Frankfort High School - Cauldron Yearbook (Frankfort, IN)

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footlights upon Mr. Bryant, the great tragedian, who held his vast audience spellbound. In a moment of time this scene passed. Overjoyed at my success 1 again quickly rubbed the lamp and thought of Martha I Hen Jones. Immediately there appeared a room tilled with tiny-tats, and in their midst stood Martha KUcn with a look of joy and satisfaction on her face. While I was still wondering what it could mean, into view came the word. ‘Kindergarten.” Then 1 understood. Martha Kllen had really carried out her determination to he a kindergarten teacher. , As quickly as the vision came it disappeared. Feverishly again I rubbed the lamp, at the same time thinking the name of Karl Kraft. Before mo 1 saw a vast coffee plantation in Brazil near Rio Janeno. Leisurely riding across the fields was a large, portly gentleman who I immediately knew—from. the deference paid him by the workmen was the owner of the plantation. Oh! if onlv these visions would stay longer! Again I rubbed the lamp and thought the name Francis l’avey Then I was in far-away Alaska. In sharp contrast to the sunny slopes of Brazil stood the bleak, nigged. Alaskan mountains. 1 was destined to sec the interior of a mining camp. and. among the miners who sought their fortunes in the gold fields. I saw my old classmate. Francis. The cold scene receded, and I was once more in sunnv India, readv to see whither my next wish would carr me. The next name that occurred to me was Ruth Fox. In a few moments 1 saw before me the center of the flourishing little town of Bingham Canyon. Utah. Next 1 saw the interior of the mayor’s office. Seated at the mayor's private desk, littered with papers and legal documents, was Ruth, filling the duties of chief executive of the small city of Bingham Canyon. Mv room reappeared and again passed away upon my rubbing the lamp and thinking of Willo Wirick. I his time I was taken across the great Atlantic and found myself seated in the Ritz. the most elegant cafe in all France. To my great surprise I discovered that the lady who owned this exclusive cafe and who also success-fullv managed it. was Willo. This place faded away. and. after performing the preliminary T w n operations with the name of Gavlc Stockdale uppermost in my thoughts. I was again in America among the bcautiiul Catskills. It was among these mountains that I found Gayle comfortably situated at the head of her own household. The next place 1 reached after rubbing the lamp and thinking ,.i (iertrude Hcavilion, was El Paso. Mexico. 1 found Gertrude here conducting a cafe noted far and wide for its good things t.« eat. 1 his was not surprising, as Gertrude had always possessed a talent along this line. ., 1 again rubbed the lamp and thought of Paul Metfeld. Uc-holdl i was taken i far ofl s yrii, where I found Paul at the- head „f one of the largest and most successful research parties ever organized. . gain nty room appeared. I was tempted to rest. lor the excitement had exhausted me. but my desire to see every member of my class was so strong that I continued. This time Margaret Law-son was my subject. Upon rubbing the lamp and thinking of her, I saw a play being staged. There was no audience and i was mystified. hut in a few seconds all was explained by the appearance “f a camera. Then 1 realized that Margaret was a star in the moving picture world. This scene slowly passed away and I found myscll still comfortably seated in the chair holding my lamp. Again 1 rubbed my lamp. This time 1 found myself in the old town of Salem. Massachusetts. Upon passing along the streets my attention was drawn to a large sign in the window of an important bookstore which read. Tor Sale Here. The Modern Woman,’ Nettie Duke’s Latest Publication.” Once more I was home and ready to proceed. • his time my magic lamp took me far into the interior of China into what seemed a mission school. Here, hard at work converting and educating the heathen Chinese, was Golda Pass. Mv apartments reappeared. I rubbed my precious lamp and concentrated my thoughts on Russell McNutt. Once more 1 was in mv native country, at its capitol. seated in the senate chamber. Imagine my surprise when I saw the senator who bad the floor was no other than Russell.

