Hudson High School - True Blue Yearbook (Hudson, WI)

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4 AN EXPLORATION OF MY NEIGHBOR’S BACKYARD All minds, even the dullest, remember the days of their child- hood; but all cannot bring back the indescribable brightness of that blessed season. One incident in particular I recall to mind, and that is the time Amy and I went on an exploring trip in my neighbor’s backyard. It was a beautiful day in July that Amy had come to spend with me. We were playing with our dolls when suddenly an idea came to Amy. ”Oh! Grace, she exclaimed,” I know what we can play. I heard mother telling father about some explorers that had gone to dis- cover the North Pole. I couldn’t understand what that word meant so I asked mother and she said explorers were men that went in close search of something. Let us play we’re explorers, Grace. I agreed to her idea, so we took our rocking horses and started off. We imagined that we went by way oi St. Paul, which was a great place in our estimation and which was represented by the wood-pile. Here we exchanged our horses for imaginary boats and sailed down a stream of water. We followed this route until we came to a picket fence that separated our yard from our neigh- bor’s. We gotout of our imaginary boatsand looked over the fence and saw the stream continued. We climbed over the fence with- out hesitating and soon we were sailing down the stream again. Suddenly I caught sight of some bushes loaded with black ber- ries. Some were so ripe that they had got tired of staying on the bush waiting for some-one to pick them, so they just slipped to the ground. My mouth filled with water, and I made one dash for tne bush. 1 was closely followed by Amy. We set to work eating the berries as fast as we could pick them, without saying a word to one anoth- er. Our faces were soon quite blue, and our clean, starched aprons all stains. We heard the twelve o’clock bell, but neither of us made a move to stop. Soon I began to feel ill, but as I did not want Amy to know this, I kept on eating, but there were longer intervals be- tween the mouthfuls. Soon Amy began to screw up her face as though in pain. She got up and moved toward the fence: I follow- ed. We had difficulty in getting over the fence, but we were soon

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3 Although the year is only three months on, he has already won the respect and friendship of the student body, and there is no doubt but that under the new regime, the school year will be both pleasant and profitable. MISS ETHEL SMITH. Tlie childhood days of Miss Ethel Smith, our new Commercial teacher, were spent in Clinton ville, Wisconsin, where she attended the public schools, and later graduated from the High School with high honors. After tinising her studies as far as Clintonville was concerned, she went to Oshkosh Normal. Completing her course there and wishing to take up Commercial work, she entered Stev- ens Point Business College. After this she took up office work, but tiring of it, she decided to teach. Being offered the position at Hudson, she accepted, coming to us highly recommended. Although very dignified, Miss Smith lias a charming person- ality which has made her a friend of the students. In class room her discipline is almost perfect, and woe betide him who would im- pair it. Her ability to fill the position vacated bv Miss Jacobson is unquestioned, and it is expected that the Commercial students will be turned out finished products, MISS EDNA SERVER Last, but not least, is Miss Edna Server, our pretty, new lan- guage teacher Although she hails from New Richmond, she is not to be judged thereby, for she has proven herself unlike other repre- sentatives from that town. She was born in West Port, Minnesota, where she received her early schooling. She then moved to New Richmond, where she finished High School, graduating m 1907. From there she went to Hamline University, where she specialized in German and Latin, graduating from there in the spring of 1911. After finishing, she went to Browns Valley, teaching there until this fall. So far Miss Server has shown that she knows the German lan- guage backwards and forwards, and that she is equally efficient in Latin. She has also been instrumental in forming a German Club, which is expected to be a great success.

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walking towards the house. We grew sicker and sicker. Mother became excited at the sight of us, but could readily see, by our stained faces and aprons, what we had been up to. When she had finally got the story of our exploration from us, she put me to bed and telephoned to Amy’s mother who came for her in a short time. For a month we were kept away from one another as a punish- ment. When I think of the incident now, I always remember the last words I heard Amy say that day, ’Well we made an explora- tion and discovered some bladkberries' any way. ” But the words were followed by a ”Boo! Hoo!” F. H.—’14 BALD EAGLE The tale of Bald Eagle is a very old one. It dates back to the time of Orestes. Orestes was a very beautiful .youth, who lived in the mountains of Greece. Being very courageous and a brave hunter, he was loved by Artemis, the Goddess of the chase. Un- fortunately, Artemis was not the only admirer of this mountain youth; several of the other Goddesses loved him When he showed his preference Tor Artemis, they became angry and threatened him, saying that if he chose her, they would cause his long flaxen hair, of which he was very proud, to fall out. Artemis, not knowing of the other admirers threat, sought after Orestes and, becoming weary of delay, she determined to win him by strategy. One day while riding the chase, Orestes saw a large beautiful, doe leave the grove and run to the end of the forest; then it sped away over the level ground to a neighboring wood. The huntsman was so attracted by the beauty and gracefulness of the animal that he left his companions and rode after it. He followed it all that day: many times when he was sure of the prize, she evaded him. When night came on, he was by no means disheartened for he had determined to get the beautiful creat ure. The next day the chase followed as it did the day proceeding: the doe was in sight always; but too far away to be killed by a spear. It is true, the youth might have taken his bow and arrow and shot it; but these were not his weapons of the chase; his was the spear