Hudson High School - True Blue Yearbook (Hudson, WI)

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20 TRUE BLUE bility in our great manufacturing cities where coal is being burned. Recent discoveries of oil fields seem now to make the outlook for a substitute of Coal and wood quite probable. By means of valves the supply of oil used may be regulated, and even shut off entirely in case of danger. The Southern Pacific railroad is using oil as fuel on its engines, and many Steamships also burn oil in place of coal. It is easily handled and less bulky than coal. Then, too, there is scarcely any waste. At present the only drawback to its free use is the expense of getting a supply on account of the re- moteness of the western oil fields. However, when pipe lines will lead it to our great cities we may soon see oil replacing coal in all of our manufacturing towns in the west. Class Song. By Saidee Cole. Air—Creole Bells. Old High school bell, we love it well, Around our heart it has cist a spell, When sun does shine each morn at nine, We still shall hail you. Air—Coon, Coon, Coon. Nineteen Two, a class of great renown; Nineteen Two, none found better in town; Nineteen Two, all deserve a crown. We want you— Air—Sambo. To take notice of our teachers, teachers, We can tell you their profession is as preachers, preachers, But the Seniors love them, oh! oh! so, so. Air—Baby Mine. Seniors true, yes—True Blue, We’ll be happy when we’re near our colors, For we’re Seniors true—all True Blue; Senoirs always will be true.

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TRUK P.T.UE 19 jngs as we have been in ours.” She advised them to hitch their wagon to a star. She called to their minds what a pleasing picture it would be to seethe Junior class trying to imitate the graduating class. They were reminded that by the sweat of their brow they must earn their daily bread. The spade' would be useful in digging through the algebraic hill of knowledge and in mining for thr ore of knowledge. The richest mines are deep in the earth and are only obtained by work. In conclusion “It is needless to explain the uses of this imple- ment in the different studies as we know that the Juniors will find it useful in every branch. The object in presenting it is that the class of Ninteen Two may be recalled by something material, aside from the example we have given. We sincerely hope that you may be as remarkably successful in all your undertakings as we have been in ours.” The spade was received by Phillip Fulton of the class of 1903. Fuels. By JensP. Jensen. At the rapid rate with which our forests are being destroyed the question of fuels is being constantly agitated. When our wood supplie is all gone a substitute energy producer must be found. Already physicists and chemists have made experiments and claim to have solved the problem. Some claim to be able to collect and store the energy of the winds, others are confident that the energy of the sun may be utilized while some assure us that the in- ternal heat of the earth is sufficient to supply all wants. Of course all this is theoretical and until practical results are obtained we must turn our thoughts to heat producers which we may still em- ploy with the greatest economy and utility. Goal produces about two and one-half times as much heat as wood per pound. Nearly everywhere it is being used, but we are already beginning to feel the effects of advancing prices. Then too,there is considerable fault found with coal because so much of it is being wasted in smoke. Again, almost daily one can read in the papers how our city governments are fighting the so-called smoke nuisance. Physicians claim that fresh air is an impossi-

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TRUE BLUE Air —Forsaken. 21 Forsaken, Forsaken, Forsaken am I Like a stone in the causeway, my buried hopes lie, I go to the church yard my eyes fill with tears, And kneeling I weep there my love loved. Air—Cupid Might. Honey is honey so they say, So said a busy bee who passed our way. Honey is honey on a wintry day, While working and while in play. Our class is color blind, what will we do? Couldn’t tell green from white or True Blue, For all we know to the contrary. Air—How Can I Leave Thee. How can I leave thee, how can I from thee part, Thou only hast my heart, sister believe. Air—Mr. Volunteer. We’re only a part of the Hudson High, For this we hold it dear. We surely must be the only class, We’re dignified ’tis clear; No one’s mother’s heart will ache, Cause we have giv’n them cheer. Air—Strike up the Band. Strike up the band Here comes a Senior; Books off his hand, on good demeanor; and— Air—Tale of the Bumble Bee. Where ’er we roam, we will come back to thee. There’s kind spots in our hearts, And they’re only for thee. (Repeat.) Air—Strollers. Seniors we, oh, so blithe and free, We’re happy go lucky, We’re jolly and plucky, as you may see, A lively class, through the world we pass; We’re always contented, we’re always contented.