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

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:2 LINCOLN: .0 a I PROGRESS! LINDY MADE IT INDY was a fine young lad, Courage he had always had. His aeroplane, Oh, how heid Hy it. Progress! Lindyid try it. Fearless, peerless Lindy flew Across the mighty ocean blue. A game with death,aLindy played it. Progress! Lindy made it. He stayed in Paris for awhile Taking honors with a smile. Modesty! His acts displayed it. Progress! Lindy made it. Our government soon called him back Heaping honors on his back. His course? for Washington he laid it. Progress! Lindy,d made it! WILLARD OTT ;Xf COL. CHARLES A. LINDBERGH N through the Night flew the HLone Eagle . Through day and night, rain and fog, he Hew steadily on towards HGay Paree. Then, some 33 hours after he left the Hying field at New York, the huge throngs that gathered at the Paris Hying field saw a tiny speck in the sky. iiHe made it! they cried. Then came Lindberghis most dangerous incident of the trip, landing amidst that surging mass of cheering humanity. After C01. Charles Lindbergh,s momentous Hight, he became the Hhero of the day. The Whole world acclaimed him. The praise he received hourly did not affect his character, and he remained the same modest Lindy as he was before his historic flight. Everywhere he went, his ever ready smile and modesty made him a favorite. On his Good Will Tour to the Latin American countries, he did more to promote good will than a dozen ambassadors, and he well deserves the name, HThe Ambassador of the Air. Colonel Lindberghk sole ambition is the advancement of aviation. He tiew over the Atlantic; not for his own personal welfare, but to prove that the ocean could be crossed in an aeroplane. Lindbergh is brave, courageous, calm, and, above all, modest. His Hight well deserves to go down in world history, among famous events. MEYER LAX E581

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72 ' LINCOLN i gm 5 9 - in mm THE PROBLEM SOLVED ONE of us could understand what was the matter with Mabel. No brighter, dearer, more obedient lass was ever seen. It happened one day on being told she was to have her picture taken, she positively refused to have it done. In vain we coaxed, argued, and held out alluring prospects of sugar plums and rides-but no. Mabel insisted that she did not want her picture taken and no induce- ment could influence her otherwise. HShe may not be feeling well, today,,, I suggested. uLetls wait until tomorrowfy But the next day found matters no better. If you are not willing to have your picture taken, you may not go down town with me, but go to bed instead and stay there until I come back,,, was the decision. It was nearly six when I returned. I went upstairs and peeped into the room where . IVIabel lay. She was asleep; her little arms were tightly clasped around her doll, as if for sympathy; her eyes were swollen, her Cheeks flushed; and every now and then she caught her breath with a half sob. Presently we sent her up some dinner, then I went up to see her. She promised she would have her picture taken, if she might wait until after her birthday which came the next week. Mabel had been promised a party, and a doll carriage, and for weeks had been counting the days. Why she should want to wait until after her birthday we could not tell, until a few days later, when going past the nursery, I saw little Mabel sitting on the floor talking to Dinah, her beloved doll. Dinah, she said, ITm going to have my picture taken next week. Then I shall die and go to heaven. Cousin Mary did and everybody does. Ilm going to have my party first. I didnlt want to die now at all, and I was naughty and cried. But mamma wants the picture so she put me to bed that day, you remember Dinah ?, you went tooeThen I was sorry I had been naughty and I told her I would go? My heart fell and I rushed into the room and told her it was all a mistake to think that she would die after having her picture taken. A little while later, radiant with pleasure she was talking to her doll again. 0 Dinah! it was all a mistake. They don,t die after having their pictures taken and I shall stay with mamma, and papa, and you after all? GRACE MANDEEN, Sei'enth grade

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A SAD MISTAKE ME thinks I'll be a stirring Mistress Crocus said one day, llFor I see the buds all waking, They will soon be out to play. Yes, we Will be a-dancing In the warm and soft spring breeze. But, hark! What is it that I hear? Itls a pussy willowls sneezelll NOW When a Willow sneezes, It means itls very cold For it takes a lot of freezing T0 daunt a pussy bold. So once again Miss Crocus sank Into a sweet repose Thinking very sadly, that Itls a cold north Wind that blows. So it came about Miss Crocus Missed her cue from Princess Spring To come and join the others In the Charming fairy ring. And all because Torn Pussy Will His mother had not heeded For, Tom had thought, that overshoes And mittens were not needed. aLENORE LEVITCH, 8A l59l