Battle Ground High School - Tomahawk Yearbook (Battle Ground, IN)

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1924 TOMAHANVK B. G. H. S Page twenty-two I thought that you . Would never come, I've watched five Settings of the sun And if you had Not come today, I would have gone, Upon my way, I've many other Friends, said he, Waiting to hear Their prophecy. How glad I was, now, That I came. I glanced at him, He looked the same. How can I see it In that stream ? See that small rock? just watch it gleam! Well, get and hold It in your hand. Watch it closely. Understand ? I then picked up The little stone, 'Twas polished smooth And how it shone! And still I wondered As before What it could mean To '24, I turned to ask My friend the Elf, But he had gone Away himself. I looked carefully ' All around But not a sign Of him I found. So I sat beneath A shady tree. I looked at the rock And what did I see! One side was polished Like a glass. Was a miracle really Coming to pass? At first I saw What seemed to be A tangle of wire And other debrisg And then I Recognized a man, Morris Driscoll, Expert radio fan.

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G H TOMAHAWK Qwlq w---,-- 1924 PROPHECY OF THE CLASS OF '24 5313 One day while wondering VVhat to do, This thought I could Not quite subdue. XVhat will become Of our old class In future years That sure will pass? That elf had said, 'KI will return. To know our future, I did yearn. So, thereupon I fast arose And changed into My hiking clothes. It did not take me Long to reach That sandy place Below the beach, And then the same Cool, shady nook: But when at last I took a look- The water was A muddy hue. Now I was there, VVhat would I do? My body ached, My feet were sore From traveling to This distant shore. I thought that I VVould take a rest. To learn our future, I'd done my best. I sat and looked Into the stream. I thought I saw A tiny gleam. Yes, sir! My Elf Had come again To tell me of Our own class when From school we all Are far away, At some long-distant Future day. He wiped the mud Out of his eyes And then he cried In glad surprise. Page twenty-

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EsHsis- TOMAHAWK 1 924 This faded and Next did appear Our English room In some future year, Who was that teacher With her book? 'Twas Louise Dawkins I knew at one look. Then there was A beautiful stage The house was crowded It seemed the rageg Some famous singer Was to appear. 'Twas K. T. Cassaday, Talk of the year. All was silent So he could be heard, His voice was like That of a bird. Martin Chamberlain was An undertakerg J. Roy Titus, A fancy baker. Bessy was a Music teacher, Lewis Gross, A solemn preacherg Mildred was clerking In a store Selling fine dresses And hats galoreg George McCullough with Pencil and pad, Was among the greatest journalists To be hadg I saw the Senior class next year, Merrill McCahan was With it here. I saw a little Fashion Store, Pearl Maxwell printed On the doorg Luella was married And happy of course, She had taken him For better or worse, just I was left How my hands shook, I dropped the rock Into the brook, Before I ever Got to see What the future Held for me. Page twenty-three