Comstock High School - Corral Yearbook (Comstock, MI)

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SALUTATORY • WHAT NEXT?” Each of us lias spent twelve years of our lives in gaining knowledge, strength, and education, which but partly prepares us for service and society. At this turn of the road we stop our busy life and wonder, What Next? There are two ways spread out for our considera- tion. an equation to be solved in which the unknown quantity is the amount of success and happiness to be had from life’s activities. The question may be stated thus: Shall we continue our schooling and get a more thorough training for the great re- sponsibilities of life or shall we venture into the world with our present training, and trust to experience for the results ’ Yes, the question surely is—“What next?” To-night we finish one of the groups of life’s lessons and if we have been made stronger and our training has been such as to render us better able to answer the question “What next?” then our labors have not been in vain. But, if now, we are too weak to decide the course to pur- sue then we must surely have to say our time has not been spent to the very best of advantage. How much life’s situation depends upon our past experi- ences, at the present time, we cannot begin to tell, or just how fierce are going to be the strifes into which we must mingle, or how deep and far reaching shall be our distresses and troubles, and we do not know to what tasks we shall be called; neither can we fathom the mysteries of our Maker and know just when lie intends to have this “mortal coil” shuffled off. Did we but know, then we might decide which of the many courses to pursue. Very wisely have all the scenes of our future been shut out from our mortal eyes. So, no matter whether the good Lord wishes us for places of high or low estate, it behooves us to prepare for life in tin best, broadest and most approved man- ner. 12

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COMMENCEMENT PROGRAM March - Hazel I. Sevey Invocation ... Rev. Robert Cornell Chorus— In the harbor we’ve been sheltered High School Salutatory— What Next - - Gladys Foley Presidents’ Address— Prophecy” - Ethel Frie r l ((a) The Rosary r°iUQ ' (b) In the Twilight Glow - E. Alfred Shewell Vocal Solos ((c)»Widow Malone ) Address to Juniors Junior Response Violin Solo Oration Class Poem Valedictory Presentation of Diplomas Chorus— Away to the Fields Raymond Stowell Lucile Simmons Clell Peer Merle Campbell Nina M. Wright Glenn A. Woodhouse A. M. Nutten High School BENEDICTION

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The only way to prepare is to keep on trying to learn and train. During our school life we have had to work, especially dur- ing the last four years,—but there has been pleasure in our work. If we acquire more education, we know that we shall work earnestly when we think of the success it will bring. Each minute teaches us more about living; “Time Hies apace— In ceaseless race, man hurries to the tomb; In bliss or woe ere long to know Ilis everlasting doom.” “Let then thy hearts, Whoever you are to Wisdom’s voice incline, r.se well this hour when it’s in your power, The next may not be thine.” Success in future life first means earnestness, steadiness, and thoughtfulness in every round of the lad:ler which we climb. Many are discouraged before they reach the top. Oh, Life, thou hast no dream so fair as that which reaches over the sea, from the lands beyond where dreamings are merged into reality! Though we frail children, chase always thy fatal shadows in our track, and into the darkest gloom may stray, when hearts grow faint with strife and death, and pine like some wearied bird, eternal things bring hope and faith by which the deepest fonts are stirred; and folding back the wild unrest, Life’s useless tumult, toil and care, all ills by which we are oppressed, wre trust in Heaven, our hope is there. Ours are only youthful hopes, which in life’s gay morn, adorn the animating views. There are no storms with gloomy aspect prevailing, to cloud the azure of the sky. Enraptured with the distant view youth thinks its fictitious beauties true, and springs to gain the prize. The path of life though often adorned wth flowers, is often filled with thorns; yet hope’s sweet star may light with a radiance clear and bright; one by one our dreams will fade as the clouds in the morning reflect the brightness of the sun. 13