Eau Claire High School - Beaver Tales Yearbook (Eau Claire, MI)

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JHarotm anb HUiite Seniors? Seniors ? Ah yes, now we’re Seniors! The far distant goal has l»een won; The heart aches, the tears, the joys and the fears, Are forgotten, one by one. Seniors ? Ah yes, now we’re Seniors! Gone are the doubts of the past, Our talents have here l een perfected. We’ll test out their worth at last. Seniors ? Ah yes. now we’re Seniors! The future is gloriously ours With eagerness we'll look to tomorrow To test those untried powers. Seniors? Ah yes. now we’re Seniors! The world looks to us with susi ense. Envying our youth and exhul erance. Doubting our judgment and sense. Seniors ? Ah yes, now we’re Seniors! Seniors, though not as of old. Where once was youth and exuberance ’Tis age standing now. we’re told. Seniors? Ah yes. now we’re Seniors! Seniors of life’s own school; Seniors, but now looking backward. Have we made the most of our tools? Evangeline Whalen '27 17

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iHarium ani» HUtit? (Class ijJrnnn Lift up your eyes to our beauteous banner. And see its symbols floating on bigli. Its glorious colors proclaim vast courage. Honest and pure It reflects on the sky. Beneath its folds we've gathered each morning. Assembled with those, to our hearts so dear. We've followed the foot-steps of those that seek knowledge, Wisdom and fame to obtain without fear. Our joys and our tears are mingled together. “Honesty Wins, has been our aim. The gentle “White Rose has been our class flower. And our rock-strewed road shall bring us vast fame. Rut courage and success would not have l een with us. Tis the untiring faith of our teachers so dear. The knowledge that flowed from their lips, we have taken. To use in our life’s work for many a year. Our masts are all set. and gently we're sailing To high ideals, we have set forth to reach. ()ut yonder, dear classmates, our goals are distinguished! While our ship anchors close l eside the lieach. S intun Class Tune (Beulah Latid) Oh, Eau Claire High, we sing to you You’ve l een our friend, so kind and true. You’ve sheltered us from scorn and shame, We leave you now in search of fame. Chorus: Old Eau Claire High, for you’ll we sigh As the long years go rolling by. And dreams come back in days of yore. The joys and cares for us you bore. Thy memory’ll be a sacred shrine The guiding star of all mankind. Ijear friends and tM|,|ier . each and all. .. n.,'.- mi | rip u-pr dpfy’s call—- And take-the- path that for us was lain. And use the knowledge we obtained] 10 Mamie Rosenlieig