Lincoln High School - Cardinal Yearbook (Portland, OR)

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THE CARDINAL Page twelve waters and swim ashore to life and health. He now began t0 W3tCh for some quieter current among the seething torrents. 1' . Elizabeth sat silently, her hands clasped tightly toget 16.13 gazing intently at the swiftly moving waters. How beautiful it was , how 11ke a dream! Surely this couldnlt be death. Why, she was too happy, too young, too beautiful to die! Oh, no! no! she c-ouldn t belleye that she should be swept to such a horrible death as this. Her mlnd llashed rapidly from one thought to another. She wondered what death was. It must be a long sleep ; she would surely awake sometime to the dear old life again. A scene from her ChlldhOOd recurred to her. She was standing on the river bank, among a crowd of curlous spectators: The body of a drowned girl had just been recovered. Her face was blue, the wide open eyes were staring in a ghastly manner, the mouth was open, and her dark hair streamed dankly about her face, wh1ch bore ineffaceab-le traces of the terrible struggle which she had undergone beneath the suffocating waters. Elizabeth wondered if she would look like that. What would Frederick think, to lose the bride whom he was to have claimed 50 soon? Every moment brought them nearer to the brink of the falls. They were already soaked by the flying spray; nothing could be heard above the heavy, ominous roar of thefalling waters; they were swept as in a dream through the swiftly moving current. Powerless ! Powerless ! It echoed in the roar of the waters; it beat in their hearts; it was spelled from their terror-stricken eyes. They looked longingly toward the Opposite cliffs, but already their forms were blurred in the thick spray which rose so high. Charles was about to seize Elizabeth in his arms, preparatory to their last wild leap for life, when- By a swift turn in the current, the little craft was suddenly swept behind the huge cement breakwater which guarded one side of the falls. With one great effort, Charles reached far out from the boat, caught the projecting ledge 0f the dam, succeeding in a few seconds in draw- ing the little craft out of the heaviest currents. A few seconds more and Elizabeth had taken the sails down. By this time, Frederick and the two. men had reached them. As Elizabeth was helped into their boat, she dropped into Frederickls arms and s-obbed llke a child, hysterically crying: llO'h! I felt, I knew that I couldnit die like that. I never gave up hope until those last terrible seconds when death seemed certain, and they were bitter, bitter mo- mentsf, . Soon she became quieter; she and Charles rode silently homeward, still too shaken from those last horrible moments to feel as yet much grat1tude, .but only a quiet feeling of warm comfort, when they again felt the 5011 of dear old Mother Earth beneath their feet. , THENIE DRAPER.

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lake? TH E CARDINAL Page fourteen must go to the margin but must not look upon the sacred waters, for, at the fatal moment of their first will have come to an end? He ceased speaking. Each heart was anxious to go upon the great mission, each warrior was eager to see their beloved chlef depart for the Land of the Great Spirit. There was the stalwart son of Mazama, who would be his fathefs successor. Surely he would be asked to go on this journey, surely now was the time that he was to gaze on the lakes and derive his power for governing the Klamaths. Ah! but it would be a long journey. Perhaps the Great Spirit might will that he should never return. Could he leave Wanda, that most beautiful of Indian maidens? But leave her he must if duty called him. At length Mazama spoke again. liKlamath, son of Mazama, the Great Spirit has said that you must a accompany me. You need not fear for Wanda: the beautiful Indian maiden will also go? Five other great warriors were chosen and all was gotten in readi- ness for the departure. Klamath was happy. The journey held no more regret for him. He was to see the great lake and W anda was to go, too. . As the sun rose over the hills the party set out on their journey. For many days they traveled through forests of pine and hemlock, over rippling streams of crystal waters until they at length descended the hills of the Siskiyous and neared their journeyis end. Mazama was disturbed. Night or day he could not rest, and the warriors feared that everything was not well. After many days he called them in council. . nMazama is greatly troubled? he began, lifor he has brought death to his people. In the days of his youth he did not respect the sacred- ness of the great lake. The Great Spirit has now'decreed that you must look upon the lake. Nay, furthermore, he has said that Wanda. the loved one of Klamath, must accompany Mazama in his last long journey. Klamath will never rule over the great and happy people of . his father, but will be haunted to death by the evil spirits of the great A great awe fell upon the company. By an unaccountable influence they were drawn on. At last they stood on the banks of the lake. The sun was setting in golden splendor on the western bank. Long and earnestly gazed the Indians; not a muscle moved; every nerve was strained in au intense effort to see in the waters of the lake what the future of their race might be. Slowly the last rays faded away. At last Mazama broke the silence with a sigh. liIt is all over. The glory of the Klamaths will fade a ' wa ust as thitsuu, has faded. We shall not rise again; our name wilifljae for go en. Klamath drew back in fear for over the . , glass. waters of the lake came a canoe. As 1t approached them, Mazama grew Wanda toward ,,,,,, glance, the power of the Klamaths