Park City High School - Kalendar Yearbook (Knoxville, TN)

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Still the -clear voice rang on, not a break not a falter, and the last lines were best of all. When shall their glory fade? Oh the wild charge they made! All the world wonder'd. Honor the charge they made! Hfonor the Light Brigade, P Noble six-hundred! There was a deafening applause when the curtain went down. Nor would it stop. The dean of Columbia stepped up to Joyce. They are clapping you back, he said. Once more the curtain rose. Joyce stepped forward. Then that clear voice again filled the building. There was no wavering, straight through the poem the voice went on steadily. When Joyce reached the street her Uncle Markie was Waiting for her. After they were safe in the cab Joyce said faintly, ' ' I 'm so tired, Uncle Mark. On arriving at the house Aunt Elisa- beth helped Joyce out of the clothes. But she could not sleep, instead she tossed about until Aunt Elisabeth came into her room. Aunt Elisabeth did not stay long but went out hastily and Joyce heard the telephone bell ring. The next thing Joyce knew the doctor was bending over her, then she lost conscious- ness. Tom, thoroughly ashamed, went at length to beg Joyce 's 'pardon for the way he had acted. When he reached his Uncle 's house he heard that Joyce had been unconscious for three days. What is the matter? he asked. Typhoid, said his Uncle shortly. For three weeks Joyce 's life hung in a balance but at last the crisis came. Tom begged to be allowed to watch it through. The physician was doubtful. Without waiting for an answer Tom went into the sick room. He dropped on his knees beside the bed. Sister, he moaned, my little sister. Joyce smiled wanly. Don't, oh! don't leave me, little sister. Why, Brer, she said, I'm going to see you take your course abroad. And the crisis was over, the scales had dropped on the life side. Ada McAlpine, '10, 52

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A , un, . q-ng -:nf Jung qi' 1 Y X 0 h 'fm 12 xl? ' ' X X 1 A ' W x ' A 7' A os... y' . ', 'I' A M X ' ' S' ' f i Q ' l ' V g - tx ROQ Q 4 Y ' H OFFICERS Frances gWest . . . .......... .... P resident Bessie Burrows .... .... S eeretary Foster ' Arnett .............. ............. ....... F u gleman At the beginning of the school term of 1909-10 the Rooter 's Club of the Park City High School Was organized. This is the first year we have had a regularly organized club of this kind and the pupils of the school have responded readily to the call to arms. In learning the battle cries each member has been most diligent, and no one can doubt that the Rooters of Park City have good lungs and know how to use them to the best advantage. The members have been regular in their attendance at all the games and their loyal support has been given at all times. 54