Gainesville High School - Hurricane Yearbook (Gainesville, FL)

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Living through the mortal summers, when such a length of years had come, I saw Katie wisely managing children in an Orphans' Home. Then a hand did pass before me, pointing to an author's fame, And the novels that were written, won for Lucille a world-wide name. Now my classmates, men are workers, ever reaping something grand, So we see industrious Jimmie, gathering harvests from the land. And my classmates, I'll surprise you a greater wonder ne'er you'l1 hear, For I saw Fred sailing onward, to a bright and gay career. Saw the flocks and flocks of people crowding to a rninstrel show. Then saw Fred, the happy owner, selling tickets at the door. Is it well to wish thee happy, Mamie, now our only bride? Filling home with love and gladness, as the years do onward glide. Through the shadow of my dreaming, lo, I stooped to find a Pearl. In my pathway softly gleaming, shedding light to all the world. NN'ith her gentle art of healing, as our heroes bravely fall, She with tenderness comes stealing, answering to her country's call. So, my vision slowly vanished, ere my future I did see. And I sat still idly wondering, what the years might hold for me. Till the thought be up and doing. You hold your future, can't you see? It is the pluck of 1913,-that'll mark your fate in '23, Not in vain the distance beckons, upward, upward let us climb. Let us liye to be a blessing, and of use to all mankind. -l.lTI..'x lNI.xy Gluclax, Class Prophet, 1913.

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Senior Prophecy When I dipt into the future, far as human eye could see, Saw the class of 1913, in the year of '23, Therel saw a vision clearly, of every Senior's life sublime. As the fates had now decreed it, in the long result of time. Saw our Lizzie, the self-same Lizzie, fitted to a spinster's part. Living on in rapturous glory, with ne'er a thought of losing her heart. But what is that which I should turn to, lighting upon days like these? Nothing but Yeteva's fortune, wisdom and knowledge, the golden keys. Teaching English in a college, is it strange that the wonder grew, That one small head on a little body, could carry all that Yeteva knew? I remember one so lovely, gracefully did she move and rule. Such a one was dainty Eleanor, mistress of a dancing school. Olga triumphed over custom, converting all with whom she met, Left them e'er with words of wisdom, Olga was a suf- fragette. .Xnd in my dream a throng of suitors, each the self-same aim in view, That of captivating Eva. Tell me, pray, what should she do? Yearning for a large excitement, after dodging Cupid's dart, Eager-hearted, merry Eva, sailed abroad to study art. Sweeter than all sounds of Nature, sweeter than all songs e'er sung, Berniece filled the world with music, pealing forth from harp and tongue.

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