Salem State University - Clipper Yearbook

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bowed low before the queen. Her little captor then angrily told the queen the wrongs Anne had inflicted upon her and her friends. HO queen most loved! what will become of us now? We no longer have any homes since this mortal has stolen ours and ruined them forever. 'f Nay, queen, replied Anne eagerly, ff I will return them all, each one. I did not know the harm I was doing these dear people. I'll give them back their lilies. ff No, my child, answered the queen gently, ff you cannot make whole what you so thoughtlessly and so carelessly injured. The pure white homes a1'e already ruined beyond all hope. lVhat can you do ? Remorsefully, Anne hung her head and said nothing. Slowly, tears of sorrow and pity for the homeless fairies welled up in her eyes and overflowed. The queen now spoke again : 4' Those tears, dear child, are the salvation of my poor fairies. They are tears of true eontrition and sorrow. They will nourish the hearts of new lilies and make them grow to large and beautiful homes for those who are now homeless. But after you have returned home, remember that whenever you destroy a lovely lily you may be robbing some beautiful sprite of her shelter. Do not forget. She waved her hand lightly, and Anne felt herself slipping, slipping. She put out her hand and sat up-to find herself grasping the sides of the canoe. .The sun was just setting and it was time to go home. She took up her poor, withered, mutilated lilies and dropped them gently in the water. Then she started homeward through the twilight shadows. MILDRED FISHER. Miss Sayre objects to a trip to the gas house on Saturday because she has made a solemn vow that she will indulge in no pleasure excursions during Lent. Mr. Adams: 4' lVhat is energy? Bright Junior: 'f Energy is the power to overcome work. f' They have been friends together In sunshine and in shade. Ruth and Abbie. Because of the great amount of knowledge obtained in this school, the following represents the attitude of the Juniors in June, 1908. . all 5 C ', Q3 fe . 1 416.505 ox 9 Z ' 40 W 1 2... O O, ,Ml gb I f'-x 10

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The Water-Lily Fairies. Anne had been on the lake all the afternoon gathering water-lilies. Now she was tired of them 3 so she pulled their petals and finally dropped them in her canoe. She beached her canoe and lay back, feeling rather drowsy. Gradually, the odor from the lilies seemed to become sweeter and more powerful. Anne looked at the flowers and was surprised to see a great many tiny figures moving above them. The little creatures wore gauzy garments of white and gold, their hair was also of gold color, their tiny slippers were of pale green like the inside of the petf als of lily buds, their wings were irridescent. They reminded Anne of the rainbow and of the shining of drops of water in the sunlight. As the dainty spirits walked along the edge of the canoe, their light tread sounded like the patter of a summer shower on the surface of the water or on the lily-pads. One of these small creatures left the rest and approached Anne. Her eyes were like tl1e blue of the lake in summer, but now they gleamed with passion. She demanded with an angry toss of her head: ff How dared you take our beautiful homes from the lake? Do you not see that, without our lilies, we must perish for want of shelter when the sun shines brightly in the heat of the day? You shall come with me to the queen for judgment. ff Yes, came a soft chorus like the ripple of water, ff she shall. The fairy waved her hand and a soft mist clouded them all for a moment. iVhen it passed away, Anne was in the throng of tiny people, pushed and pulled along, no larger nor stronger than they. She could not see, in the dim twilight, just where they were taking her. Soon over the eastern shore of the lake the moon appeared-at first sending a glimmer, a glancing of silver over the water, then broadening to make a beautiful shin- ing flood of light. In its entrancing pathway, just before Anne, there was revealed a marvellously beautiful scene. On a large flat lily-pad, multitudes of dainty creatures flitted about bewilderingly in a fairy dance. The water on the shores of the lake sounded a musical murmur and the leaves of the trees sighed softly. The lily-spirits swayed and floated rhythmically to and fro, in time to the music of the waves and the trees. On the hair of each dancer, a large single diamond dew-drop shone in the moon- light. The fairies smiled, and gaily bowed and glided about in the silvery light. Sev- eral were gently swinging on ropes of cobweb hung from tall reeds and rushes. The rays of light seemed brightest in the center of the pad. Here was the throne of the queen. Under her feet was a carpet made from the gold at the heart of many lilies. She sat upon a throne of delicate pink and white, blended like the tender flush at the tip of a lily petal. In fact, the throne was itself a velvety petal. The queen wore a crown of many sparkling dewdrops in a setting of glistening gold. As Anne and the fairies advanced, there was a sudden hush and the dancers stopped. A way of approach to the queen was quickly made. Anne drew near and 9

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Greeting. It is with great pleasure that we publish this greeting to our class from one of the most highly respected and dearly beloved teachers of this school. To the class of 1908:- A word of greeting and congratulation. Your period of systematic instruction is almost ended. The two years which, at their beginning, stretched away so far in the future, have passed all too quickly. The things you were going to do during that time are many of them, no doubt, still unaccomplished. The weight of wisdom with which you intended to freight your minds against the demands of school room emergencies seems too slight to be measured. You look back over the months spent in the imme- diate preparation for teaching and try to realize what you have accomplished. You look forward with some misgivings to the work which awaits you and wonder what the outcome will be. But your professional fitness can not be measured in the terms of the physicist, though certain figures may be significant. Knowledge of subject matter is undeniably essential and this you have in, at least, a fair degree. If not, the system of public instruction, not you, is to blame. Important as the familiarity with facts may be there are other things which you need for success and these the Normal School, I am su1'e, has helped to develop. They are a professional insight, a spirit of conscien- tious effort and an enthusiastic attitude towards your chosen calling. You will undoubtedly be told upon your graduation day-I have heard it almost every year since my connection with the school-that you are entering upon the occu- pation of teaching at a most opportune time. Commonplace though this saying may be, it is nevertheless true, and there is more 1'eason for asserting it today than ever. This means in the near future more opportunity for the teacher and greater recognition so- cially and financially. But what you are interested in most deeply is the chance for immediate and desirable employment. You are not concerned very much with what the profession may offer ten years from now. Of course, you are looking forward to teaching as your life work. But with the average length of service not more than three years, what becomes of all the teachers? We know a good many who have taught fifteen, twenty, twenty-five and even thirty years. ln fact, it seems as if most of those now in the schools had served longer than the average period. There must be a very large number who, after one year of teaching or possibly two, are persuaded to take up some other calling. Now this is not because of lack of success or untitness for the work. There is some other reason. The professional training of teachers is an excellent preparation for something besides the schoolroom. No wonder the graduating classes of all the normal schools in the State do not furnish teachers enough to till the vacancies. While you have been pegging away at your studies 1, too, have been working hard. The year to me has been one of great opportunity and constant application. At times I have become so much absorbed that the Normal School seemed far away. Oc- casionally sounds from Salem reached me and the chance meeting in Cambridge or 11