Prophetstown High School - Prophet Yearbook (Prophetstown, IL)

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the close of the week, the identity of each heart-sister was revealed. The final event of the year was the instal- lation of next year's officers and a farewell party for the senior girls. HOME ECONOMICS CLUB President Edith Anderson Vice-president Bernadine Sippel Secretary-treasurer Geneva Presnell Reporter Myrna Rush Adviser Miss Thorelius The purposes of the Home Economics Club are to create an interest in homemaking, and to increase its members' knowledge of homemaking activities. The main project of the club was serving nourishing and appetizing noon lunches from November sixth to March twentieth. At Christmas a needy family was given food and cloth- ing. At the beginning of the year two and a half dozen dish towels were hemmed for use in the home economics de- partment. Other activities included a tea dance, a penny supper, a field trip, and attendance at a cooking demon- stration at the Illinois Northern Utilities Company. In addition to these activities, each girl had a project which she worked on during club meetings. The club will buy a gift for the school before the close of the year. FFPFYFFFFFFPYYYFF NHi-Liten reporter: NThe art of telling a story consists of knowing what to leave unsaid. WDocH Layman: Nlt doesn't make any difference, my boy. My experience is that she finds out anyway.N Jean L. Nwhy is Roberta so tired?W ' Ruth S. WShe had to walk home from a hiking trip.'

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SPRING SONG The sun makes dancing patterns Upon my kitchen floor, And a gay little breeze wanders in the open door. My garden path is bordered With saffron daffodilsg Glimpsed through shining windows, The green of distant hills. I sing a snatch of song And my heart with gladness fillsg Spring has found my garden, My kitchen and my hills. J. C, SONNET IN WINTER This bleak and cheerless mist falls to the earth And settlestlike a shawl of funeral gray. On lonely wings I hear the winter coming, A friendless thing to make its solitary way. Even the lights conceal their hearts And with groping, frozen fingers fold ' Their chilled and shapeless garments to their breasts, Shivering in impersonal blasts of cold. If someday my world should fall, As a child's castle built upon the sand, It will happen on such a night as this with only nothingness to guide my trembling hand, And my tears will fall like winter rain Lonely and saddened, drenched in sudden pain. Jo Co