William Penn High School - Memories Yearbook (New Castle, DE)

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Little Mouse I saw a little mouse running all about the house, Hoping soon some crumbs to steal, to make himself a hearty meal. He looked before he ventured out to see if pussy is about, If she's not there he'll quickly run to the pantry for some fun. Into the dishes he will creep taking into each a peep. To choose the goodies that are there and scattering crumbs everywhere. BETTY Uuucu Grade 10 Me THERE goes the whistle-It's 3 o'clock again. Another day beginning.-Eat-Work-Eat Work, then to bed to try to sleep. But, thank God, it's for only two more months, thought Joe Clark as he got up and washed his face in cold water. At 5:15 the cells are opened. Then two by two the prisoners, some rough, some tough, and some just plain gangsters file into the messfhall for coffee and hard bread. While the men are eating, I will tell you the story of joe Clark, that's me, you see. I was born on the West Side in the 200th Block. Al' though my pop was always drunk my ma was pretty nice to me. If I came in late, she would always have some food for me and my clothes always looked better than the rest of the gang. But, when I was 14 she died, I guess it was because of hard work and having pop neat her all the time. Gee, I must have thought a lot of her because it was the only time I ever remembered crying. After she died, I got in with a tough gang. We had a leader of course, like all other gangs. I won't tell you his real name because he kicked the bucket two or three years ago. We called him Bessie the Moocher . We did a couple little jobs, like hocking for the bigger guys and stealing a little. It wasn't hard and we got paid. Then the fellows decided they wanted to try something big, like robbing a bank. Yeah, we were going to be better than Dillinger and Al Capone. Sure, we weren't going to get nabbed. But were we? Yes, we got nabbed right as we were jumping in the car. We all got three years, that is all but Ike , he got eleven years for shooting a copper. I know what you're thinking. Did we try to break? Sure, a couple of times, but after being put in solitary confinement for a couple of months I decided to go straight, and did it pay? Sure, for being a good boy, I got only two years and ten months. But all fooling aside, I really think crime doesn't pay and I intend to get on the right road when it is my turn to start over again. C. N. Ross America There is a land between two oceans, 'Tis my country and my home. A land of truth and beauty, Through its states I love to roam. They call this country America, 'Tis the good old U. S. A. There I've pledged my allegiance And from its borders never stray. Many a man had found peace and comfort In this land I have learned to love. With its spreading plains and prairies And the rolling skies above. Every man has the same amount of freedom And can worship his own God. Can talk just as he pleases, Without being chased from this rich sod. America, America, how true to you I'll be! Your skies will always be my shelter For I'll never cross the sea. V1RG1N1A MACMICKING Grade 10 April Showers Hear the rain upon the roof- It sounds like the thump of a horse's hoof Hear it drop and drip, drip, drip, But how good it is for ev'ry tulip! Listen! has it really stopp'd? The petals of the rose have just dropped Look at the other flowers! They have been drooping for many hours. The rain has stopp'd. Puddles lay. The ducks will swim here for many a day: The sun is shining brightlyg 4 A rainbow has come out lightly. ANNA Wscazmowsxi ' Grade 10

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OPEN RIVER ' f Continued 1 Larry secured work at the mill as a common laborer for the summer months. It was hard work but at the arrival of winter he had saved two hundred dollars. As Larry finished work the coming of the winter brought him into the open road once more while the other boys enter' cd colleges and other institutions on their way to a career. Larry's future seemed blank. 1 One day while mailing a letter at the Post Oflice for his Mother he noticed a poster telling young men that they were offered the oppor- tunity to be trained as merchant marines. Larry's thoughts strayed back to the open river and almost automatically responded by writ' ing a letter for further information. After re- ceiving a favorable answer he boarded a train to Philadelphia. Larry passed all the qualificaf tions and was soon one of the cadets aboard the United States School Ship Annapolis receiving training as a merchant marine. It wasn't long before the two year course had been completed. He had made a few voyages down the open river into the sea and into some foreign lands with the schooner. As the vessel made its return journey it passed Larry's home' town and he saw the boys playing near the river as he had done not many years ago. When the ship returned to Philadelphia Larry was grad' uated and once again into the world on his own. This time he was qualified to work at the job which had been his life ambition. lt wasn't long before he secured work and sail- ed down the open river into the adventure of the great beyond. This lad worked hard at this work. After many years of hard steady work he had reached the top of the ladder for he was now Captain Tailor and no longer just plain Larry . He had seen lhe seven seas, met people of all nationalities, eiiperienced the roughest of weather, and braved many dangers. Larry had been to Honolulu, Calcutta, Tripoli, Murmanski, Monte' video, Shanghai, Singapore, Dutch Harbor, Pearl Harbor, and hundreds of other foreign ports. His eyes witnessed famine in the far East, thirst in Africa, adventure in South America, experif enccd isolation at the poles, and rejoiced when' ever he returned to America. Captain Larry Tailor had to retire because of old age. His last trip was made in an old vessel which also was to be drydocked when it reached Philadelphia. As the vessel passed the captain's hometown tears of joy rolled down the old man's cheek. Captain Tailor returned to his former home and had a new cabin built next to the river with all the comforts of a mod' ern home but as typical of the sea as it could possibly be. It must have done Captain Tailor heap of good as he watched the children play' ing along the shores of the river, the seagulls in the air, and any number of boats sailing down the Open River into the great beyond. ANGELO D1 GmoLAMo Class of '40 Make-Up The present day is quite different From the past that has gone before Today a girl who would be beautiful Wears creams and makefup galore. Her dresser is all a clutter With bottles and jars thrown about But what they all are used for Ask her to figure out! Naihpolish, rouge, and lipstick All in a bright red hue And when the styles have changed a bit Another shade is due. Her powder and her beauty creams To say nothing of perfume Are quite necessary to obtain That charming girlish plume. Now if nature has provided us With a face which doesn't look quite right just buy a little make-up And re'model it overnight. But when it comes to the young man With his elegance and vim ' Perhaps the girl won't stick to make'up As much as the make-up will stick to him! By ANN PLATT Grade 9