Winchester School - Oui Dire Yearbook (Pittsburgh, PA)

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our-mac 23, V. XVith the yuletide candles burning And the Christmas greens abounding, ln pure white came all these maidens To the glorious house of worshipg XX'here they offered up a service For the birthday of our Savior, For the little llabe, the Christ Child, For lflis birthday, then approaching. ln the dim light of the candles, Rose their giilish voices singing Hymns and songs by all beloved. So they carried to the people Once again the words of prophets XX'ho foretold of jesus' coming, And the hope that l-le was bringing, Till the people all were singing In the glad and happy moment Of the love of Christ the Savior, And of peace to men on earth. D. C., 'r5. 7,-,-iii LIFE'S VOYAGE. Life is like the dimly blended lights of a faraway ship, which comes into sight far off on the distant horizon. lt tioats on,-gently coming nearer and nearer until it can be seen in the clear, calm blue seal but presently it is tossed about in a sudden and almost over- whelming storm, which all but extinguishes the growing light. The storm passes and again it appears on a smooth serene water. sailing on, for a time, as though the calm were to last for ever. llut, as before, a storm closes all around, and for awhile the light is entirely gone: but no, not entirely, for a Mighty Hand lifts the dark, leaden clouds, and quiets the troubled waters. So, once more, the great ship, as it has now proved to be, with the many. many lights, that cast a gleam far out over the great blue sea, glides on undisturbed, until, as it nears the other horizon, slowly leaving be- hind the vast watery plain on which it has long been viewed. its lights, now feeble and dull, Hicker,-and flicker again,H-and are for- ever lost from sight. I l T 'I . 5. A BERNARDIAN ROMANCE. A tale t' unfold In manner bold, An' now my mission is unrolled And soon I'll have my story told. Last even, at the close of day, l stepped me out into my garden by-paths in the nick of time to see the faintly rainbowed-sky fade into the dull nothingness of early twilight. 'Twas spring. 'lfhe spring was playing havoc with my wearied mind. l sat me down to rest and watch the dainty-flowering morning-glories as they, modest creatures, hung their heads, too shy to looli upon the drear tragedies of night. Anon the pondering footsteps of l,ord l.eiees- ter, my would-be lover, stirred me from my mnrd'rous plans against mine Spanish friends across the sea. llow comes he here. l quer- ied of myself, at such an hour for boisterous revelry and gluttonous feeding. He spake, and thus his words were carried to mine ear, Ah, Queen, at last l find thee, after hours of weary wand'ring, I am sorely worn. l ery aloud against 'the powerful calling of the wanderlust-that ever-burning tire within my manly breast which must needs bring me to thy side, even were 't by pure coercion. l, somewhat indignant at this speech, thus voiced me my reply: .Xn' what sayest thou. thou proudful swain? .Xrt making love to me. th' noblest queen that e'er drew breath, th' mighty srvvereignglfmpress of England, th' daughter of llarry llighth? Call halt, good Leicester, thy queen is in no mood for childish sentiment. Moreover, have l heard tell of one, Amy Robsart, for whom thou hast re- markable friendliness? l want no more of such as thee. Xlethinks my country needeth not thy aid-and as for thy love!oh, well, l believe thee not and there's an end on 't. Fair lady, nay, fairest lady, by yonder blessed moon I swear, that tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops, by- O swear not by the moon, th' ineonstant moon, that monthly changes in her circled orb, lest that thy love prove likewise variable! XYhat shall l swear by? Do not swear at allg or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, which is the god of my idolatry, and l'll bel--. Ul my lord, look quick! Didst hear the rustle by my foot? Uh! Uh! I fear me somewhat is concealed therein, the bushes hide one evil prowler of the night! .Xnd straightway did lllj' lord, into the shadowy cavern of the dark, betake himself, and l, gazing after him, soon heard the sound of him returning, and asked of him, still keep- ing mine eyes turned from him, thinking thus to pique him, was th' eavesdropper spying on our love-making? Hearing no answer, me- lurking thief or

