Arlington High School - Stillaguamish Trail Yearbook (Arlington, WA)

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Like a great protecting spirit. Saying, “Come my many maids and warriors, I shall teach you all together.” On to Arlington he then went To a small hill ’midst the great ones, Built his campfire everlasting And sat waiting, waiting, waiting. Then the tribes all saw his signal, Thence they saw it—from the hilltop, From the rivers and the marshes, From the mountains and the highways, Down the fields and o’er the prairies Came the warriors bent on learning, Came the Oso-ites and Pilchucks, Came the Jim Creeks and the Bryants, Came the Edgecombs and the Traftons, Came the Normans and Silvanas, Many maids and many warriors Drawn together by the signal, To a small hill ’midst the great ones To his campfire everlasting. O-lo-lu-mo, God of Wisdom Bade them come into his council. Called them close around his camp fire. Then he spoke to them of friendship, Loving loyalty he taught them, Taught them how to work together That the most might be accomplished; Told of treasures hidden, buried With a lock whose keye was sacred, He the sole possessor of it. And he told them of the wisdom In the lore of ages hiding, Bade them all accept it gladly In a spirit fine and vig’rous. Then the wise owl, O-lo-lu-mo, Slowly spread his wings for flight. And with a loud cry—“to-Wit, Woo!” Sailed into the ev’ning heavens, Over pines and firs and maples, Over fields of stubble yellow, Out into the far off distance, ’Till at last the tribes of nations Saw their great guide disappearing. Sadly turned and slowly murmured, “Ours to love and guard allegiance, Ours to keep the camp fire burning.” Thus it was our school was founded. There it stood amidst the fir trees, Head held high to watch its prospects; 16

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Who's Who in the Senior Class Longfellow .................... Milton Furness» Vanity Fair ...................Allan deSoucy Mutt ........................ Harold Underwood Jeff ................................... Keith Clark Freckles ..................... Floyd Matheney President Harding’s only superior, Harold Ottem Rip Van Winkle ................Henry Vognild Pollyanna ...................... Audree Grant Pretty Baby ................... Eva Krauskoff Happy Hooligan ................ Wesley Forbe3 Polly ..........................Evalene Jenner Her Pal ..........................Her Lessons Rosie ......................... Helen Johnson Her Beau .......................Vincent Mose Mary Pickford ............... Katherine Gray Hawkshaw ...................... Howard Caswell Harold Teen ......................Ed. Montroy Mrs. Katzenjammer .............Anna Lunnum Shakespeare ................... Everett York Stephen A. Douglas ..........Charles Bloxham Mrs. Mutt .................Mabel Hollingsworth Mr....................................Clarence Romsted Mrs.................................... Muriel Reynolds VA WWVWWW Chronicles In the mellow months of autumn. When the blue haze decks the hilltop, When the grey mist fills the hollow, And the fiery walls of maple. In the sparkling dew of morning, Watch the golden disk uprising Over stubbles brown and yellow; When the lazy Stillaguamish Lists to vaguely whisp’ring tree-tops, To the scamp’ring of the chipmunks, To the call of grouse and pheasant; When the hazel nuts and fireweeds And the asters fill the woodlands. While o’er lake and hill and mountain Waits the great, still calm of autumn, As it hovers list’ning, breathless At the deathbed of the summer— In this scene of scarlet splendor, ’Neath the moon of golden yellow, There appeared upon the hilltop O-lo-lu-mo, God of Wisdom, That which white man calls the owl. 15

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So it was for generations. Students coming, students going— So it was that our class found it In the year of nineteen eighteen. Once again came tribes and nations Maids and warriors bent on learning— Came the Oso-ites and Pilchucks, Came the Jim Creeks and the Bryants, Came the Edgecombs and the Traftons, Came the Normans and Silvanas. ’Twas with eager steps they came here. Ready wit and hands all willing, Gladly did they hear the message Which many moons and winters past Spake the God of Wisdom, fondly To the warriors ’round his camp fire. But the fir trees overheard him And, lest one word be forgotten, Softly, thru’ the generations, Whisper’d it to all the four winds. Which in turn, to do their duty. Told it well to every student; This the subject dearest to them This in memory of our great chief: “I have given you science and music, I have given you brawn and muscle, I have given you foreign language, I have given you literature; I have taught you how to figure, Taught you how to read the Heavens, Yes, and how to help your neighbor. All things, great and small, I gave you, Left them here at your disposal. To be used as best might please you.” Thus our band of maids and warriors The graduates of twenty-two Heard the message—wisely heeded— Closer drew as though confiding, And their colors flew on high, Cream and Crimson marked their battles, All triumphant was their cry: “Wise owl, who, who?” Then the fir trees softly echoed, “One-nine-two-two.” 17 IRIS DUSKIN, ’22.