Salina High School - Trail Yearbook (Salina, KS)

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of smoke a woman, tall, and with long tapering fingers-one whom I, the Egyptian sorcerer, judged to be a lute player in the temples of Greece. But she, quite contrary to our sacred customs, began to explain in an inspired way the science of geometry, and before her enthusiasm had begun to waver the boards about her were covered with a bewildering jumble of damp finger marks, chalk scratches and various other signs of unwearied zeal and energy. A rush, and she was gone, but gracefully dancing in the trail of dust and smoke were the betraying letters 'M-o-0-r-e.' So long did the surface of the mirror remain unsullied that I thought the commotion must have ceased. when quietly and unassumingly a conservative- looking man entered and commenced a learned discourse on the politics of the worlds to come. But suddenly to my amazed hearing the queer and as yet unheard of word, fquizz,' went off in such a series of jerks that it seemed as if the surface of the glass must have been broken by the electrified charge of the word. At the same time a rare smile troubled the face of the waters, and in that smile was hidden the word 'Warrenf A clang! a click! and from the glass there shot a thousand rays of light as a thousand jeweled pencils fell on the top of an important looking desk. And from the midst of this brilliancy of diamonds, sapphires and rubies there appeared a small lady with her bright eyes fastened on the costly treasures. Hastily she swooped the pencils out of sight, and, taking a determined stand in front of the desk, thus she spoke to a room full of gaping students: 'Whosoever proves his ownership may have his pencil by calling at the desk, but plain identification is absolutely essentialf In the glare of those tiashing orbs, however, no one ventures. Satisfied with these results, she calmly pro- ceeded to lecture on the value of studying Virgil fa poet unknown to mei, more especially on account of the many helpful maxims it affords. So long did she linger on the phrase, 'ne credite fpaucoj equo, Teucri,' that the jewels in sympathy gleamed forth these admonishing words, and as she gathered them up to depart, the letters 'M-i-l-e-s' shone in their multi-colored beams. The next scene was so sticky in its character that it could scarcely be made out. First, a line of impish-looking lads marched in single Hle to a huge pot of paste and eagerly began to poke their Fingers into the contents. Soon the glass was a daub of paste, and through its murkiness I was barely able to see a man and to faintly distinguish the words 'May I awsk you boys to re- move your fingers from that pot?' Then, to my consternation, two of those paste daubers snatched up as many pieces of cardboard, and, gluing them to the glass left me to view the ruination of my mirror and the peculiar word 'Amyxf But presently I saw that particles of the glue were fiying from the surface, and by the time a sufficient amount had been removed I could dis- cern the same man by some ingenious device of electrical attraction fanother physical fact as yet unknown to humanityj persuading the glue to fall away by degrees. A low murmur now seemed to come from afar off. But nearer and nearer and louder and louder it grew till from its confused sounds I could, here and there, detect hastily spoken words. And these words were extolling the vir- tues of a certain Lady Macbeth. The argument beeame so fierce that the glass trembled, and had it not been for the heat of the contention, which caused the glass to become supple and to bend, the reiiector would have been mercilessly broken by the Herce combat. just then a breeze from the Nile, sweeping over the glass, blended the disordered noises into the one gutteral note 'Gemmill,' and, though I watched for other signs of agitation, they came no more, and the Nile resumed its peaceful, sleepy motion. Ru'1'i1 SWISHER, '07, ADA FLANDERS, 'o7.

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Senior Gllawa. The annual was a monument For classes of past days, But let us hope that ours will mark But a parting of the ways. IVIOTTO: COLORS: FLOWER: E. Ethel Adams, Frances Marie Anderson, H. Vance Applebaugh, 1'Alice L. Boughton, Zula A. Boughton, Benj. A. Bearnes, Clarence Batchelor, Mildred Barr, Elizabeth M. Campbell, Agnes Marguerite Clark, Harrison M. Clark, C. William Carlson, Nellie May Elrod, T Second highest in clas t S. Pink Rose. 13211. I 907 is our cry, V-i-c-t-o-r-y. iKnll. Grace May Fouts, Ella S. Freeman, Ada Pearl Flanders, Lela Estelle Glenn, Neva Irene Holmquist, Dorotha May Hagler, Blanche Ingersoll, Luther Jordan, Robert G. Kimball, Katherine Lovitt, Lelah Lyter, Berenice Mull, Vivian B. Matson, Ellen Olivia Ostenberg, i-T1 We'll find a way or make it. Old Rose and Cream. Ruby May Peel Nell Pearl, Mabel Olive Reed, Catherine Morgan Rightly Urath Brown Sutton, Blanche Marie Smythe, Katie Florence Schultz, Nellie Glenn Seiver, 'Ruth Marchant Swisher, Walter H. Sohlberg, Alice Vivian Spencer, Helen K. Seaman, Byron O. Wilder. ' Highest in class. Qllann tllmirrru nnh iiixeruiiur Glnxmnimv. NELLIE. ELROD, President HARRISON CLARK, Vice President CARL CARLSON, Secretary. 'FRANCES ANDERSON, 2d V.-President NRATH SUTTON, Treasurer. v