Winamac High School - Totem Yearbook (Winamac, IN)

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m % n a bright and sunny building Sa our little Irish Coleen Sa our friend and classm ate Gladys. Ro und about were many c hildren. Un their faces sweet contentment. ho they loved this gentle maiden. Lo ed her with the love o f childhood. Loved their kindergarten eacher. B eath of Springtime, s id the prophet Then we saw another vision. Saw a quaint old country churchyard, Saw a large procession enter. Saw the bride and bridegroom coming. Saw them bound in matrimony; Something there looked so familiar That we bent to look more closely And we recognized our Effie, Pretty in her bridal costume. Weeping Willow said the prophet. In a great and busy city. Manager of a department. There we saw our old friend Biffer; ' Chief of Money said the prophet. In a little lonely valley Twixt two mountains large and lofty. There we saw a rustic chaplet Covered o ' er with moss and ivy. Then we saw the people enter. Saw the pastor in the pulpit ; Looking close we saw ' twas Clovde, Member of the class of ' 16. Flowing Tongue the prophet called him. Then we saw our own first city. Saw the great inaugural hall. In the midst of dear old Glory Stood our classmate, tall and statelv. Stood our old friend, Buke the banker. From his lips the words were rolling Pledging that he ' d serve his country. Sleeping Beauty said the prophet. As the figure rose and vanished. Then they ceased; a sudden darkness Fell and filled the silent forest. Then It seemed we heard a rustle As of spirit passing by us; Heard the cracklmg of some branches. Underneath some stealthy footstep; Felt the cold breath of the night air. Then we found that we were standing Lonely m the gloomy forest; Saw no more the Indian Prophet, Sawn more the old chief ' s magic. Then we turned our footsteps homeward. Thoug htful that we knew our future. —Mabel Galbr

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