St Francis Minor Seminary - Via Yearbook (Milwaukee, WI)

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esoEa-sa-sp-s-s-Eo-Eaa-sadel ERCE Eye-e-e-e-cz-cz-eae-cz-e-e-c w: $21115 frnm thvrrlaaamm Eh? 5711mm garment 1FTER supper, on the evening of June 31st, 1923, my mother and I packed our satchels and pre- pared for a trip to Chicago the next morning. We were to celebrate the Fourth of July in that great city. It was to be my first time away from home. My joy was so great that it seemed to me as if the long longed-for time would never come. About eight otclock several of my friends came over to the house and asked me to accom- pany them to the railroad tracks about three blocks from our house. I obtained motherts con- sent, but before I went she warned me not to get into any trouble which in any way could shat- ter our plans. When we arrived at the railroad tracks we looked at the various colored and decorated auto- mobiles which were on the flat cars, and which were sent to Sheboygan for the Fourth of July celebration. We also took great delight in walk- ing on the tops of the box cars. Soon a freight train came along, and as it slowly moved 011 one could see that the smoke which came from its chimney left, so to say, a smoke screen. As it passed us, we counted the freight cars. I took great pleasure in this when suddenly some black smoke got into my eyes, making it difficult for me to see. I walked back- wards toward the highway and into the road. Sud- denly I was thrown to the ground, and I felt two wheels run over my legs. I screamed, and my companions, upon hearing my cry, came and helped me to my feet, but it was to no avail. I could not stand upon them for the pain was too great. In the meantime the driver of the auto- mobile had escaped without even stopping to see whether he had killed me or not. My friends carried me home, and Dr. Junck was summoned. The doctor arrived, and after a brief examination said that some bones in my legs might be fractured, so he set my feet in braces. The next morning I was taken to the hospital, where an X-1'ay of my legs was taken. The pic- tures disclosed that both my legs were fractured. The doctor then set my legs 'into casts. For two whole months I remained in the hos- pital. I did not mind the pain in my legs so much as the pain in my heart, for my accident had shattered motherts hope of ever again seeing Chi- cago. The last time she was there was ten years ago. But I have determined that when I fins ish my course of studies, she shall have the pleas- ure of seeing Chicago, and many other large cities as well. eJOSEPH W. JUKNIALIs, t28. Q'aning anh thing ,Twas in September, 1 well remember, That I came to the Seminary. The time has sped by, Now summer is nigh, And we shall depart. But when school starts, We will return again. -JOHN RYAN, t30. 3-329-333-th l 9 2 '2' jmee-G-cs-caeg 13-5 s-a-za-msagg Page Sixty-five

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f w N 333-3-3-3-3-3-3-3H33Qfg T 1 EQC ascE-e-cz-e-cz-e-ae-a-cz-e-c Olhvrry Q'Lamp VERY September, when the school year com- mences anew, and when the fellows come back from vacation, everyone has a different story to tell of some work he has done during the sum- mer. There is a great variety of work done by students-during vacation, and cherry picking hap- pened-to be one rather strange work that I did. Cherry picking does not seem queer to me, but I was surprised to discover the ignorance many peo- ple have of the cherry country. Most of the sour cherries raised in our coun- try come from the upper peninsula of Door County, Wisconsin, beginning on the north shore of Sturgeon Bay and extending many miles north- ward. Statistics show that there are approxi- mately 500,000 cherry trees in this regionethat is saying nothing about the 200,000 apple trees and the many other fruit trees. The camp at which I worked is located on the Door County fair grounds, and is operated under the supervision of HThe Cherry Harvestersi As- sociation at Sturgeon Bay. The pickers work in the orchards of the growers belonging to this association. Cherry picking is by no means a Nsnap, as you would say in modern slang. Although it can- not be called hard labor, it has many hardships connected with it and is often very discouraging to young pickers. To begin with, the weather is very disagreeable to one not accustomed to it. The days are hot, but the nights are cold, and just after a picker is beginning to find rest for his aching back and sunburned shoulders at night, he suddenly wakes as a cold draught blows through the canvas bunk he is sleeping on. The next morning the sound of the bugle at six oiclock is about as welcome to a Hcherry snapper as the sound of first bell is to a seminarist, or the buzz of the alarm clock is to a young man Hthe day after the night before.H The orchards are assigned to the different groups after breakfast, which task is generally finished before seven oteloek. If one is assigned to an orchard several miles distant, much time is lost in going out there and in coming back on trucks. At the orchard several four-quart pails are given the picker, and I assure you that there is no pail filled for which the picker does not earn his few cents, for when the trees are large and not heavily laden with fruit, picking them clean is slow and difficult. Dinner consists of a few sandwiches and some sweetmeats to go with them. It often happens, during the course of the day, that when one has a good start and intends to pick 100 quarts that day, a sudden ruin breaks outefor Sturgeon Bay always has these unexpected showerseund spoils picking for the rest of the day. Such are the trials of a picker. Cherry Camp, however, also has its bright side. When a picker is assigned to an adjacent orchard with small trees heavily laden, he can pick many more quarts in a day because of the early start in the morning and because he can pick later in the afternoon. In a place like this, picking is a real joy. After supper, which is the heavy meal of the day, the long summer evenings furnish many joys and amusements. There is ample time and space to give every boy a chance to play indoor base- ball every evening. After it becomes too dark to play indoor any longer, one or another group of boys usually presents a program before the grandstand on the grounds. On Wednesday and Saturday nights we were permitted to go where we pleased, but had to be back at 9:30 P. M. Sun- day was always a day of rest and enjoyment. All of the boys were permitted to go to their churches in the morning, and the board of directors always gave us some entertainment in the afternoon. They took us to the bay to go swimming several times, and once we were taken to visit the HUnited States Coast Guard Station at the out- let 0f the channel, which connects Sturgeon Bay with Lake Michigan. This was a very interesting and educative trip. Cherry Camp, like all places of that nature, has its good and its disagreeable phases. Taking all things in all, however, I think that the good points win. Of course, every cherry picker will remember with sorrow the high trees, the rainy days, the cold nights and the dreadful blast of reveille; but he can never forget the small trees which seemegi almost a solid mass of red, the in- door baseball games, theevening entertainments, the swimming trips, and the soft notes of taps which summoned him to sleep. And in the end, when his final reward, his pay check, .comes, there is no one who leaves Cherry Camp'without :1 happy heart and pleasant memories. -JAMES W. LANG, ,28. Page Sixty-four

