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LONGWOOD

COLLEGE

FARMVILLE. VIRGINIA

VOLUME

NUMBER

WINTER 1969-1970

STAFF

Editor

Joan Harrup

Assistant Editors

Louise Dougherty, Catherine Leary

Feature Editor Poetry Editor

Rachael Paschall Mary Palmore

staff

Short Story Editor staff

Sharon Bourne

Essay Editor

Joan Barnes, C. L. Dunnavant Susan Davenport Mary Alice Carmody, Vicki Eyier, Becky Val White

staff

Art Editor staff

Literary

Donna Wadsworth,

Sharon Dietz Doris Andreason, Edrie Bays, Betty Burnett, Ruth Campbell, Anna Cogbill, C. L. Dunnavant, Susan Dupriest, Childrey Farber, Jeannie Kay, Barbara Kellum, Barbara Leahey, Elaine Newman, Naonal Newman, Linda Matthews, Brenda Murray, Wanda Rush, Tricia Shaw, Eunice Ward, Margaret Webb, Jenny Young

Board

Manager

Nancy Harris King, Lois Wells Worthington Maureen Shannon Bonnie Andrews, Edrie Bays, Betty Boylan, Mary Jane Brizendine, Royce Claytor, Penny Eberly, Randi Eldridge, Marcia Harris, Linda Owens, Emily Salle, Cindy Sasser, Gayle Yeates Phyllis

staff

ROTUNDA

Reporter to Circulation

Manager

staff

Head

Kelso, Lindsay Lewis,

Board

Chairman

Business

Glenna Lewis, Pat Lucas Debbie Barnhill Betty Johnson, Use Worthington

Typist

staff

Lise

Betty Boylan

Linda Carter, Phyllis Dexter, Shari Heflin, Nancy Rakes, Lois Wells Akers, Edrie Bays, Mary Alice Carmody, Sandy Cordle, Anna Cogbill, Jeannie Kay, Linda Lew, Paige Mehlhaff, Donna Wadsworth, Val White, Gayle Yeates,

Publicity

Saili

Proofreaders

Jenny Young Sharon Bourne, Mary Palmore, Gayle Yeates, Jenny Young Penny Eberly, Maureen Shannon

Exchange Editors Advisors:

Art Business Literary

Miss Leitch Mrs. Taliaferro Miss Etheridge

TABLE OF CONTENTS From The

the Editor

and chalk

Self Portrait, charcoal

Interview with the Slater

Management,

feature

limerick

Untitled,

Vickie Bowling

Donna Gleason

Field, short story

Emily Salle

Donna Hamilton

Mournings of the Flower, poem

Eileen Reiter

House on High

Claire Tavel

Jenny Young

charcoal

Street,

poem

Psalm and Soliloquy,

Adams

Latin Lives, short story

Susan

U. S. Flag, graphics-stencil, embossing, and gadget printing

Sharon Jefferson

E Pluribus Unum, graphics-hardboard and gadget printing

Donna Gleason

The Digs, feature

Sharon

Untitled, conte

drawing

poem

Untitled,

Gift of Life,

poem

The Discussion, short

feature

Close Look at the Mulberry Bush, essay

Study of Driftwood, pen and

When

Orange,

Pear,

ink,

rubber cement

tissue

paper and lithograph pencil

Survival, short story Silver

Lady Turned

Upon Discovering Coleus,

poem

to Dust,

Dougherty

poem

the Dimensional

Brenda Dowdy

Rachael Paschal!

Dougherty

Fauber

Audrey

chalk and bronze enamel

Green Pepper,

Commendation

Hollow Night, essay

Ink with

Jenny Young

Susan

and a Renaissance, poem Silent Night,

Linda Smalley

Louise

ink

on the Green Did Grow:

Violets

Louise

story

Untitled, charcoal

What A Way To Go,

White

Jane Sherrod

Val

Walked Today, poem

Bourne

World, poem

Talley

Catherine Leary

Bonnie Mosely

Connie King

Chris Tavel

Rebecca Hudgins

Jenny Young

Virginia

C. Smith

Robertson

34 34

FROM THE EDITOR Having been editor one

of the

"gyre."

To the majority

German

for

more than it

will

of the of

some

of the

firmly convinced that

writing this editorial

of the questions the student

body

Longwood's to the

literary

hopes that

has concerning

magazine was changed

GYRE. According

magazine's sponsors at that time,

1965 from

Dean Herbert R. Blackwell, the change was made be-

cause the national rating service for college magazines said

was too

be anything from

magazine.

COLONNADE

one

cheesecloth to Latin for sex, and pronunciations seem to vary

The name the

for a year,

of students this v/ord could

definitions. Therefore,

help answer

name

the

GYRE

most misunderstood and mispronounced v/ords on campus

of the

COLONNADE

long.

The editor

that year

was a great admirer

William Butler Yeats. Those

who have read Yeats know that he uses the word "gyre" in quite a bit of his poetry. The name GYRE was submitted to the staff for discussion and was approved.

Webster defines "gyre" Possibly its

was

this

selection as the

as a spiral motion, a whirl, or a

definition

title.

revolution.

as well as the word's brevity that led to

In late

went what might be considered

1965 and early 1966 the magazine undera revolution.

The shape and cover design

were changed and advertisements were discontinued. "Gyre" nounced (jir), the "g" being soft like a "j". It is interesting that Yeats, himself, it

(gir).

fect

when

his

mispronounced the word and used

pro-

note

hard "g" calling

evidently believed the latter pronunciation gave a better ef-

poetry was read aloud.

C. H.

When

Linda finally had a chance to

was

the sun

field

through

arms

straight

every part of her body,

away

slip

the sky.

rays

Its

and she spread her

capture and keep them. With no breeze

to the

seeped

stirring,

and dry. The sky seemed endless; no clouds were in sight. Linda wondered if the sky was as blue halfway around the world. the air was

^r|ir_|

still

The grass was to cut

__l |— I [2

belonged

°^"

someone

®^®"

''^'

at least a foot high.

No one

^®'""

was

cut. This

saw reminded her field

way anyone could

^y propping herself up with her elbows,

she could see everything around her.

The

ever bothered

Linda liked that. The field would look as

it.

And

everything she

of Brian.

gave Linda

a sense of isolation, as

hidden from the world. Right now that was

she was

just

what she

wanted. Alone she could think about what had happened. Vickie Bowling

was a good

full

feeling,

friends,

being alone. The house had been

and flowers.

relatives,

Even

night

she hadn't had a chance to be alone, having to share her

room

with

her grandmother, listening to her talking on

and on about grandson. cried,

Poor Gram, Brian had been her only

was

only brother! she inwardly

and savagely uprooted

Why? days,

Brian.

But Brian

a handful of clover.

The question had been tormenting Linda

during

which

time

she

hadn't

seen

clearly. Just seventy-two hours before she

for three

thought

had answered

Anderson standing on the somber and grave. She hadn't caught then half a second later she had realized why

the doorbell to find Captain

step looking very

at first;

he was there.

enough

for

Somehow

her voice had

her to ask him

come back

Her mother had

in.

long

started

crying as soon as he told them. Killed instantly, the captain his

had feet.

blown up by Not even enough

said,

Captain Anderson hadn't said all

grenade tossed

him that,

left

to land at

send home.

of course,

but they

had understood what he meant. That was why there

hadn't been a funeral, only memorial services.

