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

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6 KLAMATH COUNTY HIGH SCHOOL BOOMER. to be gone on'his mission when he became aware of a leper crouch- ing by the roadside and begging for alms. A loathing seemed to come over his soul as he tossed the leper a piece of gold in scorn, . but the leper did not raise the coin from the dust, saying that he Who gave from a sense of duty gave nothing. . After many years Sir Launfal returned from his unsuccessful search. It was cold and dreary Winter and he; was no longer a young man. As he approached the gate of the castle he beheld again the leper who had'appeared so loathsome to him when he had started on his'journey. The leper begged an alms for Christ,s sweet sake and Sir Launfal' beheld in him no longer the loath- some lepei, but an image of him who had died 11an the tree; for he also had his Crown of thorns and had received the buffets of the 1 world He divided with him his crust and broke the ice ., 011 the small stream and gave him to eat and 'drink. Suddenly aggreat light shone about the place and Sir Launfal ilooked up, to behold no.- longer the leper, but one who stood before him tall and Ifair and glorified, and ' h 1 His words were shed softer than leaves from the pine And they fell on Sir Launfal as snow on the brine .. That mingle their softness and quiet in one . . I , With the shaggy unrest they float down 11pon;I . 4 , . '1 And the voice that 'Was calmer than Silence said, 1 So, it is I, be not afraid, In many climes Without avail Thou hast spent thy life for the HOly Grail, Behold, it is here, this cup which thou Didsit fill at the streamlet for me, but now rThis crust is my body broken for thee . 1 This water his blood that died on the tree. A The Holy Suppef'is kept indeed I ' In whatso we share with another 3 need Not what we give, but what We share, For the gift, Without the giver, is bare. - Who gives himself with his alms feeds three Himself, his hungring neighbor, and me. i 'i , mun: nod AI rhmrgo r-I mimhrn' Numi-I m

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8 KLAMATH COUNTY HIGH SCHOOL BOOMER. farmhouse with its broad shady porches. He sprang up the steps, his heart oierflowing with happiness, for the houSe was strong and noble, and its four corner stones were Honor, Faithfulness, Brotherhood, and Civic Righteousness, and the pillars that support- ed.the porch were Peace, Contentment, and Happiness. ' His moth- er came to the door, her beautiful hands extended, and oh, such a depth of forgiving tenderness in those eyes, those wonderful moth- He opened his arms, his heart bursting.with gladness, and-awoke! Still the terrible tumult of traffic tortured the suf- fering air; still men rushed on with the insane fury of grinding greed; and the poor man groaned 1n agony I know life' s meaning now, alas, too late, too late! er eyes. u'l , mmLL Mi 0 w u IIIIIQJUIHQHHHHTTII mum 6.3 a 7?th mm ' WI $2ng m ?inifflnhlm . uh I: run ... m e vi gmtwv' MOI 2r :3; untu- -V ' $??M W m WNW 3 arm. mu ngml If H bur! mm TWNa-m m '1'! Mi Imwm 1 rm u H o .pno 7m h- ! n u Onw-QH h'm 9.5M 1- pv-w . m ' What! mu... 0'