The Challenge
EACE ON EARTH, GOOD WILL TOWARD
men" — so sang the heavenly carolers on that first
Christmas morning. And so sings a war-humbled
world today.
"Peace!” we carol in exultation. But what is this
peace for which men died? Is it so trite a thing as the
mere cessation of war? Let us rather look to the
spirit of Christmas for our answer. There is truly
peace in worshiping the Babe, singing carols, hanging
our stockings. Peace is the laughter of children, the
gifts of friends, the family dinner, the Christmas tree,
the calm of the night. It is the joy of reunion, the
security of home, the hum-drum happiness of routine.
This, then, is peace.
“Peace?" some murmur in doubt. Where is good
will to be found in famine, strikes, revolts, and dis¬
sent? We know there is no vestige of peace in these.
Herein lies our challenge. Statesmen and diplomats
have drafted the blueprints for the peaceful World of
Tomorrow, but it is up to us — you and me — to trans¬
late these plans and ideals into realities. "But how
are we to do this?” you may ask. He whose praise was
sung that first Christmas counsels us to "be doers of
the word, and not hearers only”. Hence let us answer
the challenge of peace with our every action. And may
the voices of our honored dead, who may not speak, be
loudly heard. Then, indeed, will we maintain peace,
lasting peace!
Cfmstfma# 1945
No more shall men be slain to give
The world a peaceful place to live
No more shall blood run thick and red,
And nations count their valiant dead.
The guns are silent on the field
The hoards of foes have had to yield,
Now friendly planes shall fill the sky
And man may live instead of die.
Then ring glad bells, proclaim afar
Our men, long gone, are home from war,
Are home from toil and sweat and tears
Are home from death and ghastly fears.
Rejoice, rejoice all ye that sing
Retell the birthday of the King.
Proclaim the words the angels told.
For peace is come on wings of gold.
Helen Hanson.
Far away in Bethlehem
So very long ago,
God sent to earth His only Son,
His love for us to show.
A star up in the heaven high
Sent forth its brilliant ray
To guide the shepherds to the place
Where little Jesus lay.
The wisemen came in royal robes
To greet the Heavenly Babe.
With gifts of myrrh and frankincense
For Him they gladly gave.
The angels sang in sweetest strains
The message from above;
The peace on earth, goodwill toward men;
The store- of God’s love.
Today again we have that peace
And may it ever stay
To make this world as bright as one
As that First Christmas Day.
Betty Anne Spruill.
Memorial Pool News
ES, THEY ARE GOING TO START TO WORK
on it this spring, which means that many of the
present students of S.T.C. will enjoy swimming in the
Memorial Pool before they graduate. (That is, if we
make as big a success of our present bond drive as we
have in the past two years.) I, for one, am sure we can.
I Iere are some statistics on what we have done and
what we have yet to do in the way of raising money.
At present we have approximately §6,000 toward our
ultimate goal of §10,000. Our goal for this year is
§1,000. Each member of each team has pledged to
give at least 10 cents per week. There are twenty-six
more weeks of school; therefore each student will con¬
tribute §2.60 toward the pool this year. There are
about two hundred and fifty in the school, which will
make the total contribution of the student body §650.
We hope to net at least $100 from supplemcntary
activities. This will give us a total of §750, enough to
buy a §1,000 United States Victory Bond.
Remember your dimes are serving a twofold pur¬
pose. They are helping to pay for our Memorial Pool
as well as speeding the day when all our boys will come
home from “over there”.
Our teams are organized now, so let’s hop to it and
sec which can reach its goal first. Good luck to you all.
THE TOWER LIGHT
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