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

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TRUE BLUE XIV. Thus the seed of education On that fertile soil was sown, There to grow and scatter increase, Twas not left to thrive alone. XV. Now from borderland to border, From the Lakes to New Orleans, Dotting this fair country over Myriads of schools are seen. XVI. From the simple country school house To the college, tall and grand, All are waiting, doors wide open For the youthful of this land. XVII. Here before your grave attention Is the Class of Ninteen Two With their faces on the future, Wondering what they have to do. XVIII. Opportunities they’ve taken, Entered at the open door, And returning brought more knowledge Than they ever hoped before. XIX. In their minds stirs great ambition, All to lofty heights aspire, And their watchword always shall be To climb higher, higher, higher. XX. And as time with fleeting footsteps Glides along its rugged way You’ll review their many victories On some distant future day.

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2 TRUE BLUE VII. Toward a rock their course directed Standing outlined near the land, Which to future generations Plymouth Rock, renowned should stand. VIII. Thus the landing of the Pilgrims On that bleak New England shore, There to found a mighty nation, Which should last forevermore. IX. So it stands, this noble Nation, Pounded by these sturdy few, Holding high its starry banner, Emblem of the good and true. X. So it shall stand, stand forever, Towering ever in the van As a monument in honor Of the early Puritan. XI. First they shape their rude log cabins, Out of pine the timbers hew, Till like magic in the forest Springs a village into view. XII. Then with labor most incessant, Strong the stone foundations rise, And the church tower rears its beacon Pointing upward toward the skies. XIII. Yet their mission is unfinished, They another structure raise, T’is a school house rude and simple, Pioneer of early days.

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4 TRUK HLUE XXI. How the boys are in the Senate, In the House, and at the bar, How the girls have all been carried off By some brave Lockinvar. XXII. Then the welfare of these Students To your minds return anew, While their fame rings down the ages As the Class of Ninteen Two. Last week witnessed the swarming of Hudson’s educational beehive, and a more happy occasion cannot well be imagined. A class of 28 bright boys and girls finished the course of study and received diplomas. On June 2, the class exercises were held and were somewhat different from those of previous years. The class decided to give a play this year, and Jeannette Scott was chosen to arrange for it. The play given was adopted from John Kenduck Bangs’ little farce, “A Fatal Mistake,” and was a complete success. The original class song written by Saidee Cole, was a great hit, and was repeated the second night by request. The class poem by Chas. Wingender, printed elsewhere, was splendid, and Miss Olga Hanson pleased the audience with her class statistics. Father Time, in the person of Chas. Lumley was a novel and pleasing feature, as he foretold the future. On the whole the exercises were very successful, and our High School may well be proud of the class, and the evidence of work accomplished shown in their graduation parts. However, let the new graduates remember that they have only started in life, and that the future is before them. The Junior, or perhaps we must now say Senior Class has 33 names on its roll. Class of 1903 are you going to let the Class of 1902 say after next June that they are the largest class ever grad- uated from the Hudson High?