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

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THE GOOD SHIP, LINCOLN In March, 1923, Lincoln, our good ship, began its first voyage. Strange and unfamiliar hands grasped the wheel. An unfamiliar crew manned the boat. Nevertheless, Mr. Lewis, our pilot, and the faculty, our crew, kept faith in their belief, that the ship, Lincoln, would come through. For four months that first year, the ship sailed with little visible success. The next year, the same crew, with a few exceptions, took control, and the same hands held the wheel. Chugging and plowing its way, the good ship continued its search for hidden gems and treasures by means of our special activities. Slowly Success appeared on Lincolnis horizon. Visibly encouraged and considerably heartened, the ship plunged its way into deeper and more productive waters. Our pilot had often said: T'If we want ships to come in we must send ships out. So the next year saw the flagship, Lincoln, and its fieet of sister ships. Special Activities, hoist anchor and slowly disappear over the beckoning horizon of Success. New channels in the search of knowledge and development opened, and Lincoln saw opportunities in these. Bit by bit, crew and passengers increased. Richer and better cargoes were brought home. Yes, the good ship, Lincoln, may well be proud of its achievements, the standard of its education, and its many opportunities offered to the boys and girls. ROBERT PARKANS. A VISION It is my. first appearanceemy debut into the theatrical world. Am I a success or a failure? I hear my cue. My heart pounds violently. Yet, as I advance on the stage, my fears vanish in the calm glow of the footlights. From that vast immobile audience I glean nothing. I can only wait till the curtain shall determine. At last the curtain falls. A roar of thunderous applause goes up that echoes, and resounds, and lives. Flowers are heaped into my arms, roses, a mound of them. The curtain calls at last cease. Back in the quiet of my dressing room, with the trophies of my victory heaped around me, I think of my first attempt at acting, how we combined work and play into joyous school days, the patience of the coach, and the faces of my classmates gleaming in the glow of the footlights. As I think of those times associated with the 01d Dramatic Club, a feeling. sweeter than all the roses that surround me, steals into my heart for Lincoln. KATHERINE HENEY. GRATITUDE Dear Celia: Yes, I have joined the Glee Club, and Mrs. Mosley, our music instructor. had me try out for the Operetta, Nearly 3 Honeymoon, given in April. Celia. what do you suppose? I was given a leading part. Oh, I was so excited! While practicing one day, Mr. Lewis, our principal, walked in. He told Mrs. .Mosley he heard me singing and wanted to know where she got chat. She replied: iiI found her strolling along in the halls. This was the first time that anybody had said anything about my voice. But, Celia, I owe you thanks for giving me the inspiring thought of getting into the Glee Club. Affectionately, HANNAH WEINBERG.

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