Coquille High School - Laurel Yearbook (Coquille, OR)

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SOPHMORES CLASS COLORS, RED AND WHITE CLASS OFFICERS Marc Shelley, President, Janie Lowe, Vice-President. Harold Moore, Secretary-Treasurer. Geneva Either, Jean Mathews, Sergeants at Arms jHottti: (Astra per Asprrn”

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sion. Lincoln was made leader and he not only piloted the nation through this most terrible struggle and brought the war to a successful termination, but he also wiped from the fair page of history its da kest blot that of slavery; and obliterated sectional lines. Now our nation stands united. The Union is thoroughly sealed by the blood of the brave men who gave their lives in this fierce struggle. The result is, that ours, while the youngest nation, is the greatest in wealth and in influence. Her unbounded resources, her achievements in literature, arts and invention place her in the front rank of nations and have gained for her the respect and admiration of the world. “OPPORTUNITY” r r » They do me wrong who say I am no more When once I knock and fail to find you in For, every day I stand outside your door And bid you wake and rise to fight and win. Wail not for precious chances passed away Weep not for golden ages on the wane Each night I burn the seconds of the day At sunrise every soul is born again. Dost thou behold thy lost youth all aghast? Dost reel from righteous retributions blow? Then turn from the blotted archives of the past And find the future’s pages white as snow. Art thou a mourner? Rouse thee from thy spell! Art thou a sinner? Sins may be forgiven. Each morning gives thee wings from hell, Each night a star to guide thy feet to heaven. Laugh like a boy at splendor that has sped; To vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb, My judgment seal the dead past with its dead, And never bind a moment yet to come. Tho deep in mire wring not your hands and weep, I lend my arm to all who say I can. No shamefaced outcast ever sank so deep But yet might rise and be again a man. —Selected.

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HAIL TO THE SOPHMORES BY GENEVA BITHER v » r First comes Marc Shelley, president, He’s right there we’ll have you know— And in case we need vice-president, There is lovely Janie Lowe. Now Harold Moore’s our treasurer, and secretary too, Even though he hasn’t had anything to do. Our melancholy poet, whose poetry is all prose, Is funny Allen McDuffee, as everybody knows; While a class artist of rare talent, who spends her time most gleefully. You’ll find in Winnie Currie—we all like her awfully. Geneva Bither and Jean Mathews are royal men-at-arms; They preserve strict law and order, and as Suffragettes, have charms. There’s mischevious Gen Robinson (it doesn’t pay to tease her) Tho she doesn’t hold an office, she holds her own in Caesar. Next comes Hazel Radabaugh, a student tried and true; She always helps our cause along, as Sophomores ought to do. Last, but not least upon our list, comes manly Raymond Burns; He’s an Esperanto victim, and to be a great Musician yearns. We all have our faults and failings but everyone’s true blue— There’s nothing like being a Sophomore, and we’re all that thru and thru. “There are just three good things in Coquille.” “And they are which?’’ “Morning, noon and night.” - Keith and Allen. “May I tell you the old, old story?” Reuben asked. Jean looked down, blushed and nodded her assent. So he told her for the twenty-seventh time how he won the game for the C. H. S.