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22 OUI- DIR E honest taxicabs are the regular means of trans- portation on the last stage of your journey. flow hospitable are his ways! IIow cordial his sniilel llow welcoming his wordsl I'li5 pleasant goninients on the scenery, his inter- esting bits of information, his air of owner- ship and pride in the surrounding country all tend to amuse and rest you after your day on the cars, U .Xdoniran, how wily are your ways! You lead us into your trap as easily as a hungry mouse is brought to his doom by the enticing cheese left inithe pantry which, while it is being eaten, makes him forget all else, but which, finished, opens his eyes to the bars im- prisoning him, You take us gaily up the hills on high. You go over the bumps so cheer- fully that we forget to groan as we hit the hard seat on the rebound. Drawing up at the front door with a flourish, we get out, friends with all the world. Tlhen your perfidy is made manifest. You, too, have contracted that most prevalent of human ills, the greed for gain. As you demand six dollars for a trip of a little over a mile our eyes are opened to your treachery. How grasping, how avarieious you have suddenly become! All your funny speeches, your quaint New England man- nerisms have vanished. You are only a covet- older than your Our belief in mankind is de- that human na- our way hence- eus old Yankee, looking much years, and trying to cheat us. you is shattered, our faith in stroyed. lYe have discovered ture is all alike, and we go on forth sadder, but wiser, and ever wary of your tribe. T. it iz., '15, THE CAMP FIRE GIRLS. I. 'Neath the cool shade of the pine trees, To the fragrant, verdant hollow, Came the Camp Ifire Girls so gaily, Came the lYissahickon Camp Girls, lllith their baskets and their bundles, In the glorious moon of roses. There, with glee and happy laughter, Mingled with the outdoor voices They their feast did hold with pleasure, Till the evening twilight called them , To their ceremonial meeting. Then when shadows dusk were playing From the blazing campfire burning, S Painting pictures odd and gruesome, Painting pictures weird and awesome, Rose their walking song so gaily, Calling to the distant echoes. In the red glow of the campfire Sat these youthful Indian maidens, Listening -to the words of wisdom Of their guardian Towayam, And the stranger at their nreside. Thus, with talking, dancing, singing, Passed the evening far too quickly Till the moon had reached the heavens And was time to leave the embers Of the campfire, slowly dying. 1 II. Then these maidens, ever busy Gave a bake sale forthe wee ones, For the little ones so needy, NYho were sutfering in the city. Then they went out in the country, In the pretty, curving country, NYith the little creek beside it, XYhere they swam and sailed with pleasure, Tramped and cooked with equal fervor Till they once more homeward journeyed To the dear ones fondly waiting I'or their little Indian maidens. III. After many weeks of working, After weeks of planning, thinking, Clave these maidens two small playlets lfor the little crippled children, And the soldiers who were dying Un the battlefields so distant. And so good were these small playlets That the money poured in torrents, To the money box so tiny, That it overflowed its borders And brought aid to many needy. J IV. Ilnt the breeze had blown the tidings Uf their deeds to manv corners, So that they, as model camp girls, Gave two exhibition meetings In the Christian house of maidens. There there gathered from all places Many maidens now desiring To know how to be true Camp.gi1-15 Iflioyv to follow where the Ere leads, And they went away enlighte11CCl. Raising, singing, highest praises.

