St Marys Academy - Chimes Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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Up on the first floor there was a bed for em- ployees who became ill while at work. I had to rest my eyes. just as I got into the bed, I heard a crash. Realizing that no one was in the building but myself, I thought it was only my imagination. All at once, I remembered I had left my tes-t tubes in the basement. Had they fallen? Oh, no! My work would all be in vain. I dashed '7liw7Juflu4ne14 Thoughtlessness has caused more accidents, Crushed more limbsg Incited more strife, Earned more penalties, Hurt more feelings, Caused more tearsg Lost more money, Disrupted more friendships, Than any other fault on this earth. Pat Laughlin, '55 Kathy's . . . down to the cellar. There the cat had knocked over my tubes and was licking the polka-dot fluid. . Slowly, he was rising. Momentarily stunned, I realized my efforts had not been in vain. Then, all of a sudden, with the speed of a rocket, the cat zoomed through the layers of ceiling and atmosphere-he was a real gone cat. paifftwaq If along the road of life we stray, Our Lady beckons, Come this way. Our days may be filled with sorrow and strife, Until at last a perfect life May be oursg our final goal, A gift to God- A spotless soul. Barbara Jardel, '55 Day of Miracles T WAS A BLAZING, hot day in July with the sun beating down on the backs of the three contented people lying comfortably on a sandy blanket. Suddenly, over the cries of the children playing at the water's edge, came the shouts of the vendor calling, f'Soda pop, 204' a bottle. Get your sodas herein Disturbed by the commotion, Kathy sat up and rubbed the sand from her eyes. 'fWell, if no one else wan-ts a soda, I suppose I'll get one myself. Scrambling to get up, both Eddie and BJ. chimed in together, Don't forget usf' Kathy hopped back over the burning sand, soda splashing from the bottles. fLWell, here's your poison, sis! Where's the money? Eddie laughingly said, I'll pay this time, CATHERINE YEAGER, '55 KATHARINE ZERBEY, '55 BJ., but after welre married, our splurging days are over. He loves meg he loves me not. He loves me, he loves me not. Eddie, you don't love me! With a quick Wrist movement BJ. tossed the crumbled straw into the sand. With this same movement her engagement ring slipped from her finger and disappeared in the mass of sand. Startled by her cry, Eddie and Kathy sprang to her side. Kathy, trying to comfort BJ., said, Mother told you not to Wear your ring to the beach while the guard is broken. With these consoling words BJ. broke into tears of despair. 'tOh, Eddie how can I ever find my ring in all this sand? Kathy, also in tears, began to dig the sand around the straw, not realizing that she might only push it down deeper. When she had stopped crying, the lifeguard, who had just 7 H

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flash-read the amazing news about . . . Doc's Discovery C6 ILENCE, PLEASE. No talking down there. These were the words uttered by the guides. These guides really had quite a job on their hands, pointing out the various labs and trying to maintain silence at the same time. But the competent men supervising the tour were readily able to perform their tasks. Here in the Chemco Building, numerous ex- periments are being executed throughout the day. The chemists require complete quiet to understand the results of their work. I, myself, cannot entirely concentrate in these labs with the rumble-jumble noises from the corridor. Since you might wonder at my being inside these labs, I'll narrate my story for you. When I first studied chemistry, I was totally unaware of my fate. Had I been told then, that I would one day assist a renowned scientist, I would have laughed. But, I must say, I did enjoy trying to explode the school which I at- tended. I worked diligently to acquire knowl- edge, not to discover any new substances. When I graduated from highschool, I decided to major in science at college. It was a very difficult course, but it was during my college days that I decided to work hard at -the subject of my choice and continue in this field after gradua- tion, The Chemco Company presented me with an attractive offer, so I chose to accept their proposal. My first day at the lab was as any first day is. I had much to learn but I had a desire to work with hydrogen. I felt that there was much to be discovered about this fascinating element. I was assigned jobs for the benefit of the com- Danv of course: work with nylon, orlon, etc. But in my free hours I always worked wi-th hydrogen. Professor Archibald Ureystein was head of our department. He was my ideal, a great chemist. His spare hours were also devoted to working with hydrogen. I saw each day come and go with no startling results in mv experiments. Professor Ureystein was equally unsuccessful. In the meantime, I learned many things abou-t nylon, orlon, etc., which profited my company, PEGGY DOUGHERTY, ,SS but I still was not satisfied. I wanted to work with the Professor on hydrogen. My dream came true. As I was walking down the corridor one day, I was somewhat startled by a familiar voice behind me. Much to my surprise and pleasure, it was the Professor. He informed me that he had heard