Phelps Central High School - Highlights Yearbook (Phelps, NY)

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SCHOOL DAYS 9 x THE GRADUATES OF 'O8. CLASS ORATION. The Past and the Future. John Francis Needham. Wie stand with sublime connections with the Past and with the Future. Although the one is- irrevocable and the other is unknown to us, we hold the former by history: the latter we possess by anticipation and by hope. As we pause today upon the dividing ground between the two eras in our lives and look back over the varied experience of our school life, with its buoyancy and its pleasures, its rivalries and ambitions, its duties and generous friendships, we cannot avoid a feeling of sadness that comes with the thought of parting. There is however one thought which should be uppermost in our l dis uellino' the gloom of present sad-- has left a lasting impression and hearts. It pervades the of our natures. It has be- principle in our lives. It molds our characters and shapes our des- tinies. - Our life-work lies before us. A life of the our school days upon our minds inmost recesses come a guiding .highest endeavor can alone repay the debt v l l 1 l i i 1 i i i l i l l we owe to our Alma Mater. As we go from these halls into the battle-tumult of the world, where our mission is to be achieved, and our rank among men decided, she bids us take up the line of advance into the future and press with earnest purpose to noblest aims. The opportunity for a liberal education that have been extended to us in the four short years that are past, are the seeds that are to germinate and ripen into deeds. As the future beckons us on. let us follow with un- daunted courage ever bearing in mind our motto. Non Palma sine Laborei' which when mint s, . .1 5 g y ness and suffusing with a golden glow theltranslated into English is No Victory with- morning sky of the future. The influence oflout Labor.

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8 SOHOOL DAYS. interested in music that she had no time to think of other things. She used to play on a comb during the noon hour instead of playing? with her friends. If she did not take this instrument with her, she would have her brother make her a cornstalk fiddle because she could not get along without some musical instrument to amuse herself. At last she became tired of going to the little old school- house. So she came and asked permission to enter Phelps .High so that she could play on the piano. She was allowed to enter but soon found that she would have to work harder here. Cn this account. she gave up her music for awhile. But you can tell by her playing to- night that she has not forgotten her early lessons. . Our presentation orator also lives in the country. He used to go to school with our musician. He was by no means the best boy in school but knew what was meant by the hickory stick. He was always smiling at the girls and was more than pleased when one looked at him. Wlhen our musician started to come here to school, Edgar thought he had better start too. So they have worked along together and are now about to graduate. Another important person in our class is our Junior roaster. She is one of the two who began in the lower grades of this school. She has never worked too hard for her health because she has always cared more about the boys and about having a good time than about studying. Altho' she admired all young men, there was one especially whom she liked for some time. He was very often seen going down east to the Towns end. But for some reason or other, they grew less fond of each other and now she is waiting for the right one to come along. Our poet is last but by no means the least. It was down east on the Pine Plains where l l 1 L l i l class did not know this fact, until recently when one of our members discovered that she had so many admirers. This is the brilliant record of the 1908. f class of CLASS POEM. Auriel Harvey. lin a village of the Empire State, V i i i l she obtained her inspiration for writing poetry. lt is probably on account of licr poetic genius that she is the belle of the Plains. Qui' Is a class of Seniors, right-up-to-date. UNO victory without labor gained, Has been our motto, and our aim. ,Teasinff the teachers, we would not do, l i i av . VVe leave that for the Freshmen, you know. For Seniors, we Seniors, can't do such an act, Please do not question-it is a fact. ' In Latin, German,.Erench and Greek, VVe are considered quite complete: iVVith English and Physics, not far behind, , And enough mathematics to make us blind. l Nothing forgotten, nothing undone, Sometimes in study, sometimes in fun, Never dead-never late, lVe tl e clft of gl td ght f .1 C ss naugi v eiO' . Here mid pleasure and mid strife VVe learn the lessons of life. In the old school house on the hill, Khlhere the shouts of laughter are never still. And in the years of time untold May we reverence the purple and gold, And the good old-fashioned ways 'Which we learned in the golden rule days l COLOR SCHEME. ,Wlhen she tMiss Halll vvears blue she is very l bad, H ln white she's a little better, llut when you sec hcr wearing plaid, A Be sure! Don't miss a letter.

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10 SCHOOL DAYS. CLASS PROPI-Il-ECY. Ethel Mae Donnelly. Un evening as I sat by the window thinking how soon we must leave these old halls, the thought of the future of my classmates came to me. Gazing toward the setting sun, I noticed that the sky had a strange appearance. Behold! There were the very words of my thoughts. '4The future' of the class of l908f' This vanished and the future of each member appeared in turn. The future of our president first appeared. In two years he will enter Cornell University and take up the study of law. But Syracuse holds too many charms for him. and he will leave Cornell to enter Syracuse Universty. He will graduate from there with high honors. He will meet with great success in his busi- ness, becoming one of the judges of the su- preme court. I next saw the future of our vice-president. Miss Stryker will enter upon a novel under- taking. She will next year establish a school to educate young ladies in the art of candy making. Pupils will come to her from all parts of the United States. I did not wonder at this when I thought of the delicious candy she makes. If there should be any doubt concerning it, just ask our president or any of those whose seats were near Miss Strykerls. Next year Mr. Needham will enter Cornell University. In due course of time he will graduate but he will have received more than an education while at college. Next leap year one of the sweetest girls in Sage Hall will make him a proposal which he will accept. The future of Miss Kregloh will be vastly different from that of any other member of the class. .Xfter completing her college course she will turn her thoughts toward the negroes and give her life to work among them. She will do noble work and the col- ored people of thc south will forever hold her name in reverence. . I found that our class was to have a famous musician amongst its number. Miss Benton will enter the Boston Conservatory of Music Vlfhile there she will give entertainments, meeting with approval everywhere. Aspir- ing to even greater honors she will go to Ger- many and study under the great masters. Her playing will be listened to by all the Courts of Europe. . Suddenly, there was a bright light in the sky. I could see that it was a forest on fire but a person whom I recognized as Mr. Vlfil- bur, appeared and soon had it under his con- trol. By this picture I saw that he would be- come a successful forester. In golden letters I saw The future of Miss Mulchayf' She will become an accom- plished young lady, graduating from Wfells College. The study of music and art will not be neglected. To complete her educa- tion she will travel in Europe, visiting the courts of the most important countries. Nobleman of every rank will shower her with attentions and at last an Italian of high stand- ing will capture her heart. Nothing further was given, but let us hope for the best from our most accomplished member. The last that appeared in the heavens was a beautiful picture. It was a lonely hospital with many sufferers. I noticed that all the patients were looking with admiration toward the same place. They were watching the nurse, whom I recognized as my classmate, Miss Harvey. As the last color faded from the sky I thought of each doing his share in the battle oflife and silently breathed a prayer that we might all prove faithful to the trust given to us