Immaculata Academy - Lilium Convallium Yearbook (Portland, OR)

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. '- ife and mad: snug and curse that are; FRANCES GANSNEDE LILIUM CONVALLIUM Class Will We, the undersigned, loyal class of Nineteen Hundred Seventeen of Immaculata Acad4 emy, Portland, Oregon, having been proven t . . . 0 be in sane mind and perfect health and reahzlng that our hlgh school days are drawin . g to a close, do make, ordain, publish and most solemnly swear thls to be our last will and testament. We bequeath t0 Immaculata Ac T0 the Juniors we will and be lose theirs. ademy the loyalty of eight loyal hearts. queath our smiles to be and when aforesaid Juniors T0 the facultv we bequeath our heartiest thanks for the edge necessary to make our entrance into t of our intelligent CD faces. ir aid in instilling the knowl- he sea of life successful; also happy memories T0 the library we bequeath the following list of books: iiThe Art of Pleasing .................................................... nA New Physicst, .......................................................... tiHow to Become POpulart, .......................................... uHow to Manage a Schooli, .......................................... ttThe Hometi .................................................................... itVVays to Develop the Mindt, ...................................... ttPatriotism, Itis Meaningtt .......................................... iiDetails 0f the Terpsichorean Artit ............................ Helen Henry We bequeath and devise to our esteemed pastor, Rev. W. A. Daly, our sincere gratitude for the kindness and help which he has willingly rendered at all times. To the Freshmen 0f Immaculata Academy we usually richly deserved and greatly coveted. T0 the Sophomores we leave the May they never lack occupation! Frances Gansneder Clara Jacques Flora Clark Margaret Friedhoff Agnes Pottage Monica Morley Gladys McKellops graciously bequeath the many honors pleasure and privilege of writing for Father Daly. The June, 17, class being of opinion of knowledge, believe that to remain longer would embarrass the faculty. To our successors, the June, 18, class we do devise and bequeath with deep regrets the right of supremacy which we have enjoyed for the past semester. May they fill their positions with due respect and faith, as we have tried to do! We do hereto affix our seal and signature on the 10th day of June, Nineteen Hundred and Seventeen. THE CLASS OF 1917. Helen Henry, Attorney General.

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LILIUM CONVALLIUM Bertha interrupted him. ttThe first thing you do is to introduce me to your father and ask his forgiveness? And, taking him by the hand, went with him to the kltchen. There she knelt down and told her husband to do the same thing, then took the old mants hard, calloused hand in hers and kissed it respectfully, and said, ttFather, forglve us and bless us. The old man sighed and wept with emotion while he blessed his ehlldren. The cook looked at the scene open-mouthed. . ttSet the table for three persons? said the mistress of the house to the servant gm. who quickly departed to fulfill the command. . After dinner all three took a ride through the city, and they went shopping so as to give a surprise to his mother and sisters. Towards evening the couple accompanied the old father a short distance on his way home, and they departed happily. A few weeks after this the couple went to Jodlina, where the old parents, happy be- yond expression, awaited them; so did the two daughters; and the next morning they went to the village church and paid the pastor a Visit, the same one who had baptized Frank and made it possible for him to study. There was no boundary to the joy of the old father over his good daughter-in-law, especially as she had brought back his lost son. Thus happiness and satisfaction returned to the whole family through the mediation of a noble lady. Had she not been such a one, her husband surely would have denied his parents and the remorse of his conscience would have embittered his life and made his wife unhappy, because the fourth commandment and the blessing and curse that are attached to it remain forever. FRANCES GANSNEDER, t17. r be , . bequeath ou rum; our entrance m nflfaces. . ebequeath the follc tin of Pleasing ................. w Physics ....................... ,irmBecome Popular: ....... richmge a School ....... Home ........v.............I ..... ;;' iloDevelop the Mind hm, It's Meaning ....... saflhe Terpsichorean 1 giddevise to our esteem: :dhelp which he has wi 1m! of Immaculata Acat Nd and meatly covet: mores we leave the ple :toccupation! .szssheing of opinion I it,

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LILIUM CONVALLIUM They Were Children Once Again ttDid you know each other before you came hereiw Flora looked first at Monica, and then up at Margaret, who was standing high 011 the ladder hanging pictures along the wall. There was an awful silence. Monica walked over to the window, but Margaret, as If .to relieve matters, blurted out, ttOheoh--yes; we lived next doorft and her face was blushing. For- tunately two others came running into the room at that moment. . There was to be a class party that night, and the girls had been working hard all day. Every one was tired and hot, and all were giving directions at the same time, while Margaret seemed to be doing most of the work. Helen Henry and Clara Jacques chatted at the foot of the ladder, while the others wandered to the side of the room, leaving Monica at the win- dow, apparently oblivious to her surroundings. ttGirlstLeit was Flora who spoke, in a tone that made them all listen attentivelyettdid you ever notice that Monica and Marie are awfully distant? Most of them thought they had, but Agnes Pottage broke in, ttYes, but Monica is fond of Margaret. She told me so her- self. This was startling, for Monica seldom expressed her likes and dislikes. If she liked a person, she showed it, to be sure, but her words were usually very few. The girls were looking at her as they talked. She was tall and slender, with very light hair and blue eyes that people often mistook for brown, so dark were her eyebrows and eyelashes. Every- body admired her and loved her, she was so independent without lacking kindness and ten- derness. She was thoughtful, too, and her eyes had that faraway look in them as if she saw her future off in the distance. ttWellf, Flora insisted on continuing, ttyou won,t believe it, but Monica and Margaret both lived in San Francisco and next door to each othereimagine. And when I asked them about it today they were both so embarrassed; I wonderhethere was no time for more. Monica was coming toward them. The conversation suddenly took a new turn, but Monica seemed to realize of what they had been talking. ttGirlsf she spoke with an effort and as if she dreaded so, III suppose you think it strange that Margaret and I are not friends since we knew each other before. I hadntt seen Marie for five years nor heard from her since she moved from San Francisco. We met here at school by chance, and I guess wetll never be friends again? She turned away; there were tears in her eyes. But she quickly recovered herself and finished: ttAs a favor I wish you wouldn,t talk about it. She was herself again and she added, as if the affair was of no great concern, ItIt,s rather unpleasant? Flora and Agnes got up and the others followed suit. Gladys McKellops whispered to Agnes, saying she wondered if anything could ever part them. All moved toward work again. The hanging of festoons had. progressed rapidly under Margaretts directions. Margaret was strong and capable and had such good taste! Every one began to admire the effect. Monica alone said nothing. She was still standing where the girls had left her, with that faraway expression on her face. Her bearing displayed discomfort and even sadness, but she was unconscious of either. She was apparently in some other world, quite forgetful of class parties and decorations. A new shout of approval brought her to her senses. Monica looked up. Margaret was still on the ladder, leaning far back now, surveying her work. Helen and Clara forgot to hold the ladder; it toppled and Margaret was thrown to the floor. The girls screamed and scattered. It was Monica who got Margaret to a couch and gave directions to the others. It was while she did the latter that she saw a small glistening object at her feet. Almost unconsciously she stooped to pick it up. It was the locket that Margaret always wore and it opened as Monica tucked it in her waist. She saw the contents. When the girls came hurrying back with a sister, with water and bandages, they found Margaret almost. comfortable, though the least movement sent a terrific pain across her back. She readily agreed to a close examination of her injuries, while the class waited without, breathless, should their worst fears be realized. A shout of joy went up when it was announced that the hurt was not serious. I 34 Jill xll 0p81 . l 1 meat: kept it allt