Chenoa High School - Chenowan Yearbook (Chenoa, IL)

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J-'J'f.r J 4 '1-J J rested upon them. Catherine Schopp led the progressing caravan and later Jerome Bauman took her place. Ear-ly one morning the white walls of a city were seen in the distance. The caravan had crossed the desert, encountering every hardship, enjoying all pleasure, and now stood outside the gates of Oppor- tunity, awaiting entrance. Someone was calling. I opened my eyes. Night had fallen, and the sky was sprinkled with twinkling stars. Again someone called. I arose and left my memories. ELOISE Srmsm. SCHOOL LOYALTY Mr. Meeker, our band director, has composed a march to be used as the school song. The English IV class wrote words for this music, and Wayne Augspurger's verse was chosen by the student body as the best. The words are given below. Come let us stand And cheer our boys, For they are lighting hard to wing They play because they love to ' Fight for Scarlet and for Gray, G0 smashing through, Old faithful lads, For we are fighting hard with you. XVe are loyal to our high school And the ones who have fought for C. H. S. l2ll ., J

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Jf'J'4r'l a 1-J SENIOR MEMORIES I lay dreaming beneath the cool branches of the weeping willow trees, listen- ing, and watching the gentle lapping of the soft green water upon the warm sand. The sun was sinking lazily in the western sky and as I gazed across the mur- muring lagoon. to the tropic trees and purple mountains, beyond which the sun was slipping slowly-memories came back to rne. lt was in the year one thousand nine hundred and twenty-nine that a tribe of wandering youths adventurously set out upon the great desert, not knowing where to go. A young sheik, Cecil Osborn, was chosen as the leader. The caravan moved rapidly at first. Gay shouts and laughter ruled, but this could not last. These carefree youths became weary of the sea of toil and scanned the horizon in search of some dark object which later might give rest. Another sheik named Merle Myers took Cecil's place and the journey continued. One sultry day when the provisions were near exhaustion, a dark object was sighted. As the company drew rearer, the object took shape in the form of trees, green grass, fruit and water. Shouts of delight and thankfulness were heard above the moving caravan. Everywhere people reclined in cool shadows. Shy lovers met beside the well and whispered gentle words. Early one morning the caravan left the beautiful oasis and started again upon the great desert. for the youths had heard that another hostile tribe was coming. Three fair maidens were chosen as leaders. Mabel Frederick led for a while, but soon deserted her followers to join another tribe. Eloise Streid took her position and later turned it over to Catherine Schopp. Vxlearily and toil- somely the expedition moved on. Another oasis was reached and again everyone was happy. A I nodded. The birds had ceased to sing. The water had turned to a deeper hue and its surface lay motionless. The mountains were black against the evening sky. Twilight was falling. Again I nodded. The caravan was leaving the restful oasis. Cecil Osborn again led his com- panions. The company moved quickly and rapidly. Time was short and no rest was in sight. Hilton Dunham received the position of Caliph, having supreme power and dignity in all matters. A few of the youths lagged behind. One day all eyes turned toward the east. The sky became dark and then turned from dull red into fiery crimson. A sandstorm! If only shelter were near. There was no time to lose. Amid the confusion and turmoil, cries of bewilderment were heard. The sand was blowing hard, blinding the frightened youths. Sud- denly great dark objects loomed before the oncoming caravan. Another oasis! This meant shelter from the storm, rest and pleasure. Many days were spent there and friends were made. Once more the caravan set forth. The carefree youths who had first started upon the journey now felt that some responsibility l20l l lull -ll- - l li an l

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