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5 a mi a tv Class fliropbecv lier years of har l work I had a! last realized my one ambition to achieve a success equal to that of Sarah IJcrnhardt—but the struj;j;le had not been without its effect for I was completely exhausted physically, and an entire change of surroundings was necessary to insure an absolute recovery. When the physician pronounced hi verdict 1 hesitated some time before I decided where to go. finally the sunny, restful climate of India appealed to im imagination and thither I bent my course. In this strange country with its quaint, old-fashioned cities and its mysterious people. I was like a child among a number of new playthings. I wandered here and there through the main thorough fares of the cities and sometimes turned off to visit the many queer little shops which line the less prominent streets. It was while on one of these expedi tions that inv attention was attracted by a quaint, little place kept bv an old man who looked even more curious than the shop. Prompted by curiosity, I entered and was at once accosted by the little, old gentlemen who was anxious to show me his numerous curios. Prom the little gentleman’s appearance and actions I felt ure that 1 had Mumbled upon one of the few dealers who have a way of procuring the mysterious, wonder-working curios which, hy searching. nia Mill he found in India. I’pon questioning him. ti. my joy. I found that my guess was correct. t once I begged to he shown some of his wonders. At first lie seemed loath to show them, hut after some little persuasion lie consented to do so. Kagcrlv I scanned them and soon I espied one old-fashioned brass lamp which appealed to my love for antiques. I asked the price. The old gentleman looked at me curiously for a moment and then named a fabulous sum. I gasped, set the lamp down, and said decisively that 1 would not pay such an unreal nal»le sum for an old. broken, brass lamp. The attitude of the little man changed immediately from suspicion to anger. n old. broken brass lamp!” lie cried. “Lady, do you know ihe lamp which you hold (for 1 had again picked up the article) is the most wonderful magic lamp in all India? In at I instant I was all attention, for I realized that I had. the chance of a lifetime. I begged his pardon and explained that I knew very little concerning such curiosities. 1 asked for further information concerning the relic. He explained to me in his queer, broken hnglish. that the lamp was the « riginal Aladdin's lamp, and that it still retained the |H wcr which enabled it. upon being rubbed, in bring before it , owner and master any person whom he might wish t see. Quickly I decided I would risk the truth of his statement. and. accordingly. 1 purchased the lamp. I pon leaving the shop I was wild with curiosity, and 1 made all possible haste to reach my apartments where 1 might experiment with my prize, bor years I had wished I might see the various members of mv class of January. 19I.V Xow was my chance. I rushed into ni boudoir, snatched off the cover of my package, and dropped myself into a comfortable chair. Who should I call for first? Hcrschcll llryant popped into my mind. I rubbed the lamp, and behold ! Quicker than thought all was changed. My small room had widened and brightened into a great London theater crowded with hundreds of richly dressed ladies and gentlemen. I lie attention of the audience was riveted across the T w C n t five

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The senate chamber slowly receded from view. I again rubbed my magic wonder and asked for Mary l.enon. In a few moments of time I found myself in the interior of one of the most comfortable and most modern homes in Greece, the master of which proved t be a native of that country who had at one time been in business in Frankfort, Indiana. 'Flic comfortable home was soon lost from view and once more 1 was in sunny India ready to find Rosa Johnson. I nibbed my lamp and discovered her in a small country store in central Illinois. Although by her manner I judged the store was not hers, yet she was so tree in looking over the stock that my curiosity was amused. In a few moments all doubts were dispelled when I saw her suitcase which gave the information that it belonged to the state pure food inspector. T w e n t v Once more I was home; once more J rubbed the lamp, thinking of. Louise Fortune, and I again found myself in Paris. This time 1 was in the Louvre; among the many artists studying there. I found Valcn Coble, and standing near was Louise. Evidently the romance begun in high school had ended in marriage. I again by magic Hew to my apartments and away again. I found Mary Kgan filling the position of private stenographer to the I nited States consul at Japan. The picturesque Japanese city vanished and I awoke as if from a dream. 1 was in a state of ecstasy. I would not exchange my treasure for all the wealth of India. For an hour or more I sat thinking over my experience with the magic lamp and recalling to mind the happy days in old F. H. S. HAZEL MUKGER. 13. s c v e n