Crescent Heights High School - Bugle Yearbook (Calgary, Alberta Canada)

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THE CRESCENT BUGLE, 1928 17 Lives of great men all remind us, We should always do our best, And departing leave behind us Notebooks that will help the rest. Miss Clark has insisted that I, as one of the assistant editors, put in my “two cents worth” and voice some noble thought by which I may be remembered in the long, long years to come. Carlyle has ably handled the editorial and said everything that is necessary, but as one of those who is partly responsible for the choice of articles that meet your tender gaze, I wish to thank you all, from the merest printer’s “devil” to the most prominent contributor, for the support that you have given the “Bugle” this year. May it, like certain alcoholic beverages, grow better with age, im¬ proving each year as much as it has grown and improved during the few years that it has been published. —-N.R.J. I feel that a special word of appreciation is due our Editor this year. The double responsibility of the presidency of the Literary Society and the Editorship of the “Bugle” has given him a very heavy burden of anxiety and hard work. We thank him for his willingness to serve his school, and we congratulate him upon the success with which he has managed both offices. The work demanded of the Art Editor has been especially heavy this year also. We are greatly indebted to him, too. M.A.C. The Flight of Time “Tempus fugit,” said the Romans Yes, alas, ’tis fleeting on; Ever coming Ever going Life is short, and soon ’tis gone. But as I think of next vacation, Poring o’er these lessons huge Ever harder, Ever longer, All I say is, “Let her fuge!” Romeo and Juliet He asked—“How much did Romeo? I always do forget!” She answered—“That depends, you know On what fair Juliet.”

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16 T HE CRESCENT BU GLE, 19 2 8 EDITORIAL I have no doubt at all the devil grins As sea.s of ink I spatter; Ye gods, forgive my literary sins— The other kind don’t matter. —Service. F RIENDS, Crescents, countrymen, at last we are here. The popu¬ lace has frequently informed us that the “Bugle” should have been forthcoming some time ago, which fact has caused us some discomfiture at the hands of certain idle jesters who have accosted us in the halls only too frequently. At one time it was our earnest hope to have the “Bugle” in your hands at an early date, but alas! —The best laid plans of mice and men Gang aft agley. However, the staff sincerely hope that this issue will still arrive in time to allow you to enjoy all the benefits you would have derived had it arrived earlier, and that you may be able to give it a perusal at leisure before the siege of exams sets in. Our object has been to publish a representative paper, not wholly humorous, not wholly serious, in fact, not wholly anything, but one which will contain accounts of athletic, scholastic and social activities. And how! We have also introduced “The Exchange,” a new depart¬ ment which will provide some new ideas for future years, also help¬ ing us to overcome some of the weak points of the magazine. We ask those who made contributions, but do not find them in print, not to feel offended. The staff tried to use discretion in pick¬ ing out the material that the students would most enjoy, but sincere¬ ly thank all those who contributed and thus helped to make the “Bulge” a success. Editorials are usually as dry as dust and this is no exception, but since you have probably read everything else between the covers, this is an appropriate time for most of those who are on this year’s staff of the “Bugle” to say farewell to C.H.C.I. Needless to say we would like to return next year and enjoy with you the privileges of the new High school, but as usual, the Juniors have all the luck. We Seniors are a very badly treated bunch. In conclusion, in spite of quasi-madness, hard work, late hours, and still later hours, we believe that the students will enjoy this book. If they do, it will be for us the realization of one of our numerous and most cherished dreams. —YE EDITOR.

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18 THE CRESCENT ButlLE, 1928 W. ABERHART, B.A. “ Our Principal’’