10
THE
CHEMAWA
AMERICAN
while his fortune in cattle accumulates. As in youth, so in age his
favorite amusement is football. He has played and fed his mind on the
game so much that he becomes the shape of a slightly elongated football.
When he is too old to take an active part in the game, he still reads the
sporting page with interest. He lives to a ripe old ago and retains his
rotundity to the last.
There is one of our class who is always faithful in little things. She is
the smallest of us all, but can win in an argument with any of her class
mates, no matter what time of day it is. She usually wears a serious
face with an expression that is almost a frown. But with the least
provocation her expression changes to a smile. She is a neat house
keeper, but she firmly refuses to keep house for any member of the op
posite sex. After leaving school, she will buy a cozy home in her na
tive state, Oregon. In this home she will have a library, and amidst
piles of papers she w ill spend most of her time, writing books for which
she will receive good prices. She will live in single blessedness to see
the next Halley’s comet, happy in the thought that she leaves no fami
ly to quarrel over her possessions.
Of course we have a “ Husky” among us. He hails from Alaska, the
land of promise and of promising youths. This fellow with his high,
prominent forehead, great solemn eyes, deep bass voice and constantly
unruffled spirits has a calming effect upon other natures with which he
comes in contact. When he speaks one instinctively feels that matters
are not so bad as they seem. Ten years or more from now, he will be
steaming between his home and Seattle in his own boat, heavily loaded
with furs. He will not live to be old and bald headed, but his wife
will find consolation in remembering that “ only the good die young.”
And now to the tallest boy in the class. He is not too tall to play
baseball well. When he walks he holds his head high. I think his
motto must be Aim High,” for when he is working with the painter’s
detail I have never seen him paint anything lower than a house-top.
He is our “ Ichabod Crane” in appearance. He is so bashful that he
sits as far away irom the girls as he can. Mexico had better be making
ready for peace, for this fellow will have marched to that country and
will have conquered it before it has time to collect its wits and its army.
He will be commander-in-chief of the army of our country. Though a
warrior, he will not be killed in battle, but will pass tranquilly beyond
from his home near historic Astoria.
T h eu ex tiso u r youngest, a lad who has gone like a limited train
through the grades. Beginning with the seventh grade at the first of the
year, he has always passed the monthly tests with high marks, and in
the final examinations ranks fourth in the class. After leaving Chemawa,
he will in a few years, be creditably graduated from college. His trade