Atwood Hammond High School - Post Yearbook (Atwood, IL)

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note book is packed or I could tell you many interesting facts about moral law—the concensus of our moral nature and conscience, that makes cowards of us all when we are quizzed about it. But I must not tell you all we have learned from the course in live minutes. V will leave it a sealed book until next year. If Nought-seven gains half the profit and the inspirations we have found in room 7 with the principal, this will be their most precious possession, as it has been oars, as it is the one we are most loath to leave. Besides these enforced gifts, we leave, not of necessity, but of our own free will, our blessing and a pledge of friendship from henceforth. All the rest and residue of our property, whatsoever and wheresoever, of what nature, kind and quality soever it may be. and not herein disposed of (after pay ing our debts and funeral expenses.) we give and bequeath to our Principal and Assistant Principal, for their use and benefit absolutely. If they see fit, they may use the knowledge and startling information we have given them at whatever times we may have written quizzes or examinations, in the education of our younger sisters. And we do hereby constitute and appoint the said Principal sole executor of this, our last will and testament. In Witness Whereof: We, the Class of Nought-six. the testators, have to this, our own will, written on one sheet of parchment, set our hand and seal, this seven teenth day ol May, Anno Domini, one thousand nine hundred six. 1 CLASS PROPflKCT M A R4 i A 4 KT K K10 N RK. T WAS weary of the merry chatter of friends, and wanted to be alone. All had been excitement since boarding the ship for our return to America. I soon found an opportunity of stealing away to a secluded corner of the deck, and pulling one of the deck chairs near the railing, I found that I had a most excellent view of the waters. The weather was glorious. A fine large moon shown down upon the water, and turned the ripples into indigo waves. Only ten years had passed since I had lelt home, but I felt as if they were a hundred. I had lived so much. In the first place, I had never been abroad before. After leaving Atwood in 1908. my home wasat Portland, Maine for twenty years. Here, most of my time was spent in teaching school. But now I was on a delightful vovage. I had seen and learned much. I had always anticipated just such a tour as this, and to my happy surprise, it had far exceeded my expectations. I had been to Prance. Germany, Italy, Spain and England, and was now on my return voyage to America. Sitting alone on the deck, I thought, Can it be that this is 1916 Yes, and just thirty years since I graduated at the Atwood high school It seemed as though it was but yesterday that 1 received my diploma.” Half asleep, I gazed down into the deep waters. I saw a picture of the class of 1900 just as we appearel on the night of graduation. A wave rolled by and the picture was destroyed. 1 wondered what had become of the members of that class and what each was doing, for I had not seen one of them since 190(5. Suddenly, my attention was turned to what sounded like a wagon and looking out on the waters, there was sure enough, a big wagon coming into one of the streets of an Indiana town. In the wagon sat a woman and a man. the woman carrying a big basket of eggs. 1 had not seen such back woods people for many a day. I watched them drive down the street and stop their noisy wagon at a grocery store. I heard the man sav, Tena, you can take these eggs into the store and wait until 1 come back. I am going to get some plows sharpened.” After getting a good look into the lady's face, I

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knew it to be the Tena that was in my class at Atwood. I would hardly have known her, had I not heard her name for she was no longer the sickly looking little Tena Day that I had once known, but now looked strong and robust. Just then she turned towards me. She recognized me at once and called out, Margaret K------ or is it now Margaret Keener?” Her name was changed, and she thought of course mine was too. I soon explained to her I still retained my maiden name. She told me she had married this Indiana man twenty years ago. and had been living on the farm ever since. I was just ready to ask Tena something about the other members of the class but much to my disappointment, that happy little face and the basket of eggs had vanished, and only the tossing waves remained. Another view returned but its scene was far away from that of the first. 1 was surprised to find myself not on the deck but approaching the Capitol building in Washington. As 1 entered the gallery of the House ol Representatives, I could hear the clear voice of some man speaking. After making inquiries, I found the per-s ii to be Ralph K. Randall, a member and one of the leaders in Congress. I also learned that Harrison Fahrn-kopf was a member ol the House. He and Ralph had been having a series of debates on Woman Suffrage, the leading question in politics. Ralph had always won. All this reminded me of the times when Harrison ami Ralph had debated in the Atwood High School, and I was glad to think that for once a member of the class of noughty six bad won a point against the noughty sevens that counted for something.' While I was very glad to hear of Ralph's success, I was not much surprised for when he was in school he showed ability for doing something great. The House must have adjourned for after one good view my picture was gone, leaving me gazing out into the sea in hopes of seeing some otlier wonderful picture. I had not long to wait for soon another large wave came rolling by and seemed to carry me into the laboratory of the State University. I gazed around the room until suddenly inv eyes fell upon a man seated at a desk. He was so much interested in his books that he did not notice me. This gave me an opportunity to inspect the laboratory, ami after looking all around tlie room I decided to speak to the gentleman. Just as I was about to ask him who was the teacher of science, two black eyes caught mine and I was too surprised to say anything but, “Harry Bishop, is that you?” He, too, was surprised at seeing me, and told me that he was the teacher of science, and had held that position for fifteen years. He said he was going home as soon as he heard the physics recitation, and would like for me to go with him to see his wife who was a freshman when we graduated at Atwood. Of course I knew he meant the girl he was always talking with, but before 1 could make a reply to his kind invitation the picture was gone. I had spent an hour in this reverie, but was still intensely interested. Was this real telepathy or had T only fallen asleep, and dreamed these things? 1 was wondering if I could call up another vision when suddenly before m • appeared a great forest. On nearer approach, a neglected residence cam into view. The spot was desolate, and there were no signs ol inhabitants. Surely there could be no one living in that gloomy old house which looked as if it would tumble down with the lirst little pulT of wind. Who would even care to spend an hour in this ghostly old place? I soon made my way up the creaky old steps, and finding the door open walked into what looked like a hall. It was unfurnished and did not prove a very inviting place, so I hurried on into an other room; This was also unfurnished and the only living thing I could find was a mouse running about the room. I was about to retrace my steps when I noticed some old stairs. I spied a daisy on the steps and, picking it up, found it to be as fresh and pretty as if it had just been plucked. Someone, thought I. must be near,