Norfolk High School - Milestone Yearbook (Norfolk, NE)

Text from Pages 1 - 74 of the 1891 volume:

I ' ORY'OIaK SCWX)U PUBLISHED BY THE SENIOK ( LASS,: . le)irectory iSoard of Education IraG. Westervelt,President. E.G. Heilman, Vice-President. John II. Hays, Secretary. C. J. Chapman. C. W. Hraaroh. C. B. Ditrland. T eac er5. J. A. Hornberger, Superintendent, Miss Belle M. Munger. Mrs. E. P. Hornberger, Miss Minnie F. Allen, Miss Lillian Watrous, Miss Laura Brome, Miss Mary Hyde, Miss Minnie Gregory, Mr. W. W. Shultz. Miss Eva C. Nye, Miss M. Louise Swaynie, Miss Fannie Brome, Mr. E. H. Shultz. IVanljoe | Meets with Supt. Hornberger every Tuesday evening.] John B. Barnes, Jr., Chas. R. Hays, Chas. F. Chillison, Lloyd Cobb, Jennie Bowden, Maggie Morrow, Lucy Yost, Nette Nelson, Clara McBride, Ruth Olney. hjaWtl orne ©l ib. [Meets with Supt. Hornberger.] Leslie Leavitt. Roy Read, Lyda B. Pheasant, Sarah Sprecher. Lizzie Davenport, Hattie Mather. Josie Hagey. H‘£h §S cljool ©Viard . Chas. F. Chillison, captain, Lloyd Cobb, first lieutenant, Chas. R. Hays, second lieutenant. rvjemker of tVje § cl]ool. Senior @ta55. Colors: Canary and Cream. Motto: Energy Brings Success. Flower: Pansy. Lloyd Cobb, Clara McBride. Junior John B. Barnes, Jr., Alf Gerecke, Jennie Bawden. Nette Nelson. Fred Teal. §opliomore ©-U55. Odors: Black and Gold. Motto: Forward. Flower: Scarlet Geranium. C. F. Chilison, C. R. Hays, Mary Pratt, Ruth Olney, Essie Nichol, Colors: Apple Green and Pink. Motto: Per Aspera ad Astra. Flower: Wild Rose. Winnie Cobb, Stella Chesnutwood, Leo Egbert, Josie Hagey, Fannie Johnson, Laura Law, Ruth Matrau. Kate Nichol, Florence Neilson. Martha Parker, Lyda Pheasant, Dessie Overholser. Roy Holmes, Storrs Mathewson, Harry Mast. Charlie Wyman, Willis Mann. Alpha Schwenk. ■prc5hmen Colors: Blue and White. Motto: Upward Still and Onward. Flower: Wrild Pea. Susie Carter, Rosa Clarke, Lizzie Davenport. Viola Jennings, Emily Holt, Sophia Lundquist, Maggie Morrow, Hattie Mather, Maude Marks, Helen Mathewson, Mary Miller, May Olney, Annie Parker, Sarah Sprecher, Lisle Wilkinson, Lucy Yost, Frank Yost, Millie Danford, Cora Brome, Elta Lowe, Clarence Salter, Eddie Braasch, Valma Light, Leslie Leavitt, Will Powers, Roy Read, Wynn Rainbolt, Ned Wilkinson, Geo. Dudley, Bert Munson, Ervin Gerecke, Joe Pheasant, Sylvester Brome. @1 55 of 1891. Lillian M. Gerecke, Ethel D. Reid, Ida M. Batte, Edith Hays, Fred W. Leavitt. @1 55 of 1890. Allie I. Johnson, Lynn M. Schofield, Glenn M. Schofield. l mtni 550ciation. Edith Hays, President. Fred W. Leavitt, Vice-President. Glenn Schofield, Secretary. VOLUME III. NORFOLK, NEBR., MAY 28, 1891. NUMBER I. Njumker Tf|ree. The Milestone, our school annual, is before you. Following the example set by ’89 and ’90 the class of ’91, although small in numbers, keep up the custom. The record of the year is written upon our hearts and minds. The lessons are parts of ourselves, bearing fruit, according to the soil. Some of the results of the year’s work are given here. To the members of the class of ’92 the Seniors wish to return thanks, warm and cordial, for the aid rendered in the program for commencement, and for the numberless little kindnesses that go to make life cheerful and happy. The productions of the Juniors, as given upon the program, are in this volume. We bespeak for this class a bright joyous S nior year. To the business men of the city we return our hearty thanks for their liberal patronage of our advertising pages. May this Milestone bring back memories of happy school days as in years to come we turn its pages and recall the days of the “auld lang sine.” NJ tional ©l] amcter. Jennie Bawden. [This Oration won the Gold Modal at tho Hitfh School Oratorical Contest of North Nebraska, April 3, 1891.] The life of the individual is symbolic of the life of the nation, for by the character of the citizen the national character is judged. How thoroughly the early Romans understood this! From infancy the child was taught to endure all hardships and to believe that what was done for the nation no matter how much it interfered with personal enjoyments was just and right. All were subjected alike to the severest tests. The sternness of Horatius who stabbed his sister for weeping over the death of an enemy of his country seems to us inhuman. But the effects of such loyalty and patriotism can never be effaced. Step by step Rome rose until she became mistress of the world. As Rome advanced in power, gradually, almost imperceptibly. fliis sternness, this honest poverty which had elevated the Roman character gave way, the extravagance and effeminacy of the conquered nations taking its place. What a contrast is there between the frugal meals of the early patricians and the magnificent banquets where a single dish cost hundreds of dollars; between Brutus, tearless at, the execution of his children, and a senator weeping at the death of a fish. To secure office bribery was carried to such an extent that a Roman said: “Ah, venal city, and destined quickly to perish if it but find a purchaser!” Barbarous tribes began to make serious inroads and at length the imperial city was sacked. France under Charlemagne was the most powerful country THE MILESTONE. 9 of all Europe. This great king revised the laws, established schools, and founded the first university in Europe. With h 11 these improvements frugality and nobility of character were everwhere taught and practiced. Under Charlemagne’s successors a greater portion of the kingdom was lost and the remainder fell from its high estate. When the Bourbons came into power the country was once more elevated, the aim now being to make the people happy and prosperous. As the nation increased a grand political scheme was devised to unite all Europe into one vast Christian republic; to refer every petty dispute to an international congress instead of settling these vexing questions by the sword. After this the empire again began to decay, the poor were oppressed, the clergy and nobles became corrupt. The court presented such scenes of gayety as have never been surpassed. The poor man. the taxpayer, was oppressed, completely ignored and slowly reduced to slavery. This is always an infallible token of weak governing power. The laboring class is the strongest element in a nation and as long as its rights are respected all must prosper. Finally the national character was so degraded in France that the worship of God was set aside. The Goddess of Reason, a woman of the town, was placed on high. A nation with men and women in such a degraded state could not exist long and in the time of Louis XVI. the citizens are no longer men but demons. Where in history are recorded such brutal deeds as those committed during the Reign of Terror! On the other side of the globe exists a nation that has furnished more noble characters than any other. In its infancy the foundation was well laid. The men were willing to endure every hardship for the sake of worshiping God according to the dictates of their own conscience. The women shared their husband's burdens and were robbed of every comfort. This they endured that they might live in a land where their children should be untainted by infidelity and licen tiousness. Is it strange such a people should grapple with the most powerful nation on the globe and be victorious? They knewr they were on the side of right and that God is always with the righteous. His blessing was invoked ami freely 10 THE MILESTONE. given. Self was forgotten in the zeal for general welfare. Good conduct, high principles, kindness, forbearance, self-denial, and the love of justice infused those patriots with strength and courage. We think of Washington as the greatest of these early heroes, but there were other noble men of whom history makes no mention that did their parts well. What could Washington have done if those privates had shirked in duty, for no “Purpose is so great but that slight actions may help it.” Wise Benjamin Franklin advanced the cause with his witty sayings and genial manner while working whole-souled in foreign courts in his country’s behalf. All the Revolutionary heroes have joined that “Innumerable caravan that moves to the pale realms of shade.” “They have taken with them to the grave their powers, their honors and their errors but they have left us their adoration.” After the war was ended a great work was before the infant nation. Now was the time to show the training of the stern Puritans and the peaceful Quakers. It required all the sternness, all the charity of both sects to place the government on a firm basis. When the crisis was passed had those forefathers returned to earth they would have realized their lives had not been in vain. Years after w hen even the proud Mistress of the Seas had been humbled it became evident that the greatest enemy was at home. While sections of the nation work in unison.all is well, but when internal strifes come then is its greatest danger. Many years before the civil war Henry Clay produced his famous Missouri compromise: later on came the Omnibus Bill. The fiery eloquence of John C. Calhoun stirred the south as Patrick Henry had aroused the people in old colonial days. All the power of Daniel Webster could only check not stay the storm. With the inauguration of Abraham Lincoln it burst and Sumpter fell. You all know the result. If the majority of the citizens of the United States decide a certain thing must be done, the world may depend upon its being done. The stern character implanted by our forefathers is immortal. Slavery was abolished, but at what a cost? In almost every home there is some one to tell of patient endur- THE MILESTONE. 