'Ca-

Why?

gnawed at Linda. One of her why Brian? Why not Joe Smoe or Tom Smith? When she realized that it had happened to Joe Smoe and Tom Smith too, she wondered why it The question

still

reactions had been,

first

had

be anyone

Small comfort was taken from

all.

the fact that she wasn't the

Maybe here

Why

in a field like this,

bad could ever

here. This might even

couldn't

be what Paradise looks

way over

that

there, too?

like.

was so

hard to understand. Brian had talked to her once about

and

life

One

cruelties.

its

before he

afternoon on

the country they had

left

few minutes. "This world "But with

and

try to

orange one, until

make

that flitted

went out

little

leave

home

out here for a

Linda," he had said.

unfair,

just

have

to live

fairer for the next

were interrupted by a

hier thoughts

come

the only world we've got, so

it's

his last

guy."

butterfly, a bright

by her nose. Her eyes followed

of sight,

her mind remembering the

summer that Brian had collected butterflies. He had let her come with him to hold the jars. That was the summer he was going to be a biologist when he grew up. He must have collected fifty butterflies, all of them the same colors,

silky

off the

cover

had died, though,

with

itself

branch and hung

room, and watched the cocoon

emerged.

fly

was beginning

They had broken

shell.

Brian's

orange or yellow. He had even caught

either

caterpillar

basement somewhere.

Brian

had taken

Bill

crickets

their bikes.

â&#x20AC;&#x201D; but she was

The creek was

just

She inched

lying.

Now, she wasn't afraid.

barely

her with

its

wading

shrill

had had

Brian

a cricket

down

to get

out

little,

Brian

and

his

Bill

so as

not to leave any tell-tale evidence for their mother. She

wondered

happened later in life, gone forever? Gone like him?

things like that ever

or was that part of her

she flicked a stick into the slow-moving water. She

Idly,

watched

flowed with the current and realized that

the creek did change.

was changing every minute with

new water replacing the old. She did not like what she felt just then. She moved away from the creek. There were so many dandelions. Linda snapped one from

its

white.

blow away, an old one

roots to

She and Brian and

Bill

and

all

that

had turned

the other kids used

have contests to see who could blow

was always a boy who won. She blew another one,

then stopped, startled by what she was thinking. She was

Once,

had put

her back. They had laughed at her efforts

until

water.

the

stairs

cry offended

best friend

the into

piggy-back up the

to carry her

it.

go time when

the kids used to

anything

it.

all

remembered

Grinning, she

it.

brief candle!"

dry

been

view from where she was

had knocked her shoes and socks

she

blowing a

sadness. She hadn't wanted to notice

when they were

Its

afraid of

Brian hadn't

forward to look down into

herself

life

away.

brief

How life

had been snuffed out

they saw the tears she was desperately

theirs the furthest.

did that poet put

snuffed out just as this

"Out,

it?

a candle. Brian's

dandelion's

life

was

being snuffed out. Looking around the field of dandelions she thought about the meaning of

a cricket chirping.

out.

he and

away.

She heard

shirtfail fall

their parents,

tell

That creek hadn't changed since

the others. still

off

would

afraid of anything.

just like all

threw

had jerked her

Brian

shorts so that the cricket

anymore

the butter-

rarely

shed. Then

After she had promised not to

until

Linda was sure that that butterfly collection was the

not to

away from her

she thought. But

so peaceful, so tranquil. Nothing

it's

happen

happened

asking that question.

first girl

trying

lions,

But

many people. They

all

Brian wasn't ready to die!

many numbed days brought

forth the

finally

deeper

wouldn't ever be ready for

live

all.

So many dande-

now, but they

all

of so

and her

tears

burst

forth,

realization that she wasn't his

die.

The pent-up sobs

death.

and

AN addition

creative writing,

and information

est

to the college

the

GYRE

INTERVIEW WITH

attempts to present features of inter-

community. For the winter

the

issue,

GYRE

asked

Emily Salle to interview the Slater management. Slater, which has provided Longwood's

food service since September, 1955,

now under

the local

management

Mr.

Billy

Amonett. Mr. Amonett from Murfreesboro, Tennessee, majored nessee State University.

has been with Slater for

wood, he was Location Manager and Unit Manager

HOW

BIG

for three

six

economics

Middle Ten-

coming

years. Before

Long-

years at Middle Tennessee State University

years at Virginia Interment College.

DO YOU

SLATER?

YOURSELF TO

LIMIT

COLLEGE SERVICES? It

nationwide and also has

and Puerto Rico. For number other school food service

units in the Virgin Islands

of units

No, we are very diversified with 28 different divisions

larger than any

of services.

the United States.

Food service

schools and colleges of business.

ARE ARA AND SLATER THE SAME? Yes, Slater for

six

the parent

company which merged with name was retained

years ago. The Slater

reputation purposes. ARA-Slater refers to the school

and college

division of the

WHAT

Mexico

Cape Kennedy

astronauts at

WHAT DO

THE LEHERS ARA MEAN?

before

was the abbreviation

America,

for

company was

Retailers

vending machine service. As of March, is

since

ARA

the

parent

SERVICES, INC.

of the

largest

school

major ones we serve

that

ARA

serves.

the Mid-Atlantic

and

Southern regions are American University, George Wash-

Automatic

chiefly a

company name

SCHOOL

ARA'S LARGEST

cannot name the

College,

Wake

Forest, University of South Carolina, University of

Miami,

ington

ARA

company. I

the

CONTRACT? Some

Originally,

served the Winter Olympics 1

their launch.

ARA about

ARA

and the Apollo

businesses, industry,

In hospitals,

represent our major concentration

1969,

University,

University of

State

Alabama, and North Carolina

wood College in

West Chester

State.

Long-

our largest school and college operation

the state of Virginia.

THE SLATER AAANAGEMENT DO THE TYPES OF FOOD THAT ARA SERVE DIFFER FROM ONE AREA OF THE U.S.

TO ANOTHER? ARA

Yes, the

each

DO YOU USE THE FOOD PREFERENCE SURVEY RESULTS?

unit.

office

Then, each unit has to adjust the

tastes of the

people

the area

menus. the girls

Yes,

does not require a particular degree although

college graduates are usually hired. The to train

its

company

has an

ARE SOME OF THE DIFFERENT TYPES OF HELP IN THE KITCHEN IN TERMS OF THE WORK THEY DO? a production

manager, Mr. Aionzo

who

hiicks,

has been with us for 15 years. Before coming to Long-

wood he worked also a chef.

Most

food service

of our cooks

Baltimore. There

have been here

Others who have been here

for

a long time.

only a short time are

constantly being trained.

HOW ARA

such

and as

the

also cater parties

president's

luncheons

used

and meals

and the

staff

could find

low-calorie

prepare them.

every meal but usually

substitutes

probably

serve potatoes so often

do not

strive to

have a potato

consider serving a carbohydrate

Item with the entree and vegetables.

DO YOU KNOW WHETHER THE FOOD HERE IS CLASSIFIED ON A GRADING SCALE AS A, B, C, OR D; AND IF SO, WHAT IS LONGWOOD'S RATING? ARA

has no grading system; however,

WHAT Foods Foods

luncheons.

WHO

when planning and dislikes of

some

on a sanitation grading scale with A,

states rate

or C.

Virginia does not use this grading for sanitation Inspection.

TEAROOM OPERATED?

faculty.

consideration

learning the likes

area.

In this

facilities

operates the tearoom on a cash basis.

for the staff

there

THE

because there are "a thousand and one" different ways

managing personnel.

WHAT

Into

this

every meal for carbohydrates.

There

take

very useful

IT BE POSSIBLE TO SERVE MORE FOODS THAT ARE LOW IN CALORIES BUT NOT NECESSARILY DIETARY FOODS?

