Nappanee High School - Napanet Yearbook (Nappanee, IN)

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Class History Anna Welty September, 1912, dates the memorable event when tin Class of 1916 entered the N. II. S., to take upon their shoulders the burden of a High School Career. Loud were the cheers of the other classes as we enter- ed the Assembly room, coming from the Eighth grade. The Faculty soon began to realize the worth of our talented, industri- ous class, which consisted of 32 pupils. As the days of our Freshmen year in- creased, our timdity toward other students and our diffidence decreased, and all were made to realize the sterling quality of ( lass ’16. During this year, we asked to organize, but because of the failure of such an attempt of preceding classes, our request was not granted. However, with the kind assistance of Mr. Kizer, we selected our colors, light blue and gold, and temporarily organized to carry on the immediate affairs connected with the close of the year. Our first year passed quickly, and we found ourselves in our Sophomore year, where we as a class, started the ‘‘ball roll- ing . During the first half of this year, we did nothing but study, night and day, and it surely may be said no class has worked harder to reach the height of attainment than the ( lass of 16. However, this monotony was broken by the organization of the class. During the first part of the second semester. David Robinson Parks was elected as President and Bernard I'line, Vice-President. Committees on dues, etc., were appointed and class affairs were easily managed. Then we had our first class party. This was at the home of Harold Price. The eve- ning was spent in the highest degree of merri- ment, all sorts of games being played, after which light refreshments were served. As Commencement drew near, prepara- tions were made and class yells practiced. At several of these practices, we were greatly disturbed by numerous members of the war- like .Junior and Freshmen tribes. The class was now able to shows its ability for defence in spite of its few numbers, for the class had by this time decreased to twenty three. Soon another vacation passed and we be- came Juniors. The first part of that year was spent in comparative peace, despite the ever-rising conflicts with Geometry. After our examinations were successfully passed, we prepared to give a reception for the Senior Class. The question then arose how to get suffici- ent funds to defray the expenses of entertain- ing our worthy superiors. The plan was pro- posed that we have a candy sale. This was done, and to the surprise of all, the amount cleared was almost double what had been ex- pected. Being encouraged by our first good fortune, we prepared for another sale, which, however, proved to be less successful from a monetary standpoint. The reception was given at the home of David Parks, our President. The house was decorated in our colors and with pink and yellow roses. An excellent program was rendered by members of the class, which made a very pleasant and enjoyable evening. Commencement again arrived and we were permitted to occupy the box for the last time on such an occasion. However, our number by this time having decreased to eighteen, it was thought best to slightly change the order of events. Therefore, the class made its appearance blowing horns and trumpets, which was followed by the loud cheers and applause of the audience. Thus the events of our Junior year closed. And now comes the most important of all —the Senior Year. The work was more interesting than it bad been before and all entered into it with zeal. On October 31st, the classes of 1916 and 1918, were highly entertained by a Hallowe'- en party given at the home of Cleta Fre- vert. On March 22nd, the Class Play, “His Ex- cellency, The Governor. ’ was given and was proclaimed the best that has ever been rend- ered In the N. H. S. It is now time for us to go forth into the world with determined purpose and brave hearts, remembering our motto, “No Day Without Something Done.”

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The Senior Class of 1916

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Class Pooiii Mary L. Mutsgiilrb Tis Spring, the world’s alive again. There’s gladness in the air; The twittering birds, the opening Mowers Proclaim it. everywhere. But ah, there’s sadness in it too, The day draws very near, When we shall leave old X. II. S. And friends and teachers dear. Our ('lass will scatter o’er the earth In their pursuit of knowledge, And work and delve industriously In office, home and college. Whatever we may rise to do, Whatever we may be, Those High School days of work and play Will live in memory. We’ve worked and studied faithfully, We’ve had a good time, too, We’ve laughed and sung, in fact have done Most things that students do. Our path has not been smooth always— We've quarreled our little share; Vet, on the whole our class can say, Dissension has been rare. And so there’s sadness in the thought, “These .joys will soon be o’er.’’ Though pleasantly the future calls With treasures held in store. We venture forth into the world To test our youthful powers, Equipped, we hope, for useful work By happy High School hours.