Abbot Academy - Circle Yearbook (Andover, MA)

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She answered to my wond ' ring glance, A Sibyl old am I. Oh, yes ! You sold King Tarquin books, Your price, I think, was high. It ill becomes a maiden young To judge of wisdom ' s price, Learn all thou can ' st, reck not the cost, Said she, is my advice. Thy words, though pert, have proved to me That I am known at last. Believe me, when in Learning ' s hall On yonder hill I asked, If they of Sibyls e ' er had heard, Or of their wisdom learned, Those boys yelled, ' Sure ! In Salem fires As witches they were burned. ' Now since thou knowest of my fame, A boon I ' ll grant to thee. I ' ll lift the veil which hides the face Of dim futurity. Quoth I, This favor then of thee I ' ll ask, and nothing more : For senior girls, disclose the lot The future holds in store. In solemn tones she then began, Thy hand extend to me And thou shalt know the girls as they Full ten years hence shall be. Before us comes a matron kind, She was Miss Avery Surrounded by her tiny brood She smiles contentedly. 20

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R KeeJ tit (prophecy A Sibyl, the Cumean called, While passing on her way To join her sisters in the East, Thro ' Andover did stray. No kindly hand was stretched to her, No friend was there to greet, Ah me, sighed she, I needs must stop To rest my weary feet. Before her tired eyes, there loomed An ivy-mantled wall ; Familiar that doth seem, said she, Ah, yes! ' tis Abbot Hall. And then with falt ' ring step and slow She climbed the granite stair, Pushed open wide the portal old, And, ent ' ring, found me there. ' 9

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A bachelor apartment gay Miss Katherine doth keep, ' Tis said she wrestles nightly there With social problems deep. And there her dear friend, Harriet Chase, (E ' en now they cannot part) Doth keenly view the modern stage As critic of that art. Honora, as an editor, Is known for miles around ; The equal of her mighty pen Has never yet been found. Miss Florence, in the business world, Has met with great success ; While Martha at the bar has proved A wonder — nothing less. And Lela Elliott set forth, Like John of old, to teach The means by which the savage red The pearly gates might reach. Ere long, it seems among the whites She found some heathen men ; One convert so attractive proved She ne ' er came back again. Within a city hospital, The faces all grow bright When Mildred Mooers, the nurse, appears Amid the cots so white. That fair-haired girl, in days of yore Miss Johnston called by name, As advocate of woman ' s rights Is now well known to fame.