Arlington High School - Stillaguamish Trail Yearbook (Arlington, WA)

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MEMORIES As the world revolves from year to year. Changing time and ways. Deep in our hearts we can’t forget Those joyous high school days. We go back to days on the campus. Fond memories linger there still, And think of that dear old building Which crowns the towering hill. We climb the familiar stairway Ar.d tread those aisles once more. To join again in the merriment Of high school yells of yore. Tho time has changed the faces I hat graced those halls of lore, Alma Mater’s pride and colors Still stream above the door. Oh! Joyous days of dear old High, Our hearts are grieved with pain To think that of the by-gone days Golden memories alone remain. But we shall take great joy, oh friends. As the hurrying years roll by. Relating tales of the happy days We spent in the Arlington High. —Percy J’ Montroy. '20.

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History of the Class of ’24 ’Twas the fall of Nmeteen-Twenty, Ah! We entered High School then. And new troubles came in plenty. Every day about five times ten. Such was the fond recollection of seventy promising personages who constituted the Freshman Class—the Class of ’24 that is tow setting sail into a new and larger sea, the sea of life. Well do we remember that first year in school. How we played the goat for all the other classes while scraping together what knowledge we could, as is the proper thing te do. However, by dint of hard work, we managed to live through that first year s torture, and, so in the course of time, we came to be Sophomores. 1 he clouds began to break a little for us then, and we began to look on the brighter side of life. We were no longer the goats, and now we even had someone else to whom we could pass the load of misery that had been wished onto us. We began to see that there was some sense to school after all, which is to say that we were getting more fun out of school. Now the class began to branch out to the various hobbies afforded by the school. As a result we were favorably represented in the field and in the gym. We were also represented in the orchestra, and the other classes found that we knew how to entertain by plays and programs. It must not be supposed, however, that we spent all of our time in amusing ourselves and others, for that we could not, nor did any one in the Class wish to do it. Not only had we taken a new name for the class, but we had taken over that class’s work. This work, though it did not halt our progress, caused us to get in and dig” a little more than we had done in our first year in school, and we tried to get as much out of it as we could. For all of our good intentions, we found that it is somewhat harder than it is pictured to live up to the standards that we had set for ourselves. 1 his discovery did not stop us either, for we went at our work with redoubled vigor, and so stepped to a new class. We were highly elated to find ourselves Juniors, to be considered upper classmen and respected by the Seniors. This was a wonderful feeling and we began to look on school as a necessity. Having now grown quite used to hard study, we managed to keep well within the limits set by our teachers. If we ran over these bounds there were always the poor work slips to recall us from our play. In the meantime we were Juniors, worry wasn’t a part of our