11 anee and bloody conflict. Frequently the narrative closes with, “My boy sleeps in an unknown grave somewhere in the South.” Recently the nation has mourned the death of three of its greatest ones. Twenty years hence few of the soldier hoys will be with us for “With drum-beat and heart-beat the soldiers go forth.” Let us ever cherish their memories in honor and love. Many noble deeds are recorded but the actions of the countless host will be known only in Heaven. As succeeding generations learn of those who placed their lives on their nation’s altar fresh laurels will be added to their fame and their names will quite overshadow the early patriots. Our national character is to-day on a firm basis. Ry studying the fate of fallen nations we can profit by their experiences. Buskin has said, “Do not let us degrade ourselves voluntarily and then mutter and mourn over our shortcomings.” We are now advancing rapidly. Every liberty-loving country is watching us and wherever a new republic is founded the United States is taken as a model. And thus the seed sown by our forefathers is springing up and bearing fruit for the harvest, “Some thirty, some sixty, and some an hundred fold.” WVj t §)l] ll We do Will] T e Indian? Lloyd Coim. Many theories have been brought forward for making the Indian a peaceable and law-abiding citizen. This question has been a leading one ever since the landing of Columbus and it probably will be until public sentiment is more thoroughly awakened. . Slavery never would have been abolished had it not been for public opinion and although it took a long time to arouse the people, the selling of human beings was finally prohibited. On the side of the white man, there have been treaties made and as often broken, a dark record of oppression, of fraud and of dishonesty. The Indian was the prey of everyone, until to-day he regards the white man as his deadliest enemy instead of friend. Not so in the older time when Columbus' white-winged ships were thought to carry angels from Heaven. He is taught even from thecradle swinging in the evening breeze, that “white man” is a synonym for all that is low. base and vile. He has been pushed back from the hunting grounds of his fathers; he “Huh loft the blooming wilds he ranged so long. And nearer to the Rocky Monn tains, sought A wider hunting ground. But even here he is not at rest, for the course of empire westward takes its way. The white man wants his lands, and he must push on. He passes on lamenting: “They waste ns, aye, like April snow In the warm noon, we shrink away; And fast they follow, as we go Toward the setting day— Till they shall fill the land, and we Are driven into the western sea. But what shall we do with him? How can we improve THE MILESTONE. _!• him? The theory perhaps most acceptable to western people is that of extermination, believing with Gen. Sherman that “The only good Indian is a dead one.” We cannot, however, forget that “All men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creater with certain inalienable rights, and that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happi-ness.” We are living in a civilized country and age, not in the days of the Caesars. Another theory is that of severing tribal relations and distributing the Indians among the states making nine to each county. Advocates of this theory think in that way the Indian would soon be civilized like his white neighbor. Would he not be shunned and looked upon as beneath those with whom he is forced to associate? At first, perhaps, while the experiment is new, there might be some interest created, but in this country, nearly everyone looks out for himself before anyone else, especially of another race. By such treatment instead of becoming more civilized, the Indian would grow discontented and at length reach the poorhouse which would be worse than the present conditions. Others think one of the most needed changes is the transfer of his care from the Interior to the War Department. From 1S77 until 1881 a band of Sioux were under that department and during that time they were well fed and cared for, not by the government, but by themselves. All the war ponies were sold and the proceeds used for the purchase of cattle. In a few years they became better off than they ever had been before. Having reached that stage they were bundled into steamers and sent down to Standing Rock Agency. They were not even given time to harvest their crops. After such treatment the Indian does not have much desire to better his condition. Lieutenant Casey, who was murdered in the Black Hills by the hostile Indians, had a cavalry troop composed entirely of Cheyenne braves, the most worthless of the tribes, and from that low standpoint, he raised them to one of the finest troops of cavalry in the United States army. He taught them discipline and that it was no disgrace to work. THE MILESTONE. 14 They were quartered at Fort Keogh on the Yellowstone, having built their quarters, going farup the river forlumber and floating it down in rafts, cutting the boards and building their houses including corrals and outbuildings. These Indians took care of their horses, arms and grounds in a way that would do credit to a white soldier. This shows what the Indian is capable of doing in that line. For is he not by birth, habits and surroundings a soldier? It has not been until lately that the plan was acted on, but Secretary Procter issued an order for the enlistment of two thousand Indians. As soon as they are well drilled and become accustumed to the service, non-commissioned officers will be appointed from the ranks. This is thought to be a move in the right direction, lip to this time, the United States has been the only power which has not used the native as a soldier. Great Britian has “An army of 125,000 natives, classified as regulars and irregulars, 68,000 of whom can be depended upon under all circumstances as faithful, obedient and ready to aid the imperial government in any crisis.” The Indians were all truthful and honorable until taught different by the white man's example. They were always true to a trust, and never failed to keep a promise. Major McLaughlin, of Standing Rock agency, says he never knew an Indian policeman to disobey an order, or to decline a duty, no matter how hard it might be. Commissioner Morgan says, “It is a mistake to think the Indian will not work, to suppose he cannot be civilized, or to judge, because you have seen one or two drunken Indians, that they are as a rule all drunkards.” He thinks if the children were educated and not allowed to go back to their old life, the Indian question would be solved in one generation. The policy followed by the government is that of sending the children to school and supporting the adults. There have been reservation and higher schools established. The smaller children going to reservation schools and from thence to the higher schools. There are in all 278 schools and 10,500 pupils. This is a good policy if it did not stop right here. THE MILESTONE. 15 What good does a graduate of any of these schools get, or how is he any more civilized if, as soon as he is through with school he goes back to the tribe, to his wild and depraved associates to readopt the customs of his fathers? After a little while he becomes no better than his companions for “Where all is selfish the sage is no better than the fool, only a little more dangerous.” If the Indian graduate has nothing to do, he will at once degenerate and, from the observance of the white man’s bad qualities which are nearly the only thing he does observe, he will become more of a hinderance to the civilization of his race than if he had never seen a school. “Satan always finds work for idle hands to do.” If he have a taste for farming, why not put him on some fertile ground, not barren, stony or alkali soil, where even a w hite man accustomed to farming could not raise anything? Give each Indian his own land, implements and stock. Thus in a short time, if all is favorable, he will be able to lay by something, making himself more respectable. Others having a liking for machinery might be put in machine shops owned by the government, and run by graduates of Indian schools, and thus agricultural implements could he made there. Give the Indian factories for the weaving of blankets. Even w ith such crude machinery as they have, the Navajoes always had an enviable reputation as blanket weavers. If this were all done instead of being a race of idlers we would see them a race of busy, cheerful workers and the whir-r of the spindle, and the rattle of the machinery would drown the wild cries of their uncivilized fathers. SALUTATORY. Ladies and Gentlemen: It is with pleasure that in the name of the class of ’91 and the school, I welcome you this evening to the Third Commencement of the Norfolk High School. The interest taken in the schools in the past has been THE MILESTONE. Hi great. We ask that in the future it may be as great and even greater. The people have much more to do with the success of the school than they may think, for although the teachers and pupils may do their best, unless public appreciation is shown the work falls short. Although the class started with fifteen members it has dwindled to two, thus necessitating the addition of the Juniors to the evening’s program. Hoping you will find much to praise and little to criticize, I again welcome you. IVjill Will N|eVer ©rind Witl] ’Tl'je W ter’Tl]at Clara A. McHride. In the history of all nations there has been much of latent power that might have been made useful, much of hidden talent that might have been brought out, and much of undeveloped character that might have placed its country in the foremost ranks of the world. Shakespeare says, ‘‘There is a tide in the affairs of men, which, taken at the flood leads on to fortune; omitted, all the voyage of their life is bounded in shallows and misery.’ And so we find, throughout history, monuments of warning with lessons of sadness written for others to avoid, examples of lost opportunities or forfeited privileges, chances forever thrown away. At the court of the proud king of Portugal an unknown Italian navigator applied for aid to fit out an expedition of discovery. Three times did the haughty sovereign refuse the humble petitioner. Finally disappointed though not despairing he turned to Spain. Through the generous Isabella Spain gained what Portugal forever lost, a claim to the broad valleys, mighty rivers and towering mountains of America with its rich soil, vast forests, and exhaustless mines. To-day Portugal is of less account than a single state of this mighty nation. Fewr years pass without recording some neglected opportunity of advancement carelessly thrown away. We find Fulton seeking that “Man of Destiny,” Napole on. Greenough, the sculptor, said of this visit: “Fulton knocked at the door of Napoleon with steam and was rejected, and 18 THE MILESTONE. Napoleon lived long enough to know that he had excluded a greater power than his own.” Again we see Napoleon, this time on a mighty battle field, it is late in the afternoon, the sun slowly sinking in the west gilds the wheat fields in the broad valley and glimmers through the trees on the water. As motionless as a statue, Napoleon, mounted on a magnificent white charger, was viewing the battle field. Flashing in the sunlight was the cross of the Legion of Honor upon his green uniform. He saw the English lines waver, and said to Marshal Ney: “We have ninety-nine chances out of a hundred for victory.” Then the imperial guard made their splendid charge. Troopers on great gray horses with steel shod hoofs thundered down the valley with colors flying, trumpets sounding and ranks closed. They are lost in the smoke and are next seen on the opposite hill. Before them yawns a hollow road, but they cannot check their headlong gallop. The foremost ranks plunge in and the road is filled up, the rest never faltering dash over their dead bodies on to the awful charge. The English cannot withstand such a tempest, their lines waver and break before the gallant guards. The eagle-eye of Wellington sees this and orders up his cavalry. Had Napoleon at the same time thought of his infantry the result might have been changed, and Bluchercoming an hour later would have met a victorious French army. Waterloo would have been won. We know the sad story that ended at lonely St. Helena. In the history of our own nation many men have lost their one chance for success and renown. At the Battle of Long Island Lord Howe had a splendid army of nineteen thousand well equipped men. During the forenoon he compelled the little band of Americans to retreat with heavy losses. He would have taken all the American forces on the island, had he attacked the entrenchments at once, but he allowed his troops to rest and so lost his golden opportunity. The Marblehead fishermen, through the fog tup: milestone. 