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

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The defy may wind 5 may t the All :shold ssions is the them s un- e will xuntie laid It aitely, Tity. .s the form ch we ing to ncipal ral to s are l even ielieve repre- But, :rmost munced inders. rs tell would : men- :ed all zserve. less on in' old recall- And ie-sick Thus, is sim- ystem. -:ma of of the ays he home- where is, the dvance. :re he JN I or' easter? 21 passed from boyhood to manhood un- til he was prepared to battle and con- quer the world. Then, when he comes back to the village or even the farm, the villagers, or country-folk, are proud of him and rejoice with him in his triumph. But we cannot change from mortal to immortal, as Jupiter, and so regulate our passings in this life. Qur body is not a home, only an inng so sometime we must return to the other sphere from whence we came: Q As trailing clouds of glory do we come From God, who is our home. So says Wordsworth. So we must go back to that home sometime-not our terrestrial home, but one that is infinitely built. There we will meet everyone that has known us, par- doned us, helped us, and read us, not only by our actions but our very thoughts. And when we come to that home we will meet everyone and know Him,.as we could never hope to do here. And then, as Wordsworth says, we will be: Type of the wise who soar but never roam, True to the kindred spirits of heaven and home. The Old and the New West. FRANCES MARY PALLISTER, '22. In the mountains of the VVest, In that lofty place of rest, Where the dewy purple mist hangs over all, Touching valley, hill and sparkling waterfall, With its solitary gray. There the Whip-poor-will is calling From the pines, whose shadows fall- ing Like a far-off, misty curtain on a dream As they bend above the trickling, laughing stream. Where the sunbeams laugh and play, Play at hide and seek throughout the sighing trees. That give warning to the wandering gypsy breeze, When the crafty panther lurks, And the cat-lynx smiles and smirks And the rattler writhes itself among the reeds. I I-Iereithe cavemen used to dwell In their damp and dusky cell. Here the Indians used to lurk Silent in their savage mirth, As a deer would come to drink At some fatal water's brink, While nearby his death hid in the weeds. Now the white men roam these hills With the same mysterious thrills That the Indians felt in far-off days of old, VVhen some warrior strong and bold Would, by campfire's ruddy glow, Tell of deeds of long ago. The same sun shone overall, The same stars gleamed at night, The moon with her silvery glow Changes darkness into lightg She looks down upon us all, Her children great and small, As in those far-off days of old, The days of Indian warriors bold.

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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

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I'ff H' . . - if 5' 'i W ' i i if ,mvawuau-alum-and ? ' ws .1 -,V -J ' 'Ei'+sl'114 545g.:':g T'gQ e n'N ' -M T . - --------11-. .Y . - -- . .-.--... .--. ,. fr -1,7-,-gr, 1- .--..,-.A-0:4--,V .. . Y. '-- -. . 22 QQOP? easter The Initiation. ANNA MARGUERITE STQLZ, '22, Bob was frankly troubled. During the three years he had spent at Per- win University he had worked hard -and earnestly to secure a membership in the Perwin Boat Club. At last he had received the coveted invitation and at first had been overjoyed at the honor, but now he was neither joyful nor elated. Charles Montene, the president of the club, had just told Bob what his initiation was to be. About three miles up the river, there is an old cabin, he said. In this you have to spend a night by yourself. It seems to be a haunted place according to what many people say, but I don't think you would be afraid of ghosts after what we saw in France, would you, Bob? Your vigil is scheduled for Saturday night, old fellow, let me know what you de- cide Friday, in case you have any ob-- jection to staying there Friday came and with it Bob's de- cision. Yes, he had told the presi- dent, of course I'll stay in that place. You fellows didn't suppose I was an all-around coward, did you? In spite of his seeming light- heartedness, Bob was quite uneasy. He told himself again and again that no one but an ignorant person would believe in ghosts anyway, but yet the queer, creepy feeling prevailed when- ever he thought of the deserted cabin. On Saturday night the youth set out at nine o'clock for the cabin. He paddled up the river in his canoe, a great full moon turned the river to silver while on each side of the -green leaves of the trees swayed gently to and fro in the soft breeze. The scene was so bright and so courage-giving that the boy almost forgot his uneasi- ness, and by the time he reached the cabin his spirits were restored t-o their usual happy state. I He entered the small hut whistling, lit the candle he had brought with him and gazed about. The place consisted of but one room and in this was a rude bunk which was to serve him as a bed, and a chair which had seen better days. 'fNothing spooky around here, he commented. I guess I'll read a bit to pass the time, it might help to make ine tired out so that I won't have to hear the old ghosts if they come around. He did read a long time, in fact, he finished a very interesting book before he finally extinguished his light and went to bed. He soon fell asleep and the place was peaceful for a time, until all at once he awoke. He knew not how long he had slept, he only knew that he had been awakened by the rude thud of something soft and clammy falling upon his bare arm. He reached out his other hand to grasp it but it gently slid through his fingers, giving a low moan.. By this time he was actually beginning to believe that the suspicions of some people were correct. This awful place must be haunted after all He had not quite recovered from this fright when he heard three low knocks coming from what seemed to be the other side of the room. These were fol- lowed by a scream that made Bob tremble from head to foot. He tried to get up and listen but he was so frightened that he could not stir, so he lay perfectly still, frantically wish- ing that he had never heard of the Boat Club. Soon the clammy object came again and this time brushed his face. It moaned again and then Bob heard a thud as ,if the thing had dropped to the floor. He now found strength to rouse himself and when once on his feet, regained his self con- trol as he stumbled to the door. He was about to unbolt it and rush to freedom when he thought of the say- ing, Only a coward runneth from mysterious danger His honor tri- umphed and he groped his way back to of spc frig TSW the it lig url sol po an If If If H ti st si O.. g. S w tl Sl ri a tc