Winchester School - Oui Dire Yearbook (Pittsburgh, PA)

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our-prize 75 The fairies of the dell were very much ex- cited, for there was to be a ball that night at twelve o'clock. They had invited the tirellies so they could make a light for them to dance by. -lohnny Jump-up is very important among the fairies because they have a dread of his frequent visits, for he is always annoying them or doing some mischief of the kind as you will see. ' He was now behind a clump of bushes list- ening to the fairies singing their evening song. Happy are we all the day long, As we sing our very gay song, lint we are glad XYhen evening arrives, For then we may dance To the light of the tirefliesf Johnny jump-up had planned to-night to try and blow out the light of the little fire- tlies. XYhen twelve o'clock came the fairies were just beginning to dance. johnny -lump- up was watching eagerly to find a chance, and stealthily stole out. Ilut he did not succeed. The fairies caught him at his tricks and locked him in a Morning Glory. Johnny jump-up, as you know, is always up to mischief, and so, when he was in the flower,he hid the fairies' dew drops. IVhen the ball was over the fairies let lohnny Jump-up go. The next morning they hunted for their dew. At last they gave up the search and went to find Johnny ,lump-up. Little Johnny saw the fairies before they saw him, so of course he had time to hide. When the fairies came up where -lohnny jump-up was likely to be, they could find him nowhere. So they had to go back home dis- appointed. johnny lump-up, Wihere is he? Is he hiding up a tree, Or is he in a rocky glen XYith many other little men? If he comes to bother us, XVe will make an awful fuss, But if he stays with little men XVe will not harm him in his glen. E. A. L., '21, CATBIRD. I wear mild colors of grey, My nest I build with straw or hayg My song, they say, ls depressing by day .Xnd worse at night, l love to fight, lYhich l do with mv bill. Now guess me if you will. l. ll. Rl., '31, THE TIN SOLDIER. There was once a tin spoon. lt was very bright and shiny when it was new. ln time it grew old and got very black looking. Une day the little boy who lived in the house where the spoon was, picked it up and went out into the street. As he was running along the street he dropped the spoon. A few days later a man came along and picked up the spoon. lle took it to his shop and put it into the melting' pot. lt soon melted quite away. lle poured it ont and made it into the form of a soldier. Then he painted it. He took it to a store and sold it. There it was put upon a shelf to wait for someone to buy it. F. li. ll., gr. 5 TI-IE ALPHABET. A is for apple, rounded and rosy: I! is for bee, who feasts on a posyg C is for cat, fluffy and furry: D is for dog, who's in a great hurry: E is for elephant. large and tall: I is for tire, dreaded by all: G is for goat, who eats a tin cani H is for horse, the friend of man: l is for imp, that acts like a monkey: -I is for jackass, that is a male donkey: lf is for kingdom, owned by kingsg L is for lace and lots of things: If is for mouse, to make people afraidg N is for naiad, a beautiful maid: O is for orange, rather yellow: I' is for papa, a dandy old fellow: Q is for question, a thing we all ask: R is for robber, who wears a black mask: 9 is for T is for for V is for YV is for U is street, walked on by alli tree, sometimes very tall: upper, above, as you knowg veal, the price not lowq wind, who gives a lull: X tis for Xt-me, the Arctic seagullg Y is for yacht, which can sail to lloinel Z is for zero, I've made on this poem. li. R. C., '- at

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74 OUT DIRE MY PETS. t ine dav I went out into the yard near the 2nculiato1 auf.l heard a sound like this-peep- peepgpeep, so I went and looked in and saw 1 little peep that had just come out of an egg: it did not have any feathers on, and it Could hardly open its eyes. So I left it in the incu- itator until it was two weeks old, then I let it out to he free, hut it got lonely and died. In a few weeks there were about twelve little peeps that just came out. I used to train them to eat out of mv hand and to eome when I Called them. I BI. XY., '2r. MY PONY. We lived in a country place of eight acres. This place is called Bonny View. I had a pony and her name was Gypsy, I loved her very much. I always took care of her because I en- joyed it. She was a western pony. She stayed in pasture even in the coldest days of winter. She paws up the snow and eats the dead leaves and grass. I once fed Gypsy about ten pieces of candy to make her shake hands, but it took more than that before she would do it perfectly. I always rode her to school and I went over to another girls house to get her to ride with me. One morning I went out in the pasture to get Gypsy but there were no signs of her anywhere. So I went over to my friends house and here she was waiting to take ,lean to school. So I took her home and put the saddle on her. XYhen we left the farm we decided to sell Gypsy to a man who would make a good home for her. I hated to part with her, lint I ride her still when I go up to Saltshurg, M. V. I3., '2I. A SECRET. A Story Told in Verse. I have such a wonderful seeretg Xtould you like to know it as wt-ll? I told it to dolly this morning, .Xnd l'ni sure that dolly won't tell. Colne over to me in the Corner, I mustn't let anyone hear: Sit down, and while no one is looking, I'll whisper it into yotn' ear. Last night I went into the parlor, lint nobody saw me in there: I saw a beautiful dolly ' Asleep on my daddy's arm chair. Iler hair was so pretty and curly. I only gave one little peep: ller dear little lips were so CYIIIISOU- And her pretty blue eyes were asleep. Now, daddy's too old for a dolly, And sister is only just three: I'm going to be seven to-morrow, And I think that dolly's for me. F. E. II., '2I. THE NORTHERN LIGHTS SENIOR. Katherine Finlayson lived in the land of the Midnight Sun. She was tall for her age, and fairg she was as fair as the Northern Lights themselves, which, of course, is saying a great deal. I It was night talthough you would not think so, as it was as light as dayl. Katherine had just finished a myth about the Northern Lights when her mother told her it was time for bed. Katherine, being very obedient, -rose to go with- out a murmur of ill will. X Pk 251 Ili IK She had fallen asleep, and this is what she dreamed: She dreamed that she was an Indian princess wandering through the forest. XYhat should happen but that her foot slipped and she fell in a quagmire and was drowned! She was so kind and beautiful that her spirit be- came the Northern Lights. :El 251 Pk Dk IYhen she awoke she was so impressed by the dream that she said, I will he kind and thoughtful and become a Northern Lights Sen- ior. L. S. D., '2I. IN FAIRY LAND. Now I am going to take you a trip to Fairy Land where the pretty flowers bloom and the brook flows. rg: :gt sg ,ge The sun was just going down. If one would have walked into the garden they would have heard the mother bird singing her lullaby to her birdies, and beneath her the water rippling over the stones. The butterflies were saving Qtlttffl-iiiglit to the gay Hovvers just as the 'Hre- Hies came out to greet the night. It gradually grew dark, and before anyone knew it thie moon was smiling brightly down upon the dancing brook. N