19 and darkness of the night, ferried the American Army across to New York. But perhaps there is no more striking illus- tration of lost opportunity than that of Hull at Detroit. He held a strong fort filled with men confident of victory. The enemy were approaching, his cannon were charged and his soldiers eager to fight. To the amazement of all a white flag was displayed, and men, arms and the whole territory of Michigan was surrendered to the British. At the time Hull was bitterly denounced as a coward and traitor, but it is now believed that he was only weak and lacked the decision to seize his opportunity. The event comes down to us as a surrender, the mo'st shameful in the history of the United States. Not only great military men, but also those occupying high position in civil life have been unable to retain the place they have been called to fill through the neglect of some duty. It is customary on great ocean steamers to take observations to see in what direction the ship is sailing. One slight turn of the pilot wheel might put the ship many miles out of its course. So one error, one neglected opportunity in our life may change the whole plan of our existence. We must then take most careful observations, that we may early discover our faults and neglect of opportunities for improvement. Every failure should strengthen us to greater effort, and with high ideals there is no such word as fail. Then we shall have few remembrances to blight our future happiness. How many of us. some with splendid natural abilities, make no effort toward improvement? We spend our precious time in idly dreaming of honor, fame and wealth. Then when it is too late we awaken from our slumbers only to discover that our talents have been buried in the wreck and ruin of an aimless life. “Oh, the wasted hours of life That have drifted by! Oh, the good we might have done. Lost without a sigh. 20 T1IE MILESTONE. Low that we might once have waved By a single word! Thoughts conceived, bnt never | en'd. Perishing unheard. Take the proverb to thine heart. Take, Oh, hold it fast! The mill will never grind With the water that has passed.’' VALEDICTORY. We have now passed one milestone on our journey of life. It has been a very short and pleasant journey thus far for most of us. We have tried to profit by our opportunities and trust that the ground work of our education has been well laid. We are just stepping over tbfe threshold of our school life and are about to bid farewell to the pleasant school days of the past. We now enter into life’s school which is always in session. May we all be more faithful in the future than the best of us have been in the past. Before we separate as a class and enter the world to battle for place and honor we wish to publicly express our gratitude to the citizens of Norfolk for their kindly interest in our school work. We thank them and say farewell. To the School Board who have given so much time and earnest work, that we might have such a beautiful new High School building, we return our thanks. You have fostered this noble institution of learning in our community which we shall always be proud to remember as our Alma Mater. For your care, aid and interest we are thankful, being honored by it. To you we say farewell. To you. kind teachers, we also must say farewell. We realize how patiently, how faithfully and how devotedly each of you have labored for our advancement. Many times your patience has been tried and your burdens been increased by reason of our neglect of duty. We now sincerely ask your forgiveness, trusting that we may always show to the world the benefit of your instructions and example. We earnestly thank you for the many kindnesses we have received at your hands, and to you we say farewell. Farewell, schoolmates! Farewell! There is always a THE MILESTONE. 21 tinge of sadness at such a time as this. The hour has come - to sever the bond of union between us. We go out from school into new and untried lines of work. When the bell rings in the fall you will take your accustomed places and go on until you stand where we stand to-night. The hours spent together have been very pleasant. We will cherish the affection which has grown up between us during our school days. We trust that our paths in life may bring us often together. With a perfect trust in a higher power than our own let us enter upon the struggles of life fully determined to lose no opportunity for advancement, remembering that “Energy brings success.” “We meet at one gate When all's over. The ways they are many and wide. And aetdom are two way the same. Side by eide May we stand at the name little door when all’s done! The ways they are many, the end it is one. He that knocketh shall enter; who asks shall obtain; And who seeketh, hefindeth.” ©I 55 Wi5‘orV- John B. Barnes, Jr. The class of 91 has much renown among us. It has been noted more for its literary talent than for any other. For example, upon one occasion when one member was called upon for a quotation from Emerson, her intention must have been to give the following: ‘-Nothing is so simple as greatness, indeed; to be simple is to be great.” This is the way she put it: “To be great is to he simple.” But this member does not seem to be the only one with this remarkable trait. Upon another time when the class were committing “Gray’s Elegy” the only boy boldly stated the stanza beginning, “The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power,” like this, “The pomp of heraldry, the boast of power.” For such exhibitions of talent as these, and because some one who is good authority has said that the Seniors were ready for graduation in note-writing, it was thought appropriate to give a brief history of the class, or rather a history of each individual member. The first person whose history we shall give is the only female representative in the class. She was born on a farm about four miles from Middle-town, Orange county, New York. At five years of age she started to school at Maple Dale, where she attended until she was thirteen. We were told that she was a good girl and never received a whipping. We were unable to ascertain anything about her early school life, but we can imagine a young girl going to school with a dinner pail in one hand, a lot of hooks in the other and a sorry downcast expression upon her face because,—hut she said—well no matter what she said. THE MILESTONE. 23 We do not know that she ever had any mishaps, but we are safe in saying that she has probably fallen in the creek a few times. She never lived any place other than near Middletown until she came west, although she attended the Middletown Academy for three years, staying in the city all the week except Saturday and Sunday. Sbe came here to reside in June, ’87. and started to school early in the next September, and as one of the girls put it in at the time, “Ella took her under her wing at once.” She entered the Middle class and has ever since kept along with the class, or what is left of it. When the school was practicing for the Whittier exercises she and another of our high school girls went down upon the south steps of the old Lincoln building to try their productions. Nowt it happened that a small boy across the street owned a pair of goats. These goats were in the habit of wandering about the school-grounds. When the girls came down the goats became interested in what was to happen and stopped to see. The one girl got through with her production all right and the goat listened attentively. When our heroine began to speak the goat did not seem to mind her much until she reached a climax. This was more than the poor little goat could stand. He just shut his eyes and fell over flat upon the ground. We do not know what was the cause of this, but he must have been wholly overcome with the force of the reasoning. Her favorite tree is an evergreen. Her favorite saying is, “I am going out to look at the farm.” A conundrum in the class is: “What is Clara’s favorite bread?” There is a great secret behind thisquestion if you w ill find it out. The second and last person with whom our history deals is the only male representative of the class. He w7as born in Col eta, Whiteside county, Illinois. Once upon a time he accompanied his grandfather while that gentleman went after the cows. By some unknown mischance he became separated from his grandparent and lost. As soon as he became aware of the alarming state of affairs he at once resorted to that good old remedy that small folks have for every- 24 THE MILESTONE. thing—he began to cry. A man who was going by the place, attracted by the wail of the urchin, stopped. He asked what was the matter and whose little hoy he was. To this the boy replied between his sobs, “I am grandpa’s good little boy.” The man took him into his wagon and he was soon restored to his anxious grandfather. When he was four years old he used to run away from home and go to school. He was punished several times for this. Finally the teacher told his mother that she might as well let him go as he sat still and did not annoy anyone. So he was allowed to go to school and the result was that when only four years old he could repeat the multiplication table from beginning to end without making a mistake. He earned his first money when very young. He was paid fifteen cents per week to drive an old lady’s cow to the pasture in the morning and back at night. Imagine how big he felt when he received his first week’s pay. He wentto school regularly in Coleta, at least we are unable to obtain an account of the time he played “Hookey.” He came here on the 5th day of March, 1886. He entered school soon after and has ever since been a noble, manly and intelligent pupil. We are fortunate enough to have in our possession a very interesting description of him written by himself under very peculiar circumstances. Some of the girls of the Freshman class showed great interest in the color of his eyes and so forth. This came to his knowledge, hence the following: “If you girls are anxious to know something about me please accept the following: lam 16 yrs., 8 mos., 14 hrs. and 25 min. old at the present writing, though by the time you get this I will be one hour older. I am 5 ft. 64 in. in height and weigh 1374 lbs. I wear a No. 144 collar, pants, coat and vest the regulation size. The size of my shoes are 6, gloves 8, hat 6$. The color of my eyes is what you might call brown and hair black. I have lived here 5 yrs., 10 mos. and 26 ds. When I came here Norfolk was very small. I have moved but once since coming here. I have been going to school since I came except about 2 mos. last fall. During that time I worked in THE MILESTONE. 