Lick Wilmerding High School - Commencement Yearbook (San Francisco, CA)

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llfillilllfll life 015132 Quest nf the rincess NVENDELA HAXVKINS, ZSJ HE princess walked in the garden green, Half merry and half sad, And she sighed, did the princess Madeline, COh, a fairer damsel has never been seen!j As she walked through the garden, in crimson clad. Yet reason enough had she to be glad, For not her slightest fancy or fad XVent ungratified by her loving dad, Or her mother, the stately Queen. Yes, all she could wish for, that she had- And yet today she was almost sad, As she walked in the garden green. And she looked on the ground, and she looked in th But wherever she looked, there was naught as fair As herself. and she sighed again. Oh, what is the use of my jewels rare? Or of castles and gardens, if Joy is not there? Cried Madeline, in the depths of despair. The princess walked in the garden green, And she frowned with the depth of her thought. llll go search for the one thing I never have seen, lVhich is True Happiness, said Madeline, For I know it can never be bought. Then she robed herself in her oldest gown, And put off her jewels, and off her crow11. She left the castle, and wandered down The long bright road that led from the town To a land that nobody knew. And on the road she met more than a few XVho looked at her curiously-as so would you, If you met on the highroad a maiden as fair As the princess Madeline, She saw a knight, and she saw a clown, A lord with his escort, a monk in his gown , A miser old with an awful frown, But none could give her the slightest clue, So she wandered on, the wide world through. But when she came to her home again She was weary and tired and very fain To rest herself. And her soul was sad. 'tln my travels, I've never met anyone glad Enough to teach me the Road to Joy I Sighed the Princess Madeline. llPage 2211 9 Ill

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QI gg, itfemifzr life Ie HGoodbye, Suzanne, Anna softly said. Anna sat down in her chair and tried to sew, but she could not. Paul was dead in Montreal, and maybe Jacques was in danger, too! Cold chills crept up her back and her whole body seemed to stiffen. She pictured Jacques, her darling son, lying cold and lifeless. Suppose that Peter found. no letter at the post-office! Suppose they never heard from him again! The blood seemed to go thundering through her veins and her heart stood still at intervals. Jac- ques with his dark eyes and curls. No, of course it was impossible. And yet- his friend Paul was gone . . . She could not take her mind oti' it. Her brain seemed to work on one thing only: Jacques! All afternoon Anna sat rigid in her chair, fear gripping her heart. Finally the little bell in the church, striking six, woke her from her trance. She found her body stiff and numb with cold. Peter would be coming home soon now and bringing no letter from Jacques. Cold sweat stood on her brow as she moved slowly to the window. Soon Peter's form rose in view, and through the mist of her tears Anna saw a small white object in his hand. XVas it a letter ?-e-no- yes! lle was waving it toward her. Quick joy seized Anna, but it was too much. She had worried so much illlkl was so weak and old that terror had worn her out. Slowly she sank to the Hoor pale and trembling 'ind did not rise -ifraiii. : ' nu f f :sf Gxxjii-EQLIQ The least uf Qlibese IIILDEGARDE THORUP, 3OJ HE grey, foggy day was drawing wearily to a close, and the tired crowds were hurrying home, where warm dinners and soft chairs awaited them. A lone robin sat on the corner of a roof, its piping quite unnoticed by the multitude. Suddenly between the noise and rumble of the automobiles and street cars arose a shriek. The traffic came to a halt, while a little crumpled form was removed from beneath the wheels of a big car. C 'No fault of mine, the neat-liveried chauffeur explained glibly to the big policeman. HShc just ran out in front of me before I could stop. 'fAll right, move on there, said the policeman. 'fAny one know her or who her folks are? No one in the crowd seemed to. A kind-hearted man wiped his eyes. HPoor thing, he murmured. The big, black ambulance elanged up to the sidewalk. The still little shape was placed inside. The ambulance moved off, the crowd went on about its affairs, and the little incident was soon lost in the bustle of the streets. A lone robin sat on a house corner, its tireless chirping still unnoticed by the heartless worldg while a broken-hearted mother sat mourning for the child who would come home to her no more. llPagc 2111

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?LfUlUHf?L life But a Prince waifed there in the garden green, And he taught her a thing that was very plain, And is true now as much as it ever was then. Happiness comes not to one alone, But to two who seek it togetherf' said he, Said the Prince to Madeline. 4'Oh, oh,H said the princess, Umy heart is glad, As she walked in the garden green. But now she was not alone, as before, For the prince walked with her, and more and more Madeline was happy, was joyful and glad, And her soul was all serene, As she walked with her Prince through the garden green 37 Awimnnn BLOCK FoR BEST POEM GXJQQJLIS bupbumure in Bistress ELIZABETH PATTERSON, 30J O Fairy Queen, I need thee, llelp me in my plight! Make of me a poet, Just for tonight. Make of me an Emerson, A.. Teasdale, or a Poe, A Longfellow, a Lowell, Or any one you know. I need an inspiration, Just a line or two, I need it for an Annual, May I depend on you? Did you say no? You cannot help A girl as old as I? Alas, no poem for the LIFE, And all will wonder why! IlPage 2311