Fairfield High School - Quill Yearbook (Fairfield, IA)

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Visions Hn the Mist LOWLY the mist faded The face upon the pillows was her own yet Susan was looking down upon it and by her side stood her old friend Clmk long since de parted from this life Come she beckoned and Susan followed her out of the room with its still form through the hall and out into the air But the yard was strange and full of people and Susan turned to escape back into the house only to find that Where the door had been were gates of shining pearl and Max Guyer in the un1form of St Peter s first assistant was locking them with a huge golden key Dignity forbade him to notice the new arrivals beyond a lofty nod and a wave of the hand toward the first group on the green Where the fountain had been stood a revolving table with Viloma and Maude Selma and Hallie all working around it They were cutting patterns for new babies mouths and being artists they had made almost all of them Cupid bows Clmk sat down to help them but Susan ran across the lawn and straight down the terrace expecting to find a street below Before she could stop herself she was plunging into the waters of a little brook flowing beneath It was so shallow, however, that she waded across, to where Fern Larson and Wilson Atwood were sitting on the opposite bank. She had stumbled into the Fountain of Youth, and this was their week for operating it. They, were younger than she had seen them last, and as she looked at her own image in the water, she saw that she, too, had regained her lost youth. As she gazed, Helen Baker, coming up, recognized her, and led her triumphantly away to help judge the merits of each competitor in the match for the Second cycle chess championship between Waldo August and Ruth Turnipseed. It was held under a large maple, and shar- ing the shade were Leonard Scovel and Robert Rider, stringing harps between glances at the game. Not far off was the lily-garden, where Susan could see Laurine Routson cutting bouquets, and chatting with Gail Swanson and Harold Switzer, who were in the suits of the Celestial Under-Gardeners Union. On the other side a road led down the hill, and near it were Harriet Lyon and Ruth Stuckey, busily cutting the flowers off the Primrose Path. Just as she saw them, a strawberry fell on Susan's nose, and looking up, she saw Tubby Russell, hugely enjoying his rest hour in the Strawberry Tree. He came down, dragging Verl Sammons reluctantly with him long enough for Hellos, and then insisted on escorting her to a street not far away. Two taxi-chariots came driving up over the transparent gold pavement, and while she was admiring them, Tubby was wrangling with the taxi drivers, Irl Yanaway and Milford Parsons, which of their chariots should have the honor of driving them to the Third Cycle Stair. Finally Tubby took one, and Susan the other. At the Third Cycle Entrance, the Super- in IlllllIlIIllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllIllllllllllllIlllllllllllfill' 'llF'lIllIIllIIIIIIllIIIIIIIIIlllllIllIllllIlllllllllllllIIlllllllllllllllllllllll 4 s Lf V X O O O 7 . . . U . ,, . r 9 ' GK Y! 1 I ! 7 ' 7 ! . Y , : s . . . , . , . . y 7 3 . . . . , . ' J , . ! , . iii: J llllllllllllllllllIIIIllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllIllllllll IllIlllIllllllllllllIllllIllllllIllllllllllllllllllllllllll llllllllllllllll g,.J