Hilmar High School - Waukeen Yearbook (Hilmar, CA)

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BY THE SEASHORE O, beautiful shell by the seashore, All silver and blue and gold, 0 beautiful shell by the seashore What secrets do you hold? Tell me, you who are rainbow hued, You who seem fearless and free, You who are salt spray bestrewed, And live by the changeable sea, Tell me, O shell by the seashore, Shall I have beauty like thee? When I've been washed on life's seashore By the Waves of life's changeable sea? Helen Woolman. AUTUMN LEAVES Like birds of the air they are flying around, Crimson and yellow, they fall to the ground. Here they will stay and never more waken, But go back to the earth, from whence they were taken. Florence Rossi. A PICTURE Nature was painting a picture. Red, yellow, blue, and white were the contents of her paint-box. She ran her brush in a half circle, two or three times over a back ground of blue sky daubed with white fluffy clouds. A few more light touches of the brush and behold! the rainbow in her seven colors, the pathway to the pot of gold. Finally it began to grow fainter and fainter, a.nd finally disappeared, folded and lost in the recesses of fleecy clouds and azure sky. Florence Rossi. 31

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Literary Efforts THE SANDSTORM Dismally howling it sweeps o'er the plaing Devouring the soil that is thirsty for rain, Darkening the sky, so one cannot lseeg Wreaking its vengeance, it seemeth to me, Then calming down and seeking its rest, Just as the sun sinks into the west. Florence Rossi. THE MORNING When the golden rays of daybreak Spread o'er the earth their hueg When the sun doth rise from slumbering And smiles on fields of dewg When the rippling mountain brook Leaps in the morning sun, And glides thru every nook, And shaded, mossy rung Then the glories of the morning Seem to spread in golden rays. O'er all the earth -- glad morning Is the youth of all the days! Helen Woolman. M O ONLIGHT A moonlit evening out on a lonely river shore. Trees gently swishing their branches. A moon, large and silvery, surrounded by countless, silent stars in a. deep, dark, blue sky. An occasional splash in the river from a playful fishy the merry chirping of crickets and the startling screech of a night hawk. In the lull of these voices, the lonely call of a coyote across the open field. Araminta Bruton. 30

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Abraham Lincoln as a Humorist OMETIMES it happens tha.t the biggest crop of laughter is produced by a man who ranks among the greatest and wisest. Lincoln was a firm believer in the saying, Laugh and the world laughs with you. As a lawyer, he won many a case by telling the jury a story which showed them the justice of his side better than any argument could have done. While all of Lincoln's stories have a humorous side they also have a practical side 5 he would mix his wholesome fun with true philosophy, makin thousands laugh and think-at the same time. Lincoln differed from professional humorists in that he never knew when he was going to be humorous. His fun bubbled up on the most unexpected occasions and often unsettled the most studied arguments. Nothing that can be said of Lincoln can show his true character as well as the yarns and stories he was so fond of telling. An intimate friend of Lincoln relates an instance which took place while he was serving as president. A man came up to Lincoln and point.ed a revolver into the latter's face. Lincoln said calmly: What seems to be the matter? The stranger appearing not at all excited, answered: Some years ago, I swore an oath that if I ever saw a man uglier than myself, I'd shoot him on the spot. Lincoln then said, still calmly, Shoot me. If I am an uglier man than you I don't, care to live. One day Lincoln and a certain judge agreed on a horse trade. The trade was to take place the next morning and the horses were to be unseen by either party up to that time and no backing out was to be allowed. At the hour appointed the judge came up, leading the sorriest looking specimen of a horse ever seen in those parts. In a few minutes Lincoln was seen approaching with a wooden saw horse upon his shoul- ders. Great were the shouts and laughter of the crowd and both were increased when Lincoln, upon surveying the judge'rs animal, sat down on the saw horse and exclaimed, Well, judge, this is the first time I ever got the worst of it in a horse trade. On the occasion of a serenade, the president was called for by the crowd assembled. He appeared at the window, with his wife fwho was somewhat below medium heightj and made the following brief remarks : Here I am and here is Mrs. Lincoln. Thatis the long and the short of it. In an interview between President Lincoln and one of the members of the Cabinet, the name came up of a recently deceased politician of Illinois who was very vain. Said Mr. Lincoln of the deceased man, If he had known how large a funeral he was going to have he would have died years ago. 32