2T the foundry. I have 1 father and 1 mother, 2 grandfathers and no grandmothers living. I have 5 uncles living, 3 aunts, about 50 cousins and other minor relations. I also have 3 sisters, 1 brother. My whole name is Byron Lloyd Cobb. My first name came from Lord Byron the poet, the second from William Lloyd Garrison. So you see I am named after great num I don’t just think of anything more at present, but if you will ask me I will be pleased to answer all questions concerning myself or my relations. Hoping this will satisfy you, I remain, Your obedient servant, B. Lloyd Cobb.” Our r |ation’ 5 h'jeroe . Alfred Gekeckk. At South Bethlehem, Pennsylvania, is a shop where the steel plates are to be prepared for the ships of our navy. The foundation of the ha miner-room is laid on the bed of the Lehigh river, which was turned from its course that the ponderous anvil might rest on a sure and lasting rock. A firm masonry base is capped with iron and steel, fourteen hundred tons of solid metal in a frame, the foundations of which are clamped deep in the earth. Over this hangs the huge steel-faced hammer and during endless years with such foundations must remain unchanged, a resistless energy. So in the history of our nation the principles brought over in the May Flower are the firm foundation. The deeds of the Revolutionary heroes, the metal capped anvil, and the spirit of liberty and progress is the mighty hammer coming down through scores of years, forging future destinies with the same resistless energy by which we are acted upon to-day. Day by day this mighty force is shaping the characters of those who will take the prominent part in our nation’s history that great men passed away have taken in time gone by. It is slowly working out the great mind, calm, self-possessed, just and brave, that can lay hold of advantages and make the most of circumstances. It is steadily forming the thought that the morning of each day furnishes them with a blank leaf which they must HE MILESTONE. 27 fill up with a record for eternity, which eternity itself cannot alter. There are two light-houses standing not far apart on our Atlantic coast: one, called Cape Henry is at the entrance to Hampton Roads, and every flash of its light is like a hand of love beckoning the sailor into a safe harbor. The other, Cape Hatteras, is situated on a desolate, wave-beaten, wreck-strewn shore and the flash from its light is like a hand of woe, warning all unlucky mariners away from its dangers. And so while many lives are like the last light, monuments of warning with lessons of sadness written on their characters for others to avoid, the lives of our nation’s heroes are like the first, beckoning their countrymen onward and upward. These men have freely given their all. even their lives for their country’s welfare and should receive the glory and gratitude of her people. When the trembling nation called them they were ready and now in its prosperity it should honor the unreturning brave. May their example be made to tell on the boys of our nation who should live, if need be, to follow them. With each returning Memorial Day let us honor with our brightest garlands those who wore the blue, fought for the Union and marched to victory; nor yet forget those, who with mistaken zeal, wore the gray and just as bravely followed a losing cause. It matters little whether they rest in the great national cemetery on the battle-field of Chickamauga, or sleep in unknown graves north or south, or beneath old ocean’s waters: whether they rest where the hazy light gathers over the wood, under the whispering pines of the Carolinas; or whether soft and low the night wind waves the grass above their graves on some northern hill-top: or where the Father of Waters flows proudly to the sea. The last beam of twilight falls alike on their graves and the same starry sky over-arches all. No more will the drum-beat rouse them from slumber. The flag that rippled in the breeze is gone: hushed is the bugle sound: done is their duty. - 28 THE MILESTONE. When the years of earth are over and the cares of earth are done; When the reign of time is ended and eternity begun; When the thunders of omniscience on our wakened senses roll, And the sky above shall wither and lie gathered like a scroll; When among the lofty mountains and across the mighty sea. The sublime celestial bugles shall ring out the reveille, Then shall march with brightest laurelsand with proud, victorious tread. To their station up in Heaven, our Grand Army of the dead.” ■prop ecy-- IV|ay-tS) y 1 i)re am.” Ruth Olnky. One May-day I was gathering flowers for May-baskets. I gathered a large bunch of violets and then seated myself in a grape-vine swing. I had been thus for some time, when I heard a sweet voice say, “How do you like the looks of my subjects?” I didn’t think of the subjects at first because I was looking for the owner of the voice. At last I turned my head, and there, swinging and swaying on a willow branch. I saw a tiny being wearing a golden crown and a dress of pansies. I knew at once that this was the “Queen of the Flowers,” so I said. “I beg your pardon, but to which particular subjects were you just referring?” She laughed and said, “Why, to the ones you have with you.” Then I looked down at the flowers in my lap which, it seemed to me, looked brighter and sweeter than ever, now that their queen was near them. “Oh!” I said, “Why, I think they are beautiful and so sweet.” This seemed to please her. Suddenly I experienced a strange sensation as though passing rapidly through space; then I found myself on the outskirts of the city of Athens. I felt the cool breeze, heavy with the odors of numerous flowers, and saw the bright blue sky above me. I started into the city, and as I advanced was surprised to discover that I was not in Athens of this day, but in “The eye of Greece, mother of arts,” in the days of Parthenon. I saw many people dressed in their loose and costly garments, and was not a little surprised to notice several women among the throng. When 1 came to the Parthenon I was dazed at what I THE MILESTONE. 30 saw. This building was made of white marble; the pillars were of Doric style, and the cornice was the work of a master. I next found myself at the Acropolis, the seat of the guardian gods of the land. Here were pictures and statues of great beauty by some of the masters. The Acropolis was ascended by broad flights of marble steps which were surmounted by beautiful colonnades. At last 1 came to the temple of the oracles. As I entered I saw a young woman seated over the opening in the floor through which the intoxicating fumes were ascending; she had begun to be affected and swayed from side to side. Crowds were gathered around her, and the priests stood as near as possible to catch every word which the woman spoke and record it, in order to interpret it to the rest. As I watched these queer people going through this performance, a sudden inspiration came to me. and I thought that here I could get some knowledge of the future. 1 then approached the priests and asked them if the oracle could tell anything that anyone wanted to know, and they assured me that she could, so I questioned concerning the future of our Seniors. The oracle said that the one fair girl in the class would at first fancy that she was born an authoress and affect the inky fingers, frowzy hair, unlaced shoes and pre-occupied air of a regular blue-stocking. She sent many manuscripts of would-be novels to various publishers and always received the same brief reply, “Declined, with thanks. ’ She now concluded that her talents did not lie in the line of the romantic, but of the philosopical and accordingly wrote a treatise on ‘‘Which Contains the More Sweetness, Graham Flour or Sugar Beets?” and her success was unbounded. In 1910, A. D., in a great private hospital, built of gray stone, on the banks of the beautiful Hudson, may be seen, any evening just in the twilight, one, who, from her bearing, is immediately recognized as the nurse in charge. She moves about with a quiet, stately grace, and all who see her serene, fair face cannot help feeling that here is a woman who is beloved by all to whom she has ever ministered. THE MILESTONE. 31 Do you ask who this sweet-faced person is? It is our senior who finally decided to be a nurse. After long and severe training she began her work. She found that at last she had entered upon her life work and is correspondingly happy. Here we leave her. busy and blessed. As to Lloyd’s position in after life the oracle said that our esteemed and respected friend, having unusual musical talent, would study at Boston some time, and then become leader of a brass hand, that would rival the famous Gilmore band. He would visit all the leading cities of the country, but later he would marry, and his wife would object to much traveling around. This being the case, in 1912, A. I)., he would become Superintendent of a co-operative housekeeping establishment. Perhaps some of you don’t know what that is. A ‘‘Co-operative Housekeeping Establishment” has but one kitchen for—say, all the houses in a block. The reason for this is to save each family hiring servants. All the families help pay the servants. This may seem a rather humble calling for so smart a person, but the priest assured me that to hold such a position was a great honor and required great capabilities. In this position Mr. Cobh would become world-renowned and be asked for advice by many people who came long distances to consult him. There would be accounts to keep: and having so many servants to do for the families in the corporation, a strong-willed person was needed; one who could command the respect and obedience of all. Such being the case our friend was just the person for the position, as all who knew him in his school-days will agree. During all this time, though working steadily with his hands, his brain was not idle, and as was natural he was always thinking and planning how to help those in his employ. He invented a wonderful dish-washing machine and later a “Do-it-all-Machine” which would set the table, sweep up THE MILESTONE. the crumbs, peel onions and various other things, by simply winding it up and placing it in position. Now, say, if you choose, that our Senior didn’t improve his opportunities and make his mark in the world! I thanked the priest, paid both him and the oracle, and then took my departure. Some intuition told me I would