Beaver Falls High School - Tiger Yearbook (Beaver Falls, PA)

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THE 'HGEI2 HISTORY OF THE CLASS OF 1917. J UNH DIVISION. As the Voyager turns with a love-longing gaze, To the hills that are fading behind, How swift come the thoughts of his earlier days. To people the chambers of mind. Fond memory gilds every summit of blue, With the flush of a sunset of gold, And the vislon still lingers, when lost to the view Old Oiean holds all in his fold. Standing here tonight at the close of the high school life of this class of 1917, let us for a moment turn back the sands in the hour glass of Old Father Time, and imagine that it is once more September, 1913, When We, as Freshmen, entered Beaver Falls High. The High School is alive with the excitement of reopening. Teachers with impressive looking volumes parade the halls. Schedules are scattered everywhere-to the disgust of the janitor. A rumbling sound, increasing in volume as the source draws near, is heard. 'Tis our class of '17, S5 strong, ascending the stairs for the first time. Most of us are nervous, although some, more valiant than the rest, assume an easy, carefree expression that does not deceive the ob- servant upper classmen for an instant. Finally, the gong rings. announcing the beginning of our troubles, and, after a short time, we pass timidly to classes. That is, we start. Some of us reach the as- signed destination, while the rest of us wander to other places too numerous to mention. To our puzzled gaze. the halls seem to be immense labyrinths, studded with endless doors, above which ap- pear misleading numbers. It proves embarrassing to say the least. to bolt into a room filled with upper Classmen, who laugh most un- feolingly as We make a hasty retreat. The next day. many of our boys appear with nice hair cuts, which, in most cases, produce startling effects. But by and by, we become more accustomed to our surroundings. and need only occasionally be reminded that this is not a stuily period, but a recitation period, and that we really should not be in the study hall at all. Upon this news, we grasp our books hastilv, making a most inglorious exit. E When the freshmen reception was given in our honor, we realiz- ed perhaps for the first time, that we, like the rest, occupied a place in high school and that we were indeed welcome. 10

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THE 'ITGER Il kept t0 its promise and Wouldu't budge So after we'd eaten our ice cream and fudge Vie decided to walk, and walk We did, From Patterson Heights to the Brighton bridge. The other cars too had decided to stop And so we had another long walk. But then you see we had plenty of time Till Monday at one minute to nine. We ordered the invitations that you received And for Once in our lives we all agreed, 'Tivas a notable fact and worthy of mention Since this question is always cause for dissention. Then, since one good turn deserves another, The Juniors, acting like a friend and brother Put up a feed such as opened our eyes And made us stare in blank surprise. In rehearsing the play, it seemed so funny To hug the boys and call them honey, And to see each other in such strange disguise Made us feel less dignified and less wise. So now you have learned our history, Our past is to you no longer a mystery. Uur prophecy will tell what our future shall be Ycu'll know our past and future, our present you see. S0 yve're leaving you our school mates and our teachers dear, May your days be ever pleasant and your life be one of cheer. May you think ever fondly, of the class ot' i17, May you often think ol' us though we be seldom seen. For though We part to go our Ways. NVQ never shall forget these days. And often our thoughts to you shall be turned To the knowledge you imparted and the Wealth of good we've learned. But we bid you now farewell-we say it from the heart- For as friends we met and as friends We shall part. AGNES GIRVAN, '17. 9

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TH TIGER The next attraction was the dreaded examinations, accompanied by the usual fears and misgivings. However, our fears were with- out foundation for the most part, and we proudly received our pro- motion slips. 'Ihe sands in the hour glass move slowly, beholding us happily as- sembling as Sophomores. This second year begins most propitiously, finding us fewer in number, but stronger in purpose. VVe are soon initiated into the mysteries ef Caesar's Gallic War, most unwill- ingly at first. but by and by we decide that Caesar wasn't such a bad chap after all. Our constellation did not lack stars, for quite a few members of cur class began to exhibit talent along literary as well as athletic lines. The Athenian and Macbethiaa literary societies were disbandid, but, after a time, new societies were founded, in which many of our class olrained membership. During this term some of our c'ass fxfiibited quite a touching affection for Mr. Car- son's office, and were frequent visitors. The sands in the hour glass proclaim the flight of time, and we become Juniors. Our class enrollment is smaller than before, be- cause, for various reasons, a few of our -classmates did not return after summer vacation. One of the principal events of this year was the customary Junior-Senior banquet, which was held in the gymnasium. The decorations and entertainment were decided UD- on after much careful planning. and with Mr. Green as toast-master, the evening was one of arent success. Another memorable event, which occurred at the close of the term. was our participation in the Decoration Day parade. Although frequent showers compelled us to carry umbrellas, as we marched, our spirits were not dampen- ed in the lea't, and we departed homeward, lustily chcering for the Stazs and Stripes. It seemed a long step between our Junior and Senior years, prob- ably due to the fact that school opened later Qhan the accustomed date. But finally we assembled in room three, as dignified Sen- iors. VVe soon lcarned that the word Senior meant hard work, and that the position of the Seniors was not such an enviable one after all. The Scniors enjoyed populariiy during this last term, for our class room was weekly besieged by photographers, college repre- sentatives, and other individuals who seemed to be extremely in- terested in how and where we should spend OUT IHOHGY. Githelf Ht the present time, or in the future. After much discussion our pic- tures were ordered, and we waited impatiently for their arrival. 11