New Iberia enterprise. (New Iberia, La.) 1885-1902, 1900-06-16

merry birds.
| The teacher much unlike her forme,
self will be quiet and thoughtful. AL
| her fond dreams and plans are for the wei
fare of her pupils. Her smile tells a tale
of sorrow borne with the most patient Ell
| durance, which probably accounts for the
children calling her "Miss.'
After the Lille came the Poet of the
| class. He like many others not content
with what he sees of the world at home
Will follow the profession of drummer.
which will give to him the knowledge he
has long desired.
II you should happen to board a train
leaving some commercial centre, you
would be very apt to find him. On the
seat beside him you will see grip, and
you are of an inquisitive nature you would
like to know what it contains. Well sup
pose we solve the mystery by opening it,
The first thing we see is bundle of
papers. On looking over them you find
they belong to the house for which he
travels. After removing quite a num-
Der, little slip of paper yellow with age,
tumbles out. Notice carefully and you
will see it is dated April, 90, and is short
poem written to inspire the soldiers who
Last of all and treasured with most care
is photograph of his family, wife and
two children. The elder lad about nine,
the very image of his father, tall and slen
der with heavy suit of curly hair, and
large round eyes which give the impress
sion of inquisitiveness The other is
stout rosy faced lass of tender years, with
light golden hair and large blue eyes.
But his wife what of herr Does her face
not seem familiar? All now you know,
dark hair, dark eyes, and fair complexion
Yes she is the very one who sat across the
aisle and held little tete-a-tete converse
tions during those long dreary school
hours.
But who comes neXt7 A strange trans
formation-the popular society belle is
now a sober, thoughtful scientist study
ing the hidden mysteries of geology We
shall see her high up on the side of noun
tain digging in molten mass of lava from
a volcano whose crater she has just view
ed, while occasionally gazing thro the
l1fts IN the clouds to the valley below
that has strange dreamy aspect that
seems full of mystery and desolation Be-
hind her in the distance are the Jagged
peaks and bristling spurs of the mountain.
From afar comes the murmur of rivulet
as it rushes down some steep precipice
dashing itself into cloud of mist on the
rocks below
The longer read, palmer and palmer
grew the pictures. So that when came
% the member of our class who was known |
n school as, "The Wild Irishman." it was |
Ill so vivid could almost imagine heard |
he slow, measured ticks of the old fash
oned clock as it stands behind the door
IT the Office in which we find him.
This picture is that of lawyers office.
t is large room, the walls of which are
lned with book shelves from floor to cell
ng. The shelves are running over with
books. There are books on the chairs.
BOOKS on the floor and books in every con-
'eivable place. The table is covered with
'ook papers and open volumes, while near
IN revolving case is varied collection
Il volumes containing the laws of this
rand republic.
In large office chair in front of desk
its the owner of this apartment, his feet
omfortably resting amid the papers on
he table. He appears to be lost in the
ePtha q -Ais. book for thereHzia~somek =
ne knocking at the door, but he hears it
ot.
How cold and desolate everything looks
here is no indication of feminine care,
or he has no faith in the ability of woman
q masculine work and will not toll
rate one in his den.
There was just one other left and
cad on in feverish haste to see what would
ollow for l was not yet half thro' the
ook.
The scene which passed before me was
nat Of pleasant rural home where dwells
ne who was known in school as "The
[odest Old Maid" Yes she is an Old
laid yet, not one Of the sour sort, but
leasant, good natured one which we
laim is so hard to find.
She true to her promise given to her par
nts when but a child has remained ,
} keep house for them when the others
ave gone to homes of their own. This
nished "The Class of 1900," and l turned
le page to see what else this wonderous :
ook contained. Oh, the pleasure l did an /;
cipate, when l beheld The Class of ,
DOL" Fain would l have read farther
lat l might unfold to the coming Seniors
le mystery of their future, but my hour
as up and by an invisible hand the :
Dok was taken from me and found my !
If still seated on the moss covered log. !,
ong did sit there pondering on what | g
I'd just read. ID
The sun was resting on the horizon, cast I
e its golden rays over this fair proud I
nth and bringing out its true beauty as I
slowly retraced my steps homeward. I