Chicago Christian High School - Violet and Maize Yearbook (Palos Heights, IL)

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DEAR GRADUATES! You ask for a parting message with which to remember your principal? Here is it: As you leave your school moorings, as you launch upon the sea of life-whether you are to encounter the storms of life's difhculties or to bask in the sunshine of life's comforts-may the reproachful words of Isaiah f47ZIOD never be applicable to any of you: Thy wisdom and thy knowledge, it hath perverted thee, and thou hast said in thine heart, I am, and none else beside me. On the contrary, be true to the Christian teaching which you have received in the home, which has been confirmed in the elementary school, and which has been broadened and deepened in the Chicago Christian High School.-The gist of which is expressed in the well-known texts of Romans: None of us liveth to himself For of Him, and through Him, and to Him, are all things: to whom be glory for ever. These truths have been imparted to you, may your life impart them to others. M. FAKKEMA DEAR FRIENDS: You, as graduates, have completed your high school career and are now to pursue various activities in a new realm. With you, I also am leaving the portals of the C. C. H. S. and as I look back upon the years past when we have pioneered together to make our school a success, the words of one of our authors comes as a consolation: I've comforted here and I've succored there, I've faced my foes, and I've backed my friends I've blundered, and sometimes made amends, I have prayed for light, and I've known despair. Now I look before, as I look behind, Come storm, come shine, whatever befall, With a grateful heart and a constant mind. For I am ready, new tasks to begin. May God's richest blessings be your portion in whatever course in life you may follow. We earnestly hope that our mutual fellowship and constancy of purpose may be of value in later life. Strive to do what is right. Sincerely, C. SMITTER E -1 13 I-

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W E5 Let me do my work from day to day In field or forest, at the desk, or loom, In roaring market-place, or tranquil room, Let me but find it in my heart to say VVhen vagrant wishes beckon me astray, This is my work, my blessing, not my doom, Of all who live, I am the one by whom This work can best be done, in the right way, Then shall I see it not too great, nor small, To suit my spirit and to prove my, power, Then shall I cheerful greet the laboring hours, And cheerful turn, when the long shadows fall At eventide, to play and love and rest, Because I know for me my work is best. Henry Van Dyke ADRIANA G. HAMMEKOOL DEAR FRIENDS: lVIuch as I would, I cannot phrase, either in poetry, or in prose, the hopes I entertain for you, as well as did our beloved Longfellow in The Builders from which I make bold to extract these few stanzas: a Iu the elder days of Art Builders wrought with greatest care Iiach minute and unseen part, For the gods see everywhere. Let us do our work so well, Both the unseen and the seen, Nlake the house, where God may dwell Beautiful, entire, and cleani Build today, then, strong and sure, With a firm and ample base, And ascending and secure Shall tomorrow find its place. Sincerely, J. W. SIETSEMA 14