Waite High School - Warrior Yearbook (Toledo, OH)

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ibfhidlfi garden of living flowers N the Hall of Doors there was one singular door which Alice immediately investigated. It was a very tiny door, just a few inches high. Opening it, she found much to her disappointment that she could not enter the beautiful garden that she could see on the other side. The garden, too, was singular for the flowers were alive and were nodding their heads, their faces sometimes serious, sometimes laughing and jesting, sometimes quiet and thoughtful. There must be some other door that I could try, thought Alice. I want to go into the garden of flowers. Do you remember how, as freshmen, we looked longf ingly into our Garden of Flowers, the Senior Class, and wished we might skip all the other doors and go through the little door into the garden? But there are three doors between, the freshman door, the sophomore door, and the junior door, before we can have the privilege of walking in the garden with the living flowers there. But we talk through the door to the flowers and we grow to know them well. Want to see them? Thirty