Mount Penn Lower Alsace Joint High School - Penn Alma Yearbook (Reading, PA)

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H?EMSMi3®3®SJ3M2®3®SMSMEI3M3®S)BM3I3f2M3M3M3MSM2M5IclEJS®3®S S®3M3J3l3J3MS MIRIAM E. SCHAEFFER “Mim,” “Mimmie,” “Tuts” Class Treasurer, 3; Class Historian. “Never Say Fail.” Ah! Let’s all take a good look at Miriam. See that far-away look in her eyes. I wonder what she is thinking of. Do you know? Sh! That is a secret. How Miriam does love to go to basket ball games at Tenth and F.xeter. I wonder why? Miriam will always be remembered for her wonderful ability as a pianist, and some day we shall hear of her as one of the great artists. Good luck to you, “Mim.” WILBUR T. WEAVER “Rastus,” “Bill,” “Willie” Associate Editor of “Blue and Gold,” Class President, 2. “Willie, Willie, Where Art Thou?” This learned ignoramus hails from the metropolis of Stony Creek, and, after faithfully trudging to school every day, on a trolley car, for four years, we believe that Wilbur has finally acquired some knowledge of slipping through a class without studying. Now wait a minute. Let us break the news gently. Wilbur has been taking dancing lessons. Now please don’t rush, ladies, as Wilbur already has a partner. We understand she is the cashier at the— but that’s enough. Well, we hope that Wilbur will he as successful in life as he is in love. Page Thirteen

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 MARTHA E. QU1NTER “Mar,” “Marly,” “Marsa” Class Poet. “A 15road Smile from Ear to Ear Is Martha’s Way of Spreading Cheer.” Martha is as much in the background as a noisemaker as is her seat in the main room. She has never been known to have been scolded for talking. She is a jolly, good sport and also an excellent musician. Martha is rarely tired from walking to school, not because she lives so near, hut because she is very fortunate in having friends with automobiles. A Ford, in particular, strikes her fancy, or, rather, the driver, regardless of whether he is a business man or a milkman. She has great hopes of being Paderewski’s successor, so bonheur, Martha. PEARL B. RAPP “Polly,” “Kid,” “Pud” Class Secretary, 1, 3; Class Will, Girl Reserve, 1, 2. “Love is a Wonderful Experience.” We wonder why Pearl is so fond of “Pud”-dings; there is a reason. One is that they are soft and do not affect the digestion. Pearl once liked the Cadillac, but we haven’t heard her talk about it lately. We don’t know whether it has a flat tire or whether the lights work. Pearl likes to go to chureh(?), but she is usually fortunate enough to find good excuses to stay home. She is easily excited, and one evening almost became hysterical in the movies when the song “Oh, Promise Me” was rendered. But that’s all right, Pearl; we feel that some day you will be even more excited by this song. 2MSM5®2J3J3I3M3MSEJS®3®SM3I3M3J5I3MSMSlS®SMffl3MSJS®3M3J5J51SM2MS13I3®2®3I3JSlSJ Page Twelve

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Baccalaureate Sermon By Rev. Frederick A. Sterner, Trinity Reformed Church, Mt. Penn Sunday Morning, May 13, 1923 Scripture—St. John 14:1-17. Text—St. John 14:6: Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, and the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.” This world in which we live is an immense training-school. It is God’s great school house. He has decorated it with the sculptured rocks of the hills and moun tains and w ith the trees and fields. He beautifies its walls with the finest works of art. The songs of thousands of different kinds of birds and the voices of little children fill it with music. We are the students and the great Master Teacher is our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ. The trials and the vicissitudes of life are the disciplinary agencies He uses to develop in us the Christly character that which must be the ultimate aim of every true educational system. Here He prepares us for life eternal just as every school prepares its students for this earthly life. Lverywhere and all around us He teaches us the facts of the universe. The stars and the planets of the sky teach us mathematics; the whole face of the earth is His laboratory; the rocks make for us His history book. God teaches us; He disciplines; He develops and He trains us, preparing us for that great life which He offers to all who ask and seek and believe. As in the public school, the work of God’s school resolves itself into three phases, namely, that of method, of fact and of result. In our modern schools and colleges the method is scientific and historical. Knowledge is organized and classified and due regard is given to origins and sources and the consequent development. This is practically true of every branch of study that you find on the curriculum. There was a time when speculation was accepted without much experimenting being done, but today even speculation must conform minutely with knowm facts and be subjected to the methods of scientific testing. Yes, in theology also we have come to use the methods of science and the unchangeable facts of history. Unfortunately, there still are men who spin out cobwebs of speculative thought at their firesides, thus complicating eternal truth and disturbing the faith of those who have only partly comprehended the great verities of God’s universe. However, those who go into God’s great laboratory of life and there through actual experiment follow the. method of the scientist learn how to extricate themselves from the medley of conflicting beliefs that so violently disturb many people today. For, after all, that is one of the great purposes of going to school. A person goes to school not primarily to become a walking encyclopedia, but to learn how to think and how, in this busy age, to pick out that which is vital, necessary and real. The difference between men who accomplish much and men w ho accomplish little is not so much a piatter of quantity of knowlege as it is a matter of a scientific method of thinking, a matter of being able to organize, classify and use properly wdiatever knowl edge may be possessed. Most people’s knowledge, their thoughts and ways of expressing themselves remind you of a large pile of sticks scattered promiscuously about a place. If you want a certain sized stick, it is rather difficult to find just what you want; but if you take those sticks and sort them according to size and pile them neatly, putting each size by itself, finding what you w'ant becomes a comparatively easy thing. It is the same with your thinking, and no man can ever hope to cope with the intricate and manifold duties of life today unless he knows how to think methodically and organize his work in an ordinary way. We may. Page Fourteen