MANAGEMENT PERSONNEL? program

WOULD

KIND OF DEGREES OR TRAINING EXPERIENCE DOES ARA REQUIRE FOR

extensive

serves.

WHAT ARA

Yes,

menu fo menu for the

Philadelphia sends a

HAPPENS TO LEFTOVER FOODS? that are leftovers from the tables are disposed of.

that are

over-produced

the kitchen are utilized

other items or are reconstructed for Sunday night buffet.

APPROVES YOUR MENUS?

However, there

The menus are planned two or three weeks In advance and are distributed about a week In advance to the administrative

staff

menus have been

and the residence rejected.

council.

far,

since

relatively

style service

than

cafeteria service

little

over-produced

plan our food production so closely.

the next day.

difficult to

food

family-

use over-produced foods

where foods can be reused

HOW

HOW MANY ON WEEKENDS?

DO YOU DETERMINE

TABLES WILL BE CLOSED

AND TO

LONGWOOD

WHOM

SHOULD

GIRLS EXPRESS THEIR

DISCONTENT WITH DINING HALL Before each weekend the head

dorm

Usually

o'clock Friday.

are

leaving,

the

files.

following the

there

meatloaf

this

will

be away

will

count by

at the

would

have the

girls

come

me, or to the

Student Food Committee which consists of a student from

each

class,

Business

Dean

the

of Students,

Manager, Mr.

dissatisfactions so that

Paul.

Dean Wilson, and the like to know of any

would

can remedy them.

card contains

for meatloaf. This

number

left

be served, we look

card

750

SITUATIONS?

for

1000 students

our history production cards

about meatloaf meals served

information the

past:

students

receive

refer

history production

the

have 1750 students here, and

then

campus. Then we in

how many

count, telling

the weekend.

give

residents

people entitled to

eat,

the

number of meals served and a percentage of the number of people who were here to eat, who came to

actual

the

meal. Looking at the meatloaf card, for example,

see percentages of 84, 83, 83 and 85. That girls

1000

of the

Is,

came to this mean we would open enough

here for the weekend, about 85 percent

particular meal. That would

850 students or 106 tables out of the total 220. method Is also used to determine the number of tables

tables for This

to close

There once was a bear who was plump;

throughout the week.

Who

HOW CAN LONGWOOD

GIRLS

elected to

sit

on a stump.

But as he sat down,

COOPERATE MORE WITH YOU. THE MAIDS, AND OTHERS IN THE DINING

collapsed to the ground.

For

HALL?

his

rump was too plump

for the

stump.

Donna Hamilton The only problem which girls

do not

follow the

entering the Dining girls

exists

new

hiall.

rule

here

sometimes

that

After the blessing

said,

do not always immediately allow others whose

have been closed to take vacancies little

regarding seating and

rude and tends to discourage

at their table. girls

the

tables It

from coming to

meals when their tables are closed. This seems to be the only area where

need the

girls'

appreciate their Informing they find

the Dining Hall.

cooperation.

also

would

concerning any problems

MOURNINGS OF THE FLOWER

Lost and wandering

and halluclnary nightmares

writhing paths

and computers, and robots, and bottled embryos.

strangulating jungles of painful

nnemorles, In

some

and maimed ladles, and impotent men, and deformed babies,

In shrouded visions of fleeting, hopeless tomorrows.

well-adjusted, rich kid,

Hate and Sorrow,

And so you find my attitude disgusting; my ideas are somewhat warped

labyrinth perceptions of naked

realities,

you say.

â&#x20AC;&#x201D; my

My For his

perversions distress you jeanpaulsartre type of hero,

have seen the Spider and know web. I

rage

of adversity,

absurdity,

And have watched i

drown

blossonning Tulips

my mind

passion for

nomadism,

disdain.

blood. I

And know I

can't

be blamed.

that there are

bayonet-nneadows with a surplus of

For you never told

corpses,

windmills, the loneliness of a swan, or

how and wailing masses and clay bodies,

and mushroom clouds

about

false

quickly Yellow fades.

sawdust heads

of super-scientific

disaster,

and Imbecile

Illusions of

some

fanatic

Eileen Reiter

glory-seeker.

PSALM AND SOLILOQUY Dust? Praises

\o the

Yes, dust. Life

Heavenly Father!

To be

Sing, crowds, cry out in praise!

Are you

blind, that

you cannot see

so strange, alone here

stone prison, towering above you?

the Blue Ridge Mountains or blazes

dancing

You, pity me? absurd! The very ones who torture me. Mock at me you, pity me? Because my treasure is simple quartz, And yours is gold; because my wine Flows pure and cold from the hills, and yours

—

grabbing, others lending, others palm outstretched. Asking for the life-substance. You live in canyons forty stories high. Perfection in concrete and steel.

Some

Must be bottled and falsified; Because my heart follows the primitive. Why must you thrust me alone?

With these comforts, still you stare At me, a bug pinned beneath a glass.

And,

To change and become like you. It won't be long. can't see what loved. The mountains are gone, the meadows are paved.

is a miserable, loveless life. But you look only for the misery! Joy, it seems, is "distasteful." Cry, then, my children, for truly You are missing the best of life.

disdain glory in

Sing praises to His name. Will you

The

plate,

for sheer misery,

You're looking for me to die now, Because am so foolish as to refuse

This

me a cage and a name who went before me became extinct.

Yes, you've given Like all the others

What's that? You pity me? You? FOOLS! Look about you! Are you blind to the rising sun? Look at the sun-dappled deer paths. Shunned by men! You tell me

Swamp.

soft as the whippoorwill's wail

How

Perhaps, "incinerator incense." You worship a silver-green god with one hundred arms,

the Dismal

trail in

as the thunderstorm's roar. His touch is warm, like the basking rocks, Yet cold as an icicle's breath. His trace is left by the mountain laurel; His scent is sweet as the pine.

pity you, slaves of an ordered society. alter day you tread your sidewalks. Follow your asphalt roads, and breathe Perfumes as "essence of exhaust" or.

Rolling in

And deep

Day

brief

antics, but

its

inside again. But

His song

don't want your pity! Your scorn! love life,

and whisked away. but a mere dusting

freedom, the Master both are happier you wouldn't understand. For your master and mine are different. My Master calls from the highest tree

Enjoys

Once

because you know will die That you gape or grin or growl? What fascination does the condemned have For the common middle-class man! Is it

but a golden dust.

of,

like to stay,

The cat enjoys the

tasted

Is enough. The Master wants His cat To have only a taste of life in a dust bowl.

—

in,

Of course we'd

His rays thrusting through the rising gloom? Are you deat to the gospel Sung by the meadow-lark? Though, true. That song is now but repeated by mockingbirds. Can you not feel But why do you stare, As if were some ghastly apparition?

rolled

last

And With

it,

remember me? The Romanticist.

trees

—

real trees,

live birds.

last

—what

it?

see a cloud.

bending down.

Master!.

Jenny Young

a cat in dust.

LATIN LIVES

Today

went back

her that Johnny and the same,

to school to

"Why,

tell

off

her elbows plowed

there at her desk,

sitting

Cox and

see Miss

are getting married. She looked

the blotter and her head held in oversized palms. Her forehead was squeezed In concentration over some-

wouldn't "Latin

Lives"

board.

