Chester High School - Reflector Yearbook (Chester, VA)

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d$iet efJector- Valedictory » t (y°HE curtain has fallen and the last act of the great drama f Q of high school life has passed. The time has come when we, the Senior Class of ’30, must say farewell to our Alma Mater. At this time there comes a feeling of mingled joy and sorrow, joy that our dreams of graduation have been fulfilled; sorrow at leaving our school and friends and saying good-bye to each other. “Parting is such sweet sorrow.” We wish that Time might roll backward and make us Fresh- men again, or Sophomores, or Juniors even. But we know this is impossible. We have come to the parting of the ways. We will probably scatter in all directions, but the bonds of memory will always hold us as a class. We will seek new fields, new ideals will motivate our lives, new pages will be written in life’s history. We must take things as they come. We must go forth into our life work to “give to the world the best that we have ; then the best will come back to us.” Although we have come to the end of this act that brings school life to a close, we realize that we have not yet completed our educational career— that there is much to be done. Great possibilities lie ahead of us. We resolve to make the most of our opportunities whenever they may present themselves. We yearn to follow knowledge, to be strong in will “to seek, to find, and not to yield.” In desire, we would improve as time goes on, we would strive that “each tomorrow find us farther than today.” My class- mates, let us “Be not content that former worth stand fast, but look forward, persevering to the last, from well to better, daily self-surpast.” Our high school course has taught us, through books and ex- perience, to live better. We feel that this has been accomplished through the advi ce and teaching of our Faculty. We shall not attempt to thank you now, but we wish you to feel that we are not ungrateful for all you have done for us. As we bid you adieu, believe that we shall ever cherish in our hearts the thought that to a great extent it is to you we owe the privileges we have enjoyed. May you ever be able to look with feelings of heartfelt satisfaction on all your efforts for the advancement of this class whose lot it is now to bid you a long farewell. •c Page Thirty-Five

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e J e kdo]i LAST WILL ANI) TESTAMENT— Continued official in the United States, not excepting one, his salary, his qualifications, “et cetera, ad infinitum.” Section 10. To energetic Miss Shelhorse, we will a rubber- tired tricycle to be at her disposal when she is on hall duty in order that she may make her rounds more quickly and with less fatigue. Section 11. To Miss Wiant, our beloved adviser, we will a Senior Class which will be as dignified and studious as we have been dcrflng the past year. Article II. Section 1. To the Junior Class, we will the remaining nickle — if there be one. Section 2. To the Sophomore Class, we will all used chewing gum that may be found sticking around the premises. Section 3. To the Freshman Class, we will three long years of hardship to be added to the one through which they have just existed. Article III. Section 1. To the Literary Societies, we will our most earnest desire that they may send forth the Demosthenes, Ciceros and Burkes of the future. Section 2. To the Glee Club, we will another year of success under the leadership of Miss Mary Robinson. Section 3. To the Athletic Association, we will the business of enlarging the gym so that there will be at least standing room for the spectators. IN WITNESS WHEREOF, we have hereunto subscribed our names and affixed our seals this Fifth day of June, 1930. (Signed) Class of 1930. In the presence of Comus, Touchstone, Polonius, Macbeth, Lear’s Fool. — Norwood Bentley, Testator. M[ Page Thirty-Four

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VALEDICTORY— Continued To those who come after us, we would say, “Carry On.” Make better the future of our high school which is in your hands. Farewell, Chester, home of our youth, farewell. Never shall the scenes and pleasures we have enjoyed within thy walls fade from our memories. “Yet oft when after honorable toil, Rests the tired mind and waking loves to dream, Our spirits shall revisit thee.” The last hour has struck. With changeless love for our Alma Mater, with steadfast loyalty to one another, with a heart bent on high and noble things, we go forth, and bid you farewell. —Hazel C. Wood. Spring The earth throws off her wrap of snow, She wipes away her tears, The clouds of winter roll away, The sun of spring appears. The swamp-frogs croak through day and dark, The songs of birds are heard; By these small creatures of the earth, Spring’s story’s told in words. The trees dress up in gay green garb, Earth mother docs this too, Her gifts to gladden hearts are found — Cowslips and violets blue. Winter is past and long forgot, The spring doth take its place, Duties are planned for each of us — Each man must run his race. Even as winter’s thrown aside, And things begun anew, Why cannot man throw sin aside, And better, try to do ? — Mamie Dahl Wilson. -H. l’age Thirty-Six