St Margarets School - Salmagundi Yearbook (Waterbury, CT)

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Srninr lgrwentatinn Speerh A year of pioneering in the new era of Saint Margaret's has come and gone. For this we have had an ideal setting--the stately building, the rolling lawns, the trees about us. The year has been a happy one, and it has lied too swiftly for the accomplishment of all of our hopes and desires. It is for you, the class of 1930, to continue where we have left off. With the material change came new opportunities and new duties-every- thing new, but supported by old traditions and standards. These steps and the Senior Room now change owners for the first time. We give them to you, Juniors, as emblems of your greater responsibilities and of our great confidence in your ability to carry on the ideals of Saint Margaret's to further honor and success. 31unin1: Arrvptanre Spznh Seniors of 1929, you, the first class graduating from this, our new school-home, ushered in a new era in the history of Saint Margaret's School. You have brought from our old wistaria-clad school, the old ideals and traditions, and have firmly established them here. We, the class of 1930, bearing the distinction of being the first junior class to receive these steps and strengthened by your inspiring example, will endeavor to carry on these high ideals and honored traditions of Saint Margaret's, and leave behind us a heritage which you have praiseworthily enriched. Fifteen

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Srhunl bang Every springtime brings a parting, Every June we say farewell, But with fond and lingering memories Of the place we love so well. There is no school like Saint Margaret's- So we think and always will- With its porch of sweet wistaria, And its orchard on the hill. Ah, how fast speed by the hours 'Neath its dear old sheltering roof! Whether sunshine, whether showers, Whether praise or stern reproof! And how steadfast is the loyalty That dwells deep within our hearts! Our Hrst thought is of Saint Margaret's And the next to do our parts. When 'tis but a happy memory, As in after years we roam, We will still strive to be worthy Of the place we once called home. Though the path of life be thorny, And the goal be hard to gain, We will not forget Saint Margaret's, Nor will break the daisy chain.

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MISS CHANDLER Miss Chandler dear with her bluebell eyes Through the years she has guided us well She has been a friend, sympathetic and wise And so we love her- We'll always love her As only our hearts can tell. MISS EMDELL Miss Edell, we cannot really say The measure of our love for you, Save that it is both deep and true And thus forever will it stay. Miss Edell, we cannot really say How very much to you we owe- And what you've done for us, we We never, never can repay. know