Caldwell High School - Cougar Yearbook (Caldwell, ID)

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Page 28 P O W W O W 1921 saw, were Leona Anawalt, Alma, Marjorie, Ruth Baker, and Wilma. Ila seemed to be directing affairs. Suddenly there broke out in the bushes, such an uproar of growls and howls, intermingled with the Senior War whoops that the women started back with cries of alarm. Then there crashed from the woods the forms of a man and a huge gorilla, locked in a death-like grip. They fought furiously for fully five min- utes, when the man got the upper hand. VVith a powerful full Nelson he slowly broke the criminalys neck. The man was our wrestler, Chilton Bryant. The mirror grew cloudy, then blank. A stupendous spectacle was before my eyes. A solid wall of high cliffs was outlined in the blaze of an immense fire built just to one side. Near the base of these cliffs, carved into the living rock, was the massive doorway to a cave. Huge Grecian columns supported the roof, while friezes of the World of War ornamented the sides. This was doubtless the work of some sculptor of years gone by. Steps led up to a huge portico which overshadowed the doorway. Seated expectantly in a great semi-circle, sharply outlined by the flickering tongues of flame, was a crowd of people, gowned all in white. Cloth seemed to be scarce in this land of barbarism so I judged the scene to be one of religious solemnity. All at once, the crowd craned forward to catch a better glimpse of a figure that had ad- vanced from the doorway. Slowly the figure came forth upon the portico. A murmur ran through the crowd, stilled by a mysterious personage in the lifting of the right hand. Lo! It was a woman and thus she spoke: I, Kerube Steensland, having been duly elected High Priestess of Yell, have gathered here tonight for the encouragement of our warriors in the coming battle. Now, let's cheer them on. Are you ready? Yea! came forth from the throats of the crowd in a mighty roar. Let's Go! ! 'tThunder! Thunder! Thunderation! We're the Senior aggregation- We're the makers of a nation- Thunder! Thunder! Thunderation! The walls of the canyon reverberated until they shook with the intensity of the sound. Again a solemn stillness reigned as the Priestess lifted her hand on high. A recommendable yell, she declared. HNow the custodians of the sacred football will approach. Then as the roll was called, each priestess came forward: Kathleen, Mar- garet Boone, Edith, Ethel, Ecco, Lola, Marie, Doris, Neva, Beryldine, Lillian, Ruth White, Frances Feuling, Emilie, all here! UHere custodian, propose the toast. At this, one of the cutodians stepped forward, holding in her hand a golden goblet, the bowl of which was like a football, and saying: Success to our men in football and to each other. The crowd responded by clinking goblets, mysteriously produced and drinking with a will. The high priestess again spoke: 'tThe custodians of the sacred basketball now step forwardf' Margaret Gray, Dorothy, Leona Ernst, Hazel Faris, Esther, Frances Noggle, Clara, Laura, Hazel Snell, Gladys, Fern, Essie, Myrtle. All here? No, where's Dorothy? Oh, I see, acting as the Queen's favorite Maid of Honor. Well, excused this time. But tell her not to let it happen again. A figure arose in the crowd. UI make the motion, sent arose from the throng. 'tl make the motion, he repeated, for I recognized him as Clarence Rawlings, but amid cries of 'tPut him out, o was ingloriously dragged to a sitting position. Suddenly the cries were hushed for out on the portico walked a stately woman. This woman, I judged to be the tribal advisor and medicine woman was none other than Miss Ida White. Chairman, and Subjects, please see at once that the space between rows is free from rubbish for the High Plenipotentiary of the tribes is on a tour of inspection. -M. S., '21. he said. A murmur of dis- n with the ceremony, he

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