How we

sign all

over

shop

flat-chested,

there

for that

fact

down

did.

have

her perpetual lifesavers. lips

right

felt

Cox used

quiver. Miss

day

the

would

whirl

still

I'd

teases miss a

and

nerve under

my eye

about how

word

â&#x20AC;&#x201D;we're I

left

always

translation. Miss

Cox

around and pound the blackboard with chalk

her hands on

would

would shout.

with

shoulders pressing the words one after

another out of me. This time though

the

was crinkled

and her face

her,

a smile like

when he

"What

returned from the store with the cherry lifesavers. Latin

that

until

twitch

you? What did

tell

you?" she shouted,

me and pumping my

she stood above me, grasping

and pressing

hands,

She had told

us, too.

rising

her oversized

shoulder blades.

By the time Johnny and

graduated.

Miss Cox's predictions about us were famous. Everybody

and my

to stop class practically

tell

for the first time in four

my stomach

was standing over

and her teeth showed

up,

all

she used to give her errand boy for the day

the threshold

be absolutely deaf

hall,

Cox crunched down on one

Miss

Johnny

jump when

out,

"Verb, Subject, Object." Then she'd be behind

good advantage. As

knew Immediately

stepped over the threshold

and as

twitch.

use to

blaze and the

spilled

that shattered. "Verb, Subject, Object," she

escape Miss Cox's commanding-officer voice.

years,

the

a fool, thrust

"Johnny and

her.

The words

said.

eye

did

he would

filled

proud and defiant proclama-

who stepped over

classroom

married,"

desk then and,

front of

my cheekbones

skinny,

Cox's

Perhaps

maids,

was, however, anyone

lives.

black-

those

could have displayed the sign to

Miss

the

class!

Miss Prebble, the other Latin teacher

tion.

still

to her

hand out

left

felt

and the

die-away voiced old

have been a need

line,

used to laugh about that sign pains-

Cox had been one

Miss

wispy-haired,

lopsided

by some boy

takingly carved

cabinets

filing

out of

all

hung

still

The

too.

desks were

the

shut,

walked over

getting

standing there on the threshold.

The room looked the same,

she was reading, probably one of Ovid's poems,

and she didn't see

and

cabinets

filing

room. "Why, Sally Peters, how are you?"

Into

thing

and her voice bounced

Sally Peters," she said,

blackboards and

the

took up the joke. "Johnny and Sally are perfect for each

every

other," they

middle of one of Cicero's orations or

Miss

said,

all

Aeneas, except

the burning of Troy and ask one of the boys to run over

and laughed. "She's Dido and

they'll live

Cox even used

he's

happily ever after."

Johnny

ask

least

twice

to the drugstore and buy her a pack of cherry lifesavers. Johnny says he spent more money on lifesavers for Miss

week

Cox

today, Johnny, with that blue sweater to match her eyes?"

than he did on

back

giggle.

my engagement

kept rising

and nearly choked me.

until

coughed

ring!

couldn't hold

reached

keep

throat

down told

black

her nose to the fleshy,

that

she'd had

that her glasses wouldn't

lines,

plastic fall

and her glasses

bulbous

off

tip.

he didn't think

only one

surgery on her nose so

when she laughed.

red

to turn

who

pretty.

Sally

"Isn't

pretty

by the time

reached

his

ears.

around and

look. Miss

Cox was

the

wasn't embarrassed, and she stood there

the front of the

guardian angel.

was

blushed, too, but Johnny couldn't see me; he was too

embarrassed

slid

Johnny once

used to watch the pink creep up from Johnny's collar

and deepen

back. She

looked up then, and her face relaxed into wrinkles. Her eyes narrowed to thin

room and smiled down on

us like

our

"Come

and

on, Sally,

sit

down

your old desk." She

crossed the room and pulled out the right chair from the right desk.

her I

down and

sat

ran

own desk

was back

room, and

at the front of the

Latin

IV,

wondering

away from

was

minute

for a

will

July,"

Why

eyes

smile she reserved for parents

â&#x20AC;&#x201D;

time Johnny and Latin Club."

on the stage

"Oh,

yes.

plastic roses

and waiting

underworld to be

stage and yanked on

had

arm.

rushed

didn't move,

realized that

arms before the entire

his

vibrated

squeezed through the too,

and

this

talked

time a

was

the slits

end

of her eyes.

laughed

few

her

until

nose,

lift

Cox

Miss

class.

the

all

until

and

her

tears

She laughed today,

started to cough.

more minutes.

told

her

about

about the Latin contest which was coming up and about

meeting of the Classical Association she attended

Omaha

time with the

"Jenny Smith,

visiting us today. Sally,

turned around

and looked

the back of the class.

this

you

the back of

the chair.

didn't want to stay.

how to conjugate that make for the wedding.

verb, and anyway,

Susan

and Johnny

Johnny's Internship and our new apartment. She told

â&#x20AC;&#x201D;

smiled and nodded May. Through it all, and wondered if could ever conjugate that verb. last

of test

visitors.

on the lesson there's a chair

couldn't think

had plans

Sally

and

pile

me the

across

clapped her huge hands together and laughed glasses

with

"Ex-

desk." For a second,

room, shuffling through a

Peters. in

girl

desk.

stood

snatch

snatching he was going to do. hie wasn't about to or take

sit

for the I

bride. Finally, Johnny,

his

godlike,

more before

to tug twice

come and

for Pluto to

more scared than

looking

her Idea.

all

stu-

knee socks and cheesecloth, scattering

away

to the

was

She looked up and smiled

room."

Isolated

played Pluto and Persephone

did remember.

the

down

the

front

this Is Sally

want

remember it? Porto, remember the

Miss Cox,

honestly did not

papers.

and my mind jumped back

on earth couldn't

portare, portavi

this is

the

few

know what she meant. Miss Cox was

year

grammar book.

a first

looking forward to seeing you again." She crunched

the verb.

cuse me," she said, "but

the verb on the board. Porto, portare, portavi

llfesaver,

through the

con-

both want you to be there very much. Johnny

hard on another

hastily

said, forcing

rang and locker doors slammed shut.

red hair and blue eyes hesitated beside

sat at

should have been able to remember.

"The wedding

â&#x20AC;&#x201D; "We

Cox

knew how

jugate that verb written on the board. verb, and

thumbed

fingers over the rough,

carvings on the top of the desk. Miss

ink-filled

bell

dents entered the room, glanced at the blackboard and

Adams

Flags for a

New

Generation

The eagle, which is recognized by most peoples as representing the United States, is the nnost appropriate symbol for this nation. His spread wings represent encompassing protection while his stately being denotes a magnificent power, a worthy protector, a symbol of security. The eagle also represents beauty and nature.

The red, white, and blue color scheme is retained for respect of history and tradition. Embossing serves as a unifying media, joining everything and enclosing the eagle, thus representing the United States as one nation. Sharon Jefferson

The theme of the design is union. The circle, not completely closed but uniform, represents unity. The singleness of the star represents one union. Triangular forms composing the wheel stand for rigidity and firmness, the wheel itself for progression and constant movement. The blue center spokes represent the first thirteen states which united. The red and blue triangles together symbolize the fifty states of that union.

