Valparaiso University - Beacon / Record Yearbook (Valparaiso, IN)

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RACHEL M. WILLIAM S MAITLAND MISSOURI Public School M usic. Hark! Her numbers soft and clear, Gently steal upon the ear; Now louder and yet louder rise, And fill with spreading sounds the skies. Rayh' came to us from the Show Me State with winning ways and Willing to be shown how to accomplish great things. After her graduation from the Maitland High School, hRay spent a year studying music at Wes- leyan College. Then came her two successful years at the V alparaiso University Conservatory. She expects to teach Public School Music and Art. Thirteen

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FLOSSIE G. CAIN LA FAYETTE INDIANA Public School Music. Her music in our hearts we bore Long after it was heard no more. Flossie is the weighty member of our class and a HHoosier . She was graduated from the West La Fayette High School and studied for two years at the La Fayette Conservatory of Music. She came to Valparaiso in 1917 to continue the study of music. Flossie Will teach Public School Music in Nebraska the coming year. Herets success to you, Flossie, and lots of it. Twelve

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TIJrOpbecy ' Duluth, Minn., April 6, 1952. EAR SATURN: i I have just returned from South America, where I have been for the last fifteen years as a missionary. One day last summer a small party and myself started for a trip through the jungle to find a savage tribe of Indians whom we had been sent to do what we could to convert. On the tenth day of our journey we came upon a magnificent villa surrounded by gardens, the most beautiful I have ever seen. We were all tired out, and this place looked so inviting that we decided to stop and ask for a nightls shelter. As we advanced we came upon a midde-aged woman reading to a little girl. Her hair, which had once been auburn, was now streaked with gray, and when she turned to us we saw a sweet face upon which long years of patient sorrow had left their marks. Through all these signs of age I could still see something that seemed familiar to me, and upon searching my memory, who should I recognize but Rachael Williams. Of course, I had to have an immediate explanation as to how she happened to be living in such a beautiful place but so far removed from civilization. She told me that in 1922 she had married a young musician, and the first few years of their married life had been spent touring the United States giving concerts. When they had toured the United States several times they decided to go to South America, give a few concerts and then spend some time seeing the country. They had been there but a short time when her husband fell in love with the picturesqueness of the country, and a mad desire seized him to spend the remainder of his life there com- posing. She had protested, but to no avail. She said ever since he had brought her there she had had everything a woman could wish fOr but companions, which, of course, one could not expect in such an out-of-the- way place. He would take spells of musing, sometimes for a whole week, during which time he would not speak to a soul. But she said she didnlt mind that, for she knew when he came out of it he would write a wonderful composition. ltBut, I asked, ttwho is this great composer who is your husband? I will show him to you if you Will promise not to speak to him, for he is musing now. You used to know him, she said. Fourteen