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76 out-nine THE CLOCK. llnce there was an old church. and in the su-t-ple there was an old clock, just as old as the church. It had stood there for centuries and centuries. It had seen lovers walking tltrough tlte woods below, it had seen them married. it hail seen tht-nt buried. 'Iiheir sons and daugh- ters hail been doing tlte same thing over and ox er again. The clock had seen war and peace. tlnce the church had been the center of Z1 great massacre, in wlticlt many white men and women were killed. The people were in church when they heard a wild yell and the Indians came in and killed everybody. even little helpless babies. .-Xftet' ntany years tlte clock face was just abottt cov- ered with ivy. Nuyv. if you want to see it you will have to go to the land of imagination. C. I.. Heli., '2i. SHARKING. Last suntnter one sunny afternoon I went sharking with nty nurse, my brother, his friend. and the Captain. Before we had started I had made a resolution not to run into tlte cabin whenever we caught a shark, but it was si tt nt broken when I saw the great big slimy crea- ture trying to get away front his captors. Very soon one cante to nibble at the bait. so we hauled hint up and beat him lu death with a club. Wie caught only two, about four or live feet long. They jumped so much in the boat that had I been near I should have been knocked t1YL'l'lu1Zl1'tl. IJIICI' the sea began to get rough, so, in case tlte boat might founder, we set sail for home. Ii. R. C., '31. NORTH WIND. I.ast night in bed I was just about asleep wlten I heard someone say, Leonora, I.eo- norafl I thought at tirst it was Mother. But investigation proved that it was not she. I went back to bed and was having :t quiet forty winks when I heard again the voice, it said, Come, come now. I ant your friend 'North Iliindf whom you read about in tlte story call- ed '.Xt the Ilaek of the North XYind.' I ltave a surprise for you in tlte hack yard. I needed no further urging. The surprise was North XVind and all the characters that were in the book. That night we gave plays which the inoonbeant fairies said were very good. XX'e're to give them every ttight now. L. S. D., '2I. BLUE JAY. Uh, I'nt a splendid fellow! lYith ne'er a speck of yellow: I'nt always blue and white, lYith neektie black as night. I'm proud and haughty, too, Of my feathered suit of blue, Ilf my milk-white breast. .Xnd blue headcrest. In another childs belief I'm always thought a thief, .Xnd so I ant, I know it's true, But wltat I am, I ask of you. I. B. M., '21. MY GARDEN. My garden is twelve feet long and six feet wide. It is divided into fourths by plots of grass two feet wide between each bed. Along tlte back of tlte first bed are spider bushes, lilies- of-the-valley, and tlte rest is filled with roses. In tlte second division there are sweet peas, fuch- sias, violets, purple pansies, and making a border are sweet alyssunt. Along tlte back of tlte third fourth are coreopsis, tlten aquilegia, next yellow pansies, and last are forget-me-nots, In tlte last part, catercornered on each back corner, are white lilacs, in front are bleeding heart bushes, larkspur, catnpanula, ntignonette, forget-me-nots. My garden is situated inside of a yellow brick wall, tlte back of tlte garden is almost against it. On each side of tlte wall are benches and I like to go out and sit and read, but I usually sit on tlte ground. Often while I am reading I hear tlte perpetual hunt-buzz-buzz of bees around tlte sweet peas. Once I found a little nest in one of the lilac bushes. I did not know what kind it was but as I watched for tlte bird I found it was a hum- ming bird's nest. I like to take out to my garden just such a book as The Secret Garden and imagine I am in just such a spot. 'When winter comes it all dies. H. IV. L., '22. N ta