Clifton Springs High School - Cliftonian Yearbook (Clifton Springs, NY)

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COMMENCEMENT The true meaning of graduation, seems to be stated correctly as being commencement. Those of us who have been waiting for years for that ceremony, which releases us from high school, now look forward to it with a feeling of regret. We realize only too well that we will soon be cut on our own, making new acquaintences, and adjusting ourselves to new conditions. We regret that we must part with our companions of many years, but hope that we may retain memories of them. This experience, called life, which we have before us, will be faced squarely by all, and time alone will make known the various results. G. Cost BILLBOARDS There are very few strips of land in the United States, bordering on the highways which do not have an average of at least one billboard to every two hundred yards. The only exceptions which can be brought to mind are Death Valley, the high peaks of the Rocky Mountains, The Everglade swamps of Florida and the dense forests of the state of Washington. Tnese few isolated places are perhaps free from this plague. If the demons of advertising cannot find a place to erect their billboards to advertise their tooth pastes, cold drinks, automobiles, automobile tires, hotels, facial soaps, cigarettes, coffee, chewing tobacco, shoes or gasoline, they always manage to find a barn. Never do they use a freshly painted, intelligent looking barn, but alv ays a faded and dilapidated building. These barns which are forced into service invariably are very indifferent looking and seem not to care whether anyone is interested in The Pause that Refreshes, That Milder Cigarette, The lowest priced Eight in the market, That schoolgirl complexion, Higher anti-knock quality. Someday, perhaps, it will be against the law to defile and hide beautiful senery with glaring and ugly billboards. When that time comes, and it is fast approaching, The United States will be one of the most beautiful countries in the world for automobile rides. G. Taylor

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SKIP IT I As soon 0s wo Senior's leave the high school, the more immediate will the necessity bo to ship it 4 For when we have entered a now 1i 5ia, we shall undoubtedly moot a larger number oi people o,. our own age. Inevitably, we shall porforn blunders. Others, perhaps jusc a3 inexperienced, will laugh at us or criticise us. In our turn, we shall bo tempted to make fun of tho other 1 allow, to pick out his weak point, his awkward move, or his fallacy in speech, and hash it. But wo must skip those disturbing little things. We shall be criticised, but criticism has never damaged anyono» Blunders our own and those of others--must be quickly forgotten. However, the policy of being accustomed to skin lightly over all things should not be advocated. Most certainly six-sided questions will be thrust upon us or definite decision. Wo must chin up, think them through, perhaps receive advice Iron friends, then formulate conviction and decision. Further, the to3t of one's character and therefore of one's career is his determination not only to stand by a thing once it is chosen, but to go 'for it' like blazes. Turn it from a project, scorned and unpopularizod by many to a project believed in and supported by the same just because you know it is right. Turn it from an ideal you havc--rejeefced or laughed at oven by friends, into one desirable and thus more widely accepted, just because you believe in and seek it. There is the challenge of colloge or any other kind of life, be able to stand out from the crowd and make others stand out tool lor thus, by icrce of thoir own intelligence, determination and personality, are really great men made. I am tirod of sailing my little ship Far inside tho harbor bar, I want o.o be out where the big ships float Out in the deep where the groat one's are; And should my trail craft prove too slight. For storms t i- f sweep those billows o'er I'd rather go do.vn in the stirring fight Than drowse to death on the sheltered shore. L. Roth