Batavia High School - Batavian Yearbook (Batavia, NY)

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BATA 0112155 HHPI11 Now as through ages uncounted, history itself is repeating, We as the hundredsibefore us, ascending the ladder of learning, Have climbed to the round, where for yars Our hopes and ambitions have centered. Here on the threshold of life we pause for a moment's reflection, Assuming the aspect of Janus, we look in the past and the future. Four yearsrhave passed since as Freshmen l.Ve entered these halls of instruction, Clad in the armor of hope, fed by the fire of ambition, W'e for four years together have labored through trials and pleasures, - - Discouragernents, failures, misfortunes, A . ' Su sesses, adventures, achievements, -A Guided, advised and instructed that lcnowledge is infinite power. Now that the struggle is over, success has at last crowned our efforts, ii.ook forward! the curtain is drawn on the second of 1:1an's seven. ages. iflsions of future achievements, of fond dreams fulfilled rise: before us, Rosy visions-dim, misty and vague stretching bevond Elie h 'lzong Visions of worlds to be conquered, of problemsd cience and learning We are the hope of the future, in no end must N J be defeated, Thus, looking into the future, ambition surging in ,thin us, ' We're bidding adieu to our High School, for four years our sheltering mother Under whoselblue and white standard our highest ideals were fostered. llilfhat we attain in life's school we owe to thy patient instruction, arewell to our first Alma Mater whose motto IS Nulli Secundif' -FLORENCE E. REED, '21. 24-

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-A ' , . hw qfrie BATAVIAN be just as important to the settlers as the county buildings, erected in the early years of the village's' growth. Railroads began to be constructed, and the small village founded by our ancestors came to be an important railroad center. Tardy recognition at last was given to the ancient Holland land office. On October 13, lS94, this building was dedicated as a historical museum, which was destined to stand through the ages as a place within whose portals the doors of the past could again be opened, and visitors could look upon things as they stood in the days of the Revolution. In our lives we too have, perhaps, been passing over a narrow road compar- able to that over which the Red Man passed, and as life goes on and opportunities wideng that trail becomes a broad, well-lighted city street. For some of us that street, in afteriyears, may increase! in length, breadth and in attfactifveuless. 'Some iii0tl1is'.l92l graduating class will become great men and XVO1ll6l'l Zlll'il vlrillfnever retunr' tor ajifnwtake up a residence in this city. But no matter xvhat fate may have in-store for us,i let us 'all prove ourselves worthy of Bataviag and aboveliall, oldiB.H.S.,:Xvl1icl1 did so much to guide ns toward thc! right path in our e'2ii?ly rnanlioodand womanhood. 'W' 'UM' W- C11-l'11 F A 'I' 'J r ' 'J ' J -Doaoinv M. BUCHHOLTZJ' gy' '9 1 . - 'Ff ' A ' 1 v 1 Qslf , Q, li 9 ' ,, 1 '1' 1 23

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J Grim BATA Arhm' Bag Gbraiiun April zz, 1921. The world today is dotted with pyramids and obelisks, statues and memorials, erected in honor of the great men and women of history, but no piles of lifeless marble and granite, be their mass ever so great, or their beauty and richness un- surpassed, could adequately commemorate some lives. Some men and women have so interwoven their lives with the lives of their community, their nation, their age, enriching it, enlarging and ennobling it, that a dead shaft would be a mean- ingless tribute. For that lover of nature and the great out-of-doors who'se'r1'a1rielive ihonor today, what could be a more fitting tribute, a more worthy 'memorial, than a living tree. ' 1 ' T ' Dui-' john-Burroughs was a man among men, simple and unaffected, beloved by high and low alike, a friend to .allihe world. Born on a farm among the hills, he tehs us that as a boy the only iarrnuvork that appealed to him wt sugar mak- ing in the mapief woods in the spring. This he thoroughly enjoyed'as it brought him near -to wild nature, and from these trees he earned his lirst money. Through- out all his long,life he never strayed far, or stayed long from the woods and fthe birds he lovedg so deady. U- ri 4 - - John Bui-faugiis ilpved' -...re not as a scientist but as a man. It is said it was enough for hiingo obs e with loving accuracy the already familiar animals and birds, to record -.-eir dc .gs, and to report the truth in English as simple and direct and crystal clear as the note of thrush or brook. Roosevelt in dedicating a book to Dear Oom john, as he was affectionately called, said It is a good thing for our people that you have lived, and surely nc man can wish to have more said of him. Many were the pilgrimages made up the hill to the Hermit of Slabsidesu and the pilgrims found, not a recluse, but a hearty old man with a genial welcome and an earnest hospitality for all, So in dedicating this tree to john Burroughs we are dedicating it also to nature and to an increased love for the woods and streams, the hills and meadows, the birds and flowers 3 to a greater appreciation of the living things around us, and as this tree grows may it serve to remind us that from these living things about us there is many a lesson we can draw. May it instill in us a deeper interest in the things he loved. As we look back upon this tree and remember this occasion in future years, after we have put our best 25 44.-. , .