Salem High School - Lyon Yearbook (Salem, IN)

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A-ti-In if 'LY N' Xl A Doleful Tradgedy A flea upon an inkwell climbed one day, Just to see what he could flnd that way. And looking down, -much to his distress, He saw another flea in that awful mess. Having the He grasped Taking .the To the flea valor of his tribe, a string and around him tied. other end he flung it down, The flea in And climbing up it he made it swing. And it was all the other flea would possibly do, To keep from falling into the inkwell too. the inkwell grasped the string, NVhen the flea came out all shiny and black, other laughed himself almost to death in his made the black flea very mad he called the other a brute and a cad. The This And And And now the laughing flea became angry too, they fought as only fleas can do. T.hey fought and fought until bo-th fleas were dead And with my tale of nonsense said, I bid adieu. which he thlought was about to drown. track CHARLES DALTON A Portrait She s very like those saints with wondering eyes, Grave childlike lips and veiled tresses quaint The dead Italian monks so loved to paint Against the background of their sea-blue skies, St Catherine or St. Barbara, fair and wise, Or gentle Virgin with a little, faint sad smile, folded as in plaint Against her lofty throne in Paradise I think she should be framed in ancient gold Among white lilies, and child angels clad In blue and scarlet, chanting hymns sublime, For our new bustling world she is too old, Too quiet and too innocently glad? lt was .her right to live in Petrach's time! fPage sixty-twoj and hands, meek