Vandergrift High School - Spectator Yearbook (Vandergrift, PA)

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20 THE SPECTATOR when you are sick than Mum “fussing” over you for an hour. So, don’t you think, while the rest are all shouting for Mother, we had just better rise up on our toes and give Three Rousing Cheers for DAD. —H. F. B., ’25. “TALENTS” A LL persons do not have the same talent, or talents. If this should be, they would be of little benefit to their fellow-men. A man may be a great painter, and give much to art, yet he may be able to do little of anything else. The business man will look in wonder at the picture the artist has painted, and how it could ever be painted is a mystery to him —and yet the artist could not solve big business problems or handle affairs in the commercial world. Some particular person may be able to speak foreign languages fluently, yet know very little of history, mathematics, or music. Then again, thei'e are those persons who are capable of doing many different things, more talents having been given to them than to some one else. They are esteemed by all, and the person of few talents will wonder how they are able to do so much. But it is not the amount that counts. It is how we use what we do have that counts. No more is required than that we do not waste what we are given. Also, each talent is as honorable as any other if used rightly. The seamstress who makes a gown for some noted person, perhaps a prima donna who sings so beautifully, is just as great in her art as the person who wears the gown. The man who is a common laborer and works hard to send to school a son or daughter or brother or sister, is just as good as he or she who gains a reputation as a result of his labor and sacrifice. We all should find out what our talent is. If it is a talent to write, then write If it is a talent for music, then be a musician. If it is a talent for business, then be a good business man. If our talent is not found, and we do that which is not ours to do, a true success will not be obtained. Neither will we receive much satisfaction from our life. Let us draw from this then that we should find out what our talent is, develop and use it, and learn to be satisfied with what has been given to us, and where we are placed to do our work. KRAZY KWILT (Continued from Page 17) You can cure a red by giving him a fortune, but there’s nothing you can do for a yellow. —Selected. K. K. The Irish will have won when they are one. K. K. Germany is France’s mark. K. K. Well, it’s nice of turkey not to demand an indemnity of the allies. —Selected. K. K. They are always appropriating public funds in Illinois to find out who has. Four years ago Kaiser Bill’s memoirs would not have lasted ten minutes in America. Funny, ain’t it? K. K. The Turks are the soul of honor. When they break a solemn pledge they are always willing to make two new ones to replace it. K. K. What sounds worse than a phonograph almost run down? A pedestrian who is almost run down.

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LEST WE FORGET HIS edition of the “Spectator” has been dedicated to those members of our High School, who, a few years ago, sacrificed their homes, their loved ones, some of them, even their lives to champion a just cause; that of prevent-ing an autocratic tyrant from getting the control of practically the whole world and reducing flouiishing countries to servility. We have seen how the gray-clad warriors of this monarch went down to a humiliating defeat before our khaki doughboys. Again right had proven its supremacy over might. Time passed, and the great transports began to arrive with their human cargoes. The “Yanks” had come home! The honor and pra:se due them was given lavishly— but, after the exeitment had subsided, the old routine of affairs was gradually restored and the services of the doughboys were forgotten. Forgotten by those who in sheer gratitude should have restored the positions of the young men, held before the war. Forgotten by those whose homes were protected from the treatment accorded Belgian and French homes and villages in the dark days of 1914-15. Let us not forget entirely. Remembering these seivices, especially of our High School boys, we have dedicated the Patriotic Issue of the “Spectator” to him, who by his optimism, his courage, his sacrifice, won the endearment and friendship of the world—The American Doughboy. —H. S. SCHULER, ’23. DAD RIENDS, do you think we are giving Dad a show Mother is all right, and I am not saying she’s not, but, all the sob-sisters and rising young authors use up a surprising amount of paper telling us so. Stop and think! How many articles have you read in the last year written about Dad Who is it that provided a home, food, and clothing, and the money for good times? Why, Dad! Boys, who got your first roller skates, and sled against Mother’s wish? Dad, wasn’t it? Who was it that got you your first gun and taught you how to use it, took you hunting and showed you the best plan for business, taught you how to interpret the actions of your dog? Nine times out of ten, it was Dad. Who was it, that, when you ran short of spending money, slipped you extra and cautioned you not to tell Mother? Sh! She might find out! Somehow when Dad puts a hand on your shoulder and speaks, you want to do as he says; that same touch helps you more

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21 THE SPECTATOR HOUSEHOLD She measured out the butter with a very solemn air, The milk and sugar also and took the very greatest care, To count the eggs correctly, And to add a little bit of baking powder, Which you know beginners oft omit. Then she stirred it all together, And baked it full an hour, But she never quite forgave herself For leaving out the flour. ROYAL FANS Mix and sift one-half cup flour and two tablespoons brown sugar. Wash three tablespoons butter and work into first mixture, using tips of fingers. Roll to one-third inch in thickness, shape with a fluted round cutter five inches in diameter. Cut each piece in quarters and crease with the dull edge of a case knife to represent folds of a fan. Brush over with yolk of egg diluted with three-fourths teaspoon water. Bake in a slow oven. NUT MACAROONS Ingredients: White 1 egg 1 cup brown sugar 1 cup pecan nut meats % teaspoon salt Beat white of egg until stiff and add gradually, while beating constantly, sugar. Fold in nut meats, finely chopped and sprinkled with salt. Drop from tip of spoon, one inch apart, on a buttered sheet, and bake in a moderate oven until delicately browned. HONEY SALAD DRESSING Ingredients: 3 egg yolks % cupful honey 1 tablespoonful sugar Juice of 3 lemons % cupful whipped cream Beat the egg yolks and add the honey, sugar, and lemon-juice. Cook in a double boiler until the mixture thickens. Chill. W'hen cold, fold in the whipped cream and serve with any tart fruit salad.