Donna Gleason

'mw EPLumusuNun 16

THE Dies "And

concluding our discussion of

lost

who wished

benefit of those students

laughing at

ridiculous witticisms,

his

most recent excavations

briefly the

part of the North

American

which

cities

have been found," Professor Schiliermann paused to impress

"This

found

him by

statue of

wish to mention

months ago

digging

most

that

relics

two buildings, the There

architecture.

and arches

city

are

be found

"The two beauty

exceptions

this

of these structures

other exception to

was

city.

mar

indeed

found

as a seat for

located

the

this ruin

ward

civilization,

conquer

this civilization

and gentlemen, was

ladies

many

trinkets

definitely that

The

presence

pants

and

face

women were

band

of warriors

preserving their

own

life

almost

that

Thus,

one

have been

found

and

Amazon.

some

the

literate

Jelly'

must

evidenced by the

of manuscripts found near the preserved remains of them.

women

"Why

the

bread and wine and a strange of the

substance labeled

miraculously

rolls,

Butter

700

and

undebatable.

every

Large quantities of hard

city.

burnings.

inhabited

currently estimated that at least

this city.

did the civilization disappear?

was probably

destroyed by a catastrophic earthquake which occurred

paints,

this

city

area of North America

and the jaws

of the earth

the 1960's.

opened

shook the

devour the

city.

People were caught unaware and no doubt lived their

hardly ladies and resembled a fierce

dedicated

cells.

just

'Peanut

however, leads the observant archaeologist to surmise that these

found

are

"That the Amazons were

which the Amazons probably

seized from their foes. Jewelry and perfumes are found

abundance.

vessels

number

the

were kept

have composed the typical meal

tribes this

for

fact.

preserved over the centuries,

masculine articles have been uncovered within the

few

remind you,

was

"No

cramped

sticky

en-

left

women who

mass

annual

these

"That wine was the sustenance of

city

the area, and the girls

Virginity

the

female population. Those

and

because

their

place as virgins were then sacrificed to the

lost their

Empty

Amazons! walls except for a

the

midst of the

off invaders, and, indeed, to

to leave the confines

outside

miles

six

must not be taken as

"In various portions of the city stand the remains of a

ground indicate

pregnant from

return

Mr. Heidegger's theory,

indicate

great wall which no doubt surrounded the buildings.

must have sought

replenish

had

used as a watch-tower.

was used

about

field

Goddess

in-

government. The

They would

benefit of the wolves to

One

southeast corner

Amazons were allowed

city.

large

classic later

extreme height, the excavators believe

its

Inspiration for the of

counter with hostile male tribes. Boy babies were

the northwest area of the

of chairs

was used

the of

feeling for artistic unify. in

can be a

offerings were given perhaps as often as

sacrificial

of the

Roman domes

many massive columns,

little

"Professor Heidegger has hypothesized that each year

With the exception

built in the style of

which

of Virginity. This

nine of the

Indian

intact within the walls of the city.

located

The vast number

that this building

due

ancient

were obviously the work

city

vaders who possessed

city.

when, quite by accident, they discovered what now

appears to be an ancient Roman

hall.

none other than the Goddess

once a year.

amateur archaeologists were

wilderness

this

team

evidenced by the large white statue

the center of a great golden

goddess must have been the source of

unusual culture once existed there. "Six

Amazons and numerous charred areas

an area which used continent.

point

last

for the

last

conquering males while

moments

indescribable

them apart from the surface

virginity.

tortures

nature

tore

of the earth.

"Class dismissed!"

Sharon Bourne

WALKED TODAY

One day I ran One day energy from cmmtless

my body and And 1 ran Through

suns merged imth

my send

xinth

the leaves that crunched underneath

Today was

feet

In spite of my agility Leaves that sivirled around

Encasing

enveloping atitumn breezes

autumn

The

sky urns heaven

And

Mown warm

coidd reach up and touch

ran just harely touching ground

tears,

was not mortal

against her face,

drying the

Led hy the \rind That whispered into my From all the others

the reflection

of all their yesterdays,

etching his image

upon the dimness of her memory. Today ivas the wintery snowdrift of other times,

ear secrets

reclaiming velvet security

once enough for a childish game,

One day

ran until

all

the old

i)i

lingering love,

my body

erasing the joy

had gone away Until I was nothing more

Than

on the playground of emptiness. Dreams, like toys outgrown, are thrown aiuay.

wind

part of the

And Nothing

less

And

today's incessant voice,

uncommunicating,

One day

ran so hard that the blood

came up Before

One day Today

knew I

oblivious to the ear,

skin

was

alive

is .

tomorrow's silence.

ran Linda Smalley

walked

She

GIFT OF LIFE

Jenny Young

Today

When

the sun comes out

a living day,

The

After a rain. Is so clear, I

after-hreakfast air

wish,

friend, 1 coidd catch song and give it to you

keep for

With each

long time

The

Abstraction.

In droivsiness It lives

â&#x20AC;&#x201D; in

hills,

the silver squirrel

Snapping his tail at me as he hangs Upside down from the silk-smooth tree. Nor is it shattered when the morning whistle

my face. Damp, sweet smelll have knoivn you since birth. smell, sm^elling of

keen life. on the

in the blue haze

It lives in

the spring day's fragrance

Always a joyful

but not

In the duet of the red cardinals, In the flight of the starling.

cardinals

Hits I

it is

It lives,

horse's

Play tag in the ivced-patch

Where

home

touch, see,

Breathe tranquility;

snch a morning.

stand.

riding a palomino mare

step. Silent are the streets.

Paying homage

Today you can the tof of the hill

head lifting, nostrils expanding like a

walk,

Gift of the storm whose smoky wisps Roll doum the pine-green slopes.

all times.

To I

mine. I am on the highest mountain Of the Blue Ridge, beside a hhck-barked pine Whose green needles still cup raindrops.

hird's

and

And

swerve from the sidewalk cross the camptis lawn.

eyes,

Across the meadow, curbing her impatience

the yaimg-spring birds so carefree,

And

shut

Playing soldier in the woods.

life.

Splits the air. Tranquility remains; 'Tis 1

who must

go.

the rising sun

turn

my head my steps

and swing

home.

THE DISCUSSION

"It's

a subconscious relation of the real to the abstract.

He meant

that the reality of

abstraction of time into a

The other scholar cut That wasn't

his

He means

his soul.

moment

of.

all.

life

Smythe.

a conscious revelation of

by not only

terms.

an experience to be tasted,

Smythe shook

his

poetry.

Phonies!

Powell but also R.

B. J.

whom

not get

Peterson's poetry

knows

intellectual.

down is

Hudson

"Peterson's

according to this

outpouring

him

gentlemen, they

that.

." .

the

afraid,

tions."

Ander-

The two scholars walked

piece of prose

series

deep

tonight.

haughtily. "Yes,

to Peter-

mean by your Lonesome his

folded hands. "Actually,

saw

moment

Simply a story

antelope.

No deep

it.

friends

and

hunt,

I'm

meanings, no implica-

Smythe turned

of silence,

Now

are you

triumph

satisfied?

sub-

portly

silence

down

and

distaste.

two men entered, he looked up and smiled. noon, gentlemen," he said pleasantly, "may

"Good I

"Gen-

bewilderment,

put nothing into the story except the

flat

realism of the

an essay, not a sojourn into

unconscious."

hunt.

Both professors smiled smugly and nodded.

Let's

let's.

he interrupted Anderson

his

You

"Thank you, Mr. Peterson," Anderson murmured, politely,

bewilderment,

was a

As Smythe

to beast."

went hunting with a few

told as

tlemen,"

the

Jacob Peterson's temporary office. The author immersed in a hefty tome, his face a mixture of indisbelief,

believe

Peterson, startled, raised his gaze from his hands.

prose, any

his

corridor to sat

Anderson. "There!

Smythe. Jacob

personalities,

lecture

conscious revalation!"

vastly different from

for

man

you

did

exactly

shot

Freud, is.

present-day

Anderson scowled and turned

Peterson smiled gravely at

." .

off.

go ask him." Anderson smiled need to hear for yourself."

credulity,

to represent the

." .

Antelope?"

