Lancaster High School - Vidette Yearbook (Lancaster, PA)

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VIDETTE AN N UAL With high hopes we crossed the threshold, Perseverance led our way ' Till we neared the arched portal Where We pause and turn today. But why do we stand and ponder? Our design have we not earned? With the Future all before us, Do we wish the Past returned? Tears flow swiftly forth in longing, As we look back through the yearsg But why should there be such sorrow? Why not oy instead of tears? Why should we be sad and sighing When the Night has said Amen ? Every day the sun has risen And tomorrow ,twill rise again. Let us on our way with gladness March where rise the sun's new beams, And in brisk anticipation Put away our leaden dreams. May we lift our faces upward, To the stars and from them gain Visions which will guide us higher, Proving efforts not in vain. r Let the Past be gone, forgotteng Should our farewell be remorse? Let us seek our present duties, Let the Future take its course. So, let not our hearts be wounded By this mind-created knife. Courage find in oft repeating: -From today our school is Life- CATHE-RINE KING lllllfilflq ff ll fmt N ' l n :I W l Il I ill A w

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YIDETTE AN N UAL lesson-the lesson of obedience that all of us must learn, both as a class and individually. And now as we are about to graduate and to leave this school forever, we earnestly hope that Stevens High School will in some way have been benefitted by our presence, and that the lower classes that we leave behind will find a small amount of inspira- tion in having known the Mid-Year Class of 1923. Class Song tTune : Sunset Valleyj As the sands of time shift onward through the ages, As mighty eagles soar into the sky, As streams flow ever out to meet the ocean So shall we all press upward. ever high. CHORUS lYe have come now to the time of saddest parting, For we never shall be here to part again. Life bids us follow hither, And each on his way Shall go through its pleasant roadways with joy. For is not the glory of the year the harvest? And can we the harvest reap if hearts rebel? Let us go now with glad hearts that sing in saying: Dearest Alma Mater Mine, farewell! Now our hearts are calm with joy that lives in knowing That we shall strive for higher, nobler things, And as we say farewell, hearts are olertlowing Ulith richened joy that full contentment brings. CATHERINE KING Class Tloem Through the high, arched halls of learning, VVe have wandered till at last, Near the door, we turn, and pausing, Gaze back to review the Past. Looking back now through the hallway, lVe can scarce discern the door Where, with joyful hearts fast beating, lVe had entered years before. ...18.-

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