Klamath Union High School - El Rodeo Yearbook (Klamath Falls, OR)

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KLAMA'11H COUNTY HIGH SCHOOL BOOMER. 3 was unskilled in such matters and had deemed not that they would disturb her happiness in this fair home. i Then it seemed that the V pure walls of the palace grew discolored and gloomy, the sunshine faded away, there was a frown on the face of the prince, and the lovely dream was gone. . Helena sat up and winked the sleep from her eyes. The sun Was low and from the direction of the kitchen came the familiar Sounds of her mother preparing the evening meal. IiWhat a ridiculous dream she laughed, and yet perhaps there is as much truth in it as i11 the story I read this afternoon If some prince SHOULD sometime claim me and carry me to a castle of my own I should hate to be f011nd i11 such a case as I was in my: dream I believe I had better go to work and acquire more skill than I have at present or it might happen so. a ' ' So she left the hammock and the romantic story-book for more practical occupations in the culinary department. 7' '

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2 KLAMATH COUNTY HIGH SCHOOL BOOMER. The Coming of the Prince. . I:R. E. A., t08.1 Helena laid aside the book very softly and sat very still for a minute that she might not break the delightful spell thrown over her by the ending of the story. It had been a story after her own' heart, rich in the glamour of medieval romance. The unfortuhate princess had suffered sorrows beyond the lot of women, but, at last, the prince had come-and all the dull gloom of .her life had blossomed into rosy joy. Unreal? Yes, in a way, it is unreal, mused the girl, and yet in spirit it is true. Perhaps, sometime, a MY prince Will come down that long. road between the fields and then ,6 a 99 it This endless, sordid, round of daily duties -this sweeping and dusting and cooking and sewing-all will be different then and -Helena stretched herself comfortably in the hammock and fell to dreaming. Gradually consciousness merged into oblivion. She was a princess, fair and tall, and she dWelt in a gloomy gray castle beside a bitter sea. Her soul was filled with sadness and wrought With ineffable longing. Once, leaning through the easement, she saw a knight, her prince, come riding through the stern gate of the castle like a ray of sunshine enter- . ing a dark room, and joy was born in her heart. She rode with him to a land of blossom and springtime. where a pure white castle rose beside a fair blue lake-blue as the smiling sky that arched above. Beautiful flowers crowded. the shore and crept up the walls of the palace, and as she mounted the marble steps, leaning on the arm of the prince, rows ,of white-robed maidens as lovely as the flowers stood and courtesied as she pass- ed, owning her as mistress. The joy in her heart waxed greater and greater until it possessed her whole being and enfolded her as in a mantle. She wandered all the day midst the beauties of the castle and gardens and the prince was ever near and new blisses opened before her at every step. But at sunset the maids came to her in troubled groups. Fair mistress, you have given us no directions for the feast, they said. And the poor princess knew not what to answer, for she '

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4 KLAMATH COUNTY HIGH SCHOOL BOOMER. The Holy Grail. WALEDICTORY ORATION BY ALICE LUCILE cox, t07.1 The San Greal, or holy grail, according to the mythology of the Romancers, was the cup out of Which our Lord drank in the last supper with his disciples; It was brought to England by Joseph of Aremathea and remained there for many years an object of adoration and pilgrimage. This cup had the wonderful power to heal all who beheld it, but in order to keep it here on earth those who had charge of it must be chaste and pure in thought and word and deed. There came a time When sin and sorrow abounded in the land and even the court of King Arthur, which was supposed to represent all that was pure and noble, was touched by sin. It was then that the Holy Grail was taken back to heaVen. There lived at King Arthuris court during this time a nun who was the sister of the brave Sir Percival. She was as pure as ever a maiden could be. It was her great desire to live such a pure life that she might see the Holy Grail and perchance bring it back to earth. For this she fasted and prayed. One day she went to her brother,-her eyes shining With a wonderful and beautiful light. .That night she had been awakened by a sound, as of a silver horn, from over the hills which gradually increased as it drew nearer. And then a cold and silvery beam had streamed through her cell, and the Holy Grail, rose-red and beating as if it were alive, softly glided down the long beam until the white walls Iwere dyed with rosy leaping colors. Then the music died away. the Holy Grail vanished, and the quivering lights passed away. She begged him to fast and pray and bid his brother knights to fast and pray that the Holy Grail; might come and dwell among them. When Sir Galahad, the purest and most. noble of all Sir Arthur's knights, heard the story of the vision, his eyes filled with the same beautiful and wonderful light which had shone from the face of the nun. One Summer evening, When King Arthur had left the. court and all the knights had gathered around the round table, Sir Galahad sat in the chair which was called the HSiege Peril-