Ypsilanti High School - Ypsi Dixit Yearbook (Ypsilanti, MI)

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a dainty white cottage with extensive lawns and flower beds, and as I feasted my eyes on the pretty picture I saw a woman coming out of the door and recognized 1ny old classmate, Theo VVilson. Suddenly the vision changed and Arthur Brems ap- peared. I-Ie was now running a wandering side show. I-Ie. with his extensive brilliant troop, was turning the world. Those who were accompanying him were: Miss Elizabeth Statira Hubbell, the lightning artistg Miss Katie Cahalan, the second Patti, and Miss Clara Kuster, who stood on the out- side of the tent demonstrating for cereals. The success of the affair cannot be imagined unless one has had the pleasure of seeing it. The troop. not entering small cities, had never been able to visit Ypsilanti. This scene was passing, when another one came in view. Stella Shaefer, in cap and gown, was seated in her private office, at the University of Xyz, where many students flocked to consult their able dean. Before me now passed a dazzling vision, so brilliant and gay, me thought it a very fairy from fairyland. And as I gazed, I knew that there stood before me Lucile I-Ioyt. New York's most brilliant society leader, and the belle of two continents. Then my ear was attracted by a whizzing sound, and as I looked an automobile came spinning down the road, and as it approached I perceived the well-known XV all Street broker, Mr. Grover Thomas, showing the sights to his dear friend, Emperor William. Now, there appeared before me a woman clad in the garb of a nurse, watching patiently over the bed of a sick child, and over her hovered angels singing anthems and bearing garlands of roses for the gentle nurse, Celestia Eddy. A photograph gallery appeared and the well-'known names of NVaterman-Tuttle stood out prominently. Then Itfound myself on board a large ocean steamer, and as I looked about me on deck I saw the two familiar forms of

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Charles Thomas had made a great success as a minister, and had been sent to China as a missionary. Grace Crippen, who always seemed to have a liking for helping Charles, was still helping him in the far-away land. Leslie I-Ioren had attained distinction as an orator and politician. I saw him on a stump making speeches. which were flashed all over the world by wireless telegraphy. Grace McCormack and Susie Dean had proven very suc- cessful poets, and in all the libraries of Rawsonville and Inkster, I saw high on the shelves volumes upon volumes of their poetry. Clyde Gass, the world famed engineer, was making sus- pension bridges across the Rubicon. and had at last entered into niatrirnony with Bliss. Ellen Wfortlev, the greatest modern artist, was working in her studio in Palembaug, together with her husband, the Signor Mantagnaniac. Then I heard the distinct sound of sweet melody, and as it came nearer and nearer I saw the accomplished musician, Louise Allen, accompanying the great violinist Issai. Now, then, unfurled itself before my gaze an enormous bright colored bill-poster, with a large bottle on which was a picture of the well-known pharmacist. Harry Nan Kervis, whose patent medicines are a sure cure for all diseases of thc heart. Then, I thought myself on a train going westward. On and on I went until I reached Cheyenne, XVyomingg then to the capitol, and there, who should I find seated in the gov- ernor's chair. wielding the scepter of power, but Inez De Pew. Now there arose before me a forty-story sky-scraper, the entire building occupied by the firm of HCI7'l'l-S07l., Kersey and Co., Flying Machine M0i1Z1tfUL'f'Il1't'l'.Y. Their success cannot be surprising to those of us who recall their soaring ambitions of former days. In great contrast to the towering sky-scraper and bust-- ling noise of manufacturing now appeared on the lake shore

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Gretta Abel and Mr. Robison. As Gretta came towards me I saw that her hat and hair were still strewn with rice. As these dream pictures llitted before my eager gaze, me thought I saw Louis Caplin, but here a misty veil shut out the vision of his future. so I must bid him go to his Sybil for the completion. Then the picture grew more and more faint. and sud- denly I heard mv name called, and some one asked me if I had my lessons for to-morrow-but alas! I had dreamed away the live-long' afternoon, and this is the result. However true these pictures, there is not one of us, I am sure, who will not in the future look hack with pleasure and gratitude to the happy hours spent in the old Ypsilanti High School. 3 333 3333333 Ti- 5 3??F'6 6?3 T