The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1908-06-20
BaraSa Commencement
Exercises.
Elevatin8 and Delightful Program Is
Rendered BY Glass OF 1908
and Others.

"wednesday evening brought to q
close the High School days of the
Class of 1908, at which time occurred
the commencement exercises of those
who were then to 90 out to make room
for the many to follow.
Seldom are we privileged to enjoy ex-
ercises such as was our pleasure on the
above date and the manner in which
they were conducted reflects abundance
OF credit upon those who had the mat
ter in charge.
The decorations and ideas which
went to make up the whole were the
handiwork Of Miss Roselle Simmons. to
whom special credit is due.
The stage was prettily designed by
the aid OF goods in the class colors of
gold and olive, and across the front of
which in bold relief were the words,
"Out Of the Harbor, Into the Deep, /"
being the class motto.
At $3.50 o'clock to the strains of a
pretty march the members of the
class, speaker and other participants
filed on to the stage, and when seated
Miss Lulu Peters opened the program
with a pleasing musical number
This is practically Miss Peters first
public appearance in Baraga since last
season and her playing was greatly en-
Joyed by her many friends.
An essay, entitled, "Scott's Lady of
the Lake, was then read by Miss Eva
ID. Mayo, and was in part as follows:-
In the beautiful city of Edinburgh.
on the fifteenth of August, It'll, lit
tie boy was born, who was destined to
become one of the greatest writers the
world has yet known. Very early in
life, young Walter Scott showed de-
cided bent toward literature, and since
he was an invalid for many years, his
parents allowed him to pursue this in
clination without attempting to give
him formal education.
He was especially fond of wild ami
mails and wild scenery, and these fanc-
les were INDUCED to their fullest extent
during his childhood, which was spent,
with his grandmother in the country.
Oh, the blessings of a grandmother
such as Walter Scott possessed! She
delighted him by telling stirring tales
of adventure which had taken place on
the Scottish border, and these he used
afterwards to delight us with.
1t seemed strange that the best
poems that Scott ever wrote were writ
ten rather late in life, and it was not
until he was forty-three years old that
he discovered where his greatest pow
ers lay.
An Edinburg publishing firm. in which
he was interested, having failed, great
debt was left upon his shoulders, and
Scott was of so honorable a nature,
that at the age Of fifty-four he sat
down to pay off this large debt by the
use of his pen. Scott not only wrote
one, but he wrote several novels which
are filled with love and adventure.
Among his most noted poems are ''The
Lay of the Last Minstrel, "Marmion"
and the one which is most loved by all,
The Lady of the Lake, most inter-
esting story of romantic love and adj
venture.
The scene of this story is laid chiefly
in the vicinity of Loeb Katrine in the
western highlands of Perthshire, where
a band of hunters were engaged in an
exciting chase after large stag. They
were destined TO q long and fruitless
chase, so becoming discouraged, one by
one the hunters gave up the pursuit,
until at last the foremost horseman was
left alone. Intent on capturing the
prize, and having almost attained sue
cess, the stag suddenly changed its
course and was lost to view. To make
matters worse, q few moments later
the hunters horse stumbled and expired
almost instantly. Sadly leaving the
horse he tried to recall his friends, but
in vain his bugle resounded through the
forest-no answer was received. After
much wandering he discovered that he
was near the border of Loeb Katrine,
whose waters cleaning in the sun, pre-
scented beautiful scene. Again he blew
his bugle, and on looking towards the
lake he beheld a small skiff gliding
along the waters, guided by beauti-
full maiden, :" The Lady of the Lake"
"A chieftain's daughter seemed the
maid;
Her satin snood, her silken plaid,
Her golden brooch, such birth betrayed.
And seldom was snood amid
Such wild, luxuriant ringlets hid,
Whose glossy black to shame might
bring
The plumage of the ravens wing"
From here Miss Mayo delighted her
audience by complete digest of the
beautiful story which made this won
derful writing so famous, and it was
heard the closing words Of her essay.
Upon returning to her seat large and
fragrant bouquet was placed in her
hands, the token Of loving friends.
At the conclusion of the essay Bara-
gas old time favorite, Mr.. John A.
Cochran, sang pleasing solo entitled
because I Love You Dear" Mr..
Cochran needs but little in the way of
congratulation, for his worth as an as
sistant upon such occasions is plainly
manifested when it Is known that his
services were called from Houghtcn, his
new home.
An essay on Paradise Lost" pre-
scented by Miss Nellie M. Ryan, was
next in line and was in part as follows;
For purity Of thought and sublimity
of aim, perhaps no name in. history
stands out more prominently than does
the name Of John Milton. the great
poet and statesman, who was born in
London, December ninth, sixteen hum
dred and eight. His father was man
of great business ability - well a. an
accomplished musician- He was the
poets first teacher, and early i'm