Immaculata Academy - Lilium Convallium Yearbook (Portland, OR)

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LILIUM CONVALLIUM Triolets I April When rainy April comes around And Nature starts to clothe the earth, She paints with green the naked ground Wlien rainy April comes around, The streams that once in silence wound Now tumble on in noisy mirth, Wlmexi rainy April comes around And Nature starts to clothe the earth. -EL1zAm2TH JANISCH, 'z8. A Song A birdie with a yellow bill Came gaily flitting byg He hopped upon my window sill, This birdie with a yellow bill, And from his heart a song did trill, Wliich made my sorrows fly. Yes! A birdie with a yellow bill Came gaily flirting by. -AGNES MCBRIDE, 'z8. Sand Golden sands forever shifting, On the sea's great shore e'er drifting, Wliirling fast when gales do moan. Like the sands forever shifting, Are lifels moments ever drifting Toward our true eternal home. Golden sands forever shifting, On the sea,s great shore e'er drifting. -WILMA BECHTOLD, 'z 6. The Wind The wind is howling through the trees The clouds are gathering fastg The air is keen, about to freeze. The wind is howling through the trees 5 Bending them with greatest ease. The thunder roars a terrible blast. The wind is howling through the trees, The clouds are gathering fast. -CATHEMNE STRAUB, 'z8. 9

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24 LILIUM CONVALLIUM I, Dolores Posvar, give my patent collars and cuffs to the coming fresh- men class. 1 I, Margaret Smith, transfer my privilege of being chauffeur for the Sisters to Julia Finn. g- I, Adeline Vanderbeck, do hereby impart my absolute regard for the law of silence to any junior in need of such. I, Margaret XValsh, leave to Mary Louise Langan, the secret and full privilege of using my method of diet. I, Mary Williams, will the squeak in my desk to anyone who enjoys music. I, Phoebe Wriglmt, bequeath my ready fun and poetic talent to the fresh- men class of next year. Lastly, but only in part, do we bequeath to our successors, in the years to come, our places in the hearts of our teachers and our classmates. In Witness Whereof, we have hereunto subscribed our names and affix our seal, the eighth day of June, in the year of our Lord, One Thousand Nine Hundred and Twenty-six. -THE SENIOR CLASS, 'z6. Light One morning I strode 'long a pathway that led, It seemed, to the sky that was tinged with bright red. Hills in dark majesty nestled quite close To their fleecy cloud pillows, and far off there rose The peak of a mountain, white with new snow, That had fallen so that the black rocks wouldn't show. I stood by a streamlet still longer to gaze At the splendor and beauty that did so amaze Me. The colors of sky, hills and mountain so high Changed to softer and lighter ones, seeming to die And give place to others as beauteous as they, As the first rays of sunlight proclaimed a new day. The sky in the east, now clad in the gold That the sun lent so freely, seemed to enfold The tired dark hills that now could be seen Attired in raiment all shades of green. The clouds, glad to know their night's work was done, Had donned pink sunbonnets and were racing for fun Across a blue sky, and the mountain so grand Kept a protecting vigil over the land. --CATPIERINE STRAUB, 'z8.

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26 'LILIUM CONVALLIUM Blessed Imelda An angelic child was born at Bologna, Italy, in 1322, to the wealthy Lambertini family. She looked so delicate and seemed so much more fit for heaven than earth, that her parents feared she would not live long. However this sweet daughter, whom they named Imelda, was spared to them for a decade of years, and was seldom ill. As soon as she could lisp the prayers her mother taught her, she would forsake her playmates in order to find a spot where she could pray alone. The names of Jesus and Mary never failed to bring a smile to her face, although tears might have been in her eyes before they were uttered. She was not satisfied with worldly or vain instructions and always longed for religious teaching. Her governess was unable to answer the questions she asked concerning the Holy Scriptures. The mother then requested the Dominican Sisters to give Imelda special religious instructions. The little girl listened eagerly to the Sisters' words, and found it very difficult to leave the convent where she felt nearer to her beloved Jesus. At the age of ten she begged permission to enter the convent. It was reluctantly granted, because her parents felt that they could not live without her, their dearest child. When she received the habit, she became still sweeter. She now felt that she was nearer to Jesus, but she could not yet receive Him in Holy Communion. At that time first communicants had to be fourteen years old and she was only eleven. She was a zealous, faithful religious, delighting especially in her work in the sanctuary, where she was allowed to help the sacristan. She always thought her work imperfect. If she left a speck of dust on the altar, she was dis-