Auburn High School - Follies Yearbook (Auburn, IN)

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JUNIOR CLASS. Tohn Hoff Ray Thomas Dorsey Hines Jesse Shull Harry Casebeer Guy West Bessie Kinsey Rosamond McIntyre Maud Harrison Drusilla Baker Anna Dunnebarger

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women appear in history, until Joan of Arc, the fitteen vear old peasart girl, stepped to the head ot the beaten and discouraged French army, and led it to victory. Later, Joan of Arc was defeated by the Burgundians in battle and was captured. By them she was sold to the English for $3200, and, at the age of nineteen, she was convicted of sorcery and burned at the stake. That is the way great women of her age were appreciated. A few years later, the names of Mary Queen of Scotts and Queen Elizabeth appear. But what is the fame of these com- pared with that of England’s greatest ruler, Queen Victoria. The 1gth century produced more great women, many of whom are still living, than all the preceeding centuries. Of these Queen Victoria is perhaps the greatest. ‘The names of Clara Barton and Florence Nightengale will never fade from the pages of history. ‘These women have given their entire lives to relieve the suffering on the battle field. Francis Willard labored unceas- ingly to vanquish America’s greatest enemy, rum, and although she herself is no more, her influence still lives. Harriet Beecher Stowe, Mrs Alden, commonly called Susan B. Anthony and many others have won fame Pansy,” on account of their achievements. Of these, last but not least is Carrie Nation, renowned for dislocating joints. And why is it that the century just past produced so many great women? Theme TAR , Og Itis because women, after all these years, have gained their proper position. And are given nearly the same privileges men are given. We today can enter the business or profession- al world, and are considered just as modest as were Priscilla or Evangeline. Best of all, we are American girls. We love Old Glory and although we may never shoulder a gunand march into battle to the thrilling strains of « Marching thro’ Georgia,’’ we can join the great army of volunteers to use our influence against the various evils which seem to be fastening themselves upon our great land. In dreams, we see ourselves equal with the men in the gov- ernment of our loved America, and even now, most of the opposite sex agree with Burns, and with us, in the sentiment of the following lines. « The wisest man the warl’ e’er saw, He dearly loved the lasses, O, Auld nature swear,the lovely dears Her noblest work she classes O, Her prentice han’ she try’d on man, And then she made the lasses, O.’’

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alee At eon mt OP FI Coy By RUTH B. KEERAN ew ee ee ey, =D cS = AvsurN, Inp., JUNE 2, 1929. My Dear Frienp, Miss B—, Tonight I find it impossible to erase from memory the events of twenty-five years ago. I wonder if you remember as well as I that it is just that long since we, eleven girls of 1904, re- ceived our diplomas from the Auburn High School. Since then the wheel of time has revolved and its revolution has brought the members of the class to their various destinations, toward which we resolutely set our faces June 2, 1904. There was that mixed feeling of joy and sadness that those who have experienced saying good bye to school days can best define; joy because life with its possibilities was before us and we thought of the words of our motto, ‘ Excellency or Nothing,’’ and | think we all silently resolved that night to keep this thought in mind and by using the weak powers which God had given us reach the highest goal attainable. However, above all our ambitions was that mutual deep feeling ofsilent sadness as the thought came that the time had come to cut the bonds of that pleasant class fellowship which had marked twelve long years of our school life. How we talked it over that night. How we dreaded to say good bye to the good times which a school girl alone understands how to have. We seemed to think that all was over until some one quoted that little stanza, thinking it especially applicapable to our case. « Dreamer, waiting for darkness with sorrowful drooping eyes, Linger not in the valley bemoaning the day that is done, Climb the eastern mountains and welcome the rosy skies, Never was the setting so fair as the rising sun.”’ But I must stop my soliloquy, for that is not my purpose in this letter. It has recently been my great pleasure to learn the whereabouts ofall the spinsters of 1904, and thought you would be inter- ested in hearing of them too. I met several of the girls, for which I must still call them, recently at Washington, D. C., where I went to attend the inauguration. I arrived at Wash- ington the night of the third of March, and went to tne hotel. The next morning as I was in the dining hall I was attracted by the appearance of a young lady and an elderly gentleman at a table opposite my own. ‘There was a facination about the young lady I could not resist for J thought I had seen her somewhere. Later | encountered the same people. ‘The gentlemen was a very distinguished looking man and as I came upon them, a gentlemen whom | knew to be our