Covington High School - Lest We Forget Yearbook (Covington, KY)

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A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM On a cool lUlClSLlIT1IT1CI S evening, In the woods where I used to roam, I lay on natureis carpet And dreamed of my old, old home. I could see that dear old cottage Partly hidden by the treesg I could see that peaceful, moonlit lake, And feel the soft summer breeze. I could see the grown folks on the porch, The children at their play, And I saw that I was one of those Who romped till the close of day. I could see them all so clearly It seemed as if 'twere but to-day, That I had grown so wondrously bold And proclaimed my love to May. She was only a dear little maiden of ten, And I but a few years her senior, But she was the idolized queen of my life, And my one aim was to win her. I saw her beneath that old apple tree, The sun dancing on her curls, When I declared so solemnly That I didnit like other girls. That I had always thought they were silly, And not half so nice as a boy, Until she had changed my idea of things, And made a nuisance a joy. C525

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I will tell you, said janet. One night last week, after I had eome home from your house, I was lying in the hammock on the porch, day-dreaming. The moon was shining over the lake, and a path of light came rippling over the water to me. I may have fallen asleep, I don't know, but suddenly I seemed to be Hoatiug out in the middle of the water, in just such a place as this, and I saw just sueh pictures as I have shown you to-night. 'Ihe next evening father and I went into all the arms of the lake hunting for the place of my dream, and we finally found it here. I'NVe certainly owe you a vote of thanks for allowing us to have a share in your discovery, said one of the boys. At first I did want to be selfish and keep it all to myself: but when I recalled that quotation from Shakespeare, 'Soft stillness and the night beeome the touches of sweet harmoug,,' I thought if I eould bring you out here and have you come into such close toueh with Nature. her beauty and harmony would help you to live better lives during this next year at college, said -Iauet, with a quiet smile. IQATHARINE GoonM.xN, 'o9. C517

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I could see the rose on each ruddy cheek As she blushingly hung her head, And declared that she, too, loved me, And of course some day we should wed. And then, all was dark for a minute, And I rubbed my eyes to see I was gazing on the old churchyard S0 dear to my memory. I could see the graves of my loved ones gone, Then some unseen hand led the way And showed me a grave with a little white stone VVhich bore that dear name May, Suddenly that vision vanished, And I opened my weary eyesg And I lay still, gazing upward, Yes, even beyond the skies. I felt that she was near me, And my soul grew perfectly calm: A peace seemed to settle o'er me, A soothing and healing balm. I was glad that I had known her, That she had been a part of my lifeg And I felt as if I were better prepared To encounter this old world's strife. XTERTNER DEUPREE, '1o. wx- Qxbll Wf- iise i A oe. f I I , fi? , c I l? f lyjtf I sim es my Bukrl Ball t 53 ,AA