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

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His eyes ranged from her sandaled feet to her brown hair with its golden crown. This apparition wore a single garment of white, that reached from the feet to the shoulders, and was fastened on either side by a metal clasp. She leaned lazily back on her long white arms and gazed at him in silence. As he made a movement toward her, she spoke. “Do you not fear the resentment of the Gods? It is not wise that mortals look upon us.” “Pardon me, kind Goddess; the Gods with whom I am in ill favor, have pronounced my fate. It is they who have propelled my craft so far.” Vincent ielt like patting himself on the back for finding so suitable an answer. “Well, perhaps you’re right,” she answered, “would you mind telling me what you call your unfortunate craft?” “Prom this time on, ‘Good Luck,' perhaps,” he continued, “I may be favored by your name?” “I am Iris,” she answered, “a water nymph and goddess of the rain-bow. Pray, will you tell me what you are called?” “IT am Mercury,’’he answered gravely, with a little hesitation, “clad in this earthly guise, that I might find Cupid. He had me mixed up in a love scrape with Venus. She turned her love to old Jnpiter, and now I am seek ing little Cupid, that I may thanir him for shifting the burden upon broader shoulders.” “I love unrequited,” she said, sadly, “Apollo has my heart. Day by day 1 see him crossing the heavens in his fiery chariot, and he sees me not. I cannot bear such strife much longer. It is too much.” She rose suddenly and turned her face toward the sun. Slowly she raised her white arms in tragic appeal. “Apollo! Apollo! she cried, “Hear, Oh, hear me! Cannot you hear, Apollo? iris calls for you.” Such a passion of longing spoke in her voice that Vincent shuddered in spite of himself. Unconsciously his gaze followed hers to the blazing orb. The light dazzeled his eyes, and bliuded him fora second. When the sun-spots had cleared awav, and he looked toward the trees again, he saw nothing. The bank was empty, bnt by a bush in the distance a white garment fluttered and was lost to sight. In his dismay he called “Iris,” and again, ‘Iris.” but no response came, except from a robin in a nearby tree, who seemed to moan, She’s gone! She’s gone! She’s gone!” SPECTROSCOPY Every child has amused himself in “making the colors of the rainbow”on the wall with the glass pendants from the old-fashioned hanging lamp. He little thought that that many-colored band could give any BY ted MERRITT amount of information regarding the presence of substances on the sun, ninety million miles away. Yet, since it was first explained by Sir Isaac Newton in 1666, the phenomenon has been carefully studied unti

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craft he chanced to look on the other side of a clump of roses and vines and saw the prettiest of little streams. “I guess that kid wasn’t so foolish after all. This ought to keep a fellow from developirg a good case of the blues. I suppose I may as well use it, if no one makes a kick.” Vincent lifted the boat down and dropped it into the water. With paddle in hand, he stepped into the boat and pushed it off down stream. The clear water of the little stream, in which small willows cast theirquivery green and brown shadows, shallowed abruptly where a tiny bar of sand thrust the ripples aside. With a quick plunge of the paddle, Vincent shot the canoe past these threatening points, and floated serenely on. Far over in the west were two farm houses, and from a farther distance, the faint whir r r of a mowing maching floated across the meadow. Vincent winked soberly as he noticed a sign on the little wil low, ‘‘No Trespassing, Private Property.” The tiny tree bearing the inscription, bobbed up and down as if daring him to come on. It was easy to float down stream, and besides, what right did anyone have to keep him from going anywhere he wished? A faint smile appeared on his face as he turned the nose of the little craft back towards the hotel. No one could suspect that Vincent Polgrave would commit that dire crime of trespassing, for his brown hair and eyes, and his whole manner, spoke of nothing, but honesty. The boat was drifting down-stream. How could anyone blame him for going ovet the dividing line when he was not handling the boat? How surprised he seemed when he found himself upon the forbidden water and behind the sign, that seemed to be saying, ‘‘All right, Smarty, but you’ll have to pay for it.” The banks of the stream suddenly fell away on all sides and the canoe glided slowly and safely into a miniature lake. Only occasionally did an overhanging branch cast its troubled shadow upon the water, for the trees were all far back, and allowed a soft carpet of grass to grow undisturbed to the edge of the lake White and yellow lillies and purple flags dotted the edge of the stream, while farther down a double-arch stone foot bridge crossed over. ‘‘It's no wonder the people put up signs to keep the public out,” he said, half aloud, “1 be lieve if 1 had such a place as this, I'd be just as selfish as they.” Yes, all this was certainly very pretty, but Vincent had no eyes for it. Another sun had risen. He was gazing, or rather staring, in silent surprise and admiration at the figure on the grassy bank. How could he be to blame? For who would imagine that a Grecian goddess had escaped from Olympus and come down to him? Immediately his mind flew back to his old book of mythology, that he might find a name for her. Was it Diana, Clytie, Venus or Penelope? No, it was none of these. Thisicos-tume was not fitted to any of those.

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now, not only its cause is known, but through it many facts have been ascertained concerning the nature of the sun and other heavenly bodies. According to Newton's explanation, the one that is unquestionably accepted, tie white or colorless light frtm the sun is a mixture of an infinite number of differently colored rays. A ray of light, in passing from a rarer to a denser medium, as from air to glass, is bent or refracted from a straight course. But all rays are not equally refrangible, that is they are notall bent the same amount the red being the least and the violet the most. This difference in the rays produces the colored ribbon, called the solar spectrum, when the sun's rays are allowed to pass through a prism. Newton divided the spectrum into seven different spaces which he called red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet, named in the order of their refrangibility and their consequent positions in the spectrum. A method was mentioned if not put into operation by Newton which has since been employed in proving that the sunlight contains rays of every refrangibility from the highest to the lowest. Therefore, there is no scientific foundation for his distinct separation of the spectrum. Experiments show three kinds of spectra. The first, continuous, is one of a gradual change from one shade to another with no sharp partitions between them. The second is called discontinuous or bright-lined, and certain shades in it are much more brilliant than others. The last one is the reverse of the second and has dark lines iustead of bright ones. Spectra of the last sort are termed absorption or dark -lined spectra. These three kinds of spectra form the basis on which the study of spectroscopy is built. The instrument used in examining spectra is called the spectroscope. It might be well to describe its mechanism. Light enters a small opening in the end of a cylinder called a collimator. This contains a convex lens which makes the ravs fall parallel on a glass prism at the other end of the collimator. The light passes through the prism and alter emerging on the adjacent side it enters a telescope. A third tube contains a lens and a graduated scale which is illuminated by a lamp, stationed at the end of the tube, and so placed that parallel rays from the scale are reflected from the face of the prism into the telescope. Thus the image of the scale and that of the spectrum are visible at the same time. By slowly rotating the prism an extremely small part of the spectrum is magnified and seen through the telescope. Thus if a very minute portion of the spectrum were brighter than the rest, it would be plainly visible. The scale shows the exact position of such a point on the spectrum, the slightest movement of the prism being indicated. It an electric light, lime light, lights from white-hot platinum, lamps and candles, the last two, because of the