Woodland High School - Jewel Yearbook (Woodland, ME)

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T H E J outside of the court gg-iviiig' the grame to Bob makng the score 5-4. As Bob raised his arm to serve in what he hoped to be the last frame, his head swam dizzily, and he could barely make outthe hazy form of Moore who was standing on the other side of the net waiting' for the serve. His serve was so weak it went into the net making it love 15-Moore. Bob returned Moore's serve, putting it past his baekhand and making- it 15 all. Moore EXVEL 21 made it 30-15 by putting Ro,Q'er's serve into the net. Serving with all the might 0 his wanningr strength Bob was reward- ed by a 40-15. Bob made it a deuee by putting' two into the net, ,and Don Moore returned two of Bob's serves outside to give Bob advantage and the National Indoor Tennis Championship. As Don Moore shook his hand and congratulated him the stands rose as one and grave a tremendous eheer to a tennis player who had what it takes 'tthe will to win. i f tl? ll' al s K Qa tar

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20 THE JEXYEL t'hal,'it for the egotistical Don had tak-- en three straight games before Bob could get even one point. The set ended 6-0 with Bob rapidly tiring. llis opponent, Moore, had played in the first half of the semi-finals the night he, Bob, had played that As he was playing in the same afternoon, therefore before, while very morning, finals on the not having much time to rest, his oppon- ent had a. great advantage. After a much needed rest on Bob's part, the second set was begun, This set was a. little better than the first with llloore winning by a 6-2 score. There was little doubt in the minds of the spectators as to who would win the third set and the championship. As the players were changing courts at the beginning of the 3rd, and what appeared to be the last set, More stopped Bob, saying. Hliisten, mug, l'm gonna play you right off the floor this set. I hate a quitter. Quitterl That work stung, Bob turn- ed to follow Moore who was walking away. But-. Ile wanted to tell him how tired he was and that he had played only a few hours ago. Suddenly a motto came to his mind a motto his father had taught him to live by. He stopped in his tracks, turned, and walked back to his own court saying to himself, A winner never quits, and a quitter never wins. So heis going to plav me off the floor this set, is he? He only thinks he isl'l Part of the fans left at the end of the second set thinking that the third would be a. replica of the first two. How- ever, the greater part of the spectators stayed to get their money's Worth as they put it. Bob started the set bv driving his serve into Moore's left-l1a11d back corner for a 15-love. ln that third set Bob, goaded into action by Moore's cutting words, gave an exhibition of as fine a tennis game as was ever seen in Madison Square Garden. The final score of the third set was 6-1 Rogers. Bob, near a point of exhaustion fin- ally won the fourth set 6-3. As he lay prostrate on the fioor at the beginning of the rest period, the spectators stood as oine and gave him a hand such as no one since Tilden had received among tennis fans. Vvlhen his trainer came onto the floor with a towel and water, Bob said to him, Jimmy, I don't know how, but l'm going to win this set. t'All you've got to have is the will to win, kid. lf you think you can do a a thing you can. VVell, l see it's time. After this se', kid, you'll either be a champion of just another tennis player who couldnlt. take it. As he got up Bob Rogers found that his muscles had begun to tighten up and that there seemed to be iron weights fastened to his feet. Bob walked to his back court and thought of Jimmy's words, K' the will to win. Again and again, the words went through his mindfthe will to win, the will to win. t'YVell, he said to himself, 'tl have the will to win and I'm going to win odds or no oddsfl To the great pleasure of the fans Bob took the first three games, all after deuces. Don Moore won the next game after a deuce and the fifth by five straight points. Bob, after taking the next game, led four games to two. The physical strain was tremendous. It was telling rapidly upon Bob. Now the fans were on their feet to cheer their favorite on to victory. The next two games were taken by Moore making it 4 all. There were only two games between both boys and a championship. Moore drove his serve into the net making it 15 love in favor of Bob. Rog- ers served to Moore's backhand and, not being able to handle it, his return went into the bleachers, making it 30 love. Moore returned two more of Bobls serves

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Essays A MARBLE MEMORY By Foster L. Ilibbard The most beautiful building in the world is the Taj Mahal at Agra, India. The constructioii of this great edifice was begun in 1630, and 22 years elapsed dur- ing construction. The story of the Taj goes thusly: Emperor Shah Jehan, grieved by the death of Empress Mumtaz Mahal, deter- mined to build a monument that would be beautiful a11d as graceful as the Empress-something that would surpass i11 grace and beauty anything previously constructed by man and anything to come after, something that would hold her memory and fascinate the World for a thousand years, something graceful and beautiful, yet rising majestically above all of man's accomplishments. The Emperor called his architect Usted Isa and told him to construct a monument that would encase her body and in which her spirit would remain for- ever. UMake it as beautiful, as graceful, and as majestic as she was, he command- ed. And then, in 1630, was begun the great monument which was dedicated to a greater love. Construction was begun on the bank of the Jumna River. The earth was searched for the purest marble. For 22 years thousands of pounds of sil- ver were brought from Persia. Thou- sands of pearls were brought from Asia. Finally, at. the end of 22 years, the temple stood complete and the body of the Empress was placed inside this beau- tiful tomb. Because of the great c-ost of the Taj, Cabout S10,000,000j there was a revolt and the Emperor was dethroned and im prisoned. Seven long years he spent waiting for the time when he would join his be- loved wife. Finally, at the age of 73, broken in body and spirit, he realized the time be- tween himself and eternity was short, indeed. His request, to be given one last view of the Taj Mahal, was granted. At dawn he was carried to the Jas- mine Tower, which is a short distance from the Taj. As the first streaks of dawn appeared in the east the Emperor, with his strength rapidly ebbing from his body, knew that he would soofn be placed in the marble mausoleum, which he had spent the great- er part of his life building. As the first rays of rising sun struck the Taj, giving it an appearance of a golden halo, the folds of death slowly enveloped him, and the Emperor's spirit silently went to join that of the Empress in the Taj-the crown of Mahal. Today the Taj Mahal still stands- graceful, beautiful, and majestic. It has never been surpassed in grace and beauty and will never be-by man or nature. The Taj is most beautiful on a bright moonlight night. As the moon comes up, the shadows, silently, mysteriously van- ish, and the sound of the fountains plays in the background. Such a scene brings to mind these famous lines of Longfellow: And tl1e night shall be filled with music And the cares that infest the day Shall fold their tents like the Arab, And silently steal away. So is it, today. and so shall it. be- forever! The Taj Mahal-The Crown of Mahal!