Titusville High School - Optimist Yearbook (Titusville, PA)

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,tw E. B. 5. 'M CLASS POEM Under the portals of T. H. S. We entered four years ago, And oh, the volumes that would have held The things we did not know. Many the lesson have we learned VVithin these halls so dear, And many the happy hours we've spent VV ith teachers and classmates here. And now Commencement day has come School days have golden wings, Now eagerly we face the world And hope to do great things. Life's work in earnest now begins New pathways shall we find, New friends-new tasks to take the place Of those we leave behind. But as we onward wend our way Whatexfer may betide, yy The spirit of our High School years Will be our life long guide. Ideals gained within these walls Before us we shall keep, Excelsior our motto fine For us has meaning deep. Dear classmates, me must part to-day Perhaps to meet no more, May all life's choicest blessings come To each in fullest store. GRACE COLES no 40 eel

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l- A . kvit.3b.6. ' CLASS SONGS Tune, Leave Me VVith a Smile. , VVords by Mary Peebles. To our dear High School, The one we love so well, VVe come this evening, To say our last farewell. Teachers and classmates, VVe leave, but with regret, And days so free and happy, That we will not forget. Chorus. Now's the time for parting, Out of life we're starting Farewell T. H. S., Pleasant hours we've spent here, Friendship rare we've made here, Dear old T. H. S. So, whatever befall us, and where'er live calls us True to you we'll beg Though we hate to leave you, Our best wish we give you- Farewell T. H. S. 'When we were Freshmen, This day seemed far away, But now all too quickly, The time has passed away, And now we are Seniors, A class no more we'1l be, But always in our memory, NNe'l1 still belong to thee. Tune, Tucky Home. VVords by Marion Cohn. Four short years ago, we came to T. H. S. Now we're leaving and our fond farewells express, VVe will always think of thee Cherish with sweet memories The days when we began our Freshman year. Chorus. Farewell dear High School, farewell T. H. S. Oh, how we regret to leave, for us you've done your best. Farewell, dear classmates and dear teachers, too, S XfVe ne'er will forget you as on through life we go, VV e have had our bit of fun, and our work here now is done Forward, duty calls us now, leaving you behind. Still in our hearts, Alma Mater, you'll be And our class of 1922 bids adieu. 'Neath a flag of green and white, welve worked and played Now dear friends and teachers, our farewells we say, Though the years may pass away . VVe'll look back a11d always say That you, dear school, our standard ere will be. wsu 39 ur

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. tw1!C.B.5.-an -- SENIORS LAST DAY IN SCI-IDOL In accordance with the custom of old T. H. S., our last day of school, May 13, we had the right to put on a program in Chapel, and we did! After the underclassmen had passed to their respec- tive places, the Seniors descended from Miss Barr's room into the auditorium accompanied by harmonious f?j sounds from various musical instruments and other jazz creating tools. The class look- ed very stunning, the girls dressed in white with green sashes and green and white sun bonnets, while the boys wore dark trousers, white shirts, green sashes and green caps. Albin Carlson, our capable President, led us through the as- tonished student body, on to the stage, off the stage, and into the rooms on either side. Dick Crouch was then sent onto the platform as spokesman, informing the audience that we were going to have a play. He proceeded to call the whole Senior class to the stage, naming them scenery and various articles of furniture, discovering when he had done this, that he had forgotten the cast. Nothing daunted, Dick began calling for certain underclassmen to help which they heartily but shakily did, not knowing exactly what was to happen. Erwin Fritts was the hero, Harriet Hall, the heroine, Bob Shreve, the villian, and Grimes Bishop and Doris Mullen, the extras to fill in. Now kind hearted Sarah Jane, the High School skeleton Whose chief occupation is to assist such goings on, not wishing to keep us all standing on the stage during the devotional exercises, said she would represent us. VVe then resumed our seats, taking part in the exercises, while that unabashed flapper dressed in a green and white smock, a scandalously short white skirt and a green cap, stood on the table and flirted with our newly married principal, Mr. Stetson, and Superintendent of the Schools, Mr. Pease. ' ' Chapel closed with Mr. Pease giving us a farewell speech, and yells being given for him and the faculty. From there we went to our classes still dressed in our much beloved green and white. At noon recess, the class formed in line, and, in full regalia and incidentally with plenty of noise, marched through the down- town streets and showed off to the town's people. In the afternoon, we terminated our school days in a quiet and orderly fashion, feeling both happy and sad to think that our High School days were over. 'P M- wi 41 M