Culver High School - Tomahawk Yearbook (Culver, IN)

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H' aornneaenerega-1iw7:ae-frXa'zX1?tas -fr-W' 3Hninn EVn1unahip'n Zllirnt Srhnnl Some eighty-five years ago, a dusky Nees-wan-gee maiden sat on the white sands of the shore along the beautiful Lake Maxinkuckee, gazing into the clear, cool shallows. The reflection of the sun upon the water, casting bright bars of light on the sandy bottom and upon the face of the girl, made a pretty picture. What, she meditated, is this school I heard my father talk about? Why do the children of the palefaces go there? I shall go to Uniontown to see it. Her dark eyes alight with resolution, she pulled her canoe into the bushes where it would be free from the gentle waves. She stopped to listen but hearing nothing but the harsh, discordant cries of some distant waterfowl, she gave a little nod of satisfaction and disappeared with a rustle among the bushes. As she crept stealthily through the dense underbrush she thought, How wonderful it was until the palefaces came and spoiled it all. They have chopped down the most beautiful of the trees and have made them into ugly log cabins. They have even rolled the logs into large piles and burned them. Now they have made this thing which they call a school. What is it? Again she became silent and brooding. At the edge of the woods she could see in the middle of a clearing a long, low log structure with a clapboard roof. Upon pulling the latch string, the heavy poplar door swung open on its leather hinges. She surveyed the room cautiously before entering, but finding that it was empty, she stepped in boldly. It was a long room with a low ceiling and two small windows covered with oil paper, which furnished a dim light in the interior of the room. At one end there was a large fireplace, which had been made from the first kiln of brick manufactured in Marshall county. The seats were split logs elevated to suit the size of the pupils by means of legs. The bare ground was covered with a large puncheon floor, and the only remaining object in the room was a large box in which the wood was kept for the fireplace. This was the first school in Marshall county as seen by the Nees-wan-gee maiden. By JEANNE ScoTT. 5 Q Page Thirty-four DDU van DDQ CIUU DQQ P1510 DQQ PDQ