Toulon Township High School - Tolo Yearbook (Toulon, IL)

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March, Nineteen Thirty 6 ■ ■ i Him ■ i hi ■ i i i i i mu i ii mi i i i i i i i mu iiiiiiiiiiii mu i i i i i i i a mi i i i i i Lntleirsiry i i i i ii ■■ i i i mi ■: ■ 11 ■ 1111 i 111111111111111111 iii i mint ■ ■: 11 hi nmiini i i iiiiiiiiiiniiii iiiiniiiiiiiiiiiii i i i mi MY NARROW ESCAPE. As I was walking down a street in Paris with my friend she suggested that we go to Versailles, the seat of France’s government from about 1685 to 1791. I knew this was a very beautiful place which Louis XIV had built, so we went to Versailles. A guide stood before us to show us about. When we arrived at the palace of the king, we entered. Just as he introduced us to the royal Louis XVI, lo, the guide disappeared and my friend also. I didn’t know what to do at that moment, but the king took the lead. “Oh, Marie Antoinette, where have you been ? I have been looking all over for you, or rather I had my servants do it.” When I looked down at myself, I was surprised for I had the most beautiful clothes on. My long dress with a full skirt had spangles that sparkled. I was very much surprised to find that my hat was set on the top of my head. I also had a four-strand pearl necklace. My shoes were very dainty. They were white pumps with diamonds glittering on them. I very innocently said, “Why, Louis XVI, didn’t you say I could buy some new clothes to wear today?” “Oh, yes. That doesn’t matter. Weil just tax the poor people more to pay for them.” Before I go on with the story, I must tell you about the king. His countenance slightly resembled that of Columbus. His long robe had a very royal-like appearance. It was trimmed with ermine. He held a hat that was big and stiff. It was decorated with bright colored plumes. “I am afraid that we will have to leave this beautiful place, Honorable Queen,” said the King. “But you know that we can’t,” I objected. “Yes, but if we must, we must,” he said. “It was only just yesterday that they stormed the Bastille where I imprison people.” I lived at the beautiful palace with Louis XVI for about three months. It was a very beautiful place. There was no reason why it shouldn’t be, because the time required to build it was about twenty-five years. As I said before, Louis XIV had built it. All of the workers worked according to his directions. Every artist and architect in Europe helped with it. The interior was decorated with gold, marble and mirrors. The grounds around it were pretty, too. Statues and fountains were everywhere. In October, the poor people were suffering from hunger so a crowd of women flocked to the palace ready for battle. Those maddened women broke open the gates and came into the palace. Finally they broke into my room which distressed me and I rushed into the King’s room. We had to go out on the balcony, and Louis XVI promised the women food. They

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4 March, Nineteen Thirty TEN COMMANDMENTS. How would you like to have Ten Commandments for school children? We hear of the Ten Commandments of the Bible and Ten Commandments for husbands and wives, so why not for school children ? If we did have our own Ten Commandments, would you obey them or would you disobey them as you do the traffic cop rules which should be regarded as commandments? Czechoslovakia has adopted the “Ten Commandments for School Children.” They may be seen on the bulletin boards in many schools. They are as follows: 1. Love your schoolmates; they will be your companions for life and work. 2. Love instruction, the food of the spirit. Be thankful to your teachers as to your own parents. 3. Consecrate every day by one good useful deed of kindness. 4. Honor all honest people; esteem men but humble yourself before no man. 5. Suppress all hatred and beware of insulting your neighbor; be not revengeful but protect your own rights and those of others. Love justice and bear pain and misfortune courageously. 6. Observe carefully and reflect well in order to get at truth. Deceive not yourself or others and beware of lying, for lies destroy the heart, the soul, and the character. 7. Consider that animals also have a right to your sympathy and do not harm or tease them. 8. Think that all good is the result of work; he who enjoys without working is stealing bread from the mouth of the worker. 9. Call no man a patriot who hates or has contempt for other nations, or who wishes and approves wars. War is the remains of barbarism. 10. Love your country and your nation but be co-workers in the high task that shall make all men live together like brothers in peace and happiness. —Eleanor Rist. “OUR SCHOOL.” Toulon High is a wonderful school, For work and lots of fun, Then we get into work as deep as a pool, And find our grades are none. We then quiet down and do our best To learn the things we should know; And our teachers with patience always suggest, “Please make good grades instead of so low.” A short time will end our school days, Only leave us with thoughts of the past; Each of us will go on our way With success as our goai to the last. —Anice Carlisle.

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6 March, Nineteen Thirty forced us as well as the rest of the royal family to leave the palace of luxury. They surrounded our carriage on the way to the Tuileries in Paris with men carrying the heads of two guards whom they had killed. Then came the Fench revolution. Before 1791 I had tried to convince the King that we ought to flee from Paris where everything was one grand fight. He was opposed to the things that were happening, so he finally consented in June, 1791. Louis XVI dressed up as a valet and I disguised myself as a lady of Russia thinking that no one would recognize us. Everything went along successfully until we arrived at a little village called Var-ennes. There somebody recognized us: The government at Paris sent commissioners after us and we had to go back to Paris. As we passed through the city of Paris, nobody showed any respect toward us. This had been a terrible few days for me. My hair was now quite white, and I looked to be a woman twenty years older than I had the week before. In the month of August, 1792, the Tuileries was attacked. At this time the Commune of Paris was trying people. They were always sentenced to death and killed at the guillotine. Now, the Commune imprisoned the King and me in an old fortress called the Temple. The Jacobins, a political club in the year of 1793, wanted to hang the King without a trial. He was given a trial though and hung in January. The poor King died an honorable death. Before he died, he told the people that he hadn’t done what he was accused of doing. In 1793 people were still being killed on the guillotine. I was now being brought to trial in October. The judges were moved to sympathy by what I said to them and the trial was soon over although it seemed like years. As I stood under the guillotine, I tried to be brave. Just as they were about to pull the fatal rope, I heard something. I seemed to fall about a foot, and I woke up rubbing my eyes. My mother stood over me putting forth all her efforts to shake me out of sleep. “Mildred, if you don’t get ready in fifteen minutes now, you’ll be late for glee club. I’ve tried every little while for the last half hour to waken you.” And when I looked at the clock, I found that she was right —Mildred Ham. A TRIP TO THE MOON. It is a Sunday morning of the year 1985. Papa Brown, his wife, and four children have decided to take a little outing in the family rocket plane. So they go out to the back yard with a lunch that Mrs. Brown has fixed, and they get in the plane and start off. From the very beginning the loving wife makes a nuisance of herself by her back-seat flying. But, being a brave man by nature and inured to such hardships by habit, father flies on with not so much as a glance in her direction. “Now, John, do be careful. You must go slower. I can see that airspeed indicator right now, and you are going over a hundred thousand miles an hour! Do slow down !” Two hundred and eighty thousand miles of this. Small wonder that