Alton High School - Tatler Yearbook (Alton, IL)

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 THE WATER-LILY Second Prize Out in the lake so cool, Roused from sweet dreams of night, There opens my love her eyes To the brilliant beams of light. With shyly peeping glances. Her arms slip from the leaves And her lovely, tiny fingers Sweet breaths of fragrance weave. Slow and cautious she blossoms forth As glad, blithe youths in their May, ’Till finally she appears one glorious gem, The flower queen of the day. And the little, green frogs are her servants, And the glossy fish, her maid, And the water sprites, her messengers Flying here and there bearing aid. And she reigns in her watery palace supreme. Beloved by every guest, Ev il winged nymphs and fairy elves Of her go oft in quest. Thus lives my innocent love, Out in the lake so wide, While 1 stand on the opposite shore, And try, in vain, my love to hide. May Foreman, ’ll. 23

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“Now I know I was dreaming. It was mother calling me and not my victorious Knight. Just the same James won’t have to take the finals if I can help it.” For once Victor was at school early, and he found his friend there too, studying hard. “James, just a moment of your precious time. “Can’t spare it.” “You can too; you have to, so there! I’m going to see Mr. Jackson—have something to explain to him.” After much persuading James followed to the principal’s room. “Good morning, boys, any finals?” Yes------, a — that is I will have some,” said Victor. “I came to tell you that I deserved that demerit, not James.” James held his breath. What was coming next? “1 stamped on his foot just for meanness. Couldn't blame him for yelling, could you? ’’ “But, Victor, mother says I should have kept my foot under my desk, and so 1 should have.” “That doesn’t make any difference, you don’t deserve that demerit.” “Well, boys,” said Mr. Jackson, “since you both see or rather think you are to blame, I’ll cancel the demerit this time, but do not let it occur again.” Florence Weindel, ’10

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NUMBER 817 First Prize 4 4 Jj ELLO, Sis! exclaimed Bob Ford, as lie stepped from the 4 east-bound train. ‘‘Gee, I'm glad to see you look so well.'’ Bob, you are a dear to come all the way down here to spend your vacation, was the reply of Mrs. Hazelton, his sister. Mary Evans and I have arranged some fine surprises for you. By the way, you haven’t met Mary. She is the cutest little darling and lives two doors from us in the next double house. Why she has even asked some of her friends to come over to her house Wednesday evening to meet you.’’ At this a look of dismay came over Bob’s face. You know, Sis, I came down here to go hunting, and not after girls, either.” But, Boh, you must! Everybody has been invited, and it would he a shame to spoil the fun!” But I can't go, because, although I am brave and strong otherwise, I am a coward before girls. Please don’t worry me more about this, because it hurts me more than you know.” In due time Mary Evans came over, and they were introduced, hut, when Mrs. Hazelton purposely left them alone to chat, Boh took the first possible chance offered to leave the room. In the same manner he stayed away from the party on the pretext of having to go to bed early to go fishing the next morning when lie conscientiously knew he hadn’t even obtained the bait for the next day's fishing. But lie excused this lie to himself by thinking lie would have spoiled the party. The next Saturday evening Mr. Hazelton laughingly said: Well, if you are afraid of girls, you certainly aren't afraid of seeing the city, so, if you have nothing else to do, we’ll go down town. I'll take my revolver along and have the spring fixed; then we can have some target practice before breakfast to-momnv morning.’’ To this Boh readily assented, and soon after supper they started out to do the town. Not long after they were gone, Mrs. Hazelton sighed as she reflected, Why, Bob’s as big a baby as lie w as eight or nine years 24