Croswell Lexington High School - Pioneer Yearbook (Croswell, MI)

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Class History Shirts that pass in the night. And speak each other in passing, Only a signal shown. Ana a distant voice in the darkness; So, on the ocean of life We pass and speak one another. Only a look and a voice Then darkness again and a silence. ’X the annals of our lives no period is marked with more distinctness or stands out in bolder relief and withal is so fleeting and transitory as our school days. It is that transition from ehildhood to man- hood and womanhood. It is the springtime from when the seeds of character are sown. Scarcely do we realize that the epoeh is here, than like a flash of lightning, it is gone, leaving in its train the fire of know- ledge and the light of future prosperity. As there is breaking upon our view the sunset of our sehool life with its rosy hues of pleasure ami gay tints of enjoyment har- moniously blended with the more sombre shades of study and the deeper dyes of diligent labor; there comes to us a mingling of feelings, tinged with sadness ami tinted with gladsome joy. Let us, as we await graduation, glance briefly into the his- tory of the graduating class of 1913. As freshmen we were gay anti thoughtless, little realizing what was expected of us as students of ('. II. S.. until the first semester examinat ons. ami th n. O then! The majority however measur- ed up to th standard and intelligently displayed the teachings of their first half year. At this time Mr. Frostic, in order to further his education, left us. Shortly after the arrival of his successor, our class in elo- cution was organized—hut here we will not call up sweet mem- ories. We did not take part in many social affairs l ut, those into which we entered were above criticism by the upper classmen. The firs! y»ar drew to a close and being successful in passing the examinat toes we were eleva ted one ste p nearer the goal we were striving to attain. Our well-curi)! d vacation passed all too quickly and we enter- ed upon our sophomore year. Some of our number having more credits than were required, cles. rted us to east their lot with the juniors. These together with those that had dropped out some- what diminished our number. That year has been marked as one of many events. Where before there had been three members of the faculty, now there were four with only one on the staff who had been with us before. Although we had a clearer conception of our work it seemrd hard at first to adjust ourselves to present conditions. In February we mo od from the old to the new and modern school building. Aside from a few parties there was the general routine of work. When wo again assembled, the class could hardly be recog- nized as the one that had left the year before. Tin high schools of Peck, ('arsonville and An Sable having added five to our mem- bership thus aiding in raising our number to “23.” As juniors we came into the limelight and joined with the seniors in several parties. This was the most enjoyable year of our high school career for we were in every sense of the word “jolly juniors.” Our class was organized with Campbell as president and at tin close of the year we entertained the seniors with a royal banquet.

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The Passing of The Seniors As at Ur close of a mild day in summer ■Westward at eve draws the sun in its course; Lingers and glows, in the vast ness surrounding Sinks to the depths us by unknown force. So do the Seniors look back o’er the journey. Eager, yet pausing reluctant to part; Viewing those scenes w; have all loved so dearly. Where lives true friendship which comes from the heart. Here through the long years of trial and of pleasure, Smoothly, each pathway lias run side by side. Sadly we think that on almost the morrow Time shall have borne us far past the divide. Yet a few days ‘ere the stern winds of fortune. Sweeping the same bearing gladness or pain. Dij»s at tin- close of our one last endeavor Scatters this class o’er that unknown plain. Year after year have we striven to attain them, Ueigths we have cherished when low on the sands; Now does the jewel as each morn brings it nearer Turn but to stone as wc stretch forth our hands. Surely ’tis right that these thoughts should assail us Cause us to muse when the night shadows low; Earth has no joys like to these swiftly fading. May we appreciate all as we go. Hut when before us the way stands out clearly Why should we ponder 01 dangerously halt; Millions have fallen through procrastination. Lot’s wife was turned to a pillar of salt. So as each turns to some task ’mid the tumult, Let all remember that victory in life Does not consist of a mountain of splendor This turns to dust at the end of the strife. He is successful who helps bear some burden, Bending low catches .some wounded heart’s truth; Seeks to be thankful for each kindness given Still loves the ways and the friends of his youth. And after parting, still may we united Live once again all these «lays as they pass. Fondly those memories shall hind us. remind us, Keep through all time our beloved Senior ('lass. CARLISLE BIGGER,

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Ti was the most enjoyable affair of our school life although it was tempered with regrets at parting. The year ended and with it our frivolous spirit passed away (?); for next year we were to Ik “solemn seniors?” Two members from Deekerville and two precocious juniors joined our ranks thus raising our membership to the grand total or 23.” The amity of feeling existing between the classis of 12 and 13 has been transmitted to the ( lasses of 13 and 14. Our year has been filled so full of work that we have Imd but little time for soeial affairs. The girls of the class of 13 are pro- ficient in all branches of domestic art. while our hoys show a strong leaning for. and have demonstrated a proficiency in ath- letics. Three being members of the champion track team of the Thumb, while the remaining three are members of the champion base ball team of the county. During the year we have begun to realize the joy of work accomplished, of tasks completed, of subjects discussed, investigat- ed and truly known. Acquaintances begun by Dame Fortune have ripened into friendships tried and true. And in years to come though adrift in body, may we ever l»e united in spirit and live over and over many times the joyous, happy moments spent together under the inspiration of the teachers and within the walls of our Croswell High School. MABEL K. DAVIS. Class FLOWER Lily-of-the-Valley COLOR Green and White