Fife High School - Illahee Yearbook (Fife, WA)

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ILLAHEE lgrinripalh lgagv ilngaltg 311 Srruirr HE gray-haired woman trudged wearily up the hill. Her load seemed heavier each moment but she went on and on with dizzying fatigue for she dared not stop lest her lord see her and punish her severely. The sound of horse's hoofs on the cobble-stone road caused her to step to one side to make way for the hurried rider. But no-the horseman drew in rein and stopped beside her. Was he, a knight in shining armor, speaking to her, a peasant woman and only a serf? Yes, he not only was speaking but offering her assistance in bearing her burden. A poor beggar squatted beside the city-gate with hands outstretched that some pitying passer-by might perhaps let fall a coin. Ah! A rider was approaching. God grant that he might be a charitable r.der. After our knight had passed, for it was even he who had helped the old woman, the beggar held not only 3, shining silver-piece in his hand but within him was a heart filled to overflowing with the kindly words uttered by the knight. A desert-lost man dragged his heavy body inch by inch first this way and then that, straining his eyes for any sign of water to quench his unendurable thirst. Each effort proved to be nothing more than an attempt to approach a mirage. A horse- man was coming? Perhaps even yet he would not have to die. The knight quenched the man's thirst with his last cup of water and carried him on to the next desert village and to safety. The Good Knight, for thus he came to be known thruout all the land, had ded- icated his very life to the service of mankind. Like every knight-errant the object of his travel was the reclaiming of the Holy Grail, but loyalty in service to his order of knighthood meant also the helping of those in need of help. 'Tis true our knight found not the Holy Grail but in fulfilling his obligation of service he had realized himself. In every life we find a goal Toward which the heart doth strive, But often fate doth from us all, Attainment full, deprive. But tho our life may seem in vain As far as laurels go, The thot we may have helped someone, Is a pleasant one to know. -Gladys Moe, Principal ' A Page Ten

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ILLAHEE l Sputum V HELEN EHNAT Those true eyes, Too pure and too honest in aught to disguise The sweet soul shining thru them. Basketball, 1, 2, 3, 4g Junior Rep0rter, '1llahee', 3g Editor of Fifonian, 43 Glee Club, 1, 2. A RTHUR STOLEN Had sig'h'd to many, though he loved but one. Salutntoriang Orchestra, lg Annual staff, 4. BERTHA GARMAN Charm us, orator, till the lion look no larger than the cat. Valedictoriang President of class, 1, 4, Vice President of class, 23 Debate, 2, 3, 45 Fifoniun, 1, 3, 4g President of Studcnt Body, 43 Editor of Illahee, 4g Declamation, 4, Annual Staff, 33 Glee Club, 1, 2, 4. Page Twelve