Central Junior High School - Cauldron Yearbook (Marion, OH)

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. v 1' 4 .1 si' T- ul ' 3 W i Sw' Ta i E 'i ,. 4 !: ug F kr, 'T fc' f I A 1 .I r,s ef.o-fx! -fi MT? if .1 V 1 Ver 'rf J .4 ,I J.. IJ' lx: I t The Great Spirit Speaks. . ' Off at last. Well, I'm.certainly glad, much as I 3 I it's for the best for don't think so, but o outside the stage coa PONY, Peggy- We have to go it is the safest plac it would be so muah f I suppose that ' I, Molly Livingston, atter. Daddy is did hate to leave dear old Philddelphia, and father says that it is. f course that doesn't m ch riding Turk, and brother Hal is riding my clear to San Francisco for father says that e for us during the civil war. I know that un if I were riding a horse but father says, No , and mother and Aunt Jane lifted their hands in despair, horror, and everything dreadful' so here I am, cooped up in a stage . J coach with mother, Aunt June, Sarah, my dutiful sister, and Martha, a horrid old-thing wh SEVENTH DAY: Mother, Aunt Jane, Ma settlement in one of 0 does our cooking. As I feared the coach has broken down. rtha, and Sarah are staying at a little the valleys. But joy' Father has finally consented that I go with him, Hal, and the driver. TENTH DAY: Tomorrow we go through Danger Pass , where the Indians lurk. I am having a gorgeous time and everybody treats me just as if I were a boy. ELENENTH DAY: Ifve so much to tell you and Ifm still shaking from this morning. We entered Danger Pass this morning and at noon we stcppedh I went up on a ledge where the coach driver was getting lunch, The horses were up there, too. Ifd just been up there a little while when I heard a terrible noise. Upon looking down, cautiously, I saw father, Hal, the coach driver, and Indians. Daddy and the coach iriver were aganst the rockg Hal, with an arrow through his leg, was lying beside theme All three were holding their guns, There were at least thirtynfive Indians. I didn't know what to do so I did the iirst thing that I thought of: I remembered that Indians were superstitious so I threw a rock down and said stlemnly, 'The Great Spirit syeaketn, 0 Indians. Hear ye. Hear ye. Trouble not the white nan, depart ye before I send ye no water to quench year ahirst and i,'- the thirst of your ' crops. I donft supnose that they knew what I said, but it worked. They did run. Faster than Hai ran when he won the running race. Hal, father and the coach driver have been pralsinf me ever since. Well, here we are in San Francisco and I know that I'm going to love it, We are having a lovely time and I am having , ,I my flihg whiee I may, because mother and Aunt Jane arrive MQIEE week after next--the only fly in my ointment. ' 2ij..gg5 B - 1? U ,l?g Y Mary Ikisher. D, ,,,5Q,,M - .41 I .elif QQ., l JZ6 W -. I