Abington High School - Oracle Yearbook (Abington, PA)

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CLASS POEM DUTY Lite is like a transient dream, All things are real but soon they'll seem To disappear from us forever Life’s too short for us to never Think of Duty’s call to us. Are we fulfilling our duty to our fellow-man Are we doing all wre possibly can To help him in his troubled life. In trials, tribulations and in strife He needs us, are we answering bis call? Our country has heeded to the cries, And now is trying to calm the sighs Of millions, bound by cruel fate. We know that we are not too late To win the fight for worldly freedom. Our country needs us one and all Let us arise and answer the call Of those who are suffering under Autocracy. And save the world for true Democracy Is that not a sacred Duty? Our fathers shed their blood for us, They did not fear to join the chorus Of those who passed to realms above. They did it only for the love Of us and those who’re yet to live. r; 19

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period that. It was worse than going to your own funeral,—going to Tiig. class. When you attend your own funeral you know the undertaker chaperones part of you, while the test, according to the doctrines of theology, had the preference of going one direction or the other. But when you went to 1 rig. class, the doctrines of theologv could offer you no consolation; there was no help, something hoi was sure to be coming and it was awful hot when it came. Our classmates have seen us filing into that room, our hands limply at our sides, our eyes dilated with terror, the cold sweat of anguish upon our brow. And the indescribable expression of horrible anticipation writ upon our faces and they thanked their lucky stars that there was no Trigonometry in the Commercial course. With the various activities; social, school and athletic, we Seniors were about the busiest people on earth. Our all IS Suburban High School Champion Basketball Team, Mr. Osmond's farewell reception, Mr. Hecks congratulatory reception, the Senior reception and Mrs. Fleck's linen shower, show that a Senior's life is a busy one. The mid-yea-.s safely out of the road we began a musical comedy under supervision of Mr. Boyd. “The Fluky Duke” (and for a time it seemed as if it were to be really “flukey’) p.ovcd to be the best Senior entertainment ever produced in Aldington High School, both financially and otherwise. Xow receptions, plays, ball games, tennis matches, track meets and exams, are all things of the past and the Class of '18 in all its gory, is before you. But let me add. that in all the hurry and bustle of Senior life we have not forgotten our national patriotism. That flag speaks for itself. Four classmates in active service. They are: Lewis Aipel and Lawrence Doyle of the U. S. Marine Corps, Nevin Harwood and Charles Karffman of the Tank Corps. An honor roll worthy of such a class. Time does not permit the Historian to enter into a detailed account of our class or to sketch fully the history of so an illustrious a body of young people. A complete chronicle of four years passed within these walls would fill several volumes. But he is content, his ambition is fulfilled; if he has succeeded in handing down to posterity a record that will be an inspiration and incentive to future classes, that they may tread the straight and narrow p th of scholarly achievement and graduate with the same honors which have distinguished the Class of 1918. El-DRIDGE ( jROS hens. CLASS YELL. Rickety Rah! Rickety Rkx! Rickety X-X-X-X-X. Rickety Reen ! Rickety Res. Eighteen ! That’s Us. Rip, Rah, Rah, Rah. Rah. Keen. 18, 18, 18. 18. Mary Wilson.

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There are four in our class who have answered the call Which comes from afar to us one and all. If in life it may be their mission To down the tyrant in his cruel ambition May they be blessed and their lives be spared. We here have a Duty to perform If we cannot fight, or face the storm Of shot and shell, we'll do our best To help our boys to stand the test Of hardships and of tribulation. If we answer the call To thine ownself be true” We are doing all that we're able to do. For when this is accomplished we have done Our duty to ourselves and everyone. For being true to one’s self is being true to all. We the class of '18 before to-night Flave tried not to lose the sight Of Duty, in our High School career. And we have tried from year to year To do our best to accomplish our task. We’ve many years of our life before us yet. While we're facing its trials, may we never forget, That our life here is just as we make it And we hope that thru life, in all its beauty. The Class of 18 will do its Duty. 20 William Mattson.