St Philip and St James High School - Scholastic Yearbook (Phillipsburg, NJ)

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fiqb 1 rm A-1 -W-------W--m PC9116 Scliolasiic THE QUEST Too soon have our four years of high school come to a close. Now we have nothing but memories and yet we shall always have something l tangible-the quest of our Senior year-our SCHOLASTIC. This endeavor is but a continuation of the efforts of last vear's class. Yours is a noble wodg, a work that so impressed us that we resolved to continue it as shown by our efforts herein. In accordance with the spirit of this volume may we say to the on- coming class: The old order ohangeth, yielding place to the new, Yet ere we pass, We leave our quest with the class of '37. Thy hopes are ours, So, in the tournament of the Senior year Charge on! Lest thou be found Faifhless in the quest. AGNES PFEFF1-:R RESPICE FINIEM The fatal clocks upon the walls Are ticking fast the hours today, They warn: The time's not far away When we must leave these classic halls. The mingling with our 'school day friends, This maytime of our school day life Gives way to days of wordly strife: The tree grows where the sapling bends. The arbored days of childhood ease: : The dolce far neiente years May mingle with our after tears Across the waves of future seas. T-he hard and seamy worldly knocks, The disill-usion without end, The bitter dole of faithless friend, The spirit staggers at these shocks. So we must take things as they are And not repine, what e'er befall, Respice 6nem, that is all And let this be our radiant star. Donornv SMITH .Vg . if - 'i' H Sf H 00 L SVPHILIPIND swrrgiinrs 1 ,. 1.91 X K ff' A

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fx CGIIE ,Scholastic Jw Many years had elapsed since the passing of Arthur and the decline of the Round Table. ln the great hall stood a vacant chair, Siege Peril- ous , but it came to pass in a modern age, that a band of wandering stu- dents, in search of s'helter and learning, stumibling upon this ancient ruin at Caerleon, gathered round the table, and for their Arthur in Siege Peril- 0us , chose the Mercy Nuns. They like Arthur were our rulers, They made us lay our hands in theirs and swear To break the heathen and uphold the Christ, To ride abroad redressing human wrongs, To speak no s-lander, no, nor listen to it, To 'honor his own words as if his G0d's, To lead sweet lives in purest ch'astity . These were the vows to which the Arthurs bound their knights. But like Arthur of old, this glorious company passed from existence, and may only return in memory as Arthur does. A tender melancholy is awakened rt the thought of that September morning four years ago when they found the ruins buried in the wilderness and made its hight walls ring once more with laughter and music. In summer they gallantly rode through the coun- try as their youthful voices rang to the hilltops, and in winter Christmas Carols echoed out on the frosty air. Gone long since are the armored knights but here in our hearts they left a joyous memory so let us take you back to Caerleon and review there four great tournaments. FIRST TOURNAMENT Being modern knights they agreed to adopt a modern form of govern- ment and elected the following officers: Bernard Whelan. Marie Cascioli and Agnes Pfeffer. These were the knights to carry out the wishes of all. Each knight did all in his power to imitate the virtues of some knigiht of old. A As you glance about the table now you may see Gareth C Edward Sul- livan, a little fellow always aiming high, The Lord of Astolat CHarvey Rauherj, retired country gentleman, Guinevere Q Margaret Wardj, the pretty but unfaithful queen, Elaine the fair, Elaine the lovable, Elaine the lily maid of Astolat C Marie Casciolij, constantly endeavoring to capture ther hero, Gawain C Robert Kirganj, the ghost, here today and gone tomor- row, Sir Lavaine CEdward Feeleyj, forever seeking new laurels and praise, the knights of foolish fashion, the four fantastic fools, Morning-Star, Noonday-Sun, Evening-Star and Death fWalter Kenyon, Maurice Cav- anaugh, Thomas Murphy and Jack Roertyj, thinking little of the more ser- ious aspects of life, galloping courageously about the field of fun, Lance- lot CFrancis Fehelyb, the heart breaker, Galahad flames Wallacej, doing his best to imitate the idol of the classic. These are a few of the modern knights. There was one little variation about these knights in regard to trav- eling conditions, the knights of old rode the steed while the new traveled l sr. PHILIP AND st mmrs' ig? msn SCHOOL 9 o