Annual (May 1900) . A DREAM 4%- -^^ Reclining by the fireside, I watciied the evening shadows fail;My books forgot lay near me, The fire-light danced upon the wall. Outside the wind howled wildly, The world was clothed in ice and snow ; It covered fence and highway. And branch of maple tree hung low. I wish for flowers and sunshine. In place of this snow and cold,Said 1, as 1 stirred the woodfire. And flames high up the chimney rolled. Before I knew what happened,I stood beneath a warmer sky : A summer sun shone brightly,A cooling breeze went gently by. A thousand birds seemed warbling,And to
Annual (May 1900) . A DREAM 4%- -^^ Reclining by the fireside, I watciied the evening shadows fail;My books forgot lay near me, The fire-light danced upon the wall. Outside the wind howled wildly, The world was clothed in ice and snow ; It covered fence and highway. And branch of maple tree hung low. I wish for flowers and sunshine. In place of this snow and cold,Said 1, as 1 stirred the woodfire. And flames high up the chimney rolled. Before I knew what happened,I stood beneath a warmer sky : A summer sun shone brightly,A cooling breeze went gently by. A thousand birds seemed warbling,And to the meadow where I stood. Came sounds of rippling water. Like voices from the deep, dark wood. The dew drops still were as I wandered aimless through, 1 saw great fields of flowers. Which all to me were rare and new. 1 bent to pluck my hands full. When sharply, gainst my strong stairway clock struck seven ; 1 still was by the dying fire. Anna Tacoma, 1901. ?r CORRESPONDENCE 7b //?€? Principal and Pupils of the M. T. H. S.: I find that, as a message to send you through the Annual, I have only the well-worn,but here very sincere message—good wishes, and the best wish I can offer is that theM. T. H. S. shall continue to be as it has been, the best school I know about. If you ever come to Cornell you will wonder at first why this big school was perchedup on a hill four hundred feet above the lake and the town, so that you are more wearyafter climbing to the top than you would be after the longest hour of a hot summer after-noon in a west-side recitation room of the M. T. H. S. And when you get to the top andpause to rest in the cool breeze which never stops blowing over that high space, you beginto wonder why anyone puts school buildings or any other buildings anywhere else than onsuch high places, so long as the supply of hill-tops is not all in use. There must benearly a hundred square miles of valley in sight, stretching ten mile
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