Humboldt High School - Life Yearbook (St Paul, MN)

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T :Q .,.r I1I'l'El?All What Grew Out of the Sun Queen's Vanity A very long time ago, the Sun Queen complained to Old Mother Nature that she could never look her best while riding through the sky. 'KFO1' said N tv , 7 A . A . . . she, Xthere IS no place on earth m which I can see myselt. U The Moonbeanxs, and Starlights also sent a messenger with the complaint THZIT they had no place in which to play. Old Mother Nature put on her think- ing cap. XYhat, 'T said she to herself, can I do to please the Sun Queen, the Moon- beams, and the Starlights, that will also please the earth dwellers? H ln those days, when it rained, the water sank right into the ground, The Raindrops did not meet to make a puddle for the children ofthe ground to play in. One day, while the Rain Fairies were rolling heavy, dark masses of clouds out of the Thunder Kingls palace, Old Mother Nature was looking over a large stretch of land which had many ugly, barren valleys among its green clad hills. She was trying to think of something which would make that piece of land one or the most beautiful places in the whole great country, and if possible, to please the Sun, the Moon, and the Stars. She held out a cup made of dark leaves, in order to catch the descending Raindrops. .-Xs she glanced into the water and saw her image looking at her from the bottom of the cup, she suddenly had an idea. Qld Mother Nature went to call on the fairies who worked underground. She commanded them to assemble all the water's under the earth and send them mto the daylight. The Wiater Sprites guided the little bubbling, rilly brooks between tree and Howered bordered banks, trout and other fish sported on a lloor of colored pebbles or rested in the cool shadows of rocks. The water fell over steep cliffs in foamy, lacy clouds. ' Sir .x

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Many of these water courses joined, and made one great body of moving water, which was called River. Mother Nature let the water gather in the barren valleys, and put a,spirit named Lake in charge of them. The hills and banks, which bordered the water, were covered with trees, grass, and flowers. After the Sun Queen had gone to warm another land with her smile, the King of the North Pole took possession. Everything became white and still as the Snow Spirits covered the Land of Many Waters with the sign of the Northern King. When spring finally drove the Polar King home, the white blanket turned to water. The Sun Queen rejoiced when she returned to her favorite haunt, and saw her reflection in a million different places at once. The Moonbeams, and Starlights that dance and play in the rippling waves ot water courses, on a soft witching June night, seem to tell us that out of their desire for a playground, and out of the Sun Queen's Vanity, grew the Land Of Sky Blue VVaters. Elvira Keller An Interview With Miles Standish I had just finished reading The Courtship of Miles Standish, and as I sat dreaming, I suddenly heard a strange noise, not unlike the clang of armour. I turned around, and beheld a strange personage standing in the door way. At first I could not recognize him, but then noticing the doublet, leather boots, long rusty sword, and russet beard, I knew it could be no one but Miles Standish him- self. After recovering from my surprise I greeted my visitor, and asked him to be seated. This he did rather stiffly, because, as he explained, he had been lying for a long time in a damp cave. Not knowing what to talk about with this stern Puritan Captain, I asked him to tell me about some of his travels. Of course, I expected him to talk about Indians, but to my amazement he talked about Hum- boldt, which he had visited that day. 'K VVhen 1 entered the building, he said I heard a terrible noise. I drew my trusty sword, and opened the door softly. There stood a woman yelling at a lass, while the rest of the lads and lasses were making Indian signs on the wall. At this I began laughing. The bewildered Captain looked at me and wanted to know what the matter was. I explained to him that that woman was Mrs. Ryan who was scolding me because I never knew my lesson 3 and that the rest of Inc students were writing shorthand on the board.-'K But go on with you story, I said. The next room I came to was a large one where many lads and lasses were sitting near small tables with their heads in their hands. Seven