St Mary Catholic High School - Marathon Yearbook (Marietta, OH)

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3InIIEIllllIMIlg!!Engnglslllgllxillllllllllllu IIIIIISIIIRIIEIIE Q Journey in literature It was on a hot sultry day in September of 1925, that we started our second journey in Literature. On learning that we were contemplating a trip to Europe, Shakespeare, the great English playwright, graciously offered to be our guide. We accepted his invitation and with little delay were off for Venice. While there he treated us to his famous comedy, Merchant of Venice, which we enjoyed immensely. We carried away with us pleasant memories of our meeting with Portia, and loathsome recollections of the avaricious, revengeful Jew, Shylock. We left this city in November to journey to Rome, Shakespeare still accompanying us. Here we met Julius Caesar, his friend Brutus, and several other men who were suspected of forming a conspiracy against Caesar. This suspicion proved to be true and it was while we were with our friend that their malicious conspiracy was carried out. After his death we went to Philippi for a time, but soon returned to our starting place, England. Here, Thomas Gray became our escort. He took us through a small country churchyard and in beautiful and flowing language gave expression to his doleful yet lofty meditations on the sleeping dead. We appreciated his companionship exceedingly, and were very sorry to leave him even though he left us with the best of guides, Charles Dickens. We journeyed with Dickens for some time in England and France, frequently visiting the Doctor and Lucy Manette, Charles Darnay, and Sidney Carton. Jerry Cruncher often amused us by his comical speeches and actions. We spent quite a bit of time touring France and witnessing the dreadful horrors of the French Revolution. We saw Dr. Manette restored at last to his faithful daughter, stayed to see Lucy and Darnay happily united and accompanied the noble Carton to the scadold where he laid down his life for his friend. Towards the end of our trip with Dickens we heard that Washington Irving was journeying to Europe. We met him in London just after Dickens bade us adieu. He described his voyage very interestingly and took us to Westminster Abbey and Stratford-on-Avon. This latter was the home of Shakespeare who had died while we were with Gray. We visited his birthplace and his grave and then started on our Way to meet George Eliot. Irving was very entertaining while on our way, with his stories of the early Dutch settlers in New York including Rip Van Winkle and The Legend of Sleepy Hollow. When we arrived at Lantern Yard, Eliot was there to greet us and introduced us to Silas Marner, who later moved to Raveloe. We accom- panied him, watching him through all his lonely life until Eppie came to him. Then he began to realize what a queer fellow he had been and gradually improved until he was well liked and one of the most popular citizens of Raveloe. Since Eliot intended to remain for some time here, and our time for travel was drawing to a close, we returned home with much regret but resolving to start a similar journey the following September. -Marguerite Uhrhane, '28. 36

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33llglllllllmllgillglleillsllmllgllmllllllll lllllllgillgllgug Gin a jfresbman. Dear little Freshman, how small you are And what you have to learn. Won't you ever grow up to the studying age And never your footsteps turn? The years seem longer than ever before With queries and studies and themes, But throughout them all we know you'll find Nothing is as bad as it seems. -Mary Morris, '28. Ziaahing Qrriheh Freshman! The name we have looked forward to for eight long years, waiting until we could gain admission to that place of dignity- High School. But at last the seemingly impossible has happened and after traveling year by year, on the Elementary Special, we finally received a transfer to an improved train called The High School Special, which we hope will be speedier than the former. But still, where are we? We have gone higher but have not reached the top. We can still be looked down upon by our upperclassmen, as first class greens, and according to them we, with a red ribbon around our necks, would make a good Christmas decoration. But after thinking it over we admit that the Freshman Class can boast of nothing great, and must bow down to the Seniors, who deserve to be revered. Our time is coming, and three more years will show what former green Freshies will make as dignified Seniors. The Seniors of to-day were Freshmen of yesterday and when we assume that name maybe you think we won't act dignified, but just wait and see! S -John Bauer, '29. 38