St Joseph Academy - Sajoscript Yearbook (Columbus, OH)

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SANDALPHON In the schoolroom when we are drilled over and over on various points, We are apt to grow weary of the daily routine, but if we could only realize that we are being prepared to face the monotony that must come at times into every life, perhaps we might submit more patiently to the irksomeness of it all. Repetition may be tiresome, nevertheless, it is the mother of studies, and lessons which must be learned for life must be learned well. Through each stage of our training, the aim of our teachers has been to instil into our hearts the principles of right living and to strengthen our wills by teaching us to master self. Approving smiles may never gladden our eyes: tumultuous applause may never ring in our ears, but the victory will be none the less real and the reward none the less certain if 'tNobly each part we play On till Life's closing day. On till we hear Christ say, 'Child, you've been true'. ,-ii- -1 .1 God's Smile MARY CATHERINE ROAN First Rh ctoric A basket of roses, A gold altar vase, A thought that reposes, A beautiful face, An obedient child, A Mother's kind heart, A sweetly sung carol With peace to impart, A soft gleam of twilight, A picture serene, An old-fashioned garden, A lily's fair sheen, A wood in the springtime, A lone, peaceful dell, A chain of true friendship, An Angelus bell: True beauty is this That makes life worth while, And in each fair gift There is found God's smile. To Our Seniors RUTH J. MACBRIDE First lilretoric You who have reached that noble height Where some day we hope to stand, You who have written so many leaves For our books of memory land. You who have taught us many things And kindled aspirations, Will you, dear Seniors, please accept Freshmerfs congratulations? page ninety-two

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S A N D A L P H 0 N l..ife's 'Tournament DOROTHY HILL Grad uatc S we look back through the years to the time of the Crusades when all 'was aglow wih the spirit of chivalry, we find an admirable character, whose name and noble deeds will always remain symbols of real gallantry -the knight. When he lived up to his knightly vows, he was indeed the gentle- man of his time, and no truer type of noble lord can be found throughout his- tory. Ile was fitted for conquest, war, and adventure, and his life, one might say, was a series of conflicts on the battlefield. The youth who aspired to knighthood began his training a.t the age of seven, usually in the castle of his father's suzerain, where he was initiated in the duties of a page. Seven or eight years later, he became a squire and attended his lord in battle. At the age of twenty-one, if he had proved his courage and military skill, he was deemed worthy of being dubbed a knight. The ceremony by which he was admitted to the Order, besides being most impressive, was exceedingly beautiful in its symbolism. Courage, loyalty, purity, manliness, truthfulness, unselfishness were the ideals inculcated during the years he was in training. Throughout his life these virtues were to characterize his conduct. If wa.r was the noble's chief business, so the tournament was his principal amusement. It was fought in the open, in Hlists, and in the presence of thou- sands of spectators, who thronged the tiers of benches overlooking the field of contest. Each knight wore on his sleeve or helmet his lady's favor which he hoped to cover with glory in the day 's encounter. Apart from his lady 's approv- ing smile, the victorious knight received a reward commensurate with his op- ponent's wealth, as the latter's armor and horse were usually of the finest and his ransom sometimes a small fortune. Ilow like life is the tournament of bygone days, so picturesque in art, so thrilling in literature, so hazardous in reality! When we consider that we, too, are being trained and prepared to enter the scene of a long struggle, we halt a moment to think what it all means-this careful preparation. From the very early days of school life, when we learned the A, B, C, we have been in training. Each year we went on increasing our meagre store of knowledge. Not only once, but many, many times did we find a problem that just wouldn't work out, and often a short paragraph assigned for study seemed endless. These trifiing difficulties, to what did they lead? XVere they lost as we climbed the many- runged ladder of knowledge? Indeed no, and by no means have they been only passing trifies. By each little difficulty we learned, and failure left us more surely mistress of self, or more surely a victim of circumstance. One big difficulty faced and overcome will do vastly more for us than a whole series of easy triumphs. Whether or not studies have been of any real value rests with the individual. No doubt much of that learned from books, day after day, will be forgotten as time goes on. It is only natural that details slip from the mind, for the memory is limited, but certainly important matters, their consequences, and even the results of many minor happenings will remain with us. The real value of a school course is estimated by its success in bettering our lives, raising our ideals and developing character. Nest certainly the studies taken up in school have increased our knowledge of the things around us, they have shown us the past that we may read the future, but if we learned merely as a matter of form, without thinking of the lessons taught and realizing the effects produced in our own lives, we have lest sight of the most important principles underlying our Catholic education. page ninety-one

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