St Louis Academy - Academic Log Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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5 xx 4'f'X'JEI1ffillllllllllllllllllllIllllllliifilekl-iii G L E A N I N G S .EPP-1'-E91HlilllllllllllllllIllllIIlIIII!i!!EE!'Zjf'PQ e The picture again disappeared and the Spirit informed us, that we should now go into the next room, in which we would see the future of Hortense Seymour. Yes, there it was, painted on the wall Hortense, our Vice-President, now the secretary to Mr Henry Ford She was seated at the typewriter busily typing some important documents Hortense had just returned from Cuba with Mr Ford having helped him establish a factory there for the manufacture of cars named after her employer The plcture passed and We went to the next room, and there we saw V1ctor1a and Aurella as consulting L1brar1ans of the Congressional Llbrary at Washington It was left to them to select reading mater1al for great men' Much depended on the1r choice We were not a bit surprlsed when we saw them at their work, and enJoy1ng it so much It looked quite natural, because Victoria and Aurelia were book worms We called them such at S L A The Spirit next led us into a room, in which was enacted the future of Bernice McCormick Our Bunny had become a promment Soc1al Worker Every day she was to be found IH the slums of Chicago, feedlng the hungry, nursing the sick consohng the sorrowful and domg good everywhere Manv of the poor, looked upon her, as their Angel of Kindness We passed through long, narrow passages and the Spirit conducted us 1nto another suite of rooms We entered the first one to our right and there we saw Margaret RIZZO She was standing in the doorway of a beautiful home, looking expectantly up the street, as 1f she were waiting for someone Soon we saw a figure of a gentleman walk1ng towards her, he seemed to be in a great hurry and when he neared the house in whlch Marge was stand1ng he broke IHIO a run Margaret greeted him Joyfully and they entered their happy home, closing the door behind them Margaret was married, the first of the class of 1926 We entered another apartment, in whlch was unfolded Emelee s future There she was dancing before a Vast aud1ence Everyone enthused about her, so beautiful was she Emelee Wayman had become a second Pavlowa And we all vush her unparalleled success We were again in the passage way but this t1me xt was not dark as before, it seemed as if the sun were shinmg and streamlng out of the door opposite us Our curiosity nearly choked us and we almost ran into the Chamber of Light, s we called It and whom did we find standing there, but Helen Pocewicz 1n the garb of a Sister of the Congregatlon de Notre Dame Helen had become Mother St Louis She expected to be sent to her old school Salnt LOUIS Academy and there was a general prayer that she would be like our own beloved teachers But then Helen was always good at school and we expected great things of her Leaving this little corner of Heaven strains of beautiful music fell on our ears We hastened towards It and there we saw that the Metropolitan Opera Company was presenting the marvel of the age Mademoiselle Laurette Kurrie and her accompanist the 1nternat1onally famed p1an1st, Miss Martha Cassidy Margaret was playing a Nocturne from Chopin When she had fimshed the applause seemed to shake the room She bowed her thanks and again sat down at the piano This t1me she played the Mlserere from Il Trovatore Who was that singing? Where did lt come from? We waited 1mpat1ently for a few minutes then Laurette walked serenely out of the wings of the stage, contlnuing her song ' 9 . H ,, . V . l 1 I K 1 ' cc ' as ' . . H . ,, . . . . , 7. . . . H . ,, a . . . U ,, . . . ' Cl ' as - ' 1 - - - cc - ra 16 - 6 G 'I '-fit-'limiJIIIIIEIIIEIlllllllllllllllIllIlIllllllllllllllllllllllIIIIIIIIII!llllIIIIIIIIIIIIIllllIIIIlllllllllllllllllIlllilllllIllllllllIlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllillllillllll + 164--S'.f I

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'-5 Qmlr.. 0 FJ Y 1. 0 ,. k if V J K-1 I-X-:areasmnunumnmuuummzess:-sas G L Ii .X N I N G S fiagia,gg,IInmmm.mmmpmgggrggg.-pf- :.. CLASS PROPHECY We had just returned from Commencement Exercises at Saint Louis Academy and being tired sat down before the fireplace, thinking intently upon the destiny of our graduates. The haze around the fire formed as it were, the veil of the Future through which we tried to peer. With Dicken's Christmas Carol still fresh in our memories, Scrooge's Yuletide Spirit influenced our trend of thought. Then Morphus laid her magic hand upon our nodding heads, and presently on wings of Vision, we were speeding off into the Land of Dreams. Out of the Vague mist a figure began to form which closely resembled the description of Dicken's personified Christmas Spirit! Yes! there it was standing ethereally before us: beckoning with his emaciated hand, he said, Do you