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lunior Class Mom Should you ask me whence this knowledge, Into harbors near and far. Whence these views of future clear, And upon the deck is seated Withlife time Bertha, of old school day fame. Withmtheiroglimpsesfoftthe She has started for a journey Of our class in" after years, Round the earth by sea and land, Of the strange and startling future For she's given her life to travel; With its revelatins queer; Then she writes of what she sees. I should answer, I should tell you Writes of sunny India's rivers, Of a vision, clear, convincing, Writes of Russia's frozen northland. Vision such as mortal never saw before. Adine of tse fr contries One ay a I st muingAnd in one of these far countries One day as I sat musingSisurenantesn Of the present and the past, Sits our Verna in the sun My thoughts wandered toward the future Teaching little Hindoo children My toughs wnderd twardtheHow to read and how to write. And things that might come to pass. Hen th re t how me inly Then I saw as in a vision-- Then the prophet showed me plainly, Teaw orem easy avi - A tent of wide dimensions Memory with her quil r and volume Filled with people shouting, laughing, And Sir Prophet with his book. Watching Howard, a lion tamer. Adir Proptthete witly hiook. g Near the large tent was a smaller While I sat there mutely wondering Filled with all good things to eat What these airy dreams might mean: Which Gilbert sold to all the people, "Would you like," said memory softly Making him a mighty fortune- "To look back across the past, Fortune fit for one so meek. Then look forth into the futurePrpetundafwmepgs Of your glorious Junior class?" Prophet turned a few more pages And I nodded, wondering, dreaming Where I beheld a stately speaker While Memory opened wide her book. William of old High School times. Memory read first from her pages, Next I saw a handsome mansion Then the Prophet sage and wise And a peep within it showed, Showed me of the future clearly, Veo, in cushioned chair reclining, Showed me all my classmates future. With her servants bowed before her. "On the first leaf I see dimly" And she's reading from a paper Read the prophet from his book, "Shall women vote, or shall they not?" "A great church with people filling Then she glances down tne pages Come to hear the preacher great." And sees Minnie's name affixed. And the preacher, it is Wesley, Prophet rustling o'er hm pages Wesley, now grown quite renowned; Showed me next a crowded h all And from far they come to hear him, Where Kathyrn, with dark incantations Hear him all the Word expound. Whre an, with r at And up in the choir loft sitting Charms and bewitches with 'her art. As a singer, known of old Slam went Prophet's book together As our meek and bashful Efflie, And I start up with a jerk Now rown reat nnote and bas. EMemory, Prophet, both have vanished Now grown great in note and song. And I mutely gaze around, Then another page is opened Wondering whether these dim visions Opened to a wide, wide sea, Are but creations of the mind. Where a ship is sailing proudly, Then I notice the sun is sinking Guided by a master hand, Round and rosy in the west, And I recognized a schoolmate, And I hasten for a pencil Benson Schaub, a pilot now, To write down down these startling visions E're of them I do forget. VERNA PERRIGO.
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