I was in- terested in working with hydrogen and he asked me if I would like to work with him. Of course, I gladly accepted. Professor Ureystein had his apparatus set up in the basement of the Chemco Building. This was his own private paradise. The first few days of our cooperative work proved interest- ing to me but yielded no startling accomplish- ments. Rumors had it that we had discovered a more potent mass of the valuable gas. One night, to my complete amazement, the Professor did not come to the lab. I debated with myself as to whether or not to start the experiment alone. The Professor had always been here to assist me, since we 'had started working together. I was concerned about the Professor. Had he met with an accident? Promptness was one of his outstanding characteristics. I decided to wait a little longer. I turned on the radio and, much to my consternation, I heard the announcer say that Professor Ureystein had been kid- napped. Two bystanders, hidden in the woods, heard the captors say that, if he would reveal the secret formula of the fourth mass of hydro- gen, he would be released. Otherwise-death! The bystanders hurried to the nearest telephone and notified the police. The announcer asked us to stand-by for further information. I realized that the only way to save the Pro- fessor would be to discover this fourth mass. I need not necessarily give the captors the exact formula, I thought to myself. If only I could bluff my way out of it! I hurried to the apparatus and started work- ing, hoping all the time my keen observances of the Professor at work would prove adequate. After several hours, I felt despairing. I walked from the lab, leaving my Work behind me. I could not keep my eyes open another minute.

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Therefore, my duty as a friend compels me to come begging. Oh, here they come with my ice cream! Thank you for keeping me company all this time. Columkill helped me to descend from his ship and then started its motor. As I stood watching lend an ear to . . . him, I could not help smiling at the way he had imitated a woman, shrieking in distress so that he could attract us. After a while, I lost sight of the disc. Most of my neighbors will soon forget Columkill, but never will I forget that person who made last Saturday such a memorable one for me. Information Incorporated C6 OOD AFTERNOON, Mertinteen Ga- zette's aceman reporting. Whols calling, please? Oh, so it's the SPIRIT of '55, You say you are interested in knowing what has become of the class over which you presided. Hold the line while I finish typing the last line of this copy before it goes to press. Wait a minute, I'll read it to youf' Newsy Notes. Good-morning, America. Well, are you wondering what your neighbors are doing? Then read on and you will find out because This Is Your Gossip Column. A new show I would recommend to all opened on Broadway last night, entitled My Many Loves, starring Barbara Roach. We can't overlook the Met, where Eileen Clearkin is packing the house. What a thrill I had last night to see Loretta, Lydia, Carol, Joan, Pat, Mary Ann, Ann Marie, Jeannette, Kathy Zerbey and Ann Cundey capped. Ah, what an honorable profession! I hear that Joann was Queen of the Senior Cotillion recently held at La Salle College. Her court consisted of Barbara Jardel, Lorraine and Dolores. Their gowns were designed by the B 81 H Dress Corporation, headed by Ann Behan and Judy Huss. Entertainment for the evening was supplied by Anna Bonelli, who played the accordion, and the featured soloist of the night was the well known recording artis-t, Barbara Eitler. One of the most popular attractions on Steel Pier this season is a snake charmer by the name of Barbara Steward. Remember the name- Stu and Her Educated Snakes. Ginny, Mary and Jane opened a Women's apparel shop. 7 MARLENE SEEBER, '55 Anna McAleer and Marilyn Leary are the new owners of a motion picture theatre. Their policy is to show only Scottish films produced and directed by Ann Neish. I just finished reading one of the best sellers of the day, FRANKly Speaking, by Bernie Nickels, Katy Yeager has won a trip to Europe for her composition Why I'm Always In the Nick of Time. The contest was sponsored by the Coonahan Food Company, under the guidance of its chief dietitian, Miss Marie. Mary Jo has been acclaimed as one of our outstanding medical secretaries. She is espe- cially efficient when it comes time to send out the BILLS. Pat Laughlin is Letty's private secretary. They are distributors for the Larem Record Corporation. - Barbara Tormey and Kathleen Joyce invited me to the opening of their newest Diner. Yes, the girls chose a profitable profession because everybody must eat. I recognized two of the waitresses, Sheila and Alice. The cashier was none other than Lois. Gerry has become official issuer of afflDAVits in City Hall. Doctors LiVolsi and Eichner are trying to discover a cure for one of the oldest and most dread diseases, Studyitis. Before you read this column, Peggy will have received her degree in psychiatry from Connell University. Congratulations! This is your roving reporter signing off, leav- ing you with this thought for today, Make everyone else's business your own. Until next time, I remain your favorite gossip.