Philadelphia High School for Girls - Milestone Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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Senior Reception Ynfortnnately in our hurried American life when forty minutes are an hour. the opportunity seldom comes for teachers to become symphathetic with the pupils outside of school. When, however, it does come it is probably more appreciated and it makes a more lasting impression. It was the rare good fortune of the students of the Normal School to meet their teachers in a reception given by the Faculty to the parents and pupils, on Friday evening of May thirteenth. Everything passed oii beautifully, with not one blemish to mar the pleasautest evening. XVithout, the skies looked favorably upon the occasion. XVithin, not a thing was lacking to make the guests feel at ease immediately, firmly convinced that they were most heartily welcomed. The corridors were beautifully decorated with palms, while in the separate rooms flower and bud and bush spoke with inaudible voice of the spirit of helpfulness and courage that pervades this dear old school. Every one was received most graciously by the Faculty who manifested their kindliest interest in the desire to know the girls and their parents. After meeting our honored Principal, Dr. Willard, who had a cheery word for everyone, our parents realized why every girl gathers inspiration from his unselfish manly heart. An hour or two was spent in the most delightful company, and then the guests departed, feeling that there certainly was a message for every one. No girl left without renewed hope and inspiration and a fearlessness to do her best since her 6111116381 endeavor and effort were recognized.

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22 Un the shore by the boat stands a gentle young maid 3 She lingers a moment and seems half afraid g She turns from the stream looking over the land, 0'er the lowlands and mountains, so lofty and grand. Though I long to depart, yet it is hard to go From the ones who have helped me and cared for me so. ln the fields where I toiled, will it still be the same ? X'Vill the flowers and blossoms remember my name? Ah no, they'll forget: they will bloom just as fair XVhen my sister shall give them her fostering care. The mountains forget when the long years have Heetec The sound of the voice which they oft have repeated. l These, all these my friends,-must I leave them behind, The flowers, the blossoms, the whispering wind? But hark, what is that now I hear? 'Tis the sound Of the voice of my leaders, whom always I found S0 patient, so helpful, oft troubled and tried, Ever ready our faltering footsteps to guide. They cannot forget we have once been true friends. There's a joy in the thought, however it tends To make partings easy ! Yet is it to part XVith the strong ties unbroken that bind heart to heart? No, sympathy, comradeship hold us as one, And the long years of friendship have only begun. The maiden no longer trembled or feared, And a radiant smile on her young face appeared. U'er the fields came a maid who was younger than she, XK'l1o greeted her sister and laughed happily, And helped her step into her small restless boat As it tugged at its moorings impatiexft to float. v O