better return, as soon as possible, to the outskirts of the city. As soon as I came to the place I first saw, I experienced the same strange sensation that I had felt before. The next I knew I found myself back in my grape-vine swing, and heard again the silvery laugh of my royal friend and saw her swinging gently on her willow hough. She asked me how 1 had enjoyed my trip and if I didn’t think a “dream-hood” a good thing to have. At first I didn’t see the connection between my journey and a “dream-hood,” but it suddenly occurred to me that I had my friend’s “dream-hood” on and had thus been enabled to see and hear all the proceedings, I thanked her, as well as I was able, for her kind loan and started homeward witli my flowers. T e Ze ar 5 Record. Jennie Bawden. Of all the classes of literature not one is studied more diligently than the historical. All great things are chronicled. Why not the school year of '90-91? September 1, 1890, the bell on the Lincoln school building rang a merry tune for the high school pupils. All were in their places early. Each pupil striving for the back seat and failing in that, taking the nearest vacant one. On each face was a look of expectancy. Why? The new Superintendent would soon put in an appearance. Many and varied were the questions asked of our teacher in regard to his height, complexion, age, weight, and was he of an irritable disposition ? Where she could have obtained this knowledge we did not stop to consider. Presently the door opened. In stepped a portly gentleman. With quick tread he advanced to the desk and in a few words addressed us. Then one by one the classes were interviewed in the recitation room. How we pitied the Senior class. It was so small. On the way home at noon each stoutly declared he never, no never, would like Mr. Hornberger, for he did not look at all like our former Superintendent. That was long ago. Everything changes in time. The new Superintendent had different methods of discipliningschools. The most difficult to follow being the one that required absolute silence in the room fifteen minutes before opening exercises, and at all times in the halls. Can we forget our first attempt at marching by drum tap? Certainly one small boy who was talking in the lines will not. The school board decided that Wednesday, the second day of the County Fair, should be a holiday for the schools. That 34 THE MILESTONE. day all children under fifteen years of age were permitted to enter the ground free. We heard of seven girls who walked out and entered without paying a cent, although only one of the seven was under fifteen. The display of fruits and fancy work attracted the attention of the girls. The boys admired the horses. But the most interesting part of the Fair was the darkey at whom, it has been said, teachers and pupils took turns throwing eggs. The essay, “Our National Flag,” written by one of the high school boys, was awarded the first premium, a handsome pen and pen-holder. Another one was victorious in the bicycle race. Not long after the County Fair we were given another holiday for the purpose of attending the Sioux City Corn Palace. The last Friday that the Corn Palace was open a goodly number of pupils, accompanied by several teachers, arrived in Sioux City. It is almost needless to say the school made quite an imposing procession as it marched to the building. Each one wore a badge with the word Norfolk upon it. We must have been models of good behavior for every person we passed said, “Oh! ho! this is the Norfolk Sunday school.” Had Mr. Hornberger been President of the United States he could not have received more attention than during that one day. “Mr. Hornberger! Where is Mr. Hornberger? Do you suppose he has left us? Will we ever find him?” echoed and re-echoed from all parts of the Corn Palace. Even the dining room girl showed him attention by pouring a cup of coffee over him. The best part of the day was the “homeward trip.” The delegation marched to the depot with the Wayne band in advance and Mr. Rainbolt in the rear. All but six of the pupils were in one car, as many as nine sitting in one seat. When half way home it was discovered there had been an accident on the road. We were soon on the scene. Every girl and boy on the train was overseeing the work and giving suggestions. From that time on each one tried to make more noise than his neighbor. As a consequence several could not speak above a whisper when our destination was reached. We saw many things that day we may never have an opportunity of seeing again. All decided more use- THE MILESTONE. 35 ful knowledge had been gained than we could have obtained in one day at school. In November we listened to the reading of “Boots and Saddles,” one of Mrs. Custer’s most interesting hooks. At this time there was not a little excitement over the Indian troubles in the Bad Lands and the legislative troubles at Lincoln. It could not be decided in which we were most deeply interested until at half past three o’clock one cold raw day intelligence was received that a train of cavalry was coming. It was now a race for the Junction. Strange as it may seem our dignified teacher ran and finally took the middle of the road where there were fewer obstructions. Those cavalrymen were, without exception, courteous and gentlemanly. After a careful estimate it has been decided that each High School pupil asked twenty-five questions and the teacher fifty. It has been ascertained that the most interesting person to the teacher was the conductor of the sleeping car whom she mistook for the Colonel of the regiment. We learned a great many interesting things about camp life. One of the soldiers related in glowing language the exploits of his horse Sport, who had been in two or three battles in the far west. Sport will never again be displayed to admiring school girls. He fell in one of the encounters with the Indians. The anniversary of Whittier’s birthday was suitably observed by the school. The Sophomores, assisted by the Seniors, had charge of the exercises. About the same time we learned how the Kansas Emigrants planted the school house “On distant prairie swells.” It is customary to clean houses in the fall. The High School had the epidemic in the most severe form. An entire week was devoted to the removal of the paint and ink stains from the desks. When the Christmas holidays were ended we found our desks had donned a new attire. The work this year has been heavy and has required much patience on the part of the teachers. What could their feelings have been when they learned from an examination paper that Thermopylae was a Trojan king! The maps drawn bv the Physical Geography class were, to use the teacher’s THE MILESTONE. ;« expession, “Fearfully and wonderfully constructed.” If Caesar were alive now he would not be at all ambitious to write another article on the Helvetian war. In fact, if some members of the first year’s Latin class could meet the gentleman the possibility of inquiring for his health would be forever removed. The time devoted to the study of Philosophy was pleasantly and profitably spent. The interest taken in experiments was quite remarkable. Sometimes the class would ask to make experiments first and recite afterwards. When this was suggested the teacher, thoroughly acquainted with the ways of the pupils, would say: “We will recite first and then devote the remainder of the time to experiments.” However, the class usually recited afterwards, that is, after school. One afternoon the class was quietly invited into the recitation room and the door closed carefully. A member of the class was holding some innocent looking apparatus in his hand. The next moment streams of water were issuing from the top of the contrivance and sprinkling the class. After the shower and the screams had subsided, our dignified, gentlemanly Senior explained that the instrument was a Barker’s Mill. We supposed he was attempting to manufacture rain storms. What an amount of energy and brain power was exerted in the production of the essays entitled ‘ October Woods,” “Cloud Scenery” and “What wTe should read.” The solemnity of the occasion was not m arred when a gentle voice on the front seat said pleadingly. “Can’t Fred sit over?” Rhetoric has been duly placed away. Also Westlake’s Letter Writer. It cannot be discovered why letter-writing was introduced as a separate study. It had been conducted as a general exercise in the form of note-writing. If each one had been as proficient in the other branches as in note-writing the class of ’(.)1 would be larger. One day the boys entered the school-room by the hall door instead of by the cloak room. As each boy came in the faces of Three of the fair girls became sadder and more sorrowful. At length the fairest girl took a chair, placed it beside the cloak-room entrance, mounted it and we thought THE MILESTONE. 37 would address the school on some deep subject. Instead, she hurriedly removed a wish-bone from the transom and resumed her accostomed place amid the laughter of the boys. The Literature class was the most enjoyable one of the year. With what quakings we would begin “The curfew tolls the knell of parting day,” gathering courage until triumphantly we would place the “Youth to fortune and to fame unknown” upon the lap of earth. Thanatopsis was also thoroughly discussed. Sweet Auburn is no longer a mere poem to us but a bright reality. Frequently when one of the boys quoted from Spenser, “Death ne’er comes when needs require,” we answered from Carlton, “Them’s my sentiments tew.” The Mountain Daisy, Giavanni and Giacomo are now Pictures of Memory resting with the Last Leaf. The Ivanhoe Club has been a source of interest. We have a broader insight into human character from the discussions and readings of this year's literary work. The Easter holidays were marred by the thought that when we assembled again some of our members would not be with us and others for a short time only. Some have begun the fighting of life’s battle; others have departed for different scenes. We miss them, hut are glad to have enjoyed the privilege of knowing and associating with such characters. We are better and stronger for having known each other. Arbor Day was Freshman Day. The banner of the class hung at full mast half a day. The exercises were conducted in a pleasing manner, not the least entertaining being “The Paralyzer.” Little did they think when naming their paper that their feelings would be paralyzed before the setting of the sun. After the exercises there was a steady tramp on the stairs; then a queer looking object appeared. It carried the Freshman banner. Its face was hidden by a large sun-bonnet. a large apron enveloped its slender body. Then the class emerged by pairs and marched to the tree. The queer objects were Freshmen. Why were they so protected? The answer is plain: they were fresh-men. The sun was too st rong for their delicate constitutions. Their