Red-faced with rage, Smythe silenced him. here

"What

son.

After a

He meant

boob!

that. This particular .

and the hunters.

tried to interrupt,

angrily.

son, scowling fiercely, cut

"Let's

Now

Peterson was well aware,

"Anderson, you're

concerns your Lonesome Antelope.

"No, no, Smythe. You're wrong.

defi-

Fischer states quite emphatically that.

us.

a subconscious realization of man's inhumanity

conscious revelation of your innermost feelings on con-

his

depths of the human soul; but

Psuedo-lntellectuals!

Smythe broke

for

it's

man, using the antelope

pacifists

Hudson! Powell!" Anderson snorted. "Frauds!

"Fischer!

believe

outpouring of

an unconscious abstraction of the soul into socio-

logical

idiot

no,

servation and the cruelty of

that his poetry reveals the

discussion

intellectual

Anderson. Just look

no,

nitely stated

"No,

Smythe and this is my associate. M. Anderson. We would like you to settle a

Professor R. J.

Professor T.

annoyance.

"No,

that

deep

major sense, an

impatiently.

adored, not analyzed.

not tested,

head

that

is,

in,

point at

innermost emotion.

his

life

hall,

his

way through

Peterson

the door.

heard

As they went down

"Intellectual

"unconscious out-pouring."

and

revelation"

sighed and shook

his

head

returning with equal confusion and resignation to J.

the

Pollack's

gling

after-

help you?"

The Writings

With His

Jacob Peterson:

A Man

Strug-

Soul.

Louise Dougherty

'»*"*'***''

*«rs

m^>^

"Here

time for

four o'clock,

is,

interview

WHAT

witfi

Dr. Theroux. (Gulp!) Hello, Dr. Theroux."

"Please, luv, call

"Well,

ready

you

—

mean, Alex. Are you

supposed

really

be today?

believe an alternate method might be a valid method,

you know? For instance, the general observation

up. Miss

come

so you can

lift,

"(Cough!)

telling

start

just

few points of

is,

'Look,

they drive on the wrong side of the road!"

along

questions on the way."

Now

"(Sigh!)

Others come out with the choice phrase

works.

thing

'Hey, the wheel's on the wrong side.' Americans can't

to the gas station to pick

going to give

and ask

my way

just

Craft

Love

be interviewed about your car?"

"You're kidding,

was

Alex." Dr.

insist

fore

in-

Any

comments about

additional

leave, sir'

the car be-

sked.

terest, sir.

"To

you the

tell

some people are violates the

be a slave gas

I'm not really attached to

truth,

to cars.

hate

commandment

first

and he paused

"May

mechanic.

take her

meant

the

car!

the

direc-

professor.

frustrated

excuse me. Yep, she's ready. Right over there,

Whe Ten we

were

fine tinally

on our way,

began immediately

plague him with questions. "Now, Dr. Theroux

the

talk

he pleaded.

a smirky grin

retorted

cannot

arrived at the to

home now?"

"Sure, take her anywhere you please!

"Oh

One

it?

moment

The mechanic replied with tion,

doesn't

to an inanimate object."

station,

idolatry of cars;

this

." .

commanded as he gingerly turned the ignition key. "Just let me get excited for a minute! Isn't this beautiful!" Dutifully, agreed. After a moment of medita"Sh!" he

he proceeded to describe the car.

tion,

Someday

Bentley. similar.

This

may

light,

window

wipers!"

—

Mark

sun

roof,

"Oh,

separate motors for the

asked him

"It's

The two are very

goes up and down, a

that

and most important

wind-screen

Rolls.

one has several conveniences:

a shade for the back fog

get a

then

had any

"When

first

arrived

New

something the matter with the battery. started

way

be turned

couldn't

Boston,

non-stop.

off,

Once

had

Another time

having acute appendicitis pains ticipating

York,

question,

the

there

all

the

him as the speck enlarged into a Later, seated in his office,

back seat." An-

added,

"No,

was a

didn't

try,

operate!" "Most people have one of two reactions when they get in the car. Some say, 'Oh, look, everything works!' to which

—

It's

I'm

began

kid

that

smiled and drove off into

From the opposite direction, a tiny speck appeared bobbing up and down the highway. Though had never met Dr. Alexander Berkis personally, easily recognized

was

the car was

to drive this

the sunset.

unusual experiences concerning the car, to which he replied,

you might get the word around

yes,

looking for a chauffeur."

common mode

Latvia,

since

were few

When

ber of miles he had ridden

"Oh, 23

forty to

man on

a bicycle.

learned that bicycle riding

of transportation in his native coun-

there

riding as a small child.

a Bentley, of course every-

forty-five

miles.

cars,

asked the

and he began

maximum num-

a day, he replied casually,

The advantage of riding

TO GO!

/VAY a bicycle

of course for

tfie

Driving against the wind

when

the weather

affords,"

friend,

father's

neighboring

city.

have

"in

judge, and

were caught

we requested admittance

can't see you.

and

bonds. tried

all

about

use the

them refused

six

the judge found

hotels,

himself,

Once

position.

his

we were

given

see. After it

missed ford to

me my

he adequately

musings and I

wandered over

she was slaughtering the nine

proach, "Just

ball,

stick.

to Lank-

and

front of

me one

day,

beep-beep,

little

all.

ride

always wear a helmet, though,

corner pocket."

just for just

." .

pleasure and fun.

gives you a sense

about anybody could enjoy a motorcycle to get

it.

don't ride

around

that several professors.

and Mr. Roulliard ridden with

going

shots.

why did you buy your motorcycle?"

head's worth that much. Bank seven

now what do you

freedom;

has

but Mrs. Harriss wasn't

began asking questions between

it.

Well, actually

happy, hiaving gotten used to the informal apI

don't

Longwood much. Rule 792bb prohibits two wheeled motor bikes on campus the hours between 8 and Most of my riding 5. do on mountain trails." (Rumor

dis-

spotted Miss Ripley at once,

slaughtering Mrs. Harriss with her cue

exactly

left

and many

and a warm handshake, he

next interview.

highway because the cars

lady pulled out

provided they have the nerve

a tip of his hat

your pocket!

slammed down on my

figure

"I see,

apologies."

With

would have been

because

necessary to

room

to call

mistaking us for vaga-

were covered with mud, you

influence of

identified

us,

you have

hadn't

an hour to teach myself to ride

half

and

that

but

hotels,

over a year ago on pure impulse.

little

the city or on the

When

number

info

about

Phyllis,

to ride

to a

a thunderstorm

to ride several hours to find shelter.

took

Nuh-uh,

father,

were bicycling

were forced arrived,

take a town car."

native country,

bought

well.

tiresome occupation, and

bad,

"Once," he reminisced,

physical exercise

"but there are several disadvantages as

said,

fie

Miss

will

Miss Path, Miss Callaway,

never be the same since they've

Ripley.

even heard Miss Path was

change her name.) Rachael Paschall

ventured.

A CLOSE LOOK AT THE MULBERRY BUSH

Louise Dougherty

Children

are

miniature

reflection

therefore, the children's world

world. This theory

and,

adults

the adult

best illustrated by a close look at

nursery rhymes and children's songs, loolt at

shadow in

particular, a close

the Mulberry Bush.

rlow many Bush and

have heard the

refrain

Mulberry

never suspected the deep psychological

im-

portance of the words? "Catchy tune" we murmur to ourselves and ignore the depth, "hlere

we go

'round the

Mulberry Bush, the Mulberry Bush, the Mulberry Bush.

