Connecticut western news., 1919-07-03
PROPHECY, CLASS OF 1919 CANAAN HIGH SCHOOL Read at Exercises Last Week
 by Miss Katherine
 Sedgwick

1919 graduated from the Canaan High School, each one promised to write to the others during the month of December 1929, sending the letters early enough so that they would be received py January 1.
 The letters were to be sent to our home towns, from which if necessary they were to be forwarded to us.
 In order to remind us of our promises, we made a small scratch on the inside of our class rings, and each one took the VOW.
 Christmas week had come, and I was very glad that the matron of the hospital was willing to give us a vacation, for l was very tired. A few days before I had noticed a peA culiar scratch on the inside of my ring and I had been wondering what it meant. Finally, it's significance was made clear and I considered 1t fortunate that there was now time to make my promise good.
 Snow fell all day long New Years However, it could not keep me in doors, for like to get into the open air when l have an opportunity. After taking dinner with some friends, I returned to my apartment early in the evening, anticipating the pleasure of reading the longed fore letters. All but one had been re- ceived during the week, and as I was about to settle down for the evening, the bell rang and my maid appeared bringing the letter I had been look ing for.
 After lighting the wood in the osd fireplace and turning on the electric light, drew a comfortable chair be- fore the fire and with my pet angora in my lap, prepared myself for sol i'd comfort. I took up the letters, looked them over, one by one, but couldn't make up my mind where te begin. Here was one from Mexico, another from California, while the third was postmarked Washington. D. c. The writing on one envelope seemed to resemble that of Dora Heinz, but later found that l was mistaken. Finally I decided to open the one from Washington. It began Dear Friend: Remembering my promise of several years ago, am taking time to write my letters, and to tell my experiences since l left the Canaan High School. As you know, I graduated from Morse Busi- ness College, and a short time after. wards l became travelling sales. man for large firm in New York. One day, as was walking along the streets, happened to notice a garage, at the entrance of which there was printed in bold letters: "Blow Your Horn". On the other side of the entrance some one had printed, "H you Don't-No one else will" 1t set me to thinking. Why shouldn't I make more of myself. I would re- sign the next day and look for some thing better. With this in mind, I entered my firms office the nexs morning. Almost immediately the president asked me if l would like to represent the firm in France. Of course accepted, and prepared for my journey at once. On the boat on my way over, l met a very charming young lady, who was going to Paris to study music and take vocal lessons. became very much interested in this young lady and learned a great deal about music When we reached Brest, much to the regret of both, we parted company. After I had attended to the business of the firm in Bordeaux and had sent the reply to New York by cable gram, 1 made up my mind to stay in France for a while, so l went tc Paris. There, one day as l was taking a walk, l came face to face with my friend of the Atlantic. She was on her way to take her oaily vocal lesson and she asked me to ac- company her, so l accepted. Then I began to be interested in music, and after while, my friend persuaded me to take vocal lessons also. The instructor said I had fine tenor voice and should cultivate it. l am now back in the United States, after staying in France three years. make my living by singing love songs and lullabys. Sometimes I sing the SOHR Ildue ldHOuS SlllSt tuS hSaku1 of Nations was formed. You know we used to sing "My Country 'Tis of Thee", now the song runs Our Country 'Tis Those". Now l have to support two, for when came back from France, brought my friend of the Atlantic with me. We are living in Washington, D. c. Sincerely yours, Algott Lindell.
 Was Algott bashful in the old days? Oh no you never can telli But let me open this thick onei wonder if I shall be as much suE- prised as I was by the first.
 San Francisco, Cal
 - December 23, 192a My dear old Kitty
 ?. I don't know whether you are called that now, but Kitty sounds better to me than Katharine, and you