Girls High School - Yearbook (Reading, PA)

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Class of 1922—February CLASS OFFICERS President, Vice-President, Secretary, Treasurer, Virginia D. Miller Katharine A. Wetherhold Kathryn C. Keppelman Helen Doly Class Colors—Coral, pink and Silver “At the close of life the question is not, how much have you got, but how much have you given; not how much have you won, but how much have you done; not how much have you saved, but how much have you sacrificed; how much have you loved and served, not how much were you honored.” NATHAN C. SCHAEFFER. I 2

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MISS KATHARINE L. MOYER R. N. TCACHCR OF HOME NURSING AND CARE Of INrANTS II

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The Purple Flower Katharine Wetherhold A very long time ago, in fact so long ago that you can’t begin to remember, there was a most beautiful sea. Now this sea wasn’t like other seas at all, in fact, it was the most beautiful spot in the world. How this became so very beautiful to look on is a very, very long story and I shan’t begin to tell it, but I shall tell you the name of it—the Coral Sea! If you had looked into the depths of its crystal waters, you would have seen beyond the shadows of huge, towering trees and swaying reeds and rushes; down, down to the very bottom of this wonderful sea you could have gazed. A palace of silver was built there, the very loveliest palace that ever was seen. It was built there by hundreds of fairies and sprites who toiled tirelessly from morn till night for their beautiful princess, the princess Silver-Bell. Silver-Bell was the fairest princess that has every dwelt in a deep sea palace. Her hair, the color of pure copper, fell from her perfectly molded forehead in masses to the heels of her tiny coral slippers. Her eyes were the color of the waters of her sea reflecting only shadows of her thoughts as the waters reflected the flowers on their banks. On her throne of silver threads and seaweed. Princess Silver-Bell reigned wisely and graciously for several years. One day her faithful attendant, Golden-Beam, came slowly and sadly before the throne of the princess. “My dear Golden-Beam, has any harm befallen our people?” asked Silver-Bell anxiously. “Alas, gracious princess, I have sad news today. A most beautiful white water lily has been picked and no one has seen it disappear.” “That indeed is very unfortunate,” murmured Silver-Bell. “Tell Orange-Glow to take her band of glow sprites and carefully guard the lilies’ home.” “1 shall tell her at once, beautiful princess,” said Golden-Beam. As the form of the faithful fairy faded from sight, the fair brow of the beautiful princess became clouded and her clear blue eyes filled with tears. “This is the third time my beautiful lilies have been picked, and 1 am powerless to find the person who has done it.” Now Princess Silver-Bell was not angry, but her father, the deep sea king had given her the Coral Sea to keep the most bautiful sea in the world and she wanted to obey her father. So gathering a band of attendants about her, she made everything ready to search for this intruder. Wrapping her silver laces about her, she floated gracefully to the top of the water in her fern leaf chariot. She had heard that her lilies were picked at sunrise, so she determined to hide and discover how they disappeared. Dismissing Orange-Glow and Golden-Beam, she slipped behind a huge reed and watched the first rays of the sun rise over the horizon. As the very first red ray appeared on the Sea, there was a noise in the forest on the other side of the sea. A carriage, drawn by four white «3 «