Madera Union High School - Blue and White Yearbook (Madera, CA)

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One day as [ walked thru the grove Of oak and fir and pine, Phat shades yon crested mountain From its base to its snow-line. I fell to thinking deeply Of my class-mates’ coming strife. I wanted, even longed, To see their future |i ray Four years we upward toiled ; Hour years we stood as one: But now our course is ended, The goal we sought is won. As Freshmen small we entered, Mere children then were we: But children cannot be children Will the dawn. of eternity. I came, we met, they danced Around a cauldron large, While magic words were chanted And magic soups were charged. And when the spell was ready They tied my tongue with care, For no word must be spoken When visions rise thru the air. CLASS PROPHECY TRUEMAN WOOD, 713: INTRODU PROPHRCY CTION And thrown together daily, We have learned to love the other, To fight each other's battles ‘l'o feel as sister and brother. And growing stronger, wiser, ryy . . he = Lhat love is brighter fanned. So my thoughts were deep and carnest Of their fortune now at hand. But T could not see precisely, For five senses only have we; The future was dark, unpictured By anything I could see. Then a bright thought came to help ime. Do you remember Macbeth’s “Three?” Ill meet them on the heath While the moon is dancing free. PROPER I quivered “neath their hand As the wild young rabbits shake When chased by the hounds for miles Which at last the riders take. They said not a word; they knew What I had come to learn; I could not Say a word, Their eyes were cold and stern,

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CLASS HOROSCOPE APPEAR- ANCE FAVORITE EX- PRESSION NOTED FOR’ HIGHEST IDEAL “RL.” Honeycutt “Dutch” Van- derburg “Grandma” Briscoe “Bill” Isakson “Pinkey’’ Froom ‘Virgie’ Craig ‘Fudge’? Moore “Count”? Mantonya “Heinie”’ McFadden “Elizabeth Snider” Hardell Thoughtful Mischievous Tiny “Oh, Shoot” “What's the use” OUMKIG Ss English Tailor ,, Model Cute Modest Lady like Studious Lady like Reserved Gosh” “Gosh Kid” “Don’t know Latin” my “Oh, dear” “It’s just this way”’ “Oh, Pshaw”’ “Tt sounded so funny” Good sense Jokes Basket Ball Stubbornness Hair Ribbons Making hits with boys Quietness Brightness Cutting out paper doils Knowing things first DESTINY APPROPRIATE VERSE Rancher To Graduate W. R. Hearst Nobody knows Librarian Pastor's wile Mer. Ford Auto (Cio), House keeper Actress Chicken Specialist Dancing Teacher Physics Teacher Boot-black Private Secretary Essayist We can’t tell Farmer Pres.W. C. T. U Private Stenographer “Her air, her smile, her motions, told Ot womanly completeness.” “Slowly, as from a cloud of gold Comes out thy deep, ambrosia! smile.” “Light, lovely limbs, to which the Spirits play Gave motion, airy as the dancing spray.” ““Womman is mannes joye, and al his bliss.” “A maiden never bold “And welcome whereso’er she went, A calm and gracious element.” “For never saw I mein or face, In which more plainly I could trace, 3enignity and home-bred sense.” “Now | bethink me, this one had A figure like the willow tree Inclined to droop with pensive grace.”’ “Curteis, he was and lovely of servyse, Ther was no man nowhere so vertuous,”’ “There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip Nay her foot speaks.”

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So IT sat there silent and frightened But “ere lis face grew clear While the cauldron boiled and steamed. The house had given way Perhaps they'd stop their dancing To a mighty city street And over its contents lean. With many lights at play. More magic would then be thrown One sign ever changing And stirred into its charm, Caught my eve above the rest Till misty forms rose upward, “The well-known Fortune Teller, And gave me much alarm. Aenes Briscoe of the West.” Finally one old witch I wished to question further Came creeping over my way But a wheat-field caught my eye, And led me up still closer That was rank and tall and heavy, To the circling misty fray. And a rig was passing by. The clouds and lights took shape, I looked to see what person Then were tossed as if by rage Was seated by his side: And fell into the beautiful sitting. But how was John induced Of a fashionable New York stage. Ever to take a bride ? The audience silent and ready Now again the mists were troubled Listened for the first word : And long they shifted round So great was the silence pending Till at length they showed a forest That a pin, dropped, could be heard. And a meadow green around. Then a sweet familiar voice A girl was sitting, reading And a face not hard to tell Beneath a shady tree: Cave proof that Florence Belcher In truth it was Virginia Had sailed her ship quite well. Still studying and. still free. But the scene was quickly shifted : Then back to sights familar, A farm house came to view: Ah! well I know this street, Someone was feeding pigeons: “Tis welcome as a friend I thought I surely knew. That in foreign countries we meet. And as the scene enlarged Her home was not much changed, The house was nearer drawn : Her face was Helen’s fair, I knew T saw Jeanette And through the trees | saw With her husband on the lawn. My hi school standing there. 19