Springfield High School - Capitoline Yearbook (Springfield, IL)

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THE, G AP lillIlDilli f,:l51!iH... T 0 L I N E 1.- llllllllll - Then all the tribes girt up their loins and labored mightily. And lol when all was gathered in, the Junyorai had labored best, and so they won the feats of strength. And this was in the third year of their coming out of the graded land of darkness. Then he who meditated thought upon the last year of their chronicles, and was glad g for in it was much strife and wagging of thc tongue, wherein he took delight. Because they were then Senyorai, they must have a chief to sit above their heads and rule their councils. Then was the tribe arrayed against itself, and strife and words flowed free. And certain ones wenth forth with parchment to get a list of those who favored such-a-one for office. And sons and daughters of the tribe put down their names upon the parchments, some favoring this one 5 others, that, until in dire bewilderment some signed they knew not where. Then were the votings cast. The count was made and one, Robert, was chosen chief of all their councils. And then the judge did make him swear a mighty oath to do his duty by the tribe, and, also, even he who kept the treasure chest was made to swear, a thing before unknown among the tribes. And diverse mighty things were done in this same year, a festival, where at the men and maidens of the tribe danced to music from the brass and tymbralsg a ghostly-walk, where spirts talked and bade the warriors of the nation go forth and win, a scribe and lesser scribes were chosen to chronicle in this great book the wanderings of the tribe, and in the month of Junai, the tribe, amid shouts and acclaimation, donned the ceremcnts of honor and so- The dreamer woke as at the blast of Judgment. A voice was calling forth his name. With lip and brow that burned as of a fever, he gathered his limbs beneath him, stumbled down the seeming endless way, took from a hand a roll of parch- ment and so with all his tribe passed into history. all i .1 - I A Page twenty-three

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- - '-t' Angie' c- ' - -to THE, G AP 1llllIDilli l,E1lE... T 0 L 1 N E llllllllll n CHRONICLES. ND SO IT CAME to pass that certain gray-clad figures in long procession, two by two, Hled in and took their places amid a mighty clap of hands that was like to the sound of waves. And round about them were the faces of their friends. And they were much moved to think upon the day, for lo! had they not come, as had been foretold, to that promised time, when in the presence of the multitude they should receive the magic parchment, wherein the cunning scribes have writ? One there was among them who sate him down to meditate. His garments shone with purple and fine linen, as befits the raiment of a rich man's son. But over all he had donned, perforce, a robe of coarsest serge, rough, and of the hue of death. A sweat stood upon his brow. And he meditated long upon the law of the scribes and Pharisees. Then he thought upon the history of tribe, and was comforted. Was he not one among many worthy ones? What tribe of all the tribes could boast of greater chronicles? Then he thought upon the time when the tribe was young, fresh and green, as are the meadows over against J ordang upon their goodly numbers, even as much as twelve score and ten, and mighty everyone, and upon the games held within the armory, where the strong men of his tribe did valiant contest with the men of other tribes, and gained more honors than had any of the youngest tribes before their time. And this was in the first year after their coming out of the graded land of darkness. And in the second year they took upon themselves much learning, and became exceeding wise. Again in the spring meeting for feats of strength, they strove more mightily than before, and were surpassed by none, save only the tribe of Senyorai. And when they in turn had reached rank of J unyorai, then were they a mighty tribe indeed. For in that year a famine came upon the land, and there was much crying in high places. And judges of all the tribes stood forth and spake thus: 'fBehold, ye children, there is no gold in the treasury . We must have shekels or the mighty games of skill and prowess which ye love must cease to be. And then spoke one, Peter, son of Swedah, a judge among the tribes, and said. It is not good the games should die. O, children, go forth and bring in the valued parchment where on ye write. ln foreign lands it is worth it's weight in much fine gold. Bring also, books and manuscripts no longer read by men, and we, thy judges, will award the tribe that showeth the greatest zeal ten several points upon the coming feats of strengthf, Page twenty-two

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mf,-- nveil- flu- u 'r'1-IB c AP iIlIIflil.EilfE iEEinl ., . ............. T 0 L I N E SENIOR CLARENCE GRAHAM, Secretary. AGNES LLOYD, First Vice President. We c Photos by Georg CLASS OFFICERS. ROBERT P. BUTTS, President. NORMA STINNET, Second Vice President SAMUEL SUTTON, Treasurer. CLASS MOTTO. onquer all by Patriotism. CLASS FLOWER. White Rose. CLASS COLORS. Green and White. Page twenty-four '1918