The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1916-05-23

teen,
Here's to the purple and goldl
May we always to our colors cling,
May our love for them ne'er grow
coldi
Here's to our motto, our life COM
panion,
ITO the heights through difficulty!
Here's to our flower, the white carna-
ton
In whose face there is purity!
One bright sunshiny morning, twelve
long years ago
There stood a ship named "Prep-
aration" on the pearly white sea-
shore,
The waves rolled DER the white sea
sands, the song birds few DER
head,
A why wind began to blow, then the
sails of our ship were spread.
The silvery tongue of bell pealed
forth, our ship was on the waves,
The Bay of Life with it's trials was
before us for many days.
There were many sailor lads aboard,
and sailor lasses, too,
Indeed there was never happier
crowd than the sailors in our
crew.
The winds were calm our first few
years, the waves did not beat
high,
The sun shone ever on our ship, and
blue was all the sky.
Our colors at the top mast were fly
ing in the air
And welcomed by all the blithe sea-
birds that fitted here and there.
There was work each day, and then
came play till setting of the sun,
When this ball of light went to rest
for the night, the days journey
was done.
The moon shone above DER all the
world, bright stars from the
sky would peep,
Then as our eyelids grew heavy, the
waves would lull us to sleep.
But suddenly one morning a noise
was heard outside,
A storm was raging across the Bay,
the sky with dark clouds was
pied.
The lightning flashed, the thunder
roared, mad waves rushed DER our
deck,
No one could stand upon our ship
so fiercely did it shake.
We toiled all day increasingly each
sailor lass and lad,
Each minute it seemed our ship
| would be in robe of destruction
clad.
Our captain bravely paced the deck
and tried to calm our fears,
We looked to him for comfort as we
| had for many years.
Our pilot toiled through all the storm
our ship did ne'er go STRAY
To him and to our captain we owe the
victory of the day.
Twas during the middle of the after.
noon when the thunder ceased to
roar,
The clouds commenced to scatter, and
the lightning flashed no more.
The sun shone out from behind the
clouds and made their silvery lin
ing,
And soon across the white-capped
waves its rays were brightly
shining.
The waves Gained down as if asham-
ed, our ship no more did tremble
The western wind soon ceased to
blow, then our crew on deck as
sembled.
Hank! Out across the restful sea-
against the blue of sky;
We saw black speck floating just
within the range of eye!
Our sails were hoisted higher then
our bow rushed through the
water,
We must rescue others in distress
we had no time to loiter.
The. speck would rise above the
waves, then behind them disap-
pear,
So small the raft that no one knew
till our ship drew very near,
That, toiling and tired, there were
clinging forms
To this raft from a ship wrecked in
storm!
We lowered a life-boat and sailors to
rescue the storm-beaten few
And after a struggle they reached
our deck, and later joined our
crew.
But several sailor girls and boys who
were with us when our journey
began
Turned back to shore because they
feared they could not sail the
So onward DER the Bay of Life we
sailed from year to year
Some days were filled with pleasure,
while others were full of fear;
Some days the skies above were
blue, the sun would shine so
bright,
But other days the storms would
come with clouds as black as
night.