Adrian High School - Sickle Yearbook (Adrian, MI)

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. . . Board of AEdu-gation . . . V MRS. OLIVE SHAW. DAYTON B. MORGAN, PRES. MRS. REDFIELD, SECRETARY. FRED. C. BOWERFIND. J. WALLACE PAGE. IRA WATERMAN

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Slowly he drinks in the beauty, And feasts on its lovliness fair 3 Then raises his kindly glance, Till it rests on the weaver there. 'LWoman, well have you done, And will have for your toil due rewardf, But e'en as he speaks these kind words, She knelt at the feet of her lord. Cl Master, do not speak so, I would it were better made, I would 'twere without one blemish, Faultless in each tint and shade. LK But you have not seen that flaw, And the thread has been broken here g And there is another defect, Tho' I fixed each, as I thought, with care. There the colors are not so well blended g Many another fault I see g Heaven knows how hard I have tried, Pray, be not angry with mef' Then turn not away, but in coura Low bows the head of the weaver, Tears come to her heavy eyes, Then the Prince addresses the woman, And gently he bids her arise. l'Alas! you see each imperfection, The smallest fault and break 3 But in one whole pattern of beauty, Should I censure for one mistake? Patiently have you labored, Toiled on with unceasing care, To reprove for a snap of a thread Would indeed be unjust and unfair. Each one of us is a weaver, Guiding the looin of his life, Weaving in light and shade, Weaving in joy and strife. And whether the warp of our lives Seems dark in its shadow and gloom Or bright in the sunshine of peace, 'Tis a heavenly plan-not our own. ge VVCHVC 011, Thy true efforts exalted shall be In the eyes of the Father of Love, When He cometh, thy life work to see. u

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GRATIDN- Night Brings Out the Stars. Samuel Roy Beal. j c or WHEN we judge events of which we i have had no part in the creation, we are prone to consider them sim- ply from their outward appearance or apparent effect. He who has in- herited a vast fortune cannot ap- preciate the cost and self-denial in- volved in its accumulation. The universal love of fame and the gen- H eral desire to be known of men has likewise prejudiced public estima- tion regarding the relative importance of different epochs of history. A certain epoch is accounted successful by the number of human stars in its history. With what trembling hands and eager eyes we turn the pages of that period of his- tory wherein is recorded the deeds of Napoleon, Washington and Lincoln. There is hardly a school boy who does not have the names of these men constantly held up to him as the goal for his ambitions. But let us examine the periods in which these men lived, to decide whether such periods are really as successful as they seem, whether they are times in which we ourselves would like to live. The stars of the historical, like those of the celestial uni- verse, may be grouped into a few great constellations. The stars of the first constellation appearing way back in the hazy dawn of history, are so dim and indistinct that we know but little about them. Among the brighter of this group are Moses, David, Solomon, Sargon, the Pharaohs of Egypt, Cyrus the Elder, Darius and Xerxcs. The second constella- tion appears between five and three hundred years before Christ. In this group may be mentioned Miltiades, Themis- tocles, Pericles, Philip of Macedon, Alexander the Great, Demosthenes and the Ptolemies of Egypt. A little later comes the great Roman constellation, Scipio, Marius, Sulla, Pompey, Julius Cmsar, Augustus Caesar, and the Carthaginian, Hannibal. But let us hasten to that modern constellation of stars in which we are most interested, with which we are best acquainted. Here we find Napoleon, 'Wellington Nelson,Bis- marck, Washington, Grant, Sherman, Burke, Patrick Henry, Lincoln, Webster, Calhoun and Clay. These are brilliant stars, and their native countries, in their pride of vanity for- getting the cost, are proud to contribute their names to the world's history. But let us stop to consider the tremenduous loss that must be sustained to create even one of the least of these. Consider the homes they have made desolate, the widows they have caused to mourn, the numberless orphans they have created. VVould any of us be willing to live in the dark, bloody period just before the rise of Napoleon, times when neither life nor property was safe, a period which drained France of its very life blood, times when men were rulers one day and guillotined the next. Yet out of this ter-