University School for Girls - Castanon Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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,.-,,.,-Y THE LITTLE RED CHAIR VVe have in our schoolroom A little red chair. As long as I can remember It's always been there. We could not do without it, We have had it so long, We would feel very lonely If it were gone. We sit on it, we stand on it To write upon the board. We would feel if we did not have it Like a soldier without his sword. PATRICIA MEREDITH, Grade V MY ANIMALS At home on my dressing table I keep as many animals as I am able. Each one has a different name, And none of them are quite the same. Each day when it is time to dust, Our maid walks in with much disgust. She says they are a nuisance too, But I do not know what to do. PATRICIA O'NE1L1., Grade V POSEIDON Poseidon was the god of the sea, And a very mighty god was he. A iisherman's trident he holds in his hand And of the whole sea he has command. Every white wave and sea green cave he owns, Even the wind that through the sea moans. JANE ZIMMERMAN, Grade V THE FAITHFUL DOG One cold winter day Lucy's mother sent her and her dog, Tray, to her grand- mother's house. Lucy was to stay for supper and come home before dark. It was light when she started but a big storm came up and she lost her way. Tray followed close at her heels but she soon got tired and lay down in the snow and fell fast asleep. Her parents were worried so her father went out to look for her. Suddenly he heard Tray barking and walked towards the noise until he came upon Lucy lying in the snow. Poor Lucy had been there so long that she was almost frozen. Tray saved her life by keeping her warm and barking for help. ELIZABETH GAMBLE, Grade IV 81

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J: 'f 1 MY VIRGINIA MAMMY ------i Many years ago, during the time of slavery inithe South, a little darky was born on a Virginian plantation. When she was about seven or eight years old she became a servant to a little girl about her own age, whom she called her mistress. During the time they grew up the Civil War broke out, and slavery was abolished. At the age of sixteen the darky servant married, and she and her husband went to live on a farm of their own where they brought up about ten or twelve little pickaninnies. Soon hard times came: her husband died and her home caught fire and burned to the ground. She was forced to go into the city of Richmond to find work in order to support her little ones. One day when I was three or four years old and was in the park playing with my ball, a kindly-faced old negress came up and spoke to me. After question- ing me and finding out that I had no mammy and asking me where I lived, she bade me goodbye and promised to come and see me soon. About a week later, when I was very sick with bronchitis, our maid came to the door and told mother that an old mammy wanted to see her. Mother refused, but just then she was called to the telephone, Mammy slipped into the bed- room, and as I was crying she picked me up in her arms and rocked me until I fell asleep. Of course from then on she was my Virginia Mammy, and many times she has told me the story I have told to you. JANE CARRINGTON, Grade VI THE JUNGLE The jungle is a beautiful place, with its smoothly flowing rivers and mossy banks. Crocodiles bask in the sun or lie in the mud, waiting for food. Trailing vines and Creepers wrap themselves around trees. Shimmery butterflies float about with their gauzy wings. Huge trees, centuries old, stand in stately peace. Feathery birds with gorgeous plumage fly about or perch on tree tops. Tall grasses wave airily in the breeze. Ferns with their lacy patterns grow everywhere. Bright flowers add their color and beauty to the scene. Monkeys chatter in the branches. In the night the moon beams down on the jungle, flooding it with an unearthly strange silver light. Lions roar, and hyenas laugh. Sometimes a weird sound comes from nowhere-it seems. It is a native playing on his primitive guitar. Then you will feel that lonely feeling you will only know in the jungle. NANCY WHITING, Grade VI so

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,f' W .ff 1 'QF ,ff A N A e f 1' L ia, if TC an I Us 1 1 i ,L . . A Q ,Q I4 I ll 'f4 f X , THE OLD CLOOK'S STORY Last night it was very still in the hall. There was no sound but my ticking. Suddenly in the moonlight I saw two little mice. They were playing hide-and- go-seek. The big mouse ran over my face to get into the hole in the wall. I did I10t like it and struck one and down the mouse ran to his hole and never came back to the hall again. MAYMIE PASCHEN, Grade IV THE BAD LITTLE BOY AND THE GOOD LITTLE GIRL Once there was a little girl and her name was Helen. One day her mother bought her a kitten. Helen was very happy with the kitten but she would have been happier had there not been a bad little boy who lived next to them. One day the kitten got out of Helenls yard. Helen did not notice this for she was playing with some children. All of a sudden she heard a piteous mewing and so she looked up and there was her little kitten by her side. just then she saw the bad boy and he had evidently been throwing stones at Puff Cfor that was the kitten's namej. She scolded the boy severely and she never let the kitten out of the yard again. JOSEPHINE LOGAN, Grade III SPRING WAKING Once there was a little flower. She was asleep all winter. One day early in the spring the sun shone bright and said to the flower, Come out, little flower. The flower did not hear the sun at first. The flower liked her nap. But she said, ML Sun, are the robins here? The sun said, Come and see. The flower got up in her white night cap. When the robins sang the grass turned green. 'Tis springf, said the sun. ,Tis springf, Louisa SCHEIN, Grade III THE BLUEBIRDS AND THE ROBINS There was a little bluebird sitting on her nest, The mother flew away and then there were less. I saw a little robin come hop, hop, hop. I tried to catch him but he would not stop. There were two little birds that were happy and gay, One flew away the very next day. ALMA LEVINSON, Grade III 82