Southwest High School - Roundup Yearbook (St Louis, MO)

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Indians never harmed them even though sometimes they felt Apache eyes watching them and even caught glimpses of blanketed Indian flgures. These seemed to hover over them and protect them, making the pioneers certain that their wagon bore a charmed existence. 111 WINTER AND SPRING By HELEN CASALO S Old winter held earth in his grip, With ice and snow and gale. He sealed the ponds and froze the streams And made the earth look pale, Now spring of gentler mood has come, In flowing gown of green, Bedeckea' in blossoms fair and bright: And winter's no more seen. Eighteen

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the wagon at once, but fear held him motionless. Were the Apaches really this near their wagon? If they were, his father must not dare to fire a shot to kill a turkey. No campfire, whose smoke would disclose their camp, could be built. Tom grew more and more curious to see who lived in the Indian village. Almost holding his breath, he crept towards the tepee. Soon he was directly in front of it. He lifted up the flap and looked in, blinking his eyes to see better. Then a pair of black, beady eyes met his. Why, it was an Indian! He was lying on a bed of buffalo skins. The Indian lay there helpless, his ankle swollen. It was probably sprained. Tom stooped to examine it. The Indian moved. Tom straightened up. Had the Indian reached for his toma- hawk? Fear held him for a moment. The Indian pointed toward the bucket he was carrying, and motioned toward his mouth. Oh, he was thirsty. Tom felt a surge of sympathy. After giving the Indian a drink of water, Tom ran back to the wagon and told his parents about the sick Indian. Tom's mother gave him some turkey to take to the Indian. How hungrily the Indian ate! After he had finished, the Indian Wanted Tom to help him to the top of the knoll. The sun was quite warm on the hill and no shade could reach them there. When they got to the top of the hill, Tom looked down the side of the cliff and was surprised to see their wagon close by. He saw the Apache looking at it closely. He was studying the painting on the canvas of the wagon. Tom was very happy that he had given food, water, and aid to the Indian. Soon the covered wagon was creaking on its westward way. They looked back at the knoll Where Tom had left the Indian and saw tall smoke signals. These signals were answered by neighboring tribes and sent on to other tribes. The covered wagon with the queer painting on it was not molested. The Seventeen

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OUR AMERICAN HERITAGE By VIRGINIA ANDERSON We, as Americans, have inherited many things: great mineral resources, large rivers and deep harbors, fertile fields, and beautiful mountains. But our most precious heritage is our liberty and freedom. We enjoy the rights of Englishmen : freedom of the press, freedom of speech, freedom of religious belief, the right to trial by jury. We may do Whatever we wish, so long as it does not interfere with the rights of any other person. In fact, the original thirteen colonies became the United States of America because England refused to recognize the fact that the colonists, our forefathers, were entitled to enjoy the rights of Englishmen . We know that our great American tradition is liberty and political free- dom, that liberty and self government are the basis of American and of every other democracy in the world: yet we are allowing our country to be poisoned by pro-dictatorship propaganda, the arch enemy of democracy. A dictatorship is built by one man on the strength of his military power. It is not a govern- ment by the people and for the people, but a government by a man: and though supposed to be for the people, it is often for the glory of one man -the dictator! Dictatorships grow out of a period of economic and political distress. Thus it is important that the American people keep calm and think straight during this troubled time. Unthinking people are apt to look to communism or fascism as a means by which their economic problems can be quickly solved. They forget that the problems were formed by a long series of events and that they cannot be solved in one month, or even in one year. Nineteen