Shortridge High School - Annual Yearbook (Indianapolis, IN)

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w Fly FEW YTFIKS EV? A WELVE! As the last vibrant stroke of the clock died away, I rose and stepped out upon the porch. The old year was gone forever! The new lingered timidly on the threshold. Like the sudden blare of trumpets that announces heralds of good news through the crisp, spicy air, and, at intervals, cathedral chimes ventured a sweet, modest tone. Gradually, weary whistles here 4 and there grew fainter, a lull was settling when out of the west sprang a champion of the bells. In a deep-toned peal of defiance he sounded the war-cry, a potent challenge to whistle-foes. With an answering cry, gallant whistles sprafnglto arms and took up the glove flung down. lg ' ', Q The battle was on. The confident boom, boom of vete ,ns f-shook the sleeping city as they Warred fiercely, and high above that soi -,tsl thunder mounted the eager shrills of valliant young warriors, who were igracing the fray for the first time. Shrieks of helpless rages and bitter disappointment sabered the air as, conquered or exhausted, some 'luckless whistles were forced to withdraw. p-,X I , Through the blu' lack ,curtaifggif ,the night a radiant moon suddenly afflx FA . r N 15 l J., Q to monarchs, bells tolled out, whistles called .to each other 1, X N24 U lll I If rained a er of si ve'rT fThe ,tremulous air, a moment before resonant with the din, e, grew strangely calm. From the distance floated a few faint strainsiec at had been-as the belligerents withdrew one by one, seemingly rebu 521 and forced to truce by the gentle moon. ' I re-entered the house. The New Year was no longer a stranger, but one of us. -MARGARET TRUSLER. ' J l U p t n ' 7-6:2 fu x A 4: 1 id , 633301 I

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J T PHCKIGCISN on HE very word suggests stern valor Brings to mind those glorious deeds In mens souls have sown their seeds He whose prowess on the field Forced a nation s foe to yield And a loyal faith revealed Sacred held in hearts of men Lives his valiant life again I 5 Y Of heroesg lives, revered and honored, 7 7 X I f . ! D 7 X . His name by good and wise is sung, Plays on the childish, lisping tongue 3- Remorse of traitor, ideal of youth, Pride of mankind, soul of truth, Best beloved of all on earth, They bless the day that gave him birth! If no immortal life were given, Were this not measure-full of heaven? O Thou, who blessings dost bestow, This is the fairest of them all! No nobler passion, higher love, Doth our ambitions so enthrall. ' No other is there so complete, So perfect in its -real conceit, In potent virtue so replete, That every frailty must submit And yield its transient sphere to fit The common cause, and common bonds, To which his country's son responds With willing service, and again, In serving, serves his fellow-men. For this it is: The Union strong That binds, makes one a mighty throng, And with no respite, ever strives To advance, with progress, human lives. ALICE TREAT

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to Russ ia. RUSSIA! Once our ally, once a mighty power of power, Crushed harshly 'neath the Prussian heel, you moan and Writhe this hourg ' I For subtle, poisoned promises, your trusting soul betrayed,- Ah, Russia! That your falt'ring steps right had firmer made! Our hearts forgive and pity, although cruel, keen the wrong. Forsaken in the battle's heat, we now must fight o'er longg Must bleed, and suffer, sacrifice, how long we may not know, ' But in the end democracy shall lay the conqueror low. ' 5' 3 xxx A i A f, iq? We ne '1 now, O comrade lorn, who sank in treason's storm! Thy ' it raised poor, prostrate France in conf'lict's early ' nga A' f- 5 f e i IF.. . 1 if-' '- fy, Russia! What mightst thou not have done V - If only .1 p xdst held the bridge, till fret -rn's peace was won. i S -MARG 'iT TRUSLER. t oun- .. W 'ti if. bw . 1 H . QM- v UR FLAG stands for all the possibilities, hopes, and obligations of an ideal national life. It voices the courageaus bravery of our early ancestors, the forceful driving power of those heroic boys of '76. Its stars and stripes are a constant reminder of the history and hardship of the yor ' republic, and the careful 5 ' the lighted torch guarding the gate Wir nation. It means the capitol at Washingtong it means the - intless crises of the Civil War, and the sorrowful patience o: ghe immortal Lincoln. It M means the pilot of our Ship of Stati X It is home, ambition, the bread x J eatg the clothes we wear. Its colors speak lpf liberty, -lemocracy and justice. It is an inspiration to the rich man and a comfort to the poor. All America thrills to look upon it. It is, indeed, the sacred symbi. of all true patriotism. -ELIZABETH L. MILLS. 5 Q 5 guidance of its first president. It ' JL.. that heroic statue with X S 1