Belt Valley High School - Husky Herald Yearbook (Belt, MT)

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QLZIIJI IIJI IEII IIIII I BELT BUCKLE 1 1 1930 I 6lIIfllHIliIlB fIDfl3lIEQAlINII 0, Mighty Ocean! what secrets dost tl1ou hold? YVhat dangers are there lurking in thy fold? Little do we know. g Dost remember when there were no ships to play Ifpon thy peaceful waters, which lay In unperturbed silence? Then great warriors with sword and lance Ventured across thy great expanse To conquer worlds unknown. But still they continued unabashed To wreck thy peace, though lashed As they were by thy fury. Thou hast seen great battles fought- Merchant ships by robbers sought, For reasons perhaps unknown to thee. 0 Sea! thou too hast some harm doneg Hy thy angry waves an end has come To many humans. Yet we love thee, O Sea! For thy beauty And thy ever changing moods. Eva l.nsnI.L CiiIl'lIliIllIE5 dIflIRllE5lIE9 The tree, its leaves are falling thick and fast. A riot of color in red and brown and goldg God's tree, its bark already gray and old, Its coins of beauty downward now are cast, YVith the coming of winter's fearful, mighty bla To be taken into Nature's encircling fold, To protect Her tiny seedlings from the cold, Vntil the days of freezing gales are past. But soon again these branches now so bare Will shoot their tiny buds so tender and young, Flaunting wide their beauteous frocks of green. The tree, a symbol of unfailing faith so rare, Its praises toward the sky are ever sung, God's tree, such glory ne'er before was seen. st, M.xi:Jorcm M. SH.x1u:.xnD II II II II II Il II IE v Page 73

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IDIZIC' il BELT BUCKLE I IDI IDI IDI CdIFllHIllIEJ lIDllllINlllIE5 6lIfllRlIIi5lIE9 Oh Spirit, why dost thou stare at me so? As though some danger may befall us here, And you are praying ardently for fear That Nature does not know her coming foe, The birds are quiet with their heads so low, Flower heads bent as if to shed a tear, Thinking of those that they do hold most dear When heavenly sun refuses to glow. One look up into yon dark heaven's eyes, And lo! veiled monster is the story, Everything remains in a solemness, No bit of Nature stirs 'to send up sighs For after the storm we see the glory, And we, all should bear it with a calmness. 7 Glcxilzviici' 6lIl'llHlllllif3 S6lIf4DllRlIMll A solemn stillness now pervades all things Before the storm which comes to tear asunder Glorious works of God and man, and brings Destruction in its wake. Then in plunder Thor, the mighty god of thunder, strikes with Fury the cowering, powerless world, Roaring and moving as he does in myth To watch the massive missiles he has hurled. Oh! now it seems he has his anger spent, And slowly goes on to another field. 0, Destroyerg What ruin have you wrought! We see the trees and blossoms. Some are rent, But raindrops shine on all and seem to shield Them from the devastation which Thor brought IROIJNEII EVA Lnslfzm, QIZII II Il II II II II Il I 1930 Z0 Page 72

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Ci BELT BUCKLE I IDI IDI IDI IDEZC' BIAYMIQ Jouxsox Iixxx I,l4:s14:I.I. - WALF1:1c1w S.x1.o IIIENE Jorixsox - G14:Nm'11+1x'1c Bolrxlm IRMA MA'r'1'soN - BEN Humxo - QQIIIINIIIINIIIIIIQLMIL SCIIFAIIFIII? K0s.xI.m l'AItoN1c, XYEIKNA Fulsrsmz FRED RmI1Nu'1'0N - K.v1'Hm'N IIMIMEI: - Editor-in-Chief Business Jlunagw' - - A rt Ed i tor Assistunt Art Editor - Snap Shot Editor - Literary Editor - Joke Editor - - Typists - Sport Editor 011188 Editor I 1930 i fi: ill II II II II II II II Page 74