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f A ' N ?EDEO-ED-S 3-3-3 -:-:0 +10 3 sagig 1 E 12C aQe-cz-ca-e-cz-e-ee-a-cz-e-c Eh? murhprer My heart does ever in me burn, My soul, it seems so very black As into my soul my eyes I turn, And trace again that sinful track. Oh God, you will not pardon me! For 1W9 been cleansed from many sins. What! Must hellts fire for me be? Yeseby this sin the devil wins. Full ten and seven years ago, My saintly mother died. When she was buried, yes, I know, For the loss of her I cried and cried. Before her death she said to me, As on her bed of pain she lay, ttOhl that you always true may be, And in the grace of God may stay. Qbak tam, Eh? N THE outskirts of Clinton Dale, 3 city in the Jsouthern part of Virginia, stood a handsome old mansion called Oak Glen. It shrank back from the roadway and was partly hidden to passers-by, in a grove of oaks. This oak grove was only part of a spacious park and garden which surrounded the grand old house. Well- elipped hedges and old-fashioned trellises border- ing a trickling little brook, made the garden most fascinating to those whose privilege it was to stroll through its winding paths. In the back- e'g'ronnd could be seen the chimney of the power house, which was taken care of by the son of the butler, a skilled engineer who had studied at the New York Scientific School of Engineering. The house itself was very ancient in structure, having thick walls, many tiny windows, high gables, and broad verandas and porticos. The front entrance lead into a living room with a large fireplace in one corner. From this room a hallway led into the mistress, bed chamber. It was here in this mansion that the De Grand family had lived for the last fifty years. The De Grands belonged to the F. F. V.,S, the First Families of Virginia. Some of the members were of untainted character, while the same could not Many and many days have passed Since I have lost that grace of God. Today is come to be my last- Oh! I can almost hear her sob. Be still, my conscience! I cannot repent. I have sinned, God will not forgive. To a living death I shall be sent, And now must die as I did live. HIf Peterls sin was washed away, And now he is in Heaven- So shall yourls, my friend, this dm, By Confession be forgivenft These words were spoken by the priest, And in the eonm'cths eye A tear was seen, as his sorrow ceased, And, then was heard a relaxing sigh, eROMAN M. HUEPPER, ,29. Haunteh 11:11:52 be said of another few. Mr. and Mrs. John De Grand and their only son had spent many happy years at the old estate, when the death of Mrs. De Grand fell heavily upon the happiness of the carefree son and his old father. A few weeks after the funeral, the two decided to re- pair to New York, to be withdrawn from the scene of their recent bereavement. The butler and his family had, up to this time, lived in small apartments in the rear of the house. Mr. De Grand, before departing, entrusted the mansion to the care of the butler, who was al- lowed to live in a rather elaborate style. Several new servants were engaged, and he and his family enjoyed all the privileges of aristocrats. The mansion was rather old, and the butler, With the consent of his master, decided to do some re- pairing. Among other things the living room 1nenti0ned.above was replastered and a gas burner was installed in the fireplace. After the butler had enjoyed this life for al- most two years, the young Mr. John De Grand, who in the meantime had married, decided to take up his residence at his old home, Oak Glen. A few monthst notice was given the butler to retire to his old apartments, to allow time for repairs on W33 3 3Q: Page Sixty-six