Canonsburg High School - Canon Log Yearbook (Canonsburg, PA)

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1923 PLEIAD THE FACULTY James Clark Bedillion ............... l'niversity of PltfSllllI'fIl1 Anna Marie Stewart, A. B f'li11to11 A. Mathewson ............... Bethany College AVl'SflI'llllSlC5I' College Eclinhoro State Normal Ella Blanche lioekliart. .............. Geneva College Olive Marie Ilickman, A. B. Floyd Harley Carson, A. B.. l'nive1-sity of Pittsburgh Pilllllil. State College NVestminster Collegre .llvllfllilllkl University Geneva College lrene Phillips ..... .. .......... Jefferson Academy Martha M. McNary, A. I3 ....... Vera Leone Neish, A.B ............ lViley S. Av00lll7lll'll, A. B ....... Eclinhoro State Normal l'11iversity of Pittshurgli .lluiversitv of l'ittslmrfrl1 uf l' Muskingum College Mary Vera Anthony ............. . ....... Uanonslmrg' High School XV. K J. Summer School Mary Isabelle Mercer .................. Incliana State Normal Ylolet Moyer ...................... ............ Cornell lliliversity

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PLEIAD 1923 Life J. C. Bedillion Short, swift. and pregnant are tl1e vicissitudes of life. lVe are as grass or the flowers of the field, for ephermal and syco- phantic are our lives. Short? Yes, with so many things to ac- complish. Birth, babyhood, childhood, manhood. death, come and go for the generation in forty-five yea1's. In that short time the ea1'th resounds to the tramping of millions, to the innocent prattle of children, to the rattle and clang of the Age of Steel, to the laugh of the mirthful a11d to the mourner's wail. ln that short span the Past emerges into the Present, the Present birth throws into an Eternity, which cycles forever. ln that time are born ideals to build character, education, which guides the vocation and the avocationg and those steel cables, habits, that wrap their strands about the soul, to stifle or to stabilize. Enthusiastic youth faces the future full of roseate clouds with silver lingings, and full of worlds to conquer. Man- hood, energized by past accomplishments, seeks to outdo and over-reach his ancestors by building surmountable air castles and day-dreaming of the future. Thus time rolls on, and life en- riches-itself. Life seizes labor, and, with its multitudinous offerings, grows rich in enjoyments, happy in solving difficulties, or miserable and weak from its body and mind exactions. Nothing gives joy as achievement, unless, it may be, brotherly kindness to fellow man. liabor is not drudgery. Make no mistake. Labor is the elixir of life, which fills all lands with red-blooded men ready for any duty. Labor makes the red wine of life sing in the veins of man until life ends in one grand, sweet song. lVhat is a complete, satisfying life? NVe have never fully answered that question, because perfection has not been attained. But herein lies satisfaction, young man, young woman: belief in God: cleanliness of mind and body, reading good literature, a happy, comfortable home where love prevails, education through books, travel, and vocation, leisure time not wasted, social inter- course with the great and the good, suppression of self for coin- munity betterment, right use of citizenship. But why go fur- ther? Our destiny lies in our own hands, therefore success or failure rests with us. The fault lies not in our stars, but in our- selves if be underlingsf' Be good, young friends, And let who will be clever. Do noble things, Not dream them all day long, So make Life, Death, And that vast Forever, One grand, sweet song.