Northern Oklahoma College - Roundup Yearbook (Tonkawa, OK)

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Sag a,-ik. elm A. 5.51 .1-3.-1-'Q-, :Ly--.EW L Dear Old School Cecil Artis, '17 In my mind there are thots that keep clinging, Of you Old School, so dear, To me different pictures they're bringing- , Pictures so bright and clear. You're standing robed in your splendor, The students all happy and gay, Some day from all this welll be parted, Yes, we'll go on in life's' different ways. The delightful moments are flying, We are sorry We cannot stay, With prayers, and best wishes, and gratitude, Some favors we'll try to repay. With sweet thots and fond hopes you have filled us May we ever be true to thy name, We regard you as one of the brightest links In our friends'hip's golden chain. May the battles you win be many, . All glory be unto thy name! May all students who come Within thy Walls Never dare to bring thee shame. Happy, thrice happy, we ever are, Whenin your presence sweet, You seem to us a dear old friend. We hope again to meet, We bid farewell to you, Dear Old School, And as we pass along life's way Our thots will turn back to the happy hours Spent here in work and play. Should there be so-me here. we may not meet again Here on earthg to us sorrow would be giveng But Peace,'7 Whisper angels from above, You may join again in Heaven. 154 A

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iraqi- J 5 4 ,ey H .. fi-1-:fl -1'-. 'Q 'Mai- :r3, ,. . ff, Si. Q sfclifql WGVG ll-12111115' Clad and attended the common school, unlike their father who had alWaYS had private tutors. The father seemed to need a great deal of money and spent much L11119 2111114 from the little home. The same kind of wrinkles that had marked the fave of the once handsome young man's mother, were appearing in the face of the once golden-haired girl and the people nodded their heads as' isf to say: l told you so. And there were two graves in the quiet churchyard. under the Stately elms. As l listened l saw the little home broken up. The children were placed in the homes of benevolent relatives and friendsg the bloom had faded from the cheeks of the mother-she had grown prematurely old, and her body was bent from the effects of toil. l.er small hands had found it necessary to earn a l.velihood for the famfily as the dis- solute father had all but forgotten that he had a family, and was headed down the salma' treacherous stream, and headed for fthe same fatal cataract that had engulfed his fath- er. Then came a stormy, blustery night, and a drunken form lay huddled in a drunken sleep in a gutter. lt was the handsome boy of other days, and he was dreaming of the long ago. The sulfering he had wrought overwhelmed him with a sense of horror, aliil demons. of indescribable aspect haunted, rebuked, and tormented him wlithout mercy. He seemed plunged into a dream purgatory, and when he awoke he found h,s soul. His life, however, was hopelessly wrecked, and little seemed left to sweeten the lives of h.s wife and children. Then a mighty resolve filled his demoral-zed brain. He Could at least rel ere them of the weight of his miserable presence, and he did. Placing thc little hoard of money that he had saved fo-r his own selfish uses Where his Wife could find it, and bidding them a long, sad. silent farewell a larewell unobserved by them- he disappeared and his family and acquaintances and the community gave him up for dead. Then Flddlin' Joe came west, and with his body ravished with disease. and 115 soul filled with remorse. his mind gradually weakened and became almost a blank, and it wal: thus that l found him. 1 ' The bow fell from his fingers and he gazed vacantly at the opposite wall. I tip- toed to the door, and, mounting my pony, rode home under the StarB- 153

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4 fi . at an 1 6 ' 'Q W- 4, nn. ' 'L 1 'Q Q l! -3TaH'!',...'tf. Shylock CAfter the Trial Scenes 5 Pearl Schaffer, '17 Shylock groped his way to the street uid St h I 2 'epped out into the sunshine. But he did not see the sunshine or feel the warm breeze that touched his cheek. All was cold and dark night to' him. For a little while no one noticed the stumbling, groping figure, until a street urchin spied him and began hissing and throwing stones. t'Shylock, the Jewfl he cried, while others wrung their hands and cried My duc- ats! My daughter! as Shylock had cried in the streets when Jessica had eloped with ,orenzo. At these words the stooped shoulders straightened, the old fire leaped in the Jew's eyes, and he made his way down the street despite the stones and the cries of the urchins. One by one the boys dropped from the group and he walked on alon D h e. own t e crowded street he went and came to the suburbs of the city. There he paused before a 1 d -. ' H . 1 . ian some iesidenoe and stai ted to open the gate. Scarcely had he touched it when -i 'guard motioned him away, Shylock stared at him stupidly lor a momentg then with shoulders drooped and head bowed, he turned slowly away, muttering, Gone, gone! All is 0'one!i' The words were full of bitter pain, resentment and hatred. He walked on and on: the houses became fewer and fewer and at last he left the last behind, and paused to rest on the common. in that short Walk a curious change had come over his faceg' his mouth was closed in a firm, straight line, and into' his eyes crept an ugly, sinister look, Revenge and hatred were written in every line. The sun sank over the western horizong the stars came out one by oneg the new moon rose and sank. Still Shylock lay as if in sleep. The hours dragged ong the clock in the City began to strikeg the man sat up and began to count-one ftwo-no other sound was borne to him on the still night wind. He arose slowly to his feet and- lean- ing on his staff, peered into the darkness. Then he walked quickly and stealthily to- ward t-he city, often glancing back as if he feared pursuit. He at last reached the edge of the city, but instead of going down the street, he Went around to the rear o-f the houses and stepped cautiously along from shadow to shadow. lie soon ciamebto Cine garden of his own house and paused under a Sfeat Oak flee- ll 1916 -:nal ed lan eb Spokglgiilcaligh Cluicklb' around, he knelt and feVe1'iSl1lY Clglwed Ule earth near the-fly? of the tree Soon his hands struck a steel plate, and he SWB il -OW CTY Of JOY- Quiet 51 takine' a key from around his neck, he inserted it in the lock. The door slO'W1Y T511-fel! u ward lifting the turf with it. Sllylock S11l3lJed.b9H991th 3115 Stood U17 'H 3 Hanov- p ' 6 . - 1 04- d his way until he came to the end. He placed his stone passage, down which ne giope Q h ' 1 1 l 1 h, xand qohainsr ear ae'ai.nst the wall and listened intently. All was Cllllet' lg .D Met hlinber lllaakin-f the yiitll and tpushed. A d0Q1 kTY1RiOCglZIg Znirgst SE?4?gi1gn31Z0gHlnf1in? it mime Img? a key from his cpocketlshe gtglccogcealed them about his person and Slipping behind the bags of gold an JSWS - 0. r 0' ' ' t' Oz d un- Ciock, Sit?-,Od once more in the secret passage. He soon stood again in ne Dar en GCI' the great' Oak' . . . ed at the lower window of a h0'L1S'-9, thiffl I-le walked through 1115 galdfm on the window. In a moment Tubal cau- Vfom his Own' He tapped thrfei iShrlock, what are you doing here? tiously thrust his head out ekCI21 H biz HDS' '-Take these ,and in a few days send them .Shin Shyiock laid lgseheanclokept that -much from the thieves, 1 must flee! Good 2 , f ' I'm going I- .' -O. lg01htg'uaAncll withathatj he cl1saDDQ31'ed mto the. might' b A Veftr had passed since the day of the trial. Antonio was dead-poisoned by a ' 155