Central High School - Optimist Yearbook (Crookston, MN)

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It's school days, school days, dear old golden rule days. Up a mu F and half Way PPQZQCQ UQ to cz Dream down again the little school house perches in its grove of oaks-a rude one-story log build- ing, its red paint scuffed and worn from hard use, its brass bell gleaming in the diminutive steeple. 0 It is still early in the morning, hardly seven o'clockg but, at the clanging of the bell, children of all ages come scurrying along the footpaths towards the school. Some carry a book or two, frayed volumes with the words Speller or Primer printed in faded letters upon their covers. f The bell has summoned the children inside. Let us look through the glassless window, from which floats a steady drone of voices. There are the rough wooden benches, the water pail and dipper beside the door, the squat stove in the corner looking like a sulky Buddha. The students are in their places, the little ones close to the fire, the older children farther back, where a strong draft blows in from the cracks around the door. The teacher himself, a lanky, ill-fed, none too well-educated man, sits elbow deep in work. ' The daily routine stumbles on. The voice of the pedagogue drones on monotonously. Feet shuffle along the gritty Hoor, the smaller pupils squirm about on the hard dren discontinue their mon- reading, writing, and arith- Jeremiah and Prudence, pore over their geography, intellects of seventeen year golden leaf Boats in on the girls hair ribbons and Latin verbs and maps of brains of our four pupils - 1 E :Q '5- seats. ' Finally, the chil- otonous recitations. Spelling metic are over for the day. about thirteen years of age, while Latin verbs numb the old Faith and John. A the same breeze which stirs ruffles the boys' cowlicks. Europe whirl dizzily in the 'Iheir heads nod. 0 They doze...and dream. Shall we follow and see where their dreams lead them?

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' The world into ijfjfflkijwfxlf 9 Scene One 59 My The Departure for the Ohio vfff ' M From Danvers and nearby points, the pioneers gathered at Ipswich, Massachusetts-now Hamil- ton-on December 3, 1787 ...Doctor Manasseh Cutler, a leading spirit in the enterprise of the Ohio Company, provided for their migration a wagon covered with black canvas and lettered with his own handwriting For the Ohio Coun- try. . . . At dawn the men paraded to hear an ad- dress from Cutler . . . fired three volleys with their rifles...and went to Danvers, Massachu- setts, where Major Haffield White assumed com- mand. With their plodding ox team they took a route south and then southwest over stage coach roads . . . mountain trails . . . or cutting their own path as they went to the Old Glade Road west- ward through Pennsylvania. Ahead of these men lay months of winter . . .During the trip and at its end possible Indian attacks endangered them. This was the prospect which they faced cheer- fully . . .unliinchingly . . .and enthusiastically. wwf' My 1 ,LMJWQ I6 which our four homespun scholars are journeying is indeed a strange and terrifying one. Bewildered, they wan- der down the long corridors of a many-windowed brick building. They are jostled on every side by queerly- dressed boys and girls with books on their arms and are almost swept into a huge basket by a little man wielding a big brush. Escaping this inenace, they blunder at last into an office, where they are set aright and guided through the jumble of halls, stairways, and rows of doors to rooms where people like themselves are learning lessons just like the ones they fell asleep over. ' But-how different- ly ....