Western High School - Concept Yearbook (Auburn, MI)

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it u-',.,v-gcc'-1'-fi,a.'r,: : 1 1. - down their own woods and so preserve the beautiful scenery of Sweden. The people around this farm, whether they knew you or not, would always speak, showing how polite they were. From this place, which was the prettiest place in central Sweden, I went to the land of the midnight sun. ' Omutt, in eastern Norway, is noted for its paper and timber mills. It is situated on a lake, which is as clear as a mirror and very deep. On all sides the mountains rise like perpendicular walls. Here is found some of the wildest and most beautiful scenery of the country. Omutt proves quite a contrast with its fruit fields to the snowy mountains. This town is a famous summer resort for artists, and is much visited by tourists. I left this place for America after a year's visit. I came over on the Cunard line and landed at Boston. I saw the statue of Liberty given by France, and also Ellis Island. After passing through New York, Buffalo, Syracuse and Niagara Falls, I arrived at Bay City and my joyful trip was ended. OLGA BODINE, '1 5. .8 Q9 13 The Bracelet HE little Mrs. Doz. wished for nothing more than a bracelet for her sixth anniversary. She thought that she had earned it honestly for she had a sacrificed so many hours of care to her husband and home, and had taken care of the children. But it seemed otherwise to her husband, he thought a bracelet more than she deserved, for their ten years of married life had not been without sulkiness and quarrels. However that may be, she insisted upon a bracelet, not of silver, but of solid gold, if you please. She wanted a wide bracelet with heavy links. That was expensive and Hippolyte, her husband, sho-ok his head. Some could afford it, but not he. The anniversary was draw- ing near and Hyppolyte had not said that he would do. Mrs. Doz. was on needles. When she went out with him, she would make him stop before all the jewelers' windows. Oh! look at that one, she would sayg the large one, ask the price, will you, dear? That doesn't cost anything. Hippolyte was timid, and timidity increases when one is conscious of a moderate salary. He hesitated, but the pretty Mrs. Doz. urged him on with a covetous glow in her hazel eyes. Go on, they wonit hurt you, she said. And when he reappeared dismayed stammering, They asked five hundred fifty francs, she said with conviction, That is not much. Then she added, You will buy it for me, won't you, dear? You know if you would not buy it for our tenth wedding anniversary, I should be ill and so unhappy I would believe that you did not love me at all any more, I really believe it for you show so little desire to make me happy. - Hippolyte hung his head, for he loved his wife, Fanny, dearly, and accepted her reproaches without saying a word. Indeed he would have liked nothing better than to buy the bracelet, but five hundred and fifty francs was a large sum for a newly married couple. At times he would move his fingers one after the other like a man who was thinking. What are you thinking of, my dear? asked his pretty wife. Are you thinking of giving the bracelet to your pretty little wife? Listen, I was going to have a dress made to please you, a blue one like you always ad- vised. But if you buy me the bracelet, I will go without the dress. That is generous of me, is it not? But he objected timidiy, Why did not you tell me the children's clothing and Loralous' clothes are almost outgrown. They are in no hurry, I will lengthen them, she added. Then like a snail

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A Trip Through Sweden I N the third of June, in nineteen hundred and three, I left for a trip abroad. After passing through England, Holland and Denmark, I arrived in Stockholm early one Tuesday morning. Stockholm, as is well known, is the capital of Sweden, located at the southeast end of Lake Malar. The houses of Stockholm are brick and most of them two stories high. They have small windows and look something like our bungalows. The city has cement sidewalks and streets like our modern cities, The king's palace is located on the lake and it is made of white granite blocks. It is plain, being only a square building, and it contains about six hundred rooms. I went for a boat ride one night, the water was smooth and still. The palace was all lighted up, you could see everything as plain as day, although the night was dark. When I left Stockholm, I went to Gotenberg, a notable seaport and pleasure resort which lies in the hilly part of Sweden. The buildings were extremely high, being five stories and made of stucco. The windows were opened by pushing them out. They had a great number of beautiful parks in Gotenberg. The streets were narrow and straight. From G-otenberg I went to Seffle, a little town in the hills of central Sweden. Although small, this town has a great deal of trade. The people have automobiles, but think it is nicer to ride in carriages. They dress in clothes of bright colors, which are of the best quality, and the women either wear scarfs or hats all the time. They have stone roads and cement side- walks. Seffle has many boulevards with bright red and blue iiowers on either side of the road. Their houses are mostly made of wood painted white, others also are made of stucco and three stories high. The railroad stations of this city are built of brick and are in best modern style. Their hotels are also famous for their very good meals and their cleanliness. There is a large river which passes this place, so we took a boat to our next stopping place, Khil. Khil is a little village of remarkable beauty. If you want to see the home life of the people, go to the village. The roads are not paved, they have no sidewalks but paths. The houses are either all red or white and one story in height. They are built of boards laid on iiat and have no porches but stoops. They contain about five rooms and always have a brick fire place which is made like a stove. They have no beds, but couches which open like davenports. They have rooms especially for their spinning and sewing. When they sweep their rooms, they get branches of bushes in the Woods and tie them together. They use lamps of various kinds somewhat like ours. The women wear home spun dresses, and they always have scarfs on their heads. They have bright waists and dark skirts, and almost always wear aprons. Their shoes are home made, something like our shoes but heavier. The men wear the same style and grade of clothes as the men do here in the villages. Each little village has a church and school house where the people go. The churches are made of wood and are painted white. They have benches and organs, also their little choirs, which are made up of old people as well as young. All come to church in same style of clothes they wear every day, only of better quality and more carefully made. The schools where the children go are like our country schools only they teach the Bible as one of the sub- jects. It is certainly a picturesque sight to see the children go down the road between the trees on their way to school. Rodlanda, the name given to the farm which I visited, was of considerable size. The house was made of wood and painted white, and it had seventeen rooms. All around the house was an orchard and in the front they had a boule- vard. They had summer houses made of trees, inside of which were benches and tables. They also had cellars away from the house in which they kept milk, potatoes and vegetables. These cellars were shaped like beaver, and the ceiling was made of brick. There was a large hill near by which was covered by a forest where we used to go to pick berries. They are prohibited from cutting