Here we go 'round

the

Mulberry Bush, so early

the

morning." Ah, the innocence of childhood. The pearls of

wisdom It

that

unawares from rosy

fall

little lips.

"Early

evident that the mulberry bush signifies truth and

frankness.

"Here we go 'round

we circumvent

the truth,

eyeing each other the adult world?

witti

Do we

two dogs

suspicion

and

circling

the

morning" obviously represents the be-

vented

a bone,

truth,

Man

has always circum-

Do we

not say "don't beat

Fall.

circled reality.

around the bush"? This mistrust,

not circle the truth?

communication with the adeptness

ginning of time afrer the

the mulberry bush," here

the adult phraseology for the

that not

Avoid

children's song. Plato, with his

shadows

of reality,

touched

frank

near the heart of

of acrobats?

know are shadows

infantine

this

wisdom.

All

mulberry bush,

of the

see and

of the

greater

reality.

The

repetition

drudgery bush,

man

sometimes

mulberry

bush

as he plods forever

near

the

truth,

reveals

the

pitiful

around the mulberry

sometimes

far

away.

this repetition,

none express the

pathos, the complete helplessness of the

human condition

Althougti other songs use

quite so well as Mulberry Bush.

rhyme expresses quite so ness of mankind.

other song or nursery

well the heartbreaking

are

all

children,

unaware-

strutting

around

the mulberry bush of truth, singing at the top of our lungs, in

"Here we go 'round

the morning."

little

the Mulberry bush, so early

WHEN

VIOLETS

ON THE GREEN

DID GROW:

A COMMENDATION AND A RENAISSANCE

When

violets

on the green did groiv

And

ttdips

The

clouds receded as in

And

let

"The tables turned; no more could Bend down to touch the earth.

sprang frovt pregnant earth,

Alone were we, the sky and I, And God in sky and earth."

hirtli

a soid pass through.

was not Death that did him take April breath had exiled Himj But rather it was heavenly limh That hore him into life, not wake.

The twilight outlined earth in gold. Then orange, and red, and purpleâ&#x20AC;&#x201D;

(The

The

fragrant buttercup stood

And

asked cool earth what ^vas the cause; oak tree laced in green did pause

The To catch The

swollen earth could only sigh say one day she, too,

The

violet

shook

She coidd not

The

And

its

guided home the

beckoned sleep

old.

Now, all asleep, the earth Her seasonal labor done.

did nest.

By day she'd watched her children come. By cool purple night she'd rest.

the passing of the soid.

And

A purple so deep that

still

must

Morning would always bring new joy. Evening ivoidd bring sweet peace; But night was God's, and God was light. And in death the two must meet.

die;

purple head:

see earth's children dead.

old oak did console give

"The beauty you

So, in the night she commended his soul. The mother of nature did, To God, irho hovered o'er earth at night

And

xrise

each

fair child of earth:

see here in birth not reserved for those who live.

"My

one time think as you was young and proud; But when my houghs straijied up to Heav'n,

brought

to earth his peace.

roots did

When The

Audrey

earth in distance srew.

Talley

SILENT NIGHT,

HOLLOW NIGHT

"ALL-NITE BINGO," and popping against a glass sorting machine calls to drifters fronn the parlor's open front. The

sign outside says

the beckoning sound of hollow, plastic balls

Filthy cages on the sidewalk outside house innocent puppies whose function it is to serve as a conne-on for passers by. No one ever wins the animals, and from their blurry-eyed, pathetic inactivity, they seem more like old, miniature dogs condemned forever to sleep on nasty newspapers, than the playful little creatures they are doomed to

represent.

and victimized than the puppies crowded within, who all night feed

less tired

are the people

dimes into the bulging apron pockets of a burly, tatooed attendant for the privilege of placing corn kernels over the numbers on a frayed and faded card. Perched on uncomfortable stools, white stuffing emerging from slits in the yellow plastic, these lonely, homeless victims of the dark take listening to the high-pitched voice of the refuge caller for the comfort of a light overhead, the companionship of nameless brothers, and the chance of giving substance to their empty night with the hollow cry of "Bingo!"

â&#x20AC;&#x201D;

Catherine Leary

Abstract Fruits

'Oran ge

'Pear"

'Green Pepper"

He had known

was going

the weather

he shouldn't

that

try

but

alone,

come

had taken

nothing of importance that had to If

come from

Mike himself was part

pilot

—one

Mike knew he was

But

flight out.

of the best in the territory

— and

seemed

good

"Please, Mike.

really don't think

plenty of supplies.

should get worse,

anything else to do, and the sky looks until after

Now

their

pinned

lay

his

reply:

either

flat

him.

back,

his

who

foolish-

knowledge and

that this

was one

his

littleness

of the reasons

take

particular solo flight.

that the

flight

this

part

weather, could prove

the

himself on

these

his

seemed

weather

off

be back

somewhere

Thou forsaken me?" The

and knowledge, and now both

have forsaken him, along with

his

more mature,

damn

—

until

and

facing his

was too

Then he

late.

to correct an error or mislast

chance

right

now.

Mike had assured

at three o'clock,"

Meg, who was expecting

flying that plane

flying her to

reach the hospital

excellent

see to hast

just

Meg

that the

time.

when

fact,

baby was born

sometimes she

childish

God.

Just

really

and unpredictable

this

baby was born;

the

Whitehorse

loved Mike and was happy with the but

their first

two months, knew that Mike would probably be

or else he'd

too, that a solo

with

quieter,

pride and joy.

his

Mike's brain. Mike had always prided

ability

even

Mike. Mike was the happy, carefree type

— but Mike was

child in

fatal.

"My God, my God, why words pounded

country,

Army, and when

the

he started for the hangar. The all-weather cub plane was

and weakness. Maybe

He had realized He knew,

was

Skipper

didn't give a

"I'll

Mike was so adamant about

might prove to be hazardous.

their pull

would do anything he could

skill.

Yukon weather had been

ear muffs and cap on.

Although he loved the out-of-doors

to water."

Mike,

challenge to him. The Yukon was almost a person to Mike;

always laughing

his

became apparent, they became friends When asked how the two joined forces, Mike

life.

duck

blow over or hold

his

would kiddingly reply: "Ah, he took

don't have

Mike had always been

his aerial

the unpredictable

muscular

his

similarities

sensible than

proud, almost arrogant, of Flying

They had met during

have

we could always

flown solo before. Anyway,

will

and

clothes

Skipper Marks could actually have been Mike's twin.

get back."

Mike

I've

the storm

like I

became apparent

ness

tor

Mike was almost flippant

as well as

them."

start rationing

that

tall

cold-weather

heavy

his

to verify

He was

pronounce rather than bundle

defy the cold, even with

you should go alone,"

needed from the base.

that there isn't anything

seemed

Yukon.

the

red wind-burned cheeks. His short crew cut seemed to

had pleaded. "You know

his wife,

Army,

frame. His dark green eyes were complimented by

the weather

hadn't appeared that menacing.

Meg,

the

as a natural part of his existence.

and

broad-shouldered,

Skipper wasn't well by that time, the base could always

send a supply

came

Mike's physical appearance also

the base.

Jaw

Wolf's

Army, Mike

the

and had flown

the Aleutians

type of job

this

pilots at

time

his

job as a pilot and a guide. Since he had

this

been raised

pneumonia and was under the doctor's supervision, so Mike had decided to take the flight solo. With the supplies stocked up for a month, there was really with

two

of the

Landing. After he had served

regular

hour flight with no apparent danger. Skipper had

down

Mike Cralley was one

be rough and

was only

morning when he

an effort to

the plane. She dearly life

wondered. at the

Mike would probably he had given her,

could

be so

most Inconvenient times. Insisted

on flying alone.

