Girls High School - Yearbook (Reading, PA)

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The Pansy The pansy in whose velvet soul A crystal dew-drop lies, Must show its treasure to the world When M01I1iHg says, Arise! Whene'er she looks into the pool, Its shimmering surface, clean' and ro-JI, Reflects El picture, oh! so fairg Mayhap some fairy dwells in there. -Ciara V. Kramlich 24

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The Origin of the Firefly Dorothy I. Scholl ' NE summer evening when the moon shone brightly on the land- scape, and the voice of nature seemed to call me to the woods, I silently slipped away from the noisy crowd in the log cabin and followed the winding path among the trees. They swayed back and forth in the gentle breeze, and seemed to whisper secrets as I passed. Asoothing quiet came over me as I sat down upon a mossy bank, leaned my head against a tree, and gazed dreamily upon the open wood before me. A While I sat dreaming here, I heard sweet strains of music,-tender, soft. and light,-such as were never heard before on this world of ours. I looked through the trees in the direction of the sound, and saw some fairies robed in flowing gossamer gowns of rainbow tints. Some were ringing the bluebell chimes, while others danced merrily around their queen Titania, who was holding her little baby girl in her arms. This little girl was as light as a feather, and so small, fluffy, and round that they called her Featherball. When the fairies stopped dancing, Titania threw Featherball, Hrst to one of her subjects, then to another, and there was great jollity and merriment in the circle, for Featherball bounced from one to another just like a big soap bubble. Titania's heart was lilled with pride, for her little daughter was the center of attraction and won the hearts of all. While she kissed her little one on the cheek and was bouncing her into the air once more, twelve wicked, little elves, each carrying a bag of wind on his back, stealthily crept near, and when a dark cloud covered the moon, immediately opened their bags. The wind rushed out with a mighty sweep and carried little Featherball out of sight. Titania was panic stricken, and raising her wand, changed all her little subjects into fireflies and bade them search far and wide or their little princess. Indeed, today, the Hrellies can be seen carrying their little lanterns through Held and meadow, for- est and woodland, in search of their little treasure. 23

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