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

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------fx, C6712 ,Scholastic fa by shoeleather express. The first conquest of these courageous knights was a journey to Marble Hill. They scattered among the hills and glades, re- turning at sundown with a few leaves and weary bones. Besides this for- est gallantry the knights were also so-called gallant students at the table. Dorothy Roth never forgot 'how ice was made, Mary McNulty read Treas- ure Island to the knights for hours on end, Arthur Rooney certainly knew the technique of debating, and others shone in their perspective fields. When work was through and the closing bell tolled a deep voice announced those who earned their spurs may go . Like to Gareth we were kitchen knaves at the first tournament and our contests took place unnoticed. For this reason we welcomed the close of the tournament. Tl-ITE SECOND TOURNAMENT. A joyous summer. two months of separation from the table and the leaves began to fall, cold weather came upon us, the shiney trumpet sound- ed loud and the second tournament had begun. The contests of this tour- nament were to be harder than the first, there was a new environment, another language to be learned, a thorough study of Shakesspe:-rre's plays, and we even applied our poetic talents in the SCI-IOLASTIC, we were bowl- ing down the ringing grooves of chance. A few journeys through the forest, several successful football contests and a few parties at the castle helped to enliven the year. The knights made their first stage appearance in The World's All Right . A mem- orable occasion was the day the Biology students journeyed to the Dela- ware river to gather botanical specimens for their note books. This was the last contest of the second tournament. THE THIRD TOURNAMENT. When the tournament opened for the third time we returned to our contests with renewed zest. We met many strange figures at this touma- ment including the sightless John Milton, who confronted us with the un- fathomable L'Allegro, Il Penseroso, Comus and Lycidas, and the magni- ficent In Memoriam. Then we met Oliver Goldsmith, a queer character indeed and none too pretty. Macbeth came too with Lady Macbeth and the other characters of the tragedy. This tournament also brought King Arthur to the round table and with him his fine knights arrayed in their richest mail. We made their acquaintance and aspired, with more or less success, to emulate the virtues, if not the deeds of that valiant band. We even took a line from the immortal 'pages of The Idylls of 'Dhe King as our motto through the years, Live pure, speak true, right wrong, follow the King-else, wherefore born ? In the spring we held our first Social contests, a card party to raise money to defray the expenses of the senior banquet. We made our second stage appearance in Sunny Skies . Ex- aminations brought the close of the third tournament. . ST. PHILIP AND ST JAMES' 1-lk'- 5 .! . HIGH 5CH00l 'G Ugg' Q 'r -if V .iill t

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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

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fx Gite Scltolasftic m THE LAST TOURNAMENT. And the new sun rose bringing the new year. And once more the little knights were called together but for the last tournament. Dawn, noon, and evening came and went and now we were in the twilight of our knighthood. At the beginning of the last tournament we held a meeting and elected the following officers: Francis McHugh, Virginia Ewadinger, Margaret Ryan and William H-olden. In December we gayly prepared the table for the 'Christmas party and New Year's frolic. The castle was filled to capacity, the high towers rang with rnerriment, and their hearts were filled with gayety. As the New Year's chimes echoed out on the cold crisp air the Arthurs would exclaim Happy New Year! God bless you all , and then such kissing, handshaking, and the making of resolutions could never be forgotten by the merry knights. In April the knights pre- sented their big play, The Fortune Teller , by Victor Herbert. This was one of the most ambitious contests of the tournament. The next big event was the crowning of the Blessed Mother at a solemn church cere- mony. A few forest travels and then the last big journey, a trip up the Hudson, an occasi-on when the knights enjoyed themselves to the greatest extent. The legend story ends' in a burst of glory, with flowers, music and congratulations-in short, graduation exercises, when we received our first credentials for entrance in the tournament of life. So with dauntless hearts we -go adventuring, but the buoyant notes of knighthood laughter fall and lie as star dust on the future years. No more the morning' call to the round table is heard calling us to that gay Heeting life, we are called by a strong commland to take our places on the great world's battlefield. And when the last knights has fallen on this battlefield of life, when they have gone down the valley to eternity. may those come cherish our humble efforts and, pray for our souls. More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of. DOROTHY SMITH z 3 'K IAQ sr. PHILIP Ano sr mms' 1? 5 HIGH SCHOOL 'a rw