Jackson High School - Jacksonian Yearbook (Jackson, CA)

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THE WAGES OF SIN For some time I sat gazing, in the moonlight, at the beautiful river, slowly winding its way through the hills. Suddenly a lonesome feeling seized my heart, and a desire for wandering grew within my soul. I had never felt this way before, and not caring for solitude I had never wandered into the moun- tains. On this night, however, being depressed in spirit, I wanted to be alone. so I packed my belongings and set out for the distant snow-capped peaks. That night I enjoyed to my heart's content the gorgeous beauty of the peaceful mountains. I heard the wind rustle softly through the trees, heard the roar of the silvery river, and saw its winding path. At dawn I stood gaz- ing at nature in all its beauty. For long I stood thus, when suddenly inthe distance my eyes beheld a light. A sudden fit of curiosity seized me, and I ran down the steep canyon and began to ascend the chain of mountains that would take me to this mysterious gleam. All day I walkedg when suddenly coming upon a small lake, I stopped to rest. The deep blue waters of this beautiful lake, situated in the heart of these jagged mountains, became crimson from the dull red sun of a slightly clouded sky, and to its setting glow this paradise took on an atmosphere of profound melancholy. My wandering eyes fell upon the figure of a man deep in meditation. For quite a time he sat thus on the rocky shoreg then slowly rising, made his way up a winding path which led to a lonely cabin hidden by a huge rock. By the dim twilight I saw this tall figure enter his humble shelter. Peeping through a small window, I watched him light a small lamp, and by its glow, I saw this man for the first time as he really was, sunk- en eyes, long grey hair, and deep wrinkles that told of sorrow and worry. He was thin, and looked about sixty years of ageg and, although he wore ragged clothes and was unshaven, I knew he had seen better days. He fell upon his knees beside a small cot, and in the deep shadows of this barren room by the dull light shining upon his upturned face. this man pray- ed. I looked into his pale blue eyes, they were not the eyes of a man who had done wrong, instead they told a tale of woe, and as the light flickered I thought I saw a tear. Gently opening his door I stepped in. He turnedg we met face to face. I could not speak-his eyes held me spell-bound, and there I stood. 'cAre you lost?', he inquired. I hesitated. c'Won,t you sit down? he invited pleasantly, 'CI am about to eat and you look hungry. Rather reluctantly and making apologies that I was a bit confused as to direction, I sat before a small table on which he placed welcome food. 'cAre you traveling? he asked in a sturdy voice-again I hesitated. Yes, I replied, not wanting this man to know I had come to spy upon him. I searched for words, but in vain. His eyes pierced me as I stammered. A smile lit his face, then suddenly a friendly feeling grew upon me. This man was trying to converse with me, and I, like a fool, sat in a daze. With a des- E191