"Knowing him,

probably get out there and start some snow clouds." She had tried to

had

he'll

playing tag with

ease her mind with lighter thoughts.

The pain was becoming the cold

just

Mike grimaced

"Or maybe

intense now.

less

couldn't

numbing my body gradually." Mike knew

he couldn't be very optimistic about the

situation.

Even

would take longer

him; and

the plane

for a

continued to snow as heavily as

broken, and

ribs

He was pinned any kind was

was now,

partially

hidden

made him

flying.

heavier.

medium

too blinding, hie had tried to judge a

When

parties.

told

rapidly, but

tree on the

end

when he did

upward curve.

He had

this, It

never trees trees.

felt

search parties

his

was a

Mike had pulled

â&#x20AC;&#x201D;

being

sudden

twist,

for a

come through

crash, in

inch.

fly all different directions.

When

his eyes,

and take

the air

strength

seemed

possible

before two

little

off almost immediately.

base; also,

at the

that

radioed

things went rapidly

and on land were

and the

diligent, there

he would be found by morning. painfully raised his

got a glimpse of

finally

jacket

arm

left

inch

was, he could judge

his wrist.

and the edge

much more badly Mike

hell,"

situation he

he was blinded with the in

of his

and

his left side.

think,

Skipper,

From his prone position, he could see what had happened: He was pinned under the bent left wing and was unable to move. He could guess what had happened when the nose hit the ground. Mike's door had been forced open

return

was

in.

cursing

So now

watch parts

he had realized. "Oh, himself

more than the

he could do was his

lie

there

child; of

Jaw Landing, the life he would never Hope: that Meg, the base, "Oh God, just

Wolf's

to.

There was a sound

all

his

then that he was

hope, and pray. Think: of Meg,

somebody!" would become some miracle he would live.

from the impact. Mike, always so sure of himself, had not

He knew

than

injured

breathed,

Between the sleeve

heavy leather glove,

Mike could make out the remnants

sudden whiteness,

piercing snow. There was a stabbing pain

his

upon him had grown freeing himself was im-

returned

dangling to the heavy band.

his skull.

Mike opened

move, but

he could see what time

of his

one piece. There were too many as the dense just a

one piece."

how much longer he had to lie there, and also, how much colder it would get. His hopes were dashed when

then

Mike knew the plane would

did not see the crash,

possibility that

Mike slowly and

the

and the underbush was almost as mean

outside then inside

Mike knew

take-off."

the wing caught another

had

would be home by three. That

be expecting me

They'll

try to

heard the motor grind, and had seen

motor parts and tree branches

As he braced

even

toward the base,

of a tree.

on iceskates

of crack-the-whip

release.

flight line

had brushed the top

tip

cub above the storm. As he had banked

toward the south and the wing

folly

leg

would reach the base a

o'clock, load up, refuel,

would have been sheer

weight

thoughts

Meg

meant

that

the

he flew too high the snow would be too heavy and It

just

"Probably got some

chest.

he realized that

Mike's

possible,

altitude.

once again

try

he flew too low he would crash into the tree tops and

little

was

painful.

blinding.

move. He

from the waist down, but movement of

take the

his

be lucky

I'll

before

than

less

snow had been

flying carefully but the

slight

back was broken or

his

That happened perhaps hours ago. Yet remembering

by snow. The visibility would be low, too, and the trees and bad weather would prevent search planes from low

Mike had been

he attempted

whether

tell

he could be surer about

rescue party to reach

and strewn wreckage would be

thrown out of

the weight of the wing pinning him against the snow, but

he was spotted by a search plane within the next few hours,

He had been

seat belt strapped.

his

the plane.

anxious.

And

pray: that by

the breaking of thin wire from

SILVER far across the horizon. Mike's halt this,

and then raced on again. "God, promise

I'll

out of

Jaw Landing. doctor, we have

there for a

Mike had begun

preacher."

for

you get

LADY TURNED TO DUST

an abrupt

build a chapel at Wolf's

we have enough people

enough

came

thoughts

Well, yelling

his

he really expected

his

lady Diana,

seems you smile on me tonight. You have no need of the winds to guide your silver sleigh; Your shining stallions it

thoughts aloud, calling out as

voice to carry across

heard

himself

yelling

indistinct

held

him

far

breath,

his

â&#x20AC;&#x201D; but

beautiful

had been

he as

abruptly.

away, but fearing

When he "Now why am

vast white wilderness.

stopped

head off?" Then

fool

and

this

his

v/as

came getting

right!

With but your

Mike

for gentle Diana,

Whose

cub plane.

"Three, oh here!"

I'm

survival.

for

The

plane

circled

Mike was laughing and crying

tact.

What

hot breathing,

which runs them down

many

Like so

several

foxes run to ground.

he heard was a kind of panting, snuffling,

accompanied by

There was a rank smell that smell

â&#x20AC;&#x201D;

peasants,

Respecting the nobility

hysterically.

sound

their graceful pace.

The clouds draw back

times.

God, oh God. They've seen me. They know

But then Mike's ear caught another faint in

three

voice alone

commands

"Here, here!" Mike ignored the shooting pains as he

screamed

urge them

No whip

Nay!

closer;

twin-engine

of a

quite well on their own,

lash to

tricks

The sound came

manage

was

closer.

mind was playing

approached: the drone

again.

blood

the soft

made

always excited

his

wild

padding

own

animals,

Some

of feet.

hair crawl.

say,

lady,

you're the cause of those

The

especially

Who

stray their path.

Know

ye, peasants!

wolves.

matter.

worship her

hler light that leads to

silver locks,

and from my

friends.

Rebecca hfudgins Diana, you look so smug,

know better. conquered you,

but

Man

has

circled you, thoroughly

Your beauty

examined you!

that of a painting

seen from afar.

Poor lady! So noble once,

now

still

proud, but humbled, too.

Jenny Young

UPON DISCOVERING THE DIMENSIONAL

COLEUS

WORLD

Mom,

I'm nof convinced of blue skies,

Nor do

Sees

feel concrete color, Rather I'm familiar with mixed blues, Running through the lines I

love your coleus

watches

from the stoop

my comings and my

summer

All

Like blotted ink.

purple painted concrete pots

smiled

a greeting

goings

silently

the shade

Hello to the paper boy

Today spotted a I

Who turned

Hello to Calico Queenie

friend,

into a stranger,

And tomorrow

I'll

Hello to

When came

return,

To catch a bright leaf Of the autumn before.

shimmered

back

all

rainy days the lank leaves dripped

Mournful maternal endurance

wave

lake.

and flapped

gray-green drops.

attempted straight stretches,

I've

But

a cranberry jelly

sun-burned from the

And

fell

And

inside the gaps.

late

and

soft,

warm evenings by

the door

The upright presence watched a tender

struggling out

kiss.

Proved impossible.

halves held

the whole.

know

that

all

that glory

was

no accidental bounty.

With careful feedings and faithful waterings You've pruned the lovely

Uncertainties contain no comfort.

And

relatively bears boring arguments,

Yet

can no longer travel straight

Nor ignore direction. Having discovered the dimensional world.

gray-white seed

But

now

it's

late

With fogs and

And Virginia Robertson

Let

foliage to perfection

ever dared remain.

October

silent

birdsong

nature's bringing to a close

The beauty

stalk

began.

go now, Mom,

Before the frost

those strands

All life should

They give a kind

of grace.

have

chance to be complete.

C. Smith