Catlin Gabel School - Garrulous Pine Yearbook (Portland, OR)

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E ARRU The peace p:pe w:Th a ne:ghbor:':g Trnbe he heard a vo:ce s:ng:ng and draw:ng closer and peer:ng Through The pushes he saw The Torb:dden love s:ng:ng To The daughTer whom he selT:shly adored The s:ghT T:lled h:m w:Th a m:ghTy anger and sTr:d:ng :nTo The moonl:T glade he ordered h:s daugher away :n a vo:ce oT Thunder NoT dar:ng To d:sobey she crepT away To l:e sleepless :n her w:gwam wa:T:ng Tor The dawn BeTore The camp was asT:r The nexT morn:ng W:nonah arose and sTole Through The v llage search:ng Tor her lover AT lasT she Tound h:m :n a guarded Tepee on The edge oT The v:llage The guards recogn:z:ng learned ThaT he was To be puT To deaTh Tor d:sobey:ng The commands oT The C5reaT Ch:eT u:ckly Then she wenT away To plead w:Th her TaTher To spare UlkasT: s l:Te buT :n va:n For The T:rsT T:me s:nce she came To h:m on ThaT summer n:ghT her TaTher would noT l:sTen To her enTreaT:es AT lasT Waek:ya arose and exTend:ng h:s r:ghT hand Toward The seTT:ng sun Thundered I have spoken A C5reaT Ch:eT s word may never be Taken back Ton:ghT when The moon shall have reached :Ts h:ghesT po:nT :n The heavens Then shall UlkasT: be bound and Thrown Trom The p:nnacle oT yonder cl:TT To per:sh on The rocks below I have spoken ThaT n:ghT The whole v:llage gaThered on The h:gh cl:TT In The:r m:dsT sTood UlkasT: noT yeT bound h:s head proudly Thrown back and The l:ghT oT The r:s:ng moon Throw:ng :nTo sharp rel:eT The TeaTures oT h:s handsome Tace Near h:m sTood W:nonah also waTch:ng The moon as :T Took :Ts slow course across The dark heavens Suddenly The Ch:eT made a s:gn and Two sTalwarT braves sTepped Torward w:Th Thongs To b:nd The capT:ve BuT beTore They could reach h:m UlkasT: sprang Trom The enc:rcl:ng crowd Tar ouT To The edge oT The cl:TT and ra:s:ng h:s hand :n a muTe gesTure oT Tarewell To h:s beloved he leapT Trom The crag and d:sappeared :nTo The dark valley below For a breaThless :nsTanT all was s:lenT Then slowly and w:Th a graceTul d:gn:Ty The lovely W:nonah sTepped To The edge oT The cl:TT and sTand:ng :n The spoT where her lover had sTood only a momenT beTore she l:TTed her vo:ce :n The we:rd haunT:ng wa:l Tor The dead her soTT brown eyes T:xed on The Tull moon As she neared The end oT her solemn chanT she seemed To TloaT Trom The edge oT The cl:TT buT :nsTead oT Talhng she rose ever up and up Toward The moon Trom wh:ch she had come And even now O my ch:ldren :n spr:no The season oT The PlanT:ng Moon you can see he lovely Tace sm:l:ng :n The moon Tor her sp:r:T :s happy aT lasT w:Th he lover :n The Land oT The l-TereaTTer The land Trom wh:ch There :s no reTurn:ng V:rg:n:a Moore, 34 T H e L o u S P : N E 43 F - . l . her, leT her pass wiTh:n To speak Tor a momenT wiTh Their capT:ve. She I .. J' . ' . . . ' .