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24 our- thought he was not present, but still vainly ,Cm-,flling for the midnight wanderer, and for a moment looked not up, NYhen first I HIOVCCI mint- mtg from the pitchy black, wherein was Leicester lost to sight, methought a stranger was before me standing, scribbling hastily on xi tiny tablet tl wot not how the man could .,l.,,.' ,ts again I looked in 's direction I saw that they had plglytltl me true, 'Twas indeed a strrnieixr, and such an one! Clad in muddy litt:tn li'tiii :mtl with no bearing whatsoever liiglx lit, lljltl th' ftxel'lurl4lllL'Ss of llls lillltll! eigtme ,'.:-Yet! itself on my noble form and ugly.-.E x-iiili undue admiration at my regal fea- 'wt-,s. ll, ith royal dignity, disgruntled at the 'll'!llQllllt'ss words l had just spoken. I asked of him who llc might be. To which th' impu- dent rascal said lu me: ll'hat's in a uaine to one of such keen wit and spirit? I beg of thee, most lovely one. to know what's thine, Iinraged to speechless wrath, with all the scorn of outraged majesty, I commanded the knave to leave the grounds, Leave quotha, and who art thou to say that I shall leave-nay not shall,-must leave? lYhy, lady, knowest thou not that these be the parks of the tirst lady of the land, Queen Iless, as we who are her friends, do name her? Aye, well do I know that, and all the more I say begonelu lieu-one! And hath her royal majesty not bid me use her noble parks wherein to coin my wit? lIas she not herself begged me to use mine own F ,Xh! then. said I, thou knowest the fpnAen? hoping thus to trap him. -lust so, saith he, she would list to my cl-:ver spt-ilclies by the hour, she-but they vyere clever words in which I heard thee an- suer thy avowing lover. Let's see if I have got them down aright: if so, methinks I'll use them in my newest play, '11, swear not hy the moon, th' inconstant moon'4 f'Thou knave, thou wretched fool. Stop! My very words. lVho art thou, man, to thus address me? 'Tis unbearable! I found myself screaming, angered beyond all reason and then came Leicester, alarmed, hastening to the spot. I come, my queen! Courage! I come! And dashing in as the loathsonie adventurer, was sly- ly edging towards the wood, 'most overthrew him as thev met face to face. Zounds', he cried, the scoundrel here I find, and grasped him by his villain's neck. DIRE The moon then softly slipping from behind a cloud, shone full upon the dastard and, my lord thereby carefully examining him, exclaimed: XYhy 't can't be, yet surely-m' faith, 'tis XVill Shakespeare. Ilow came you here? And thereupon he clapped the man upon the back and seemed forgetful of my very presence. But he, who rashly dared to cast his insults in my face, spake, demanding that he be presented. Klethought what should I do? My very maiden feeling revolted! Yet could I, Queen of Eng! land, turn and run even from such an one? .Xhl No! Moreover did I yearn to see the brazen countenance when the rogue should hear mine noble rank. So, quickly, did Leicester announce him to her majesty, Queen Elizabeth. He truly seemed nonplussed for a moment, stood wav- ering' in his mind, then with a distinguished grace bent low in courtly obeisance to his Ruler but spoke no word. tiraciously arising, I slowly walked beside good Leicester to -th' edge of the park, where, stopping in my stately course, I called back softly to the still figure, The queen does not ope her garden-gates to 'Sir' Shakespeare. hereafter. Hut strange! I feel no hardness towards the man despite his bold affronts. Hethinks I'll take me to his playhouse to hear this newest tale he has. Like wearied ships in silent fiight, Abandoned in the dread of night Ifle passed beyond, A vagabond. 9 F I '15 -,. -. ., . A FAIRY TALE . New at TIN time of mv story when the lairies and elves and goblins lived and held sway over the woods, there happened to dwell in a little house by a large for-egg 21 Youno' 0-irl named Patricia, and her old 0-1-anflmgtlier, Iler father and mother were deadoand she had no -brothers. She had a small piece of land in wluch she sowed corn and planted potatoes and rows of red and white cabbages. This was all they could afford to havef so they lived througli the whole year on this meagre fare, IWIIWI fllO1lg by a few clams and lish caueht in the bay. C' Iler lirsl ambition was to care for her qi-and- mother, and her second to have a Bower bed of all the most wonderful flowers that rrfevy in the woods back of her cottage. 6 N i ...LF