIETSEL MARY KATHERINE WIIIIIELM Absent MARY VVINIFRED ALLISON ELINOR CORBETT page seventy-nine

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SANDALPHON Le Scwiez-Vous llI.xRG.xRE'r ZETTLER Grad ua tc Peut-etre, quelque fois clans votre vie, vous avez passe des lieures sous le soleil brulant d'ete, maniant la raquette avec plus ou moins d'ad.resse, et cnvoyant les balles audessus du filet avec une habilite marquee. Au moins, vous l'avez vu faire. C'est un beau sport--ce jeu de tennis et il avait son origine dans la France. Les 'ardins des Tuileries, dont la beaute a'outait a l'ele0'ance et au 4 n 1 r s . y 1 Q n '5 4 plaislr de la famille regnante et de la haute nobilite, temoignalent le premier un jeu charmant nomme Le jeu de paumef' On le jouait avec une balle de lieffe. Le 'oueur fra Jait la balle avec la main ffantee. Une Jetite levee s J I , , N s lb N de terre, un .peu plus dun demi-metre de lrauteur, remplacait le hlet d,aujourd'hui. Ne pouvez-vous vous imaginer les hommes vaillants et les belles dames de la cour se donnant a cette recreation saisissante? Ceux qui rendaient visite au palais royal regardaient ce jeu nouveau avec beaucoup d'interet. ll leur semblait etre en harmonie avec le caractere francais-vif. anime, adroit. Tandis que le francais excite au milieu du jeu s'ecriait Tenez,- tenezfl son frere anglais, plus prosaique, ne faisait que s'amuser de ces procedes. Cependant, le jeu Vinteressait et bientot il l'introdusait dans son propre pays. Mais puisque le ciel d'An,qleterre ne souriait pas sur le sport comme celui de la belle France, il fallait le jouer au dedans. Quelques autres petits changements etaient faits. Et Ie nom, jeu de paume ? Bien, c'est precisement ce que je veux vous dire. Ifexclamation francaise en traversant la Manche se changeait d'une interjection fi un nom et devenait notre tennis, Mother M ILDRED DOUGLAS G rad u a te Mother of mine! God's boon from above, Dear gift of His loving care. Oh! what a treasure to cherish and love, There's none with you to compare. Though life is a pathway hedged with thorns, You see but the roses that bloom, A Your courage has helped me brave all its storms, Like sunshine that scatters the gloom. Your eyes, so true, are deep as the seag Your cheeks are soft and fair, Your voice always so sweet to me, Sounds oft like a low-toned prayer. So, Mother of mine, as the years speed on, Watch still as you watched of old, And lead me safe through pain or song, By the love in your heart of gold. page eighty-one