class of u2'7,, wish to go to the Cave of the Future, to see what it contains? We gladly assented. The earth separated and we seemed to be falling down into an unknown abyss. When we finally stopped and found ourselves before a small, dark and narrow opening. We looked inquiringly about us and the Spirit divining our thoughts, told us in his ghastly rasping voice, which made us shiver and quiver with fear, that we had reached our destination-the Cave of the Future. He also stated that he would disclose to us, in the cave thirteen of the mystic rooms on which our attention was particularly centered. Then he continued, Join hands as the way is steep, rocky and very dangerous. We clasped hands and started towards the rooms. We went up grade and down grade and finally our way was barracaded by a huge stone. We were wondering how we were to remove this obstacle, when suddenly the Spirit in Sepulchral tones spoke these magic words Hokus Pokus Openokus, Lo! and Behold the stone was rolled away by unseen hands and before us lay the first of the rooms inhabitated by Penelope-the Weaver of Dreams. We entered and gazed hesitatingly about us looking intently at everything: there, as in one voice we exclaimed, Why there is a picture that resembled Elizabeth Soszynski! Going up to it we scrutinized each feature and characteristic and recognized it as being the Class President of 1926. While standing entranced the picture faded from sight and another portrait took its place. We saw Elizabeth seated at a large mahogany desk, before her several distinguished looking gentlemen. They seemed to be speaking of a very important matter, she, the centre on which all eyes were focused. We were wondering what and where she was, when a man entered the room. As he opened the door we saw these words: Miss Elizabeth Soszynski of the Diplomatic and Foreign Service Elizabeth had become t.he most renowned French interpreter of the World. Everyone looked to her to settle the French War Debt. She above all people could bring the Nation of France to terms. 15 C945-V13.'. L9 4 llllIIEllllEllIIIIIllllIllllIllIlIIIlIllllIllIIIIIllllllllIlllllllllIIIIIllllllllIlllllllllllllllllllllllllllIllllllllllllllllllllllllllillllllllllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIQQQQUQV1 acl' -.if I

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'-S :NG 0 1--T' 'X'LfIffilllllillllllIllllllllllllllllxIEFSS-iii G L E A N I N G S .ECP-1i?.?IIiIIlIlllIlII IlllllllllllllllllkECI-'X T'-'L va Y f, 23 ,f fl E E 1 0. 4 We listened entranced-how beautiful it was-just think our school mates having become so famous, and they having got their start at S. L. A. Laurette and Martha world renown. Truly time works wonders!! The next alcove seemed to be made entirely out of blue prints. In the midst of a huge pile of them, sat Mary Beemsterboer, of the Beemsterboer Contractors and Builders. We learned that Mary had promised to supervise the remodeling and building of our old Alma Mater. At last we were to have an auditorium, and Mary, one of our own graduates, was to build it. We came to what appeared to be a school room but the pupils were older than the average school pupils. Then it dawned on us it was a class of College Students and the teacher was Anna Rondelli-Professor of Mathematics at the University of Illinois! We left the room in amazement. We came to a place that resembled a studio which Catherine Asma graced by her presence. She was busily working in paints. Catherine was an interior decorator. Her remarkable talent, her wonderful capabilities, and creative genius had won for her a name and a position which was the pride, Cand envyj of her colleagues. Well we were satisfied at last having become acquainted with the Future of our 1926 graduates. The Spirit again conducted us through t'he same passages thru which we had come. They were very dark and one might also say spooky. Oh! Oh! what is that? Gracious, what terrible noises! Where could we be going! Will we never stop? Heavens what a queer feeling had come over us!! Then all at once we seemed to stop with a sudden jerk. We fell down with a great thump and when we opened our eyes, there we were, sitting before the fireplace. We looked at each other in great amazement what has hafppened to us? After a few moments of blinking and rubbing our eyes we realized we had been dreaming- but that all of us should have had the same dream, it was certainly a coincidence. And now dear big sisters, our most earnestwish and prayer is, that the imaginary pictures, that we have formed of you, may materialize into reality -that not onlycour visions, but all your dreams, your fondest dreams, may all of them come true. T I . Q w 9, lx' 17 K 514625054-? 3,',f'19' ' 'IllllillliillllllllllllliII!IIllllIIllIllIllIllllllllllllllllllll!llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllIllllIlllIlmllllllllllllllllllllllllIIIIllllllllIllIllIIlQQ!lllQlIllI' '-1ffL.f4fAg , , K N