Waltham High School - Mirror Yearbook (Waltham, MA)

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THE IUIRROR 21 Class Prophecu, 1925 Qeralcl A, Evans It all happened during the summer ot 1945. Even now I do not know whether it was a dream or a reality, nevertheless, the facts are here to relate. For three months a great drought had held the country in its grasp. All green plant life was parched and dry, streams were dried up, and even life itself was becoming almost unbearable. The news- papers had stated that the cause of this disaster was the intrusion of a new planet into our universe. But what could a star have to do with a drought? As I sat in a little cabin on a small island off the coast of California, where I was spending a measly two weeks va- cation, I listened on my radio and pon- dered, wishing for things I could not have, wondering what to do and in fact, being generally dissatisfied with every- thing. In the midst of these thoughts the faint odor of baked beans came drift- ing to me over the radio accompanied with the legend This is the friendly voice Boston. As if started by a gun shot my memory began to climb back down the ladder of the past. I snatched up an old copy of the Mirror, our high school pa- per, that I had brought along with me, and, as I read through its pages, the picture came into my mind of our grad- uation from high school and how I longed to see my old companions and class- mates again. Lost in these reflections I seemed to be back again in my youth when-sud- denly there was a loud snap, a wind blew across my face, I heard a throbbing hum like that of a huge turbine, and felt a sensation of great suspense. Then there was a slight jolt. At last I mustered enough courage to open my eyes. I looked and saw not the seething coul- dron of a burning sky with its mirrored reflection in the sea beneath, but fields of golden and blue iiowers covered with the sapphire canopy of a cloudless sky. XYhere was I? VX'as this all a dream? IVhat had happened? Then on looking about me to find someone to answer my questions, I discovered that there was not a soul in sight. The cabin, no longer on an island, seemed to be resting in the center of a beautiful valley surrounded by high snow capped mountains. On looking closer about me I discovered a glistening white ,road leading through the fields of flowers straight for a pass in the mountains. As the road undoubtedly led some- where, I started to walk along it, but the further I walked the more distant the mountains seemed to be. After con- tinuing sometime I stopped to rest un- der a large, shady tree. XVhile sitting there I heard a noise: a tiny hum like that of a mosquito, at first, which stead- ily grew in intensity to that of a bee. I looked about and in the sky over the mountains I saw a small black speck that grew larger as it approached with in- credible speed. Larger and larger it grew, gradually assuming the shape of a bird. Soon it was nearly overhead and I decided that it was some sort- of an aeroplane. Rush- ing out into a neighboring field I jumped up and down, waved my arms wildly, and shouted at the top of my voice, hop- ing to attract the attention of whoever might be in it. It paused for a moment, circled a few times, tilted downward, and slid silently down to a resting place on the ground a few feet away. A goggled and hooded figure hopped out and came towards me. At first fear gripped me, but as soon as he removed the goggles and helmet, cur- iosity and doubttook hold of me. Surely it could not be,lyet it looked like him, and when he Pitcher. I showered him with questions. IYhere am I? I-Iow you get here? of answering he told me to get into the plane with him and he would take me to the Capitol. As we fiew over the fields and mountains he related his story. I was in another world called Clym- pia. The Olympians were a thousand years ahead of the people on Earth. They had made many new scientific discover- ies and had put them into use. It was spoke I knew it was Bob did I get here? How did NYho lives here? Instead

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THE ITIIRRCDR GERALD EDAHS Class Prophet

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