beloved banner 38 THE MILESTONE. bearing the inscription, “Upward still and onward,” was placed beside their tree. May succeeding classes profit by the experience of this class and never place such an inscription on a banner again. For aught they know that banner is going “Upward still and onward” yet. Last year it was decided Norfolk should have a new High School building. It should be ready for occupancy September 1, 1890. When the building was first mentioned after school opened it was said we should enter within six weeks. The time was extended to Christmas, then the first of February. When this date had passed it was noticed that Mr. Hornberger walked with his head up, his eyes turned skyward, slightly to the west. Had he been star-gazing? During windy, stormy weather he resembled the small boy waiting for the circus parade. What had happened? Simply this and nothing more: He had watched the slow growth of the tower on the new building until from force of habit his head turned toward the west and eyes upward. The afternoon of April 27 it was announced that we were to move immediately into the new school building. Such clapping, such cheering had never been heard in the Lincoln building. All was excitement for a few moments and then we marched into the new quarters. At first it seemed queer to have so much room, but before long we were accustomed to the change. Again we had trouble in marching out and to add to our discomfiture the owner of the drum left Norfolk, taking with him his possessions. We now own a drum. We are indebted to the citizens of Norfolk who so kindly aided us in purchasing the instrument. It certainly adds much to the order of the school to have the pupils march in and out to the lively strains of martial music. We bury this year as an old friend. As we stand by its grave we repeat with Halleck: “Green be thetnrf above thee. Friend of my better days. None knew tbee bat to love thee; None named thee but to praise.” “Energy brings success.” Following in the footsteps of our worthy predecessors we strive for something higher. THE MILESTONE. 39 “Since our life must at best be but a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away, let it at least appear as a cloud in the height of Heaven.” T'fje ©olUmki n E po ition. Charles II. Hays. More than four centuries ago, there was born in Genoa, Italy, a man whose life was destined to have a great effect upon human affairs. He was reared among men full of superstition and the spirit of bigotry. Men of that day believed that the earth at the equator was a region of fire where the very waves boiled beneath the intolerable fervor of the heavens. Standing upon the shores of the Old World the Atlantic ocean appeared a dreary waste of water without end. The boldest mariner scarcely dared to sail out of sight of land. The mariners compass was beginning to be used but was looked upon by the common sailor as a thing of evil. Notwithstanding the terrors, real and imaginary, with which it was surrounded, Columbus was willing, even anxious, to lead an expedition across the great waters of the Atlantic. Failing to obtain aid from his own countrymen, after encountering obstacles which would have detered a man less resolute, he found in the enlightened sovereigns of Spain, persons who believed in his bold schemes. Exultant at finding himself in the possession of the necessary means with which to carry out his plans, on Friday morning, August 3d, 1492, he was launched on his great enterprise. For ten weeks after his departure Columbus was har-rassed almost beyond endurance by the incessant murmur-ings of the sailors, but on Friday morning, the 12th of October, 1492, when Columbus first beheld the New World, new THE MILESTONE. 41 emotions prevailed. All were filled with eager expectations and wonder. As the day dawned he saw before him a level island covered with trees and looking like a continual orchard. Although apparently uncultivated, it was populous, for tin inhabitants were seen issuing from all parts of the woods and running to the shore. Four hundred years in the annals of the world’s history is but a short time. Yet could Columbus know the mighty changes that have been wrought; could he see the forests transformed into massive buildings in which civilized men of to-day live or earn their bread; could he hear the buzz of the electric motor, the puff of the steam engine; could he see the thousands of other contrivances and luxuries that have come within the reach of even those in moderate circumstances, surely even his great imagination would stand appalled. For one hundred years the people from every part of the globe have been pouring into America with a view to the im provement of their condition. Deeply important as the discovery of America was and is to us, scarcely less so has it been to the other nations of the earth. This event, the most important in its far reaching results that has ever transpired, we propose to celebrate at Chicago in 1898. The Congress of the United States has issued an invitation to all nations to join with us in the great Columbian Exposition. Already many have accepted the invitation and doubtless in time all will accept, so that when the Exposition opens there will be gathered in the center of the continent discovered by Columbus the works of the hands and the minds of every nation known to civilization. The United States opens the doors and bids civilization enter. Well shall it be for us, having invited our guests that we have our house in order for not as in 1876 will they merely 42 THE MILESTONE. reach the portal, but will come into our very midst. The Columbian Exposition will mark the celebration of four centuries of the greatest progress in art, literature and science that the world has ever known. Impressed as all must be with the progress in electricity, steam and in numerous other directions, yet infinitely mon-must he be impressed who is able to see at a glance, as it were, the best results of every department of industry of all the peoples of all climes. As this is the latest it should be and doubtless will be the grandest Exhibition ever held. Other World’s Fairs have been of great importance, but nothing is risked in saying that at the Columbian Exposition Chicago will have buildings longer, wider and higher, exhibits more numerous and costly, towers broader and higher, and everything on a grander scale than any similar Exposition ever held. In the crowded cities of the east thousands live and die believing that this great west is still a wilderness peopled by an uncouth, semi-barbarous race, while in like manner in many western cities the idea of eastern civilization is that of effeminacy. The World's Columbian Exposition will be an agent of incalculable value to efface this feeling. Mingled together in one common ground, manufacturer and farmer, easterner and westerner, northerner and southerner, American and foreigner may all join hands to make the World’s Columbian Exposition an event which, not only the American people, but the world itself and the great nineteenth century may justly feel proud. “©accalaUre te Sermon. Rev. J. J. Paukeii. SLOW ANI) STEADY WINS THE IiACE. “Run with patience the race that i« set before u8.”-HebrewR 12-1. I have chosen this motto for the subject of my address. It is the English form of a proverb of ancient birth, and which luis found a place in the hobnailed philosophy of mankind. The proverb wears a homely dress, but its importance is justified by its long life, and by the place which it has won in the literature of the world. I feel confident that the experience of all aged persons will confirm its value. It is common for public speakers and other friends of youth to set before them the prizes of life, and to urge them to form those habits and pursue those courses of conduct, which are calculated to secure them energy, enterprise, application, pluck and push. These, it is frequently urged, are the qualities young people need. This is perfectly true, and there are certain classes of persons who need to be thus spurred. They are indifferent, idle, timid, sluggish and crawl along like snails. There are slow coaches which need external application to quicken their speed; but there are also “express trains which need brakes to restrain their impetuosity. In the conduct of life we need to be steady as well as plucky, calm as well as energetic, patient as well as pushing. We must ha e energy in order to use it, and judgment and prudence to use it measuredly: for unless the ratio of expenditure correspond with that of production we shall soon collapse. We need to be slow at times, in order to be sure; but even when certainty and safety can be had without slowness, hurry can do no good. “Though I am always in haste,” said John Wesley, “1 am never in a hurry.” Shakespeare says “That haste is need- 44 THE MILESTONE. n ful in a desperate case.” But according to the Russian pro-verb “Hurry is good only for catching Hies.” While therefore urging energy, pluck, push, Don t travel too fast or you may break down at lust. For it’s not the roads we travel bat the pace that kills.” In the “Pilgrim’s Progress” Bunyan, in his usual happy style, has drawn a distinction between the worldling ami the Christian. He names the former Passion and the latter Patience. Passion, like the prodigal, wants everything now, w hih i atience is content to wait for life’s good io come to him in the natural order of things. It is a clear distinction between animal and rational life, and is strikingly illustrated in childhood and youth. The aspirations of children exert a powerful influence in unfolding their characters. With what impatience they watch their growth, measure and weigh themselves, try on the garments of their older brothers and sisters, and imitate their parents; how impatient of the restraints of school and home; how every indication of coming manhood and womanhood excites them, how the hoys shave themselves, not because their beards grow, but to make them grow, then they will be free to do as they please and will have money to gratify their innumerable desires. And while they are looking forward to manhood, their parents are wistfully looking backward, fondly recalling the days when, without a sorrow or a shadow of a care, they lived as gay as butterflies, singing like birds, bounding like harts, frolicking like Iambs in the Held. Wordsworth has expressed pathetically the feelings with which parents regard these aspirations of their children: Then little child, yet glorious in the might Of Heaven-l om freedom, on thy being’s height. Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring t he inevitable yoke, I l.us blindly with thy blessedness at strife? Full Boon thy soul shall have her earthly freight. And custom be upon thee with a weight. Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life!” In every community there are young people who stand out conspicuously from the crowd. Fortune, we say, has dealt favorably with them. Their families or their personal gifts of body or mind give them prominence. They have money. THE MILESTONE. dress well, in fact, are denied nothing; or they are handsome, have a snatch of genius in their make-up, are sprightly and dashing, and they easily take the lead in society and become popular idols. And the poor hoy and the homely girl, whose gifts are meagre, who have to work hard for all they gain, whose friends are few and scarcely noticed, look on with chagrin and discontent. My young friends, who belong to the latter class, 1 assure you that you have little reason to envv the handsome, sprightly, dashing children of pastime, and that especially you need not be jealous of those qualities which give them a little advantage of you in starting life. Taking them as a class there is but a small portion of them which achieve eminence, and the reason is obvious. Their advantages become the occasion of their weakness and failure; they multiply the temptations to which human nature falls a prey, and so prove a snare to them; they foster vanity, a high opinion of their own abilities. Sometimes, disdain of others, robs them of the ordinary incentives to labor, perseverance and courage, and their wings thus clipped they come to the ground with an untimely thud. In estimating progress we must take into account all the factors and processes which have gone before and lead up to it. No doubt we are traveling at a tremendous pace and the pace seems to be increasing. And the progress we have made has borne directly on the material welfare of the people at large. Ours is the century of railroads, steam ships, electricity, telegraphs and telephones. It has facilitated traveling and so brought people together. It has made the transmission of intelligence cheap and swift, and so has given us a cheap daily paper and a prolific literature. It has made possible the building of cities like Chicago, the settlement of prairies like these in Nebraska, the peopling in a day of vast territories like Oklahoma. It has revolutionized the art of agriculture, manufacturing industry, war. Now, it is not possible to live in this excitement and not share in it. It is like the fever in the air and you take it in with your breath. Every man has now to be a hustler. He is no good unless he can make things hum. And so it has 4(� THE MILESTONE.______________________ got into our schools and effects our methods of education. Our teachers have to fall into line and keep the pace. A teacher who cannot educate children with the same rapidity as their parents can make fortunes for them, what good is he? A smattering of knowledge is not education. Knowledge is the food of the mind, but craming is not feeding, for food must be well masticated and properly digested in order to be taken up by the absorbents and converted into healthy blood to form good tissue and build up the body. So must knowledge be clearly apprehended by the understanding and stored up in the memory, to become a force in life. A large part of the rain which streams down during a thunder storm Hows over soil into gullies and rivers. When it comes down gently it soaks into the ground and freshens vegetation. So the knowledge which Hows over the mind profits little. It must bcome the mind’s possession to quicken and enlarge intellectual life. Give us an imperfectly educated people and you lower the tone of our intellectual life. Our literature is distinguished by many qualities. Even our every day literary efforts do not lack smartness, piquancy, sparkle and dash. But perhaps the worst results of this fast living are seen in our moral life. For this hurry is nowhere more marked than in the general anxiety to make money. So many fortunes have been made in our country during the last fifty years, and made easily and quickly, and its effect upon the national character is appalling. Young men no longer affect to believe that there is anything else worth living for, or that anybody does live for anything except money. To make money is the first article in every man’s creed. He has no time nor disposition for anything else. Now it is an apostle says that, “The love of money is the root of all evil, and part of the evil is seen in this hurried, feverish desire which must have immediate gratification. There are hundreds of men who, had they been content to have made haste slowly, might have made a comfortable fortune, and have kept their families in ease and affluence, have ruined themselves by illegitimate and wild speculation. THE MILESTONE. 47 and are fugitives from justice and exiles from their country. These are some of the results of our fast living. We exhaust our physical vitality, and bankrupt our health; we are superficial in mind and morals, and lack robustness of character and enduring power; or wither in the presence of temptation like hot-house plants at the touch of frost; we go down in life s storm and are strewn along the shores, monuments of our foolish hurry. Our security is to return to nature. She is our model. She is never in a hurry. We wish occasionally we could quicken her movements, but no entreaty, no appeal can make her deviate one hair s breadth from her course. But then she never stands still. From January to December she moves ceaslessly on her appointed course, and gives you the seasons without fail. She does not tire or crave repose and her never tiring is but a symbol of the changelessness of God. Look into nature and learn how she stores up her forces. You put an acorn into the ground and want to grow an oak. She begins the work at once, but very slowly. At first the seed dies, then germinates and a shoot peers through the soil, and that is all that is done for a year. Next year it grows a few inches, but is still a tender shoot. Though nature does not haste in growing your oak tree, neither does she tarry, but year after year she increases the height and girth of the trunk, pushes out a branch here and there, and covers it with a few more leaves. And as the years go by, up it mounts with the sky, a great thick bole, and spreads out its brawny arms covered with foliage. What a time it has been growing! Yes, but there it is at last—a fair specimen of an oak. See what a hold it has on life. Its vitality is wonderful and it will live on, with fair play, for a century. Now nature works that way in men as well as in trees. Who are the men who are prominent in the life of America and of Europe to-day? Dr. McCosh among scholars. Mr. Whittier and Lowrell among poets. Sir J. McDonald and Mr. Blaine among statesmen, Mr. Gladstone, Tennyson, Bismark, they are men of age, of experience, of ripe knowledge, of mature power. We cannot measure the influence which they are exerting in the life of 48 THE MILESTONE. the age. Hut stop and think. Mr. Gladstone was 60 years old before he became Prime Minister of England. Mr. Blaine, who is thatage, has not reached the Presidency. Count Von Moltke who has recently died at the age of 90, was 66 when the Aus-tro-Prussian war was fought, and 70 when his country fought with France, and it was not till then that the world began to realize the results of his wonderful genius. What had the men been doing all through the years of their life? Why just what the oak was doing through the prolonged period of its growth, drinking in the sunshine and the rain and sucking nutriment from the soil. They had been reading, thinking, observing; developing character, training their powers, by doing such work as came to them, and so when the work called for them they were ready for the work. My young friends as much as lies in you, imitate these great characters, imitate their pluck and their push, but also their thoroughness, patience and perseverance. The way to prepare for great living is to live greatly day by day, when no one knows but ourselves and no one sees but God. Every one of us ought to live as if some day the great curtain was to be rolled up, and he was to stand forth as the central figure in a great drama, with all eyes upon him. Every one of us ought to live with a profound sense of responsibility and with a noble consciousness of his own possibilities. Egotism is an ignorant belief in one’s self; faith is a sublime trust that God has something noble to record through every human life, and something noble to accomplish by every human hand. To live in that belief is to keep ourselves busy but patient, to make ourselves strong and calm, and to prepare ourselves for the greatest responsibilities and the noblest deeds. delre55 t° Graduate . Supt. J. A. Hornbbroer. To-night you are stepping out into life: and as one of you Ihas said—“Go out to try new and untried lines of work.’' There must be a feeling of pride, of satisfaction in your 'hearts to-night. You have now reached the goal for which you have been striding, lo! these many years. Those who started with you in the years gone by have dropped out by the way, and to-night you stand alone. This is the end of the course that you started in yonder primary class when but little folks. To-night you stand upon this platform as graduates of our high school. The years have been long and difficult. Nobly have you done your work, and the diploma that you receive from the President of the Board is but little in comparison to what you have received and to what you are receiving day by day. As we give it you we wish it could express to you our feelings. Personally 1 wish to say that the opinion formed of the class of ,(.)1 last fall when I came before you a stranger, has been strengthened by daily, by hourly communication and fellowship with you. To-night you go forth to be be numbered among the thousands whose school days are over. As you go take with you some of the lessons your teachers have tried to impress upon you. You are ours and we shall be judged by your work. As you are, as you go, as you walk and as you perform your daily duties we shall be judged, and so, let me entreat you to take heed that your way be always in the right direction. Remember that Energy Brings Success, and, finally when 50 THE MILESTONE. the end is reached you will find more success than ever in your fondest dreams. Let me give you a little thought from one of our sweet singers—Ella Wheeler Wilcox: As your teachers we shall look back with pleasure upon the intercourse with you during the past year. As we sever the relation of teachers and pupils, let us not sever the relation of friends. We shall wish to have something to do with you. We shall watch you in your onward progress, and. as you go on, let me say in the words of the author quoted before: “Let there be many windows to your soul,— That all theglory of theuniverse May beautify it.” “Tune your ear To all the wordless music of the stars And to the voice of Nature, ami your heart Shall turn to truth and goodness, as the plant Turns to the sun. A thousand unseen hands Reach down to help you to their peace-crowned heights. And all the forces of the firmament Shall fortify your strength. Be not afraid To thrust aside half truths and grasp the whole. THE MILESTONE. ii?