Northeast High School - Nor Easter Yearbook (Kansas City, MO)

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: vic- 'sses, Ll the laves fields sion, iorse man- lder- came from r her Jther been had ther ! Lali T Lliza- 1son, 'hose ed. We forty 1ight 1 the and at in Lgain lark- the ere ! Lddle found gone ! ving! -oh, when sobs +n of , the man loary .earn- on. you Your with OP' QHSTQF 19 Summer's Farewell. NORMA MILLER, '21, Soft' stealing thru the corn a spirit came- The moonlight touched a heap of whithered leaves, And as the spirit passed, they glowed with life And rustled softly 'neath the nod- ding sheaves. The spirit paused, and gently laid its hand Upon the brown leaves in the silver light And then passed on, the soft, cool zephyr sighed' As silently the form slipped out of sight. Along the highway, dry, stiff golden- rod Bowed down in sadness as the spirit passed VVith slow and silent melancholy step, Where once spring's hoyden winds had traveled fast. Deep in the silence of the great dark wood, The spirit sought and looked, but all in vain, A Nowhere was there a single flower alive, just deadened stalks washed by the Autumn rain. Then, in despair, out to the open plain The spirit wandered in the lonely g night, But e'en the grass was sear and dry and dead, And chill was the moonbeams' clear white light. 'c The zephyr moaned, the spirit was alone, Alone, and in a world where all had died! The spirit shuddered, for the night was cold, And drear brown Autumn guarded every side. Home. MARY KLAVETER. The institution of the home has been in existence since the beginning of time. God made the first home for Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden. But this home wasn't a success be- cause there was not unity-one was pure, and the other was sinful-so God banished them. But a semblance of the home continued through the ages until God gave us-perhaps as a model -a perfect home, the one of Joseph, Mary, and the Christ. From the first, their quarters were low and humble, but there was so much interior love, purity and obedience that there was no need of an ornamental exterior. The true home of today should be patterned after that home as much as possible. There must be complete understanding and unison, the chil- dren must be obedient, and the pax'- ents forceful, patient and pure as is+ in mortal's power to be, else it is not a true home. But, even if all these: requisites do not exist, there are, at least, enough of-them to make that word dear to every human heart. There are many scenes that come to one's mind when the word home is spoken. There is the visualization, heightened by an accompanying emo- tion. Webster says, Home pertains to one's dwelling or country, one's prin- cipal seat or habitation? If one thinks of this version in connection with the word, imagine how many pictures- could be drawn. There would be the tenement house, the mansion, the average, house and the proverbial. - ' 'rf'-'-' --M-'-'-v--var-pw an.m...1ga:,.:-:ma 'Tf:.3f w.:l F- :..--,.., . .- v - - - : 'kg 1,

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-i,M....g. -f-K - ,,, , ,,..a,,, Q A- gg , - nan-true'-viii! W' ' 'I f if-u2+F-li'1.f 5' If .. 18 OP' QHSIQI? open sky, gained possession of himself by silent prayer. He entered and was welcomed by his wife, son, and daugh- ter. What was decided at the meeting, father, asked the nineteen-year-old boy, Ulysses. My son, the Indians are planning another raid and Berkley steadfastly refuses to help us. At the meeting were many men of the servant class, good men, who have the well being of the colony at heart. A young man from the next county, and by name Nathaniel Bacon, besought us to take up arms and defend ourselves. Even though our religion preaches against war, I have volunteered to aid the settlers in resisting the Indians. A silence of fear and dismay greeted this announcement, until Ulysses spoke. Father, if thou goest, may I go too. Thou mayest, if thou so wishest, my son, but first ask thy mother if she can spare' thee. Mrs. Bradley, a frail little woman of indomitable courage and pioneer spirit, hesitated. Every principle of her religion denied the necessity of war. But the plantations must be pro- tected, even though she and Faith would be left alone with only a few servants. Yes, Ulysses, thou may go with thy father. Cn the following morning the two men set out, their muskets on their shoulders. They were to join the vol- unteers at a nearby plantation and wait until definite reports on the move- ments of the Indians were learned. Altho it had been a smiling but heart- rending farewell, Mr. Bradley felt a vague presentiment against leaving his wife and 'daughter alone, for be- cause of their Quaker belief, they could not seek protection from their neighbors. After hastily assembling at the place of meeting, the volunteer band began the weary march, hoping against hope that they might thwart the Indian at- tacks on the settlements. I-Iours passed until suddenly, arrows fell upon them from all sides, and among the first vic- tims fell Mr., Bradley and Ulysses, mortally wounded. At the plantation, Faith assumed the responsibility of overseeing the slaves who harvested the cotton in the fields far distant from the house, or mansion, as it was called. At nightfall she turned her horse homeward, but upon reaching the man- sion, she found only a heap of smolder- ing ashes. A heart-broken cry came from her lips as she flung herself from her horse and began to search for her mother. But no trace of her mother could she find. She had either been carried away by the Indians or had perished in the burning house. Oh! Oh! What shall I do? Mother! Home! All gone! Oh! VVhat shall I do? Where shall I go? She was brought back to realiza- tion by the piteous moans of Samson, one of the negro field laborers, whose wife and children had also perished. Samson, what shall we do? We are the only Quakers within forty miles and we can't go there tonight for we might meet the Indians in the forest. Oh, Mother! Mother ! and the pent-up tears came at last in floods and torrents. When she again achieved self-control the timely dark- ness had settled down, hiding the cruel ravages of the Indians. Samson, we can't leave here l Taking from her horse, the saddle blanket, she spread it on the ground and lay down. Everything is gone! And next week is Thanksgiving! What have I to be thankful for-oh, what have I to be thankful for, when my mother is gone? And her sobs gradually ceased as the oblivion of sleep enveloped her. Gradually a light illuminated the darkness around her and an old man walked toward her, his hair hoary with the frost of age, his eyes gleam- ing with sympathy and compassion. My girl, don't fret and say you have nothing to be thankful for. Your parents and brother are happy with fConcluded on Page 261 Sof 'I Ani if Th I An Ali w in tii A4 B1 ca pt ba th ur IV tk bl pi nc p: pe u

