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

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Senior Class. It is the last tribute paid by the Hudson High School to its departing Seniors. We who are left shall miss the class of Six- teen but we want them to feel that they will not be forgotten. The memory of their ability as students and leaders will always remain in our minds. We only ask that when they get out of school into life’s school” they will, for the sake of dear old Hudson High, live up to the best that is in them and uphold the honor of the school. Many other Seniors have gone forth from our high school and a success of whatever they have undertaken, ond now we expect the class of 1916 to do likewise. We are proud of them and we tmst that not one of them will ever do anything that will cast reflections ujrnn our school. One of our moat successful years has drawn to a close. Last fall whdn we took up our work again at the Hudson High School, every- thing looked rather gloomy and we seemed to have a hard time to get 17 started. Hut the cooperation of the school and the splendid leader- ship of Mr. Hubbard saved the day. It is a long time since such good school spirit as we have had this year, has been shown. We undertook to play basket ball and every- ono was enthusiastic. We had a number of excellent mass meetings w hpre speeches and cheers were given to boost the team and we ate satisfied that they did their best for us. There were no other debating teams like ours, that’s sure, for we won both negative and atlirmative from River Kails and Ellsworth. This proves that Miss Holden’s hard work was well worth while. The fact that the largest crowd in years attended both the debate and contests shows that we have both school spirit and increased outside co-operation. May the base ball team have equal success, lets boost it. COME ALONG! If you like the old school best. Tell ’em so! If you’d have her lead the rest. Help her grow! When there’s anything to do. Let them always count on you: You'll feel glad when you are through. Don’t you know. If you’d have her make a hit. (live ’er a name! If some other school is it. Who’s to blame? Spend your money for your school. Let this be for you a rule. Work untired but keep it cool: That’s the game! If you’re used to giving knocks, Change your style! Throw bouquets instead of rock

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TRUE BLUE Published by the students of the Hudson High School. Single copv. Commencement Number, 35c. Send all subscriptions to Business Manager. EDITORIAL STAFF Editor-In-Chief Nflelen Kircher -’17 Assistant Editor Harriet Slater, 17 Exchange Editor Freda Bloomholm, '18 Joke Editor I aul Anderson. ’17 Athletic Reporter Robert Jones, ’! Business Manager Lawrence Singer, ’18 Literary Editor Estherdlavcn, '18 Alumni Editor Viola Solheim, '17 Local Editor Eileen Burke, ’hi Artist Archie Bowers, ‘1« Assistant Managers Ralph Pearson, '17 Edward O'Connell. ’I Miss Brown, Harriet Slater, Miss Gibbon, Ralph Pearson, Ed. O'Connell, Lawrence Singer, Archie Bowers, Viola Solheira, Rob’t Jones, Paul Anderson, Esther Haven, Helen Kircher, Freda Blooinholm, Eileen Burke. Ki

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For h while! -I.et the others knock their most Shun them as you would a ghost. Let them hammer; let then» boast, You but smile. When a stranger from afar Comes along. Tell him who and what we are; Make it strong! Needn’t flater—never bluff. Tell the truth for that’s enough. Join the boosters they’re the stuff: Come along! Kindly written for the True Blue b Henry Klein. The following is a letter written in English II from the Spect- ator’’ to his friend the Clergyman in Iamdon: The Coverly Manor. July 9. 1711. My dear Reverend Copley; In our frequent talks you have often related from your experience as a chaplain in a country house, the trials which you mot with. Al- though we all hold our friend. Sir Roger. In great esteem. I am 8Ute it will increase your good will and love toward him to know in what kind and thoughtful manner he treats his chaplain, and the way in which he conducts his church affairs. Yesterday being Sunday. Sir Roger and I attended church, a fact which may surprise you greatly as few country gentlemen in your day or at the present time, are in the habit of setting such a fine example to their tenants. On the drive to the chapel, which the Knight has grentlv improved by generous gifts of a handsome pulpit cloth, and a railing for the communion table, he discoursed upon the character of his chaplain. This gentleman, it seems, is very learned, and is possessed of much good sense, a sociable temper, a clear voice, and a kind heart. He has ever been soliciting Sir Roger for some- thing in Imhnlf of the tenants, during the thirty years he has resided In the household. The chaplain is so well liked by Sir Roger, that the Knight has settled an anniuty upon him for life. Upon entering the church, the Knight pointed out the hassocks and Common Prayer Books which he had given to each one of the tenants to make them kneel and join in the resimnses. As he is land lord of the whole congregation, he keeps them In very good order, and will allow no one to sleep during services but himself. During the sermon he showed many peculiarities such as singing after the rest had stopped, or standing up to count the congregation when every- one was praying;but these oddities were offset by his kindly inquiries, after the service, for the absent members of the different families, and by the gifts which he gave the children for excellence In Bible work. 1 expect, trf return home in another week, although 1 very much desire to stay another fortnight, (live my best wishes to Will Honey- comb and the others if you chance to meet them In the coffoe house. Your obedient servant. THE SPECTATOR. E. H. '18. THE STREAM. Softly, sweetly, tinkling stream How thy silvery ripples gleam. As the merry sunshine’s ray O’er your dancing waters play. Little fish with shining side. O’er rocks and mosses glide; Skitting. flitting here and there. Free and happy, without care. Robins nesting by the brink. From the trees fly down to drink. Softly, sweetly, tinkling stream. How like heaven thou dost seem. PAUI, TOl’RTKLLOT.