Central High School - Blue and White / Pnalka Yearbook (Springfield, MA)

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18 THE PNALKA QU855 HDTHIIDII By ALDEN CONVIERSIE HE day on which we graduate from High School is a day which we have many a time looked forward to with pleasant expecta- tion. Our graduation means many things to us, for it is a stepping-stone into a new world. Upon our graduation day, no doubt, all of us shall go forth from High School full of ambi- tion, full of determination to succeed in whatever we may under- take. And I take the liberty now to propose to you a motto, a motto which, I can safely assure you, if its meaning is thoroughly incorporated in our actions, will be of great assistance in making the hopes of future suc- cesses, realities. It is this: Let our word be as good as our bond. By this I mean, that our word may be absolutely relied upong that it may be thoroughly trusted. For to have this motto honestly applied to us is to pos- sess a thing whose value is almost beyond estimate. But to secure this object is by no means easy, nay, it is rather a difiicult task. For we must have a fine character, an integrity of policy, of purpose, honesty of thought and of action. We must be careful of our promises and our words, not to make promises which we believe we cannot keepg and moreover we must be punctual in fulfilling our engagements, and in having our work done when it is due. If we can do these things and do them well, soon our words will begin to inspire the confidence of others. Men will come to rely upon our words and promises as from the mouths of those who never fail. Today the world is eag- erly waiting for men and women upon whose shoulders responsibility can be placed with the certain knowledge that it will be safely borne. As we go forth from High School, then, let us keep to our word, our prom- ise, do our tasks efficiently and promptly, and according to the directions laid out for them. Classmates, I hope that what I have said may bear good fruit, so that it may be said of the class of 1914 that: Our VVord is as Good as Our Bond.

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if. LP! E' .1 W- - W ii .bf THE PNALKA ibrophecp on ibrupigets By AGNES PRUYN CHAPMAN 'Twas at a fortune-teller's that I had a chance to see, A few familiar faces of some friends, - they numbered three. By looking carefully in a globe, that turned around and 'round, All lit up with a soft dim light, Paul Craig there soon I found. He wasn't as he used to be, the boy of yesterday, - His laugh was very much subdued, his eyes no longer gay. He had an air so serious, I hardly knew 'twas Paul, But thinking hard I soon surmised, that Wesleyan did it all. The four long years he'd spent within the little college town, Had cut him, and dried him, and finished him up brown. The longed-for letters B.S. were on the scroll in his hand, So I did not linger longer with this scientific man. The next one of my classmates that came along that day Was a girl who'd planned her future in a straight but narrow way After four hard years of study in a college in the hills, Catherine Blakeslee took to teaching the children of the mills. Her hours were long and tedious, with children large and small, But she minded not the hardness, she was answering duty's call. As she taught the ragged children, with a patience kind and sweet, I realized that in seeing her, my soul had had a treat. It isn't so much what she did, or the large amount, It is helping those around her, that in the end should count. The last one of my High School friends that came into view, Was Irene Smith, doing what few women dare to do, - She was standing on the summit of a very high stone wall, But mind you this amazing feat was by no means all. She was speaking loud and clearly, a habit just acquired, And the men and women listening, really seemed to be inspired. She was telling them how women would strive to do their part, If the men would only let them demonstrate their art. This speech as you surmise, was of the Equal Suffrage kind, And by the speaker's eager face you could see she spoke her mind. Her efforts were not futile, for soon the crowd clapped loud, And made as much excitement as the city laws allowed. I was much surprised to see this, though I really must confess, I can hardly think of Irene claiming aught but success. Soon this scene began to fade and flutter from my sight, And before I really knew it, the globe was minus light. Now I've told my little story, so I'll have to close my rhyme. Will you sometimes read it over, just for Auld Lang Syne?

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