George E Westinghouse High School - Sketch Book Yearbook (Pittsburgh, PA)

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Legend of Silver Lake A, To the Tah-ma-na-wis warriors, .A To the Susquehannocles nation, 6 Came the maiden Tele-etza ,Y Iirom the nation of Algonquins, 13 lll' , x f l From the tribe of the Ojibwas. i Tall and slender stood the maiden, Like the pine tree in the forestg As the twilight soft and lonely, A VVas the charming Tele-etzag , And her voice was like the IIIUYHIUF Of the winds among the treetops, Like the sighing of soft zephyrs Through the branches of the maplesg And her hair was like the blackness Of the stone-the smooth obsidiang Like a black and polished surface XVas the hair of Tele-etza. And her eyes were like the starlight Of the Sagha-a-lie. the great sky, Like the deep and clear redeetion Of the star upon the water. Thus the maiden Tele-etza Qame to wed the warrior Klumatch, VVhose great strength was like the oak tree, And whose form was like the arrow. And he met the lovely maiden, And they walked the ground together In the soft and silver moonlight Till they heard VVa-hu-hu calling Heard the calling of VVa-hu-hu, Then the Tah-ma-na-wis warriors Gathered close about the couple And the two were thusly wedded. Many moons the two lived happy In the wigwam by the forest, ln the valley of Ka-ma-kwa, ln among the hills of Kisha. But for days and days no water Fell upon the maize or pumpkins And all life grew faint and famished. And the fever stole among them: Stole upon them in their hunger. Stole upon the weary Klumatch, Touched the gaunt and hnngrv Klumateh' And the lovely Tele-etza Nursed the dying warrior Klumatch, , f Supplicating the Great Spirit A-ff Not to take away her husband. IW ft Indian priests came to the Wigwam., I Said the god was angry with themg Said that human life appeased himg Said a life must so be given,. Or no rain would fall upon them, , f But the fever, ever spreading 7 Hand in hand with hunger stalking , Would devour the Tah-ma-na-wis. l Pondered long the maiden o'er this. ', I Quietly she left the wigwamg r ' s Walked into the silent moonlight: I u f Thought about her early childhood ' A A, In the land of the Algonquins 12

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POEMS WESTINGHOUSE COLORS Gold is for Gloryg Blue is for truthg Vtlhat colors better 'l'o ily in our youth? Gold is for wisdomg Blue is for thoughtg Could colors better with Meaning be fraught? Gold we'll combine then With blue as our choiceg Our aims and ideals Thus silently voice. HELEN HEASTAND SMILES A smile is quite a funny thing, It wrinkles up your faceg And when it's gone you ne'er can find Its secret hiding place. But far more wonderful it is To see what smiles can do. You smile at one, he smiles at you, And so, one smile makes two. He smiles at someone since you smiled, And that someone smiles backg And that one smiles until in truth You fail in keeping track. Now since a smile can do great good By cheering hearts of care, I.et's smile and smile and not forget That smiles go everywhere. NELDiX BROWN ll

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Legend of Silver Lake And recalled the firelight wedding. Summoned to her side two Warriors Sent them forth to gather firewood And to make a conflagration. And they did as she commanded. Sadly then she called her people- Gather in about the firelight, lfriends of my beloved husband, l must say my farewell to you, Farewell to my chosen people. And the gaunt and hungry Indians Gathered slowly round the firesideg Listened to brave Tele-etza Sing her death song in the fireligl1t5 Listened as she warned them, saying, Care well for the dying Klumatch, To my husband give good care! Saw her jump into the bright glare, Saw her sacrifice her life there, And departed to their wigwams All in sorrow and in fear. Wakelietl then the fevered Klumatchg Sought his lovely Tele-etza, Sought her vainly in the Wigwam, Hurried out into the open, But he saw not Tele-etza, Found the slender maiden nowhere. So he questioned fellow warriors, Asked about his loved companion, Listened with the greatest sorrow. Pointing to the north, the warriors Showed to him a lake new forming Said the life of Tele-etza W'as not sacriliced in vain. And the warriors, with brave Klumatch VValked in thought beside the waterg VVatched the moonbeams dance upon itg Vlfatched the stars reflecting in it: Heard the murmur of the water. Lisping to the lonely lake sands. Like the wind among the pine trees, Like the voice of Tele-etza. But the sad and lonely lilumateh Paddled slowly on the waters, Paddled in his birch canoe And the moonlight lit the waters Threw a silver light upon it. Looking upward, the brave Klumatch, Spoke, thus saying, Seenya mano! Seenya mano, Silver Lake! Thus the name bestowed upon it. And poor Klumatch, sad and lonely, j XX'andered in the wood and forest From the n1em'ries of his loved one. ry, But when nights are bright with moonlight Q X Home again returns brave lilum1ltCh. fx Returns and hears the soft low murmur. Hears the voice of Tele-etza, 0 h ' Sees her eyes Crellected starlightl, ' Sees the silver on the water, X N 0 VVhispers softly Tele-etzal NP Senya mano! Silver Lake. ' V..-. Y Lg- , i-D Dorothy Vvolfbrandt. '27. ,: A,7f Q uv - 4, , L ,, ,5,f1:,'f 0:5 . f 13