Clarion University of Pennsylvania - Sequelle Yearbook (Clarion, PA)

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CLASS SONG We planted a rose in our garden here, And carefully watched it grow, That rose was desire to know the truth, To conquer and win as we go. Three years we ' ve spent in this garden, Toiling in sunshine and rain, Onward, though sometimes retarding, Upward we ' re striving again. Happy the days spent together. Few days more rare than those — Memory shall aid us in truly regarding, Our dear Class, our Garden, our Rose. To the Music of A Garden of Roses. We pause for a moment to bid adieu. Old Normal farewell to thee; Ye ' ve plucked the fair flower that marked us one, Ere we part, let us sing loud and free, We love thee, our dear Alma Mater Long live thy ineni ' ries dear, Though other schools may be greater, Tliv halls we still revere. Purple and gold wave forever, Bere where thy children dwell. All hail the future which even now claims us, Old Normal. Our Normal, Farewell. OUR ROSE They sing of the lily with its rich varied hue. Of pansies so sweet and so rare, Of pale budding hyacinths wet with the dew, Of daisies and violets fair ; But yellow as gold and our color so true, And sweet as the breath of the morn, The rose shall live in my memory dear, And ne ' er from my heart shall be torn. Oh, emblem of culture no flower of the Wilds Can speak to our hearts as canst thou, No breath like thy fragrance can waft such a spell O ' er my heart, of fond memories now. Thy color so deep as it gleams ou each breast Shall tell of the true bond of love, Uniting our band as together we march, The Brown and Gold waving above.

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SENIOR CLASS SONG The years have swiftly glided And the time at last draws near, When we must bid a fond farewell To those we love so dear. Since we entered dear old Normal, Three long years have passed away, Still they ' ve been so full of sunshine It seems but yesterday. Oh, that first year when as Juniors Yet too green to break a rule, We displayed our bravest efforts To be leaders of the school. Then came Senior! How Ave worried! How we burned the midnight oil Now we see ourselves rewarded For the efforts of our toil. Let the praises of dear Normal Loud resound from Gulf to Cape, Not forgetting the green carpet We ' ve all danced there, — few escape. Though our paths be separated . And our hearts with grief bowed down, Let us still cheer C. S. N. S., And the dear Old Gold and Brown. Next as Mids we faced the struggle, Bristling out with just conceit It was then we reached Fame ' s Threshold, For in naught we knew defeat. And wherever fate may send us Let this ever be our rule, That we love our Alma Mater Our dear Clarion Normal School.

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MARY ALEXANDER. One bright November day, lit- ith black hair and blue eyes came as a visitor to Potter county. She proved ,so attractive that she was allowed to stay and Mary Alexander she has been called to the very day. Mary is small in- stature but not in ambition. Those useful and pretty things she means to have whenever she gets to teaching are almost numberless. She is that active worker in the Y. W. C. A. who collects the girls stray pennies. Mary also takes a deep interest in the Literary So- ciety and delights in posing as a German maid. Her well known ex- pression is O Dear! Brave Mary we know you will succeed. MARGARET ARNER. One bright sunny day Margaret Arner arrived in the peaceful town of Clarion and since then has been casting joy and sunshine wherever she goes. She attended the Public School and was graduated from the High School in 1909. Being am- bitious, she was attracted by the possibilities of a Normal course, so joined the class of ' 11. Margaret has a great talent for music and will some day make her mark in the Musical world as a vocalist. The greatest trial of her life is that she is so small, despite the assurance of her friends that the best goods are always done up in small packages. MIRIAM BALLENTINE Here is one of that famous team Jess and Mariam . Miriam has been one of the faithful few, who attended the school during the en- tire course; yet we are surprised to find her with us after the many accidents that have befallen her. But for all that, we believe that she will make a good Speaker (?) later in life. MARY BARNETT. While Mary has spent most of her life in Clarion she lived for some time in Penfield and Mt. Jew- ett, attending the High Schools of those places. She passed Junior at Lock Haven, but came to C. S. N. S to finish the course and has been a loyal Elevener. As a student she is industrious but believes both in work and in play. One rule she always observes is to open wide her mouth, when she laughs. She hasn ' t much dread of the Faculty, and can sleep as easily as listen in grammar class. She is a firm be- liever in the principle that girls should be capable of handling horses, and has learned to ride a pony very skillfully through Virgil.