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On a bright and happy day, I he bark of “Thirty” sailed away. The sails of gold and blue were spun, 7 hat shone and glittered in the sun. And toward the ever-nearing shore, Her load of high-browed Seniors bore. ' They’ll conquer self, they’ll conquer all, And with light hearts azvait Life’s call, And at her bidding some will land, On cold, stern rocks, or hostile sand. Some Life’s more lenient moments find And to them, the zeorld seems kind. n u (Vic) One by one, zue sever dear tics, Our chain of friendship, broken, lies. But we’ll remember the days gone by, The happy days at Salem High The days spent there, within thy walls The dearest of all, in Memory’s halls. —Isabel Kesler.
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.. Tn 1-: Wolverine—Salem Hk;h School iccv-zr 3 lllllllllllllllllllll|||||||||||||•l||||||||■ll|||||||||||||||||||M||||||||||||||||■||||||||||lllllllllllllllllllllllllll■lllllllllll■lllllllll■l■l■lltllll | ll |, 11111,11 CLASS HISTORY Edwin Hayden first record as a class was one of remarkable good fortune in being t Jable to stay together throughout the years. It seemed that the rod which I M strikes and scatters classes each year at promotion time fell less heavily ' — on our class than on most. The roll of our class today embodies most of those who entered the second grade under Miss Grace Moyer in September of 1920 . Incidentally, we can almost claim Miss Moyer as our own, since she also taught us in the fourth and fifth grades. Continuing on up the ladder of the grades our class made and held a not unenviable record for scholarship, and with this background it entered high school where the history of a large part of the class begins. We would not forget, however, one member of the original class who went up from our midst while we were in the seventh grade. So let us pause for a moment to pay loving tribute to the memory of Margaret Sears. We entered high school, 183 strong, and enjoyed the usual initiation into its mysteries. We were taught the high arts of rooting pencils, proposing, taking a bucking , dancing, and singing at the sophomores’ pleasure. This all blew over before the mid-year exams, though, and after that we could feel that we really belonged, even if we did still feel a bit awe-struck at the sigbt of a real, live senior. By the next fall our number had dwindled to 107 , but this only served to in¬ crease the individual sense of importance. Because of the kindness of our hearts, though the freshmen were particularly fresh, they got off with remarkably little initiation. During this second year the class as a whole made scholarship records that are by far the best in its history. Clubs were organized, and we joined them. We lost much of our awe for seniors, feeling that we ourselves should be revered as upper-classmen. When we entered the third year the inevitable knife had pared our number down to 88. This was one of the least momentous years of our history, until late in the spring, when we began to take a part in commencement-time exercises and felt that we were at last being initiated into the mysteries and grandeurs of seniorship. We had regained all our old respect for those fourth year students, seeing what they had come through to gain their present height, for we found that being a real upper-classman entailed hard work and responsibility. Eighty of us seniors came to Salem High last fall. We were really quite dis¬ appointed that we didn’t feel entirely different. We also found another cherished dream shattered. We discovered that we were to occupy, not the front rooms in the building, but those which had housed us in the sixth grade. Still we had the real senior home room teachers, so we didn’t mind it so much after all. Soon studies and the inevitable round of senior activities so engulfed us that we didn’t have time to think about rooms. When at last we found ourselves studying “Hamlet " with Mr. Snapp, we knew we were real seniors. Then came spring activities, and that splendid reception the juniors gave us—now graduation—but much of our history is yet to be written. Let us hope that the future will be as bright as the past. ( 30 )
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