St Marys High School - Labarum Yearbook (Saginaw, MI)

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begged a word with his people. His request granted, he allayed their fears by telling them of Ellen and Lady Margaret in the wilderness, and his intention of giving himself up for their release. Fitz-James dis- gusted at the attitude of the people exclaimed, O thou many headed monster thing, who would wish to be thy King! The festal day was ruined, the people walked off in groups or pairs discussing the unex- pected happenings. --Leo Byerlein, '24 . Sunrise on Loch Katrinc-: The blue of Loch Katrine's summer night slowly changed to a purple glow, and then brightened into the rosy hue of early morn. The gentle breeze of the west mildly touched the heavy-foliaged trees and tenderly kissed the shining ripples of the lake. In her azure blue pool was reflected the shadows of the mountain peaks. In dark and misty eddies of the little lake gleamed here and there a water lily, its head upraised to heaven like a silver chalice begemmed with dewdrops. Back in the forest were heard the rustling of leaves and the crackling of branches as a doe arose and led her fawn to the lakeside to drink of the refreshing waters. The gray mist began to clear from the peaks of the mountains while high above them an eagle hoveredg round and round he soared until he spied a point of vantage below, when with a swoop and a shrill cry he sped down from the blue skies above. The smaller birds of earth, aroused by the eagle's cry, now sent forth their sweetest songs. The lark with her tender throat upraised, caroled forth the sweetness, the peace, and the love of sunrise on Loch Katrine. Q. . -Genevieve Quinn, '24

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A Church at Dusk I T was very simple ard austere this little country church but in the dusk of the November evemng there was something about fe fl , g Hug TU it that quieted the soul of the tired world-weary man kneeling humbly at the altar rail. The altar itself, that humble throne of Our Blessed Lord and Savior, upon which is offered His blood for our sins, reared dim and ghostlike in the background, utterly unlike the brilliantly lighted, beautifully decorated altar seen at Benediction. The sanctuary lamp glowed richly red and comforting, telling that the Beloved Father was there to listen to and to give consolation to any of His wayward children. This sacred glow was the only light in the Church and it cast weird, fantastic shadows over the black, indistinct forms of the benches, throwing into relief the happy countenance of the modern publican. -Rosemary Wilson, '24 0 .i. Friends CCORDING to Webster, a friend is a person attached to another kr by affection, regard, or esteem. Through life we are bound to come in contact with people who in some way or another become entangled in the web of our lives. Friends in whom we place full confidence are very dear, as it is quite natural to become attached to those who know and understand our true feelings. Sometimes the appeal is through a bond of sympathy, while again it is through encour- agement bestowed in trying experiences and difficult undertakings. But we have two friends dearer to us than all of these,-dearer than life itself. Oftimes these are little appreciated and the ones to whom we are the least grateful. In them we may find true confidence, true friendship, and true love. They are our first friends, the ones given to guide us in early childhood when we were unable to lisp their names. They are our own dear mothers and fathers,-our only true, true earthly friends! --Mary Jane DeVeauX, '24