Gilpin observer., 1918-04-25
SCHOOL NOTES
(LMelia Richards)

MISS MltCEell HAS Dctu Ou tuc SACh
list this week.
Wilbur and Viola Richards enter
tanned the Senior and Junior classes
of the High school, and the faculty,
last Friday evening, showing them
fine time and filling them as full of
good things as the Kaiser is OF con.
ceit.
The faculty have had charge Of the
morning exercises during the year.
and many interesting and helpful
things have been given. Tuesday
morning Mrs. Florence Gall read
an original legend about our state
flower-the columbine. Like all pap
ers and talks given by Mrs. Gill, It
proved so delightfully."- interesting.
that We finally got up nerve enough
to ask if we might publish it as
school notes." as 1t will prove to be
just as interesting to the public as
it was to the scholars. And so here
it is:
A Legend
Once upon a time, the Fairy Prin-
cess Of the sky, sat in her Castle of
Dreams. busily designing a new flow
err which should delight the hearts of
gods and men. For you must know,
that every flower that grows, be it
beautiful rose, or a poison weed,
is designed by the gods either for
good or Ill.
Now this particular Fairy Princess,
who was queen Of the sky, loved
mortal, and at lis request had prom
ised to devise the most beautiful
flower that had ever grown upon the
earth. At first, she could think of
nothing new. She herself had plan
ned the butter-cup, with its dainty
petals of glowing gold, and the firing
ed daisy, the beautiful rose and the
exquisite purple violet. What could
she think of as any improvement
upon these?
Thus meditatipg, she entered the
chariot of the Sun God. and drove
The Sun God loved Flora, this beau
tiful goddess of the flowers and
queen of the sky, and knew that she
did not return his love- 1t was he,
who in a fit of mad jealousy, had
caused Flora to instil deadly pois-
on into the beautiful fox-glove, and
who had himself concealed poison In
the gorgeous lark-spur.
So now he said "Cf what do you
dream. beautiful Queen of my
Hearth" .'
my lord" she answered him, "I
do but dream OF the most beautiful
flower yet to be created"
But when he entreated her further
she, fearing his jealousy, would tell
him nothing of her design. Fer she
had found 1t in her drive across the
morning skies. They returned home
the god sullen and angry, meditat-
ing upon secret revenge; Flora wrap
ped in the dream of her hearts de.
sire. .s-
Alighting at the door OF her pal
ace. dreaming only OF her flower. the
beautiful goddess forgot even to bid
farewell to the Sun Gcd; and so as
is the way with man. be he human
or divine, he derarted in great
wrath with Flora. lIn--
Flora could scarcely wait to begin
her work, and quickly dismissing
her attendants she set to work upon
her new design. From the blue cur
tain Of the sky, she cut out with her
magic scissors five petals of Heay-
, ems own blue. From the white of
her own flowing robe, five white
ones. From the wrathy Sum God
himself, she had stolen the bottled
rays of the sun. for are not all things
fair in love and war? And this was
war and love coml ined-the selfish
love that would keep all good for
himself alone ard yield no good to
mortals, and the war Of the beauti.
full Flora against the evil designs of
the God of Light.
Now you must know that these
wonderful scissors would cut a mill
Ion petals at a stroke, and Floras
magic needle could put them togeth.
er. million a second So she laid
first the beautiful blue petals in the
shape of q star: then upon them, in
the same design. but smaller, she
laid five white petals. In the heart
OF this star, thus fashioned, she plac-
ed few rays from those which she
had taken from the sun.
She added as leaves, the green
fringe from the harness OF the gods
own steeds, and as stems, the green