Girton School - Girtonian Yearbook (Winnetka, IL)

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46 THE GIRTONIAN Grace Agnes Martin juncrzsz Away from your happy school days Where you always were merry and glad, Where your friendship, love and kindness Made us happy and never sad, Go, Grace, and as at Girton, Give your friendship so close and so dear To all that you meet in future times, And share it as you did here. Wilna Soverhill Then speaks a still small voice from out the hall And answers to the name of Soverhill, And Wilna, whom we all do love, comes forth, A wee brown maiden, with a friendly smile, She softly greets her judges and Accuser. The fatal charge of which you stand accused, Unhappy Wilna, is dislike for rules- For Rules-the guiding star of Girton School. Thus speaks the stern accusing Faculty. But swiftly, fired with burning eloquence The Genius speaks: Oh, Judges, have you heard The prisoner touch her charmed violin With magic fingers, drawing from its soul Such strains as bear aloft our burdened hearts To lap them in the wondrous air of heaven ? He ceases, Wilna draws her magic bow Across the strings, such rapture fills the air As when afar one hears the heavenly choir. The judges bow their heads and speak with eyes In which bright dew-drops glisten: Go thou forth, Oh, Wilna, with the enchanted violin, And woo the world to laughter and to tears l Harriet Cuddaback Chapin CThere is a loud shout without the doors, which are suddenly flung wide, and a figure in jester's cap and bells skips lightly up the hall, singing at the top of her voice.D