Lincoln High School - Flambeau Yearbook (Manitowoc, WI)

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THE FLAMBEAU Thrice again the youths and maidens Have responded to that summons. Yet each time a few returned not, Beckoned on by other pleasures. Two and seventy remaining Elave o’ercome each difficulty; Have obtained the gifts of Wisdom; Foremost were the youths in trackwork; In.athletics, fame and honor, Prominent they were in gaining. Orators can ne’er excel them; So 'tis said by those who’ve heard them. Maidens, too, have done their duty, Sharing all the Temple’s burdens; Active in each undertaking. Oft the music of their voices Sweetly through the halls has echoed. Schooled they were in all the phases Of that science called Domestic; In the serving of those luncheons None could e’er excel these maidens. Fragrant odors oft were wafted From these culinary efforts. Victory again attained they— Having mastered Wisdom’s lessons, Highest honors were they given. Rightly may we feel most happy Of this class to be a number. Tis to few the honor given. Bravely have they striven onward, Toward the goal of their ambition; From the Temple soon are going To return no more as students. For these two and seventy seniors, ‘Passed have high school's privileges; All its pleasures gone forever. Life’s realities await them, As they leave this school of Knowledge Near the gently winding river, By the shores of the Great Water,

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THE FLAMBEAU A Legend of Learning By Marion Hudders On the shores of the Great Water, Near a gently winding river, Stood of brick, a massive building; Massive, yet quite unforbidding, | With its trees and shrubs so graceful, Near it lay a bit of woodland; In this wooded spot, a fountain Brightly gleamed among the branches; Gleamed and glanced its sprays so silv’ry. To this building came the maidens, Came the youths so eager, happy, On a smiling day in summer. Came they at the cal! of Learning, Of the mighty spirit, Wisdom; To her Temple came they hopeful, To the words of knowledge listened. Through the vale the call resounded, Far and near, the students heard it. Many shy ones came that morning, Others, with a hope that vanished After many futile searches (Prompted by the upper classmen) For the freshmen’s main assembly. When the students had assembled, Learning’s Temple was o’er-crowded. Used was ev’ry nook and cranny. Many were the trials met with By those students in their efforts To obtain the gifts of Wisdom. Found the customs and traditions, In that mighty spirit’s Temple, Strange to understand and follow. Wandr’ing through that bit of woodland, Awed, they stopped before the fountain, Gazing at its shimm’ring beauty, Pondering what their fate, if students Older, should perchance, be passing. Thus was passed their year as freshmen. Years that number four have glided Onward since that call of Wisdom. -

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THE FLUAMBEAU The Storm By Beatrice Stark It began shortly after noon on the fifth day of the girls ’ stay at camp. The Templeton camp fire girls were at Lake Five for a fortnight’s out- ing. As has been stated, this was the fifth day after their arrival, and, be- cause of the storm, they were obliged to remain in the big living room of the cottage. : The rain was coming down in torrents, the wind was blowing wildly, and the waves of the little lake were lashed to foam. After the girls had finished their simple lunch, they gathered in the liv- ing room, and proceeded to establish themselves in groups which read, wrote or chatted and perhaps grumbled a little. In one part of the room, looking out of the window, sat a little girl, quite alone. Ruth Davidson was a new member of the camp, as well as a new resi- dent of Templeton. Miss Evans, the girls’ chaperon, had discovered the fact that she had been a camp fire girl in her former home, and so she had promptly made her a member of this camp. The girls had tried to be nice to her but she either did not care to becume intimate or was somewhat back- ward. Only one of all the girls seemed to understand her at all, and that was Helen Church, whose cot she shared. Early each morning Ruth went out on the lake and remained there all day, except when she returned for meals or to help with the little duties that the girls had. As the storm raged ou, it brought with it darkness, and soon the girls were unable to read or write. Some of them climbed the narrow stairs to the little rooms above, where they «could be heard laughing and talking. It was shortly after four o’clock when talking and laughter, both upstairs and down, ceased. The cause was a scream anda thud, which told of a body having landed at the foot of the stairs. Ruth was the first one at the side of the girl who had fallen, but as Miss Evans and the older girls came up, she stepped back. Marion West lay in a crumpled, unconscious heap at the foot of the stairs. | They picked her up and placed her ona couch while Miss Evans examined her. Suddenly she gave an exclamation; at the same tine Marion became conscious. Miss Evans had discovered a fracture in Marion's left forearm. ““Girls,”’ said she, ‘Marion’s arm is broken!” There was a startled cry from the group about her. ‘ How didit happen, dear?” she asked Marion. “Twas coming down, and when J got into the hall, it was so dark I couldn’t see when I reached the stairway, aud I fell ” She tried to sit up bat fell back with a groan, complaining of a quee- pain in her left side.