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l J Page One Hundred Y li R THE FIRST SNOVV FALL The angels in the heavens Shook down upon this earth A snow-white covering blanket To fill young hearts with mirth. The birds from autumn harvest, Had all Hown South to rest, To let the snowflakes whirl and fall, And cover hill and crest. --Lucius Scnmrz, Grade Eight. MY TRIP TO FAIRYLAND Once I went to Fairyland To take in every sight, I tumbled here and tumbled there, And rolled on diamonds bright. VVhile traveling on through Fairyland, I met the Fairy Queen, Beautiful, stately, this lady was, The prettiest I'd ever seen. Her dress was decked with diamonds, Pearls adorned her hair, Which fell in jet black ringlets Upon her gown so fair. Her feet looked very dainty Clothed in slippers of glass, As she stood on a carpet of roses That children had strewn for her path. -Cu,xki.o1'rn GREEK, Grade Six. THE VALUE OF SIXTY SECONDS I am a minute, And if worthily spent, My little owner Shall never repent. Do not think that I am so small, For the longest time is made of me. I make the hours, the days and months, And the years that make a century. I am used by the very smallest babe, And even the oldest man aliveg I am used by the rich and poor alike, And yet I thrive and thrive and thrive. Ruin Rizmnan, Grade Six. WHEN I GROVV UP When I grow up I'll have a car, And evening dresses, too, WVith many rutiles, tucks and bows And sashes pink and blue. I'll go to all the parties And take in every sightg I'm sure it will be awfully late When I get home at night. -Biuwcnrz Mains HAGEN, Grade Four. :X S FOURTH OF JULY On the Fourth of july We have the most fun. WVe play with fireworks Until day is done. And later at night When the moon comes out We gather in groups And laugh and shout. VVe watch sky-rockets High up in the air And the big Roman candles, Oh, how we do stare! YVe must all he careful And not get too near To the big cannon crackers VVhich fill us with fear. -Carneiuns Snmuvs, Grade Six TH E SPRING PARTY One bright and sunny day in March From southland far away Came Robin red breast and his wife All plump and fat and gay. The chipmunks got a party up, And asked a polar hear, VVhile father monkey and his son Took little cub in care. The sparrows also and their friends Were asked to share the fun, While mother fox was trying hard To get the big cake done. At last the party day arrived, The crowd were all about: They were to have a lovely time, As to that there was no doubt. The robins told in gay, gay notes Of the fun down South in all, 0h! of course, said Mrs. Robin, We went to Orange's ball. And many songs we've learned to sing, They're rather jazzy, though, I'll teach them to you when the moon, Its silvery light will throw. They chirped all through the whole long., night And had a merry time, They danced the Charleston every step, And then went in to dine. I guess you wonder how it is, The Charleston step they do, But Kid Sparrow's a Charlestoner, Sure that is nothing new. -ELEANOR SPROUL, Grade Eight. 1926 ima
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,,. , Xlzltllftb A POOR GIRL IN A RICH HOME By RUTH REMHAN Stll'l'l'd Ilmrt .flradmny Group Marion dug her toeless boots into the large oriental rug of Mr. Robert Ramsey's vesti- bule. She looked strangely out of place in the richly furnished room, with her skimpy calico dress, cheap cotton stockings, much- scuffed boots, and the big orange' hat trimmed with a large bunch of artificial cherries that hung directly opposite her nose, making a funny crown for her mass of black curls. She had come only that morning from the Chicago orphan asylum to be friend and companion to Betty, the 12-years-old daugh- ter of Mr. Ramsay. On arrival she had been escorted to the room by a stiff, expressionless butler, who said that he would announce her to Mr. Ramsay. It had seemed ages to Marion since he had left the room, though in reality it had been about five minutes. Step this way, Miss, and, as if in a dream she followed the butler to the library. There she saw a kind-faced gentleman about forty, who stood as she entered- Good evening, Miss Marion, I am sorry I could not meet your train, but business made that impossible. It is almost time for dinner so Martha will show you your room and dress you for din- ner, said Mr. Ramsay. But I can dre-, but a warning glance from Martha stopped her so she only said, All right, Mister Ram- say, and followed Martha up the stairs. Martha led her to an attractive room. Martha combed the black locks and put on a filmy pink dress. Marion rebelled when Martha stooped to take off her boots. I am no baby, she said as she pulled the shoe off and threw it across the room. As she started to descend the stairs she looked at the highly varnished banister- then, quick as a flash she threw herself on it and down she went and landed on the floor. It is not the custom of this house to slide down the banisterf' said Betty coldly. Oh, I'm so sorry, said poor Marion. Betty's answer was cut short by Hobbs announcing dinner. At the dinner no one said anything but Marion, and she was very talkative. She told tales that shocked Betty and sent Mr. Ramsay into gales of silent laughter though outwardly he had a grave face. She told them how Tommy had dropped a knife on his big toe, and how Lily had taken the part of an old womang how she wanted white hair so she had applied a can of white paint on her hair, and other tales that made it hard for Hobbs to keep a straight face. After dinner when Marion had gone to bed, Betty went to the library and told her father she would not have Marion in the house another day. What has she done? asked her father. Oh, she is so horrid and vulgar, cried Betty. It is only that you are not used to her ways. VVait a month and if you don't like her just a tiny bit then, I will send her back to the asylum, said Mr. Ramsay. ' 'I ' ' The nekt inorning, Marion came down- stairs stilf :fs a poker. She responded 'drily to Mr. Ramsay's pleasant good morning. In vain he tried to' make her talk. At last Mr. Ramsay asked her what was the matter. After some coaxing she said, l'Last night 'I over- heard lyou and Betty talking and I ,decided that' if I wanted to stay here'I must act like Miss Betty. Didn't .I do fine? she said. Then Mr. Ramsay gave her a lecture that she would not forget in a hurry. If you. went to the home of, R. J. Ramsay, Chicago millionaire, today you would see Miss Betty and Miss Marion sliding down the banisters.--fReprinted from Detroit'News.J THE BOY VVHO LOVED HIS MOTHER Little Johnnie Smith lived with his wid- owed mother in a tiny house just outside the city limits. His mother worked every day in order to buy food to eat and clothes to wear. John, although very young, sold papers, and did many odd jobs for the neighbors. He always brought his pennies home and gave them to his mother. Instead of playing at night like the other boys, John studied real hard. At the age of nineteen he was in a position to take care of his mother. He built a nice little bungalow with the pennies he had saved. He and his little mother still live here. Mother only thinks of making john happy and john's only thought is- How shall I please Mother? --Wmmuzn KUENNEN Mar 'wood v 3 , Sixth Grade. Ten years old. . MY DREAM s As I looked into the fireplace, Staring at the Hame, I saw a funny little man, I wondered whence he came. He danced so many dances, And he sang so many songs, He jumped from log to andiron And from hearth broom to the tongs. He was dancing all around there, , When I woke up with a start, I realized 'twas in a dream This man had taken part. Then I laid away my Spelling book And put away my pen, D I took my sleepy head to bed, To sleep and dream again. -MAME Smnil-r, Grade Eight. 1926 Page Ninety-nine
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