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

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DEDICATION That we may fittingly express our sincere appreciation to those who so willingly made sacrifices that we might enjoy educational opportunities, who have followed our activities and achievements through the years with prayerful hearts, who have advised and encouraged us with understanding, to the Fathers and Mothers of the graduating class, we affectionately dedicate this volume of the “OUR YESTERDAYS.”

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It was in 1926, just fourteen years ago, when the last issue of the “Our Yesterdays” was published by Berne High School. Due to various reasons it was decided best to discontinue its publishing. Since then the “Budget” has been the only publication of the school. When it was learned at the beginning of this school year that the “Budget” could no longer be published, the Senior Class again took upon themselves the publishing of the “Our Yesterdays.” It was not until the second semester that the annual staff was chosen and work was begun at once. It was a new experience for all of us, but with the capable help and advice of Mr. Webb, our faculty advisor and class sponsor, we are now able and proud to present to you the 1940 edition of the “Our Yesterdays.” In it we have tried to bring to our readers a look into the classes and activities of our school. We have tried to show you what school life is to the students in Berne High School. If this annual will recall memories to the former graduates, and be a means for remembering high school days for the present students, the publication thereof will be more than justified.

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Orn Yesterdays OLD SCHOOL BUILDING With fond and lingering memories we look back to the days spent in this “dear old home of schools.” Deep in our hearts is rooted an inexpressible affection for the place where first we learned our reading, Titing, and ’rithmetic. Not only for us, but also for the seven hundred forty graduates who completed their high school education in this building, will this picture ever revive cherished memories. As we “take a trip on memory’s ship” back to those school days, numerous scenes clearly return to our minds— “Within the master’s desk is seen. Deep scarred by raps official; The warping floor, the battered seats, The jackknife’s carved initial; The charcoal frescoes on the wall; Its door’s worn sill, betraying The feet that, creeping slow to school, Went storming out to playing.” And then we canno’ forget the bell that pealed forth so faithfully through the years, calling us to work and from play. Although for many years Berne has hoped for and looked forward to a new school, it is with not a little regret that we part with the building that has served us so faithfully. And ah! If the schoolhouse could but speak its farewell to us—such secrets as it could reveal. How many interesting incidents it witnessed! There were the struggles over lessons, yes, and even tears; and those undesirable but necessary scenes of character building! Also the happier times—the lengthy tete-a-tetes in the halls, between shy youths and fair maidens, which often resulted in even more than lasting friendships. These secrets which it has shared with us made it our friend. Probably the highest tribute we can pay to it is to keep the high ideals of the institution it has cradled upheld forever! Page Four