Dover High School - Swirl Yearbook (Dover, OH)

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THE MAN AND THE CLASS When Roosevelt from the legislative halls Desired a rest, He sought in wild Dakota’s boundless plains In the wide West, A respite from the artificial cares Man on himself has pressed. Those citizens of the world whose home is ever Beyond the pale of civil law and strife, But yet whose law is surer, swifter, juster, Than that of our more complicated life, Shunned this newcomer: Jeered at his strange ways. But when they found that this young fellow stayed, That he could ride as long and hard as they, That when they struck him he gave blow for blow And faced them unfraid, Their taunts and scoffs were silenced by surprise He was an honored equal in their eyes. A few short years ago There entered Dover High School’s halls a class As green as e’er an acorn from which sprung 1 A mighty oak, Like Roosevelt misunderstood at first. Like Roosevelt, in latent powers great. And now that class, in many ways the same. Has altered in the things that men can see. Its outlook on the world has also changed, As knowledge has been added day by day; And though Boyle’s law or Lenz’s slip the mind. May ideals planted there forever stay. The things that count are friendship in the class, And minds made keen by Latin verbs and math. Are lessons not from books, which teachers taught. And bodies strong, to help life's tests to pass. With these go forth. O Class of Twenty-nine, You’ll need them all till life’s last battle’s fought. —Marion Hostetler Page twenty

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SENIOR CLASS OFFICERS .............,.....John Shields ..................John Koby ..................Anne Springer ...............Myfanwy Braun t LASS COLORS—Lavender and gold. CLASS FLOWER—Violet. MOTTO—“Deeds, not Words.” President........... Vice-President...... Secretary-Treasurer. Historian........... Nineteen Hundred and Twenty-nine May 1929 more successful he. So we may the. bright side of life see; In all our play, our school, our work. See all our duties that we cannot shirk. Dear 1928 has gone her way. Our school work was not play; Our team was more successful, too. As they were ever-loyal and true. So let us all succeed this year. Let not our hearts shed a single tear I or wasting, destroying, or losing time, I hat lost an ounce of knowledge in mind. Let us make perseverance our bosom friend To make our brain and work blind: In our home, daily, and after life. He by our Father and His Might! Let caution be our brother. Experience serve as our mother; For we must make nineteen twenty-nine The most successful year we’ll ever find! •—Edith Moore Paye twenty-two