North Bend High School - Lewain Yearbook (North Bend, WA)

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LEWNAIN l926 I fifgelg Jlfifg Page fifly-two Mount Si Here I stand, the silent sentinel, Slowly numbering history's pages, Guarding o'er Snoqualmie Valley As I have thru countless ages. Ye who rush thru life unheeding In your quest for wealth' and glory, Sometimes failing'-oft succeeding, Listen while I tell this story: Back in long forgotten ages- In the dim years long gone by, Once a mighty, virgin forest Reared its branches to the sky, From the distant hidden valleys, From the snow clad mountain peaks, Tumbling down thru rugged canyons, Rushed the noisy glacial creeks. Till they formed a mighty river Flowing on more peacefully. For time untold, I've stood above And watched its journey to the sea. Thru the cool and shady forests Thru the sunlit wooded glades, By the white man unmolested, Roamed the wild deer unafraid. Came the red men thru the valley. Pitched their tepees on the shoresg Living in a land of plenty From its guarded treasure stores. Not long after, came the white man With his axe and with his gung Leveled down the mighty forests Killed the deer off one by one. Hunted out my hidden treasures, Took my stores of wealth away, And I saw the wild life vanish With the forests, day by day, Harnessed up my mighty rivers, Bent their power to his will, With their axes sent my forests On their journey to the mill.

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-iii- sjggifls ' - I L E W A I N I 9 2 6 Campus Day . ' 5. .. . t' . . . . 4 . ' s-.l.4, Hello Tubby. Tomorrow is 'Tree Day.' Have you been after your giant tree yet? You have! Now isn't that too bad? Well, you can come along with me and help me drag mine in. The boys were two of the many of the student body that went through the process of gettin! their tree to plant on Clagg'ett's field. The afternoon of April 16 was looked forward to all week as it was declared a holiday from school work, but we were required to plant a tree for the good of our school. Before school time began to collect behind the school house and there were big trees of all species. Between classes the thoughtful students and gave their trees a drink to keep them from becoming too the trees and little went out thirsty. The weather was as nice a spring day as anyone could order and at one o'clock assembly was called where -orders were given to be followed that afternoon, The party was split into two factions. The ones with their trees went with Mr. Lemon to plant them, or to watch the process of them being planted, while the others who were treeless were a clean-up committee whose business was to see that things were straightened and picked up on the campus. It took some time to get all these trees planted and watered to satisfaction. Among those planted were: pine, cottonw-ood, dogwood, vine maple, silver maple, alder, fir and cascara. It was estimated that around forty trees were planted this year, some replacing ones that had died from last year and new ones being put in. Everyone worked with a real school spirit as the announcement was no work-no eats. When the work of the day the Annual were taken consisting Annual Staff, Junior, Sophomore, declamation, debate, tennis, girls' ball groups. ba sketball, boys' basketball, was accomplished group pictures for of the campus picture, student body, and Freshman Class pictures, chorus, and foot- After all this the big time was on deck-the Campus Picnic, All adjourned to Camp Delight where the feast took place. After romping around, some enjoying a cold swim, others playing ball, etc., all were more than ready to do justice to the sandwiches, salad, cake, and lemonade. About six o'clock everybody was ready to go home, feeling happy that Campus Day had been a great success. Page fifty-one

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I L L E W A I N 19 2 6 Turned his forest fires upon meg Spoiled a work of God's creationg Found a land as nature planned it, Left a path of desolation. Still I stand, the silent sentinel, Slowly numbering history's pagesg Guarding o'er Snoqualmie Valley As I have thru countless ages. L. B.C Picture-? A flash of feet in the ancient street, A flare of color and a glance divine- Y-ou feel a catch of the heart strings, Like the taste of rare old, wine!- Two black eyes in demure surprise, Set in an oval glowing faceg Hair that flashes in ripples, Covered with a mantilla of lace. A fleeting glance of hot romance, The smile of a scarlet mouth- A picture bright that leaves with you A flaring memory of the South. -K. N. S. Page fifly-three