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which pulls in his head and horns, Hippolyte withdrew into himself and was not to be coaxed. He thought perplexedly that he would give her so much pleasure, but common sense was stronger. Fanny one morning was walking about the room and said in a grave voice, If I should contribute towards buying the bracelet and you give your part of the money, what would you say? He opened his eyes wide. Oh, I was wrong, she said. This money I have saved penny by penny on the household management, I have scraped ten cents here and two francs there and I had counted on never letting you know, but what can you expect? I am too silly, I see you so down hearted. I am going to give you one hundred francs of my money. It is all I have, don't think I have saved any more. Do you want it? We will buy the bracelet with it. Hippolyte held out his hand, but with such a confidence she proudly declared she would pay the merchant herself. Listen, we will pass the jeweler's this evening when you are leaving your office. And the more I think of it the more that big wonderful bracelet appeals to me. We will go in, and I will try it on just for the fun of it, that doesn't cost anything. That evening they stopped as on the preceding nights in front of the jewelers. Oh! there it is, cried Fanny, Look at it, it is really very beautiful. How it does sparkle! Let's go in, only you must not buy it, you must not say anything, you must let me bargain for it. They sauntered into the store, Mrs. Doz. had the bracelet shown her--put it on her arm-looked at it lovinglyfweighed it in her hands-rubbed its smooth surface, and made it sparkle and glisten with such an air that even the fat bald headed jeweler himself yielded to the charms of the little woman and smiled in his best manner. She knew well enough to profit by her charms and asked, How much is this bracelet, monsieur? Four hundred francs? Five hundred fifty, he said with an insinuating sweetness. 'tThat is too expensive, she said. He smiled, and turned upon her a meaning glance, 'tI'll lose money in selling it so cheap, but for you -his manner was as sweet as sugar, it will be five hun- dred forty. You know it is a beautiful piece of work and so becoming to you. She looked perplexed at Hippolyte, Hlt is still too expensive, isn't it, she asked in wheedling voice with a crafty hypocrisy in her voice. It-is-a-a-little too expensive-yes-, murmured her husband, but if you want it very much-J' He had the resigned and sad expression of a man who is thinking to himself. It would not give me a particle of pleasure to have an armlet of gold. Then she said in a decided manner, I'll take it. Pay for it, dear. He drew out of his pocketbook and looked at her- Oh, that's right, you have not enough. She took out of her pocket, slowly and with a half unwilling ex- pression, a little pocketbook, and took out one hundred francs. There, she said with a sigh while she looked at the bracelet which certainly made a pretty effect on her arm. As soon as they were outside, he said, Well, are you satisfied? Oh! my dear, she cried vehemently, You are so good, I would kiss you if we were not on the street. She stopped a few minutes later under an electric light, and examined the bracelet. It is funny, she cried, . I thought it was larger. Are you sure it's the same one We saw last night'?i' Why, certainly, my dear, he said. Oh! it is very beautiful, she said. Five minutes later she stopped again to see if the clasp fastened well. I hope it is solid, she said with a little pout. At dinner she asked, Really, does it seem so beautiful to yon? Why, yes, don't you like it? Oh, yes, I am so happy, only I thought it was a little larger, and she added with a iire of new desire in her eyes, Do you know what I want for our next anniversary ten years from now? I Want a ring with a rare diamond and a pearl as large as a pea in the middle. A short silence followed, and she added-and this is a truly feminine re- mark- It is so much fun, to want something. CTranslation from French.J FLORENCE MANNING, '13.