Barringer High School - Athenaeum Yearbook (Newark, NJ)

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Slip llup-pptn Through the alleys and winding streets leading to the harbor, a group of lusty seaman pushed or jostled their way toward the wharves. Even then, above the roofs of the last block of houses could be seen the mast head of a certain merchant vessel for which the men where bound. Merrily floating on the breeze, jaunting its colours from the tip of the mast, was a small blue and white flag: the Blue-peter of course. The more prudent members of the crew were already aboard making ready for immediate sail- ing. They realized the im- portance of preparation for the voyage and were in readiness when the sig- nal came. The Blue-peter flew aloft. The time had come. This book, a symbol of our departure from Bar- ringer is our Blue-peter. It has been hoisted to the masthead. The hour of our sailing has arrived. We have spent a number of years in preparation for this, our voyage of life, upon which we are about to embark. Some have diligently attended to their duties, and, as a reward, will be permitted to leave the school, our port of preparation, with their classmates. Others have heedlessly neglected their obligations and will remain on the wharf when the good ship of Twenty-eight sets sail. It is with mixed sentiment that we take leave of the place we have come to love so dearly: happiness, to have successfully left behind one of life’s milestones; regret at the termination of our relation with our dear old Alma-Mater. The friendship, guidance and instruction of the faculty have become a big factor in our lives, and in years to come, we will appreciate it increasingly. The companionship and spirit we have enjoyed here will remain with us throughout life’s long voyage. Our time has come. Barringer has always stood for the highest ideals in life. Let us be true to this our great tradition, whether seas be rough or smooth. The Blue-peter flies aloft; we must go. Pa if® Nino

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BARRINGER HIGH SCHOOL Alma iflatrr Sony — — Over many a city aid. Famed in song and story. Temple grey and castle hold Catch the sunset glory. So our Alma Mater proud Looks o’er vale and meadow, High between the sailing cloud And its drifting shadow. For her colors, first the blue Of the April valley: Then December’s wintry hue When the storm winds rally, Newark High,thy fame we raise, Many voices blending; Through the years we pledge thee praise Loyal to Life’s ending. Pairo Eight

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