Berne French Township High School - Our Yesterdays Yearbook (Berne, IN)

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lVe, the Senior class of 1916, are the first to graduate under a nine- months' course. Class Officers President - - - RAYMOND XVULLIMAN Vice-President ---- ERMIN BIXLER Secretary-Treasurer - - A DAVID BIXLER The faculty consisted of Mr. Huff, Miss Beck, Miss Prange, Miss Baum- gartner and Mr. Sprunger. T Social Events The first class meeting, which was a reception to the Freshmen, was held at the home of Joe Habegger. This was given in order to initiate the Fresh- men into the social part of high school life. The second social event was a farewell party, heldtin Lehman's grove in honor of Lulu Allen. The third social was held at the home of Sybilla Sprunger. The social life of the class was enjoyed by all, and, in order to keep up the spirit of the class in coming years, the following officers were elected for the year l9l6-17: President, Lorena Sprungerg vice-president, Irene Stuckyg secretary-treasurer, David Bixler. L. S., '16, SENIOR REMINISCENCE Ah, distinctly we remember, in that cool and bright September, When we first, all weak-kneed Freshmen, entered the assembly door, We recall our first class picture-and it surely is a bore, We were Freshmen-nothing more. The next year our class grew stronger, as we stayed in high school longer, And we came to find a meaning in that title, Sophomore, For the fact is, we were working-ah, no more they found us shirking, Over Geom we labored somewhat harder than before. We, as juniors, were disdainful-we were free from comp's, so painful And in spring we were delighted when our rules were things of yore, We were rare and radiant juniors in those happy days of yore, Only juniors-nothing more. Senior year bore to extinction, we forsook the class distinction, ' Fuss, fancies and old traditions which were followed years before. For the truth was, we were older, and our minds were growing bolder, As we tried to do things bigger than were ever done before. 15

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A jUNIOR'S TALE lThe wryter is somewhat indebted to one Geoffrey Chaucer. VVhan Coinmone Schoole with its last examme is o'er, Thanne longen folks to gon on pilgrimages. And after man hath closed its friendly door. And students for to seeken newer strondes, shire's ende, Berne they wende, labor for to fynde, thru this darke world's grynde And specially from the Of Adams Countye to That learning and that That them shall holpen VVhen I had wended on my pilgrimage To Berne High with full devout courage, One day was come to that communitie VVell nigh five and twenty in a companye, Cf sondry folk, by adventure ifalle In felaschipe, and pilgrims were we alle, VVho would in books for four yeres studye Welle, That in the ende the teachers all might telle How many thanne had come out to be Wyse. This was our waye thence as I you devyse: The first yere in that lande had much of woe, And many from our number back did goeg The older folk who'd been there long before, Did cryticise our studye more and more. All thru that tyme our sorrow's oler us swept.. We weren 1-Treshiesu and Sophomores , ill kept' v But from the gloome our triumph did appeare, So that whann finished was last yere, Our place was made amonge the men who were- Wle love the honored name of junior. And in the winter, whan the snowe did falle, Our good knights rallied to the basket-balle. In this and other sports they fought full welleg ln track did they the rest by far excelle. Our delegates are seene in every field, Wlhere one for classe a lance can wield. NVell given-our receptione did full Welle delyght All those who attended on that faire nyghte. The nobilitie were escorted to the door By a 'squire with golde buttons behind and 'fore, XVe move in all societie with ease- Our knights of far renowne. and faire ladies: Wfith many a partye do we lyghten lyf, And so forget our labor and our stryfe. XVe are in sooth a merrye companye. XVe'll have a jolly tyme. whyle here we be. XVe're glad there is a full twelve months ahead Before we needs must earne our dailie bread. XVe'll labor, strive, and ever bravely fyght To uphold dere true Maroone and XVhyte. Now. whan we've brot you greetings, everyone. This tale will, like all ended tales, be done. D