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Ii .. V f o 1 Q1 ,A sein-'ra--wr.spa ' 1-'H ff'f MU.. .W 4 - --iff.:-H ...E-fee' 'M' - ' 1-'-- --1J---- - -' -5.:i::a:-1-..:4 ...:.,. , ..-a--f,.-- v - -- . - - zo OID' C-ZHSIQI? house that is always sung of in songs. But this is not thinking home. If you have that kind of a picture in your mind you are not thinking home, you are thinking house. The English language is the only one that makes a distinction between the two words, house and home. The French say, a la maison -at the house. The Spaniards say casa, which means house or dwelling. The Italians say a casa --at the house-U and so on. iThere is always the word for house intermingling, but never a word to distinguish the mortar from the mortal. Gur two great Presidents, Wash- ington and Lincoln, a time-worn com- parison, are best known to cite as an example that the 'exterior of the building, the house, is not important, but the atmosphere of the interior, the home. If the birth places of these two men had been chosen as repre- sentatives of the' men, surely the Liberator would never have risen to the rank of highest official of this powerful nation. Henry Van Dyke says: Every house where Love abides And friendship is a guest Is surely home, home, and home sweet For there the heart can rest. . Truly A this ualize ' home all . mother. solicitous of your , whims. ally , prefers school . , than many, times, is so, for when you vis- you see perhaps. first of ,Mother that .is forever your.wants and even of Why is it a ,girl gener- -to ago, home right ,after to remain?,. She stays but she would rather be at -home,-',.If you would ask. her she would most, ,likely giver you some vague reply such as, Oh, I clon't know., I just, feel as if. I'm through work for that day when I get home. But, intruth, ,she comes back where the heart can rest. . a . . The, childwalways has aninstinctive fC11dC11Cy to go home,,when he is tired Of 2lUY Q'Kl1e1' place. :When he is hurt l1C.1'U11S fiYSL.'CO The maker. of the home -mother. But, perhaps, he feels as William Pitt felt when he said, The poorest man may in his cottage defy all the forces of the crown. It may be frail, its roof may shake, the wind may blow through it, the storms may enter-the rain may enter-but the King of England cannot enter. All his forces dare not cross the threshold of a ruined tenement. A child receives his first impressions of the world at home. He copies the elders of his home, and if one of them says an action is all right, it is un- questionably correct for him. He will say, Mother says I may, or Auntie said so, or again, VVell, Dad said it -so there l and so on indefinitely, always quoting his home authority. We form habits from actions the most often repeated. So, do we form our character by the places which we frequent the most. But, according to the definition, home is one's principal seat of habitation so it is natural to conclude that our characters are formed at home. Students, and even men and women are loathe to believe this, namely, that they are a repre- sentative of what their home is. But, once one fathoms their innermost thoughts, it is invariably so. When the word home is pronounced it has been known to work wonders. During the World VVar soldiers tell how little tremors and shivers would course through them at the mere men- tion of the word that symbolized all that they were fighting to preserve. Many times a criminal will confess on hearing it spoken. Ofttimes in old age tears will dim the eyes in' recall- ing fond memories of home. And what person has not been home-sick during some time in his life? Thus, and in many more ways, has this sim- ple word affected the nervous system. But, all this is an earthly cinema of the word home. When a man of the business or traveling world says he is going home, or back to the home- town, he refers to the place where everyone knows him. That is, the place that has watched his advance. and recorded his failures, here he pa til qu ba thi pr hi: fri afl lif all tO Ca fl Ii V 'I Y 'I I I if I l I I