« y, p Pswly I3uilt “� rj 0 4 H- § k 0 0 Dswly Rurnishscd. HOTEL RENO NORFOLK, NEBRASKA. i. 3. Heno, proprietor. AND Good Sample Rooms. Convenient to Business Center. 9 0 (Lbc -:-Dotp :-£lotbina £o.$ TAKES THE I_.Hj-A.I3 •d Q -.N- Everything a plan or Boy Wishes to Wear,® W eare the only Exclusive Clothing House in the City. '0 We are the only one-price Clothing House in the City. The only house that marks goods in plain figures in the City. CASH, PLAIN FIGURES, KUHL UN DERM AN, Managers. r'Q ONE PRICE. P 0 NORFOLK, NEB. Drink Leonard’s Cream Soda. P _, 52 THE MILESTONE. ft J. P. SWAYNIE, (o DEALER IN ft . 0 |£Q13J Pik, ft Confectionery and Cigars, 0 Main Street. Norfolk, Nebraska. ]l� f. l«al, pwMmmK NORFOLK, NEB. 9 J. E, DiJrland, a ©Millinery and Notions. COME A ND SEE US The oldest established firm in the city. 0 Prices that speak for themselves. Eugene flloore, Stenographer NORFOLK. NEB. u n ffi Fruit ;iii 0 (iEO. E. .q Bananas, [l A 1.1. CM _) Nuts of all ] 0 Richard Bloc r ORFOLK d (landv Par or. t SEE, Proprietor. Oranges, Lemons, —AND- A FOR XIA FRUITS. vinds, Shelled and (Tn-shelled. c. NORFOLK. C. B. DURLAND, INSERANGE RICHARDS BLOCK. 0 NORFOLK, NEBRASKA. Drink Leonard’s Cream Soda. THE MILESTONE. 53 Telephone No. 19. Keg. Pharmacist No. 435. • DA N. J. KOENIG8TEIN+ Proprietor. H Cor. 4th St. and Norfolk ave. NORFOLK, NEB. Farmers Loan and Trust Company A. A. SMITH, Special Agent, paft up Capital an Surplus, $550,000 Farm Loans, 7 Per Cent. Straight Money on hand at all times and no application or delay. Q H 0) W 0 H (1) 0 SI 0 I M� s a general Loaning business. City loans at Lowest rates. Notes and bonds purchased. Chattel loans made. Norfolk:, Nebraska. Prescriptions at Leonard s. 54 THE MILESTONE. R U DAT BOX, DEALERS IN I'OJiJM'B, Norfolk, Nebraska. ALBERT DEGNER, -DEALER IN- □ |IaidwaT; g, Xinwapf, Gun§, 3 Fishing Tackle and Sporting Goods. NORFOLK, h ftFii Riverside Oook Stoves and Ranges our leaders. All kinds of Job work done to order. NEBRASKA. MACY DOUGHTY, % We are better prepared than ever for FINE WORK. Our Line of Frames is Complete. Ink, Oil, Water Color and Crayons. Prescriptions at Leonard s. THE MILESTONE. CITIZENS NATIONAL Blip, NORFOLK, NBHIJA8KA. Qf pital, Su rpios, “tij 0 4 H- P (D $50,000. 22,000.(1] F o 0 CommeriGeT Business 3 i y 18,1881(f) OFFICERS. C. A. MAST. PttES. C. S. BRIDGE. Vkk-Puks. GEO. L. ILES Q F CS, Casiiikh. CD 9 — 5. DI RECTORS. Carl Asmus, C. W. Braasch, H. A. Pasewalk, C. S. Bridge, Q C. A. Mast, Peter Stafford, Geo. L. lies, y 0 ■§ Rorsign Drafts an d Listtsrs of Gr cdit Writtsq — Home Miller, J. B. Barnes. STEAMSHIP ticket:seor sree On all Points to and from Europe. Toilet Articles at Leonard’s. Q F 5«_ THE MILESTONE. PL Hayden Bros., oDry Goods J. M. GOLLAMER. DEALKK IN NORFOLK, NER. 0 NORFOLK, NEBRASKA. _________________________ 5 HENRY SEMMLER, NORFOLK MEAT MARKET. ©_________________________ £j WEATHERBY WELSH, LAWYERS. 03 0 Rooms 2 and 3, Cotton Block. 0 .T. 8. MCCLARY. ri MCCLARY CO., 0) NORFOLK. S. W. HAYES. DwUers in ©Groceries, QUeensware, fiord and Soft Coal, fH F. P. WIOTON. OEO. L. WHITIIAM b WIGTON WHITHAM, ATTORNEYS Q NORFOLK, I ' NEBRASKA Toilet Articles at Leonard’s. THE MILESTONE. Til -MOIflO PARANK L. HULL, Proprietor. Dsar Onion Pacific an d (3rsiphtou Depots. All the Newest Accommodations. Fine Sample Rooms. Electric Lights. Electric Bells. Convenient to Business Center 3. c. sylty. NORFOLK, NEHKA8KA H Q M 0 WALL PAPERS, DECORATIONS, Si Office, 10 Mast Building, D. R. DANIEL, A ND- WINDOW SHADES. Prescriptions at Leonard's. PALACE SHOE STORE r 8 THE MILESTONE. C. MADSEN, Merchant = Tailor. FINE CUSTOM WORK A SPECIALTY. NORFOLK,.........NEBRASKA. Drugs, Paints, Oils, Varnishes, Brushes. Toilet Articles, Perfumery, Soaps, Sponges and Druggists Sundries. COLLECTIONS A SPECIALTY. Prescriptions carefully compounded, and orders answered with care and dispatch. NORFOLK, neukaska. N. HILLS, Louis C. Mittelstadt. — Doaler in — ELKHORN VALLEY LAND - OFFICE. NORFOLK, NEBRASKA. Lath, Shingles, Doors, Sash, Mouldings, and all kinds of Building Material. Ash Grove Lime. Domestic and 1m-ported Cements. MRS. E. CHESNEY, Leading = Milliner OK NORFOLK. Leonard’s for Cream Soda. Prescriptions at Leonard s. PALACE SHOE STORE THE MILESTONE. « ) N. A. Rainltolt, President. W. II. Bucholz, Cashier. Alexander Bear, Vice-President. E. W. Zutz, Assistant Cashier. No. 334 7. Capital, - $100,000. Surplus Profits, - 20,000. NORFOLK, - NEBRASKA. F. .i. HALE, F. P. HANLON, II. II. HAKE, Cl I AS. KUDAT, DIRECTORS. F. VERGES, N A. It AI N MOLT, ALEX. BEAK, C. F El SELF Y. JOHN R. HAYS s. s. cotton, I). It. DANIEL, Norfolk Brick and Tile INCORPORATED, 1881). Capital Stock, Manufacturers of dompang. $60,000. Common PressedBrick l F. Verges, President. OFFICERS: Herman (ierecke. f Sec. and Treaw. DIRECTORS: ( Fenlinand Verees, •1 A P. Pilfer, ( Herman (Ierecke. isr oieaif’oil.ik: N. A. LOCKWOOD, Proprietor. IV anUfactUrer of £ngine5, fSoiler . § tore pront . ©00 5. Shafting, Pulleys and Elevator Machinery. Dealer in Pipes and Fittings, Globe and Check Valves, Steam and Water (luages. Stop and Cylinder Cocks. Lubricators and Oilers, and Best Scotch Glass Tubes, all at lowest Market Prices. Leonard’s for Cream Soda. ______ tJ ftEO. A. LATIMER, Q Books and Stationery, iitgSiYillcgmggr THE MILESTONE. IE. M, 1TH3ZA©ir® ©@.t. DEALERS IN The Finest Line of Norfolk, Nebraska. Wall l aperand ‘©ecoratton ; Plain surveys of cities and towns. Q Designs and estimates for ply and Sewerage systems works superintended. WINDOW SHADES. And Fixtures in the City. Paper IIanoint; done on Short order. 'i -1 Good Prices Paid for Rare Species! JD --------------- Finely mounted heads of Elk, Deer, Mountain Sheep and Antelope. Beautiful Floor Rugs from the skins of Mountain Lion, Bear, Wolf and Lynx. Q R. C. MILLIGAN, REAL ESTATE flaw York Drug Go.,® prescription pharmacy. BROKER F' i NORFOLK. NKHRASKA. PATENT MEDICINES. Choice Perfumes at Leonard’s. 0 teih, j ® 9 «2 THE MILESTONE. Spectacles to Fit Eyes by fwf, jLtyct O Fh® Popular LZoiG®. 0) H 0 I'lie Ays Mave it. Actions Rj eak loader than words. The popular preference for Hayes’ goods is ab indaut evidence that if a vote were taken on the question: la llayesselliug tlie cheapest and IwNt goods in Norfolk?” the entire population would answer: M (D H Instead of saying this collectively, they are saying it individually every day in the year, by their purchases. Those who are interested in the fact will nat urally ask why ALL TRADE WITH C. S. HAYES. The answer can he given in a few words. People trade where they can Ret, the best Roods; they trade where they can Ret the best Roods at lowest prices; they trade where they can Ret fair treatment and a reliable deal, every time. Wild horses won't keen | eople from trading where they Ret theseadvantaRes. That is why they trade with Hayes, and that is why Von S lion lei Trade Witli Him. Hayes’store is positively headquarters for the finest and l nst goods ever bought or sold. He takes the lead in barRain makinR. and will yield to no competitor the palm for low prices or gimds. Come and have your eyes tested free of charge. Hundreds have Ihhmi benefit ted by having their eyes properly fitted with his Alaska brilliants. H C. S. HAYES, Graduate Optician and Jeweler, 1 NORFOLK, - - NEBRASKA H. G. BRUEGGEMAN, DEALER IN Leonard’s for Cream Soda. THE MILESTONE. VAN HORN, : 0 4 - OO TO- - E. J. Schoregge RRIJITS, V eg-©tetlol©s J. B. Barnes. BARNES TYLER, NORFOLK. NERRAHKA. Smokett' - jfea utirteis 13 -----p M. I). Tyler. ® (0 F 0 LRWXmS{ Q F 0 P d Q F D P d Q F a Office am! Warehouse on C. P. and C., St. P., M. O. Itys., Norfolk, Nebr. ---------------------------------d Choice Perfumes at Leonard’s. CHARLES IRLJLDACT Dealer In and Shipper of LI VE STOCK, � 4 THE MILESTONE. I irGtiar l, I ridlQe %Go. Proprietors of the PH p MQJLLEM B ® MElLlLBv Q q NORFOLK, NEBRASKA, W THE JONAS BARGAIN STORE. (I) n , h Groceries, Woodenware, Crockery. o 1 ft Remember the west store in the Pacific Block. Edwards (AcCillloch Ldmber Go., —DEALERS IN— Second Street, - - - Norfolk, Neil Choice Perfumes at Leonard’s. THE MILESTONE. Queen Ware, ©lo Wore, £tc., I n tlie City. HAMMOND PALEN, 0 Carry the Largest Line of ii IQ i 0 |§ £ OB I! ISS != (D (D p Sole Agents for the Celebrated Chase Sanborn Coffee, q ______:___ | 0) . Q IP (D 3) ■d Q oicc Tea5, ® lSottled ©ood , ® ©anned ©ood .h$- And in fact a FIRST CLASS GROCERY in every respect. Telephone IT. jj' G. R. SEILER, Mkti PROPRIETOR JL § IV Pox’s old stand, Norfolk, Neb. JJ FEED STABLE IN CONNECTION TELEPHONE 68. Drink Leonard’s Cream Soda. 0 33 d Q P (D 33 -d THE MILESTONE. S. H. OVERHOLSER, H Books, Stationery, News, Wall Paper Papeteries a Specialty. 0 [H Gift IBooks, .HIkurns, (Zards, Qank ar A OPPIg® 9) Supplies, Lispal l Ianks, Blank: Books, Type Writer Supplies 0 NORFOLK, NEBRASKA.. j CHAS. KRAUSE, | PI AMOS OR BAA’S The I,allies’ Favorite Sewing Machine, j jTHE WHJTE ft Sirst-ilass tfgwglrg IslaBIisBmgrct IN CONNECTION. Toilet Articles at Leonard’s. THE MILESTONE. H. A. PASEWALK, 0 ii IPagons, Carriages, Buggies, Whjsslsr Wilsoq SswinQ Machines. jJ General Line of Farm Implements |j (D •BUY THE+«- Genuine Singer Sewing Machine.® THE REST MACHINE IN THE MARKET. SOLI) ON EASY PAYMENTS. Needles, Oils and Supplies on hand. J. L. TROUP, Manager. DAVEN PRT SON. P o 1 ipcrn,5ccb anbSale Stable q ON THIRD STREET NORTH OF ASMUS’ STORE. W Horses kept by the day, week or month. Prompt attention given to fun-era's. Carriages can be ordered to and from all trains to all parts of the city. (0 Oiders by telephone will receive prompt attention. TELEPONE 15. ‘ Q P (D 9 d Q P 0 J d Toilet Articles at Leonard’s MORRIS MAYER, —RETAILER OF- Dry (Soobs, dotting, Boots, Sfyoes, Gents' Furnishings, Etc, Norfolk, NEBRASKA. InailgiMors and Leaders of Popular Prices, We are the only Exclusive Dry Goods House in Northeastern Nebraska. We visit the markets of New York City, and the east twice regularly each season and provide direct the most practical and fashionable fabrics in vogue. Especially see us or send for samples in Dress Goods, Silks and Trimmings. No “out of date” goods or trimmings are allowed to lay for a day in our stock. We devote great pains to our Curtain Department. Full assortment Lace and Chenille Curtains bought direct from the Importer. We invite the closest comparison of prices in this department with the largest dealers. Mail Order Department. Our mail orders have become a very important part of our business. We take the greatest of care in filling all orders and will be pleased to furnish samples of any goods wherever desired. Absolutely on£ price prevails in our store. Our terms are cash. Respectfully, THE JOHNSON DRY GOODS COMPANY. U18 Main Street, Norfolk, Nebraska.