St Rose Academy - Yearbook (San Francisco, CA)

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?--e-:gt GoLD AND WHITE fs-U----F- The Eternal Question By ESPERANZA RUELAS Alone but for a pine that swayed near by- As man hath done in every age of yore- He did not heed the breakers on the shore, But stood and hurled his question to the sky. Else in the waves had found his own reply. O tell me what it is that men adore! O silence in my heart, the awful roar Of doubt! The universe sends back the cry And wonders how a man could be so blind With all those works before his very eyes. The answer trembles back from every sod. At last into his unreceptive mind From beauteous earth and from the spacious skies, Doth come the grandeur of its maker, God! if Thoughts By GRETCHEN LINS Wonderfiil, fleeting, fanciful dreams, Echoes and calls from the past, Wz'll 0' the wisps, bright, unserene Coming. going, slow and fast. Never ending, on they fly, Sad or happy, what care they? Never being born, they never die, On they dance, on they play. if Spring Song By BETTY LAUGHLIN When the apple blossom spreads its perfume in the air Each dainty skirt aflutter and bathed in misty dew, Then we know that spring so fair, with garlands in her hair Has come to banish winter and dress the world anew. Thirty-Eve

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GOLD AND WHITE The boy didn't seem to mind her rudeness nor her abruptness. I-Ie only noticed that she was tall and slim, that her hair was curly and gorgeously black and that she walked so proudly, so erect. And with frank admiration and affection in his eyes he watched her until she was completely out of sight. The next afternoon at Pat's request, she and Tom walked to the grassy knoll, their lifelong favorite spot. And this time Pat was the one who talked and laughed happily while Tom, awed and delighted at the change in her, walked silently at her side catching every word, every phrase that fell from her red lips. With her slim, young shoulders propped against the tree trunk Pat motioned the adoring Tom to sit beside her and in a voice that was lively and clear she began: 'ATommie, I'm so happy I could just shout! and her blue eyes literally snapped with excitement. At last I'm going away from here. I'm going to live in Boston. Just think, Tommie, Boston! Eagerly vivacious she leaned forward. Aunt Elizabeth telegraphed this morning. lVlr. Higgins brought the message. And Tom, Mother and I are to leave this miserable place forever! I'm to leave tomorrow and Mother will come next week, she explained, and I'm to go to a hnishing school and have gorgeous clothes and I'll meet people, wonderful educated people and handsome young-oh, they'll be so handsome- On and on she rambled, weaving beautiful dreams while the boy, bewildered, yet unselfishly glad, marvelled at her radiant beauty and her sudden fortune. They were silent for a short while. Then Pat's voice like a clear crystal bell broke the stillness. 'iTom, she said, remember all of the times you've cheered me ever since I was a small girl, and yesterday when I was so down- hearted? But, she added brightly, all of the cheering will be needless from now on, Tom. I'll be gloriously happy now! Rising from her grassy perch she turned to the boy who had scrambled to a place beside her. She extended her cool hand toward him saying: I'd better go now and I guess this will be good-bye because I'll be leaving so early tomorrow. If I ever come back I'll look you up. You've been so nice and l'll never forget your wonderful kindness, she murmured sweetly. A brief handclasp, a fleeting smile and Pat was gone, leaving Tom standing on the little knoll straining his eyes to watch her disappear, Once she turned and waved to him, then her young form completely vanished from sight. With a sudden muttered cry the boy started forward. Pat, Pat, he called loudly, hysterically, and then just as suddenly he stopped short, a hard mirthless laugh escaping from his lips. Tom, he said aloud, don't be such a fool. Pat's all right. She's happy. She won't need you any more now, he pleaded, his voice breaking, A'Cheer up, Tom, just cheer up and smile! The Violet By BETTY LAUGHLIN Once among the pastures green Lay a violet in purple gown. About her grass and flowers grew, Her blanket was the silvery dew. She looked so small and dainty there That the fairies gaue her a perfume rare. Thirty-four

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l----ral GOLD AND WHITE Je-im Auf Wieder-Sehenl Till We Meet Again! By ESPERANZA RUELAS HE June sun caressed the broad blue Rhine, disclosing a row-boat which was disturbing the river's quiet with the ripple of its passing. The dip, dip of the oars mingled with the cries of herons and the rustling of the leaves whispering to the trees, made a fitting accompaniment to the rhythmic lapping of the flowing current and the echoes from the Black Forest. Now a strange appealing tenor joined in the symphony with the wild, barbaric Cossack song which seemed strangely out of place in the calm dignity of the surroundings but which perfectly htted the singer. His slim body was leaning back carelessly in the stern of the boat. In one hand he held a Russian guitar, a balaika. With the other he was strumming vigorously a colorful battle-song which his Tartan blood had taught him to love. Impatiently he shook from his dark brow a lock of hair as black and as sleek as any khan's. His companion, a tall, powerful, blond young German, now began the gentle reverie-like melody of Die Lorelei, and pulling easily at the oars brought the boat to the bank and stepped out. This was their last trip down the deep waters of the Rhine, for on the morrow they were returning to Heidelberg. They had spent their vacation journeying through the Rhinelands together, as was their custom, and now they would return to school together-Karl, the blonde German giant, and Theodor, his slim Russian chum. With a fond goodby to their friend, the river, they both turned slowly down the path just as the last rays of the sun gilded the Lorelei-rock with glowing beams. On registration day the two friends saw but little of each other. Finally when taps sounded, Karl and Theodor rushed to their room to tell each other everything that had happened during the day and to make plans for the year. Long after taps had sounded they were talking and planning, yet when sleep stole over them there was still much to be said. Finally Karl's tired eyes closed and he mumbled Auf wieder-sehenf' The sun had just risen above the high stone walls of the building when someone, without warning of reveille, knocked at the door. Karl climbed lazily out of his cot and opened it. A military messenger was stilfly holding out two envelopes. One was for Theodor, and on the back of it were the Imperial arms of Russia. The other was addressed to Karl von Stolzen and on it were the Imperial arms of Germany, Puzzled, each opened his envelope. A large circular fell out of Theodor's to the floor and there it lay between them. Germany Declares War on Russialu Each had been called to the service! At first a ire of barbaric wrath kindled Theodor's eyes, but Karl jumped up, and embracing him said earnestly: Theodor, We part as friends: when we meet again it will be as enemies. My God, my Kaiser, and my Fatherland are calling me. Quietly Theodor turned and both started dressing and packing, Karl Thirl gf - six