Dunkerton High School - Raider Yearbook (Dunkerton, IA)

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THE PROCESS I THE FINISHED PRODUCT Class Roll and Editorial Staff Editor-in-Chief— Rubye Owen Lois Fressle Literary Business Manager— Mrs. Pearl G. Cruise Assistants— Blanche Smith Oscar Guyer Humorous Illustrator Local Editor— Ruth Cowlishaw Reporters— Elmer Meyers Freshman Mabel Cowlishaw Ruth Goef Grammar Martha Magee Floyd Guyer Intermediate Margaret Wheeler Eva Neseield Primary Class History In September, 1918, we, as a class, started to make the history of the 1919 Sophomores of D. H. S. Our number was soon diminished to twelve by two of our members, Lillian and Frances Olsen, leaving for Waterloo. The first few weeks flew by swiftly until the school was closed on account of the “flu.” After reopening, we have been forced to work much harder for the loss of those weeks. Members of our class took a leading part in the community play. Although we all heartily agree that this year has been enjoyable as well as beneficial, we hope that in the future years we may enjoy each year as much. Class organization was as follows: Margaret Wheeler, President; Oscar Guyer, Vice President; Rubye Owen, Secretary; Eva Xes-field, Treasurer. Class colors—Cherry and White. Class motto—“Who Does Not Advance Falls Behind.” 4 Did the Sophs hare a May Breakfast? When? Where? Don’t you wish you had been there?

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Soldier Boips—Once Dunkerton Students Walter Alexander—Guard and Fire Co., Camp Hill, Newport News, Va. Discharged. Orville Bactelle—127 M. G. Bn., Co. A, Am. E. F. Ralph Biash—France, Am. E. F. Harold Bellmer—Prisoner in German prison at Rahstadt, Baden, Germany, August-December, 1918. Niel Buehner—Camp Forrest, Lytle, Ga. Discharged. Albert Burk—First Class Chauf., 31st Aero Squadron, Am. E. F. Fred Carlton—Co. K, 3d Pioneer Inf., 58th Div., Am. E. F. Arthur Holdiman—Camp Dodge, Des Moines, Iowa. Discharged. Sgt. Richard Holdiman—Camp Pike, Ark. Discharged. Earl Kleckner—Central Officers Training School. Camp Pike, Ark. Discharged. Frank Kleckner—4th Training Detachment, Ames, Iowa. Discharged. Lichty Krahn—3d Class Fireman, Navy. Capt. Ira Magee—A. P. O. 785, Camp Hosp. 48. Am. E. F. Paul Magee—Camp Dodge, Des Moines, Iowa. Discharged. Bernard McIntosh—Co. M, 352 Inf., 88 Div., Am. E. F. Verne Newsome—Nufchateau, Sandstorm Div., Am. E. F. Harry Owen—Co. C, 2d Tr. Reg.. Camp Pike. Ark. Discharged. Flight Sgt. Elmer Page—31st Aero Squadron, Am. E. F. Joel Millard Page—Co. E, 313th Engineers, 88 Div., Am. E. F. Corp. Paul Penne—Co. E, 318th Engineers, 6th Div., Am. E. F. Sgt. Major Robert Penne—Electrician, Signal Corps, Camp Meade, Md. Discharged. Archibald Shimp—Navy, Norfolk. Va. Discharged. Lloyd Smith—Fireman, U. S. Georgia. George Wetzlick—Co. E, 104 Inf., 26th Div., Frecourt, Am. E. F. John Young—Camp Pike. Discharged. CLmerican s Creed I believe in the United States of America as a government of the people, by the people, for the people, whose just powers are derived from the consent of the governed, a democracy in a republic, a Sovereign Nation of many Sovereign States; a perfect Union, one and inseparable, established upon those principles of Freedom, Equality, Justice, and Humanity for which American Patriots sacrificed their lives and fortunes. I therefore believe it is my duty to my Country to love it, to support its Constitution, to obey its Laws, to respect its Flag, and to defend it against all enemies. —William Tyler Page. 4 Success He has achieved success who has lived long, laughed often, and loved much: who has gained the trust of pure women, the respect of intelligent men, and the love of little children; who has filled his niche and accomplished his task; who has left the world better than he found it, whether by an improved poppy, a perfect poem or a rescued soul; who has never lacked appreciation of earth’s beauty nor failed to express it; who has always looked for the best in others and given the best he had; whose life was an inspiration and memory a benediction. —Mrs. Stanley.

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Our Goods (?) and Our Bads (?) This article, or treatise if you wish to call it such, is a sort of self examination or confession of our good characteristics. You know it is always an easy matter to enumerate our good qualities—one is eternally singing them from the housetops so to speak, but our bads—that is a very intimate and delicate matter, we never like to acknowledge them but they are bound to show themselves unawares. For instance, we of the Sophomore realm—that land of ecstatic dreams to which enterprising Freshmen hopefully aspire—believe in working but not hard enough to injure our health or our joyous spirits. On the other hand we are most obliging, nothing is too hard nor too difficult for us to be willing to try. Perhaps our most besetting sin is ascending the hill to the school at about two minutes after nine. But we are always punctual when the bell tolls for dismissal. We also have the acquired talent for writing mysterious missives of minute capacity but of magnanimous importance. Another epidemic quite prevalent among we Sophomores is that of conversing with one’s neighbor, but when asked to talk in class we somehow become very reserved. We arc most willing to approve. We are very sensible of our defects and although it may not seem so sometimes, we strive continually to improve ourselves. hen we stop and get to thinking We have finished our Sophomore year, That reminds us we are leaving One of the schools we love so dear. We will leave D. 11. S. together, To seek more knowledge somewhere; For we do not believe in quitting, But are the ones to do and dare. For the world needs bright young helpers, That is the goal we’re working, too. And not sit down and think that others Can do the work that we should do. While we are working Onward, Upward, We'll look back to our old school days And think of all the friends and teachers Who helped us on in our many ways. We, the Sophomores, all remember That our lives are in our hands; So let us all do something worthy, That we may meet in the Better Land. —Lois. Poem —Eva.