Auburn High School - Follies Yearbook (Auburn, IN)

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HRESHMAN.

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Somnet to Sophontrores, To Sophomores these lines we must direct That they may profit from experiences Which did our days, now past, so much affect. Consider not outward appearances For they are full of evil and deceit Be-fooling those who do not probe beneath That face meant to so cleverly defeat The statesman, or the plowman of the heath. Do not allow yourselves to know dismay When work accumulates in such a mass That it appears as an endless array. For that is when honor comes unto your class. He who would seek for knowledge and for fame Will never find a straight and narrow lane.

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freshunan Glass History, On September 9, 1908, thirty-four Freshmen were assigned seats in room three of the High School building. On looking over the room we saw many familiar faces but an equal number of strange ones, many having joined us from the various district schools. We were now to take up a new course of study. It was indeed very new. We were led by Miss Baxter into the mysteries of our first foreign lan- guage, Latin. Botany, the study of plants, was conducted by Prof. Langston. Algebra, a study new to nearly all, was under the direction of Prof. Hippensteel. After having a taste of the three new studies we were glad to take up our English, with which we were somewhat acquainted. This was taught by Prof. Magginis. who had charge of this division. Music and drawing were ably taught by Mrs. Hendra. Several have dropped out during the year for various reasons while a few have joined us from time to time. Most all other Freshman classes had a class organization but Prof. Hip- pensteel gave us a short talk, telling us how unnecessary it was. In part he said: “What would a duck do with an umbrella? What would a rat do witha violin?” Then, “What would a Freshman class do with an organization?” The other classes have helped us to make this year a most pleasant one and their associations will ever remain a bright spot in our memory. And though we’re only Freshmen now, And mistakes we make galore; But Sophomores soon we hope to be, Where much hard work’s in store, As Juniors you may hear from us; With lessons hard we'll delve; Next as Seniors we will greet you; Then Hurrah! for 1912.