Claremont High School - Hickory Log Yearbook (Hickory, NC)

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-Q Q 4 1261? Zag y 7 if UDB TU lldl. H., 'Four long years vi'e've stayed here, And studied and played and worked. We've tried to do the best we couldg Few duties we've ever shirked. School life has its joys and its woes There's both everywhere you go And in all the da'ly walks of life It's best to have it so. as well, We are learning, dear old H. H. S. Each on life's different road: And may the things you've taught Lighten our journeys load? And may it seem, as years go by, And we follow the future's guide That even though you are past and gona- We are sure thlt we have tried? That the four long years We've spent in your walls, Have helped us in all that we dog And may we keep fixed in our hearts A loving emhlem of you? 1 to us -Pear! Illcltvcr. I e - s.s.a+ -refuses Palgf O

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-Q 2 enemy Log LOG STAFF WILLIAM WEAVER .,,,, ., I ..,.., I, .,,.,A ...A.,., . .I President of Senior Class ELIZABETH BIORETZ . . ,.,, I, .,.... Business Manager SALLIE BRICE SPRATT .. .I .I .I,, I ,.,,..I.,,....,. , ,,,. , , ...,., ., Editor-In Chzrj SONG OIF THE EDHTOR-lN'CHlElF I Sing, sing, sing, Oh, boiling kettle .of tea, I'm sure you've had your trouble But you havent had troubles like me. I sit before my desk In a vain attempt to thinkg My pen is willing to write, But my paper shows only blots of ink. Page S I envy the silly Sophs at play, Even the green Fresh, yet free! But woe to the friends who- Bestowed this honor on me. Sing, sing, sing, Oh, boiling kettle of tea, Good thing my pen hasn't written The thoughts that arise in me. -Sallie Brire Spratt.