Cass City High School - Perannos Yearbook (Cass City, MI)

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illrmnrira In the fire light glow of evening, When darkness has settled o'er all, I sit alone in the gloaming Sweet memories to recall. Memories of high school days Which only to us are dear, The friends, the teachers, the classmates, As they came and went with the year. These memories are becoming sweeter As we face another life And they'll help us all on the journey A partner in greater strife. My thoughts flew farther and faster As the embers moulder and burn. From the old schoolhouse and surroundings They now rebelliously turn. To the future my dreams go flitting, To the path that lies before, But still with a pang at parting From those good old days of yore. Our ways are hence divided And alone we now pass through Into the life of tomorrow To find what we can do. And now the lamps are lighted To break upon the scene, But still I sit and ponder, And dream, and dream, and dream. But back again to the schoolhouse, Back to the Class of '15 Back to the scene of our frolics But oh! It's only a dream.

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they were trying to convince his lawyer, Otis Stockmeyer, that he should be extinguished to a cinder and put out on the hearth to be swept up in the morning. At last the teachers were convinced that James was not so bad as he seemed and that it was only natural for him to talk all the time, so he was acquitted and sent to another town for a week. After this we went to the school room where Hazen Carson presided as superintendent, Alma Mark as principal, and Helen Kolb as language teacher. I waited almost impatiently for the German class to be called but, alas! when they did meet, I was sadly disappointed for their voices were so similar to the crackling of flames that I could not understand a single word. However, the queen seemed much pleased with the results the teachers were gaining and after the close of school she invited them to join our party and go to the theatre. There we listened to several delightful duets by Helen McGreg'ory and Paul Fritz, who had become accomplished musicians. The play was a scene in Germany and opened by Dugald sing- ing, Es ist ein lange Weg zum Tipperary. On inquiry I was told that he had become noted as singer and actor and was assisted by Beatrice and Alison, who were stars in the same company. In this play Alison took the part of a Scotch lassie visiting Germany, while Beatrice played the role of a German princess. After leaving there, we journeyed to a home where I Was told an invalid lived. There we found Vina, making all cheery and bright with her humorous ways and sayings. She left there to join us and told me we would next go to a little village where Mae was serving as a missionary. We found her at work in the midst of a little group of people who were nearly all ignorant. Lottie was assisting her and together they were doing much good. We viewed the surrounding country which seemed to be all iiames but considered very pretty by the rest and then returned to a mansion Where we were greeted by Ruth Bittner, who acted as hostess and ushered us into a large room which greatly resembled our High room in Cass City, but more prettily decorated. Here we found all the other members of the Class of 1915 assembled. Then we sang songs dear and familiar to all until I felt myself growing cold and everything about me becoming dim. I awoke to find nothing but the darkness around me and the fire of past thoughts gone out. Mary E. Flynn, '15.

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0112155 '15 Listen! folks and you shall hear The story of a class of cheer. Up the hill and into the hall Climbed the Seniors, one and all. First, you could hear How's nine go smash, Then along comes Hazen with his bright pink tash, But still these two made a very good pair. For they surely made the teachers stare. Now as to our girls, they were certainly fine, Because they were right there all the time. Alma Mark, who was full of vim Made quite a pardoner for Mary Flynn. Altho Florence was noted for her common sense, She didn't have anything on Alison Spence. And as to the Ruths and Helens, too, They always say something worth while to you. Yes, Beatrice Koepfgen was always around She could be seen in school and also in town. But when it came to the little word quits There was nothing like that concerning Paul Fritz . Also J fmmie, with his funny trfcks, Did he lack the stick-to-itivcness-Nix. Although he did not look very smart He passed Geometry when the rc-st couldn't start. Now Lottie and Vina, both Scotch, as you know Couldn't ever be seen unless on the go, While it always took Mae some time to begin, She came from each class with a determined grin. Now Stub and Dua. as you've probably seen Are the only ones left of the Class of '15, And there's hoping we make our mark in life For we surely have had an awful strife. Now here's to the whole class tho small as it is But I think it's the best Cass City can give, And as to the rest, Juniors, Sophs, and all, Be sure and return this coming fall. Dugald Dun canson. '15