Chesterton High School - Singing Sands Yearbook (Chesterton, IN)

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THE GRADUATE TWENTY-THREE , Q' . 1 umnrz-1

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TXVENTY-TWO THE GRADUATE Our next stopping place was beside Gladys Eggleston and Gertrude D1'ake. They were talking very rapidly. At Iirst I did not know what their conversation was about, but when I saw that they each had a piece of tissue paper about six inches square, I readily guessed that the topic of discussion was t'Teacher's Exam. Questions. They were asking and answering the questions. I stood and listened for a while, and before I left I heard Gertrude say in her disgusted manner, Well I don't think those are fair at all. What do we know about that? Oh, I'm so mad. Gladys' answer was the usual giggle. On the same grassy plot not far from where Helen sat I saw Lydia Brockmiller. She was engaged in studying the essentials of history. She stood beside a large bookcase, which con- tained many volumes on Modern and Mediae- val History. She seemed to be very busy. One book after another she took out, opened, examined, and put back. It amused me quite a little to see her pull out all the books in the Case before she discovered that the one she wanted was on the ground at her feet. This discouraged her so very much that she slam- med the door to the bookcase, and walked away leaving the mysteries of the Middle Ages to be solved by some one else. I thought that I had stayed in the cave long enough and so pointed to the path that turned from the heart of the strange place that I had entered and motioned to my guide to go on. l felt, that I had seen all that there was to see in the cave, but I had not. There was more yet. O11 one side of the path which we had just entered I saw a beautiful lake. It was not very large and the water was still and as clear as glass. A little out of curiosity and a little for the sake of the beauty of it, I went to look at the pond. Imagine my surprise when, as I looked down into the depths of the lake, I saw an image of myself. I seemed to have a XFN F piece of paper in 1ny hand. My mouth was moving and although I did not hear my own voice, I hurried away as fast as I could. I have often thought afterwards that I had cer- tainly been put away in a pretty safe place where I could sing t?r all I wanted to, dis- turbing nothing but the fishes in the bottom of the lake. We were now on our way out of the cave but there were still many things to see. The next person that I saw was Edward Peterson. Beside him sat Miss Linstad. She had just finished dictating a long story to him. He had been informed that he had to typewrite it in less than five minutes and that it must be perfect, or something dreadful would happen to him. Poor Edward! at his side was an eraser the size of a brick but he did not have time to use it. He struck the keys with such vigor that the whole machine toppled over on him several times. When I had watched this performance for a short time and had seen the expression in his face, I thought I had better go or I might hear something that might not sound very well, so we moved on. Near the exit from the cave, I made my last stop. There stood Galen Brown. She was busy washing dishes. It made me think of the C. H. S. where she had learned to wash dishes with such excellency, and I saw that she was still on the job. She did not look as happy as usual, but it seemed as if her task must be done and she was there to do it. I noticed, however, that Galen was not only washing dishes but she was cooking something. I went up to the stove and discovered that she was making Coddled Apples. Friends, here is the story as I remember it. Whether it will ever come true I am not ready to say. But, I do hope that none of you will think tha.t I have dealt wrongly with you, because dreams are only dreams and nobody is responsible for them. HELEN REESE. .-was V ,Q'5l.:'-'tts 51,3-kigfgj ,flfffgf is .sl

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TWENTY-FOUR THE GRADUATE 5112 Iuniur 0112155 Marguerite Willianis - - - President Ruben Carlson - - - Vice-President Raymond Gustafson Secretary and Treasurer Colors: Purple and Gold. Stella Gossett Ruben Carlson Marguerite 'Williams Raymond' Gustafson Pearl Greene Edwin Pearson Gail Slianer Leslie Johnson Martha. Erickson Cleo Brown