Lincoln High School - Lincolnian Yearbook (Kansas City, MO)

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T H E L I N C O L N I A N 1 5 SENIOR PLAY The Queen E Characters ' u ' r I iidc er— Ruth M. Buckner Alma Eela Taylor ' L ' he Judge G. Ross The Commodore J. King The 1 1 egga r J . King Hie Doctor R. Bailey The Peddler R. Bailey Farmer Jim L. Brooks Farmer Joe f. Clay The Farmers’ Brigade. The Jolly Gentlemen. Dorothy Zola 1 1 owlet t M onica M aggie J our Margery Louise Vincent Janet Vrva Cawper Anita Fvadene Farley Cl ea r a V era M o nh o 1 1 a n d The Captain Eugene Owens Juanita Ethel Burnett Myrtle Louise McCullough w Maude Annie Collier Fay C. Davis Farmer Boys, Milkmaids, Villagers, Bridal Party, Guards, etc. FIRST ACT. The milkmaids’ greeting to the early morning is answered by the farmer boys on their way to the field, and the tinkling bells from the pasture-lands join in the merry refrain. The Farmers’ Brigade are out in early training; the Village Judge passes that way, adjusts matters and departs with best wishes to all as the Two lolly Farmers appear, and the maids are off to the milking. The Commodore takes advantage of circumstances, is surprised by the Doctor, but, being “a man of wonderful brain and nerve power,” he eludes his persecutor. The Dairy Queen comes in from her morning walk in time to welcome the maids who return with flowing pails. Dorothy relates her morning adventure, receives kindly advice, when foot-steps are heard and the Beggar (the Commodore in real life) appears, tells his tragical tale of misfortune, and departs in disgust as Farmer Jim enters with confessions, to learn that his declaration has been so long de- ferred, that he is, alas! too late. The milking is done, but the buckets and pans must be polished; the Peddler (the Doctor in disguise) enters with his wares; Ruth has a bit of romance to relate, and Mother Monica, the Indian fortune-teller, appears with startling revelations, as the farmer boys return from the fields amid hearty demonstrations of welcome. SECOND ACT. Happy maids churn the golden butter; they catch a glimpse out of the past and are off to the evening milking. Farmer Jim, driven to the depths of despondency, is in need of encouragement, which he receives from neigh- bor Joe and the Village Judge, but Monica proves to be the Queen of Samar- itans. The Jolly Gentlemen (Farmers’ Brigade) returning ' home engage in their favorite pastime, and receive a surprise from the Commodore, whose reputation is seriously affected by the arrival of the Doctor, who rings the death-knell to all royal affectations in the heart of the “man of war.” Farmer Jim interrupts an ardent soliloquy; hope once more illuminates the sky; the Doctor catches the inspiration, and together they depart, a happy pair. Margery indulges .in retrospection, and the busy Judge pauses a moment to paint a picture of life, when the evening bells announce the close of day ; the Queen echoes the strain which is taken up by an d borne out over the hills to the maids and farmer boys, who return from labor; Ruth makes a start- ling announcement as the Vesper song comes floating in from the neighbor- ing Chapel ; the wedding-bells peal forth and the entrance of the bridal party provokes a merry demonstration of “All hail to the Farmer’s bride,” and happiness reigns.

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14 L I N C O L N I A N T II E The bond of union will not be en- tirely broken, we simply reach out and continue our course in the upward march. You would not wish us to remain since your very teachings have been “Aim at the stars, maybe you will hit the moon.” Yes, wc aimed at the stars, but we sometimes thought from the difficulty we had in reaching even the mole hills that the stars were much farther than the scientists reck- oned them to be. Our course in school ended, we go out to find new teachers, classmates and friends. We are not glad to undertake this task because our new friends will not know our strong and weak points as the old. If we become discouraged in the strife, we will not stop to fret, but do our utmost to master the undertaking and at the same time remembering the guiding motto of our school-room, “1 shall not pass this way again.” If we conquer in the struggle this will be our cry: “On, on though the world defy, Onward and upward toward the sky, I nward and onward our watchword’ll be Thru’ all of life ’till eternity ’ Teachers, you have been kind, but we leave you and others will fill our places. We will ever follow your teachings, “Give to the world the best that is in you and you will receive the best.” We know this saying to be true since those who rank highest and are most prominent have given the world the very best they h ad in them. We will grasp every opportunity and place it to good use. Then our names will be blessed among genera- tions and in the beautiful words of the poet Longfellow, “We shall leave behind us, footprints on the sands of time.” Ethel Burnett, ’ll. MISS ANNA H. JONES, Ph. B. English I - ilerature.

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A Scene From the Famous Production of Hiaw