Texas Military Institute - Crusader Blue Bonnet Yearbook (San Antonio, TX)

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SAAI AAITOAIIO ACADE Order of Books I. THE SCHOOL II. CLASSES III. MILITARY IV. ATHLETICS V. THE CITY VI. JOKES VII. MARKET PAGE Pagf Eight

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SAAJ AAITOAJIO ACADE £egend of the fBlue iBonnet Texas springtime is always Blue Bonnet time. These beautiful. luxuriant flowers, symbolic of Texas loyalty, attain their mature growth and bask in the beauty of Texas sunshine. Many wonderful legends are told of the origin of the Blue Bonnet, but the lore of the Cherokees and Comanches is by far the prettiest. Many moons ago a terrible pestilence swooped down on the tepees of the Indians. Chiefs and warriors died; priests and medicine men prayed to the Great Spirit to send relief. But the Manito had turned his face from his children. Brave men and women continued to perish. At last the Great Spirit spoke. To atone for the sins of the people, an offering must be made in sacrifice. While warriors listened to the decree of the medicine men from the Great Spirit, a little Indian maiden sat in the background of the council fire and nursed her reindeer doll. To her, that doll was the dearest, most precious thing in the great camp. It was made of the white skin of a fawn, its eyes and mouth had been painted with berry juice, and for hair, it had a gorgeous flare of feathers—the blue feathers of a Jay. After the council fires had died down, the little Indian maiden lay awake pondering. Even as the older mothers loved their living papooses, she loved her deerskin doll—but a sacrifice must be made. At last, she slipped quietly out of the tepee, sought a dark corner in the camp and made a fire. The fawn doll crackled in the flame. When the sacrifice had been burnt to ashes, she gathered the ashes in her hand and scattered them. The next morning, the ground was covered with flowers of the same hue as the Jay feathers of the deerskin doll. The pestilence had ceased. Blue Bonnets had been born. —P. J. FRANK. A Toast to the Blue-Bonnet Hire's to the dainty blue-bonnets of Texas Of fragrance most sweet and clear. Which bloom m the beautiful spring time. 7 he favorite season of the year. To gather the dainty blue-bonnets Brings to everyone glee and cheer. And we gather them as our class flower. For all our classmates dear. Pat c Ten