Lincoln Junior High School - Lincoln Life Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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ewe w Mex Y -Minncap'olis Journal Photo. thLARENCEhh The January, h25, class play, UClarence, was given, January 21. It was coached by Miss Caroline Barron. Played With naturalness and ease, the pro- duction was an unqualified success, and one Which Will be hard to excel. Reuben Frank and Ruth Shier, in the roles of uBobbie and hCora, were the stars of the performance. The cast was as follows: Clarence ................................. VDaniel Bliss Violet Pinney WVW-rHeIen Toivonen Cora Wheeler ...................................................... rmRuth Shier Mr. Wheeler ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, Russell Erickson Mrs. Wheeler , ,,,,,,,,,, Mildred Leviton Bobbie Wheeler ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, ,,,..,,-Reuben Frank Dinwiddie ......................................................... John Doran Hubert Stem ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, ,,,,,, Marshall Wahl Della eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee Annie Lazar Mrs. Martyn ,,,,,,,,,,,, , ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, ,Annette Friedlander 44

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THE WAY TO HAPPINESS The gentle swaying of the branches, the low musical rustle of the wind among the leaves enticed me. Who could resist them? Not I, so I strolled onward toward the elms that beckoned. As I entered the grove, a sense of peace and quiet came over me. I sat down and leaned back against the trunk of a tree. Be- fore me was a small pond glimmering in the sunlight. A bird, brightly colored, flew into the branches above, then broke into a song rivaling his plumage in beauty. The music gently lulled me. The bird stopped his song and flew away. I was alone. A mist gathered over the lake and then from this hazy world appeared a tiny fairy, with large gauzy wings. In her right hand she carried a wand which glistened as the sunbeams played upon it and hid among the folds of her flowing gown. She waved her tiny wand, and a picture beautiful and impreSsive became visible. A small Village lay hidden in a large forest, which stretched away like an endless sea on all sides. In the midst of the village a group of merry children played. I gazed until the scene faded from view. Then another picture arose from the mist. This was a scene from a far off land. In the foreground was a miniature hut, a field, and a peasant tilling it. In front of the but three small children played. This in turn faded away and then I found myself in a tropic country. I stood on the shore of the lake on which many boats glided. As I stood watching this scene, I caught the strains of a song, low, a bit weird and'uncanny but soothing. These people, too, were happy. This scene vanished as had the others, and nothing remained but the fairy who then spoke. lIThe people whom you have seen are happy. Why? It is because they do, day by day, what is expected of them and without complaint. If you would know happiness, follow their example. She stood there for a few moments while I pondered over her words. Then she, too, vanished. I arose already happier for having resolved to do as the fairy had bidden me. -GORDON MIELER, 9A-3. 46