East High School - Tiger Yearbook (Cincinnati, OH)

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Stood arrayed in all their splendor. Stood expectant, ready, Seniors! Here East High felt proud of each one, Proud of their athletic prowess, Proud of their superb rendition 0f each task, each undertaking. Proud when Eddie kicked a iield-goal, Proud when Jimmy made a basket; Full of joy when every student, Knowing strength was in their union, Cheered his best as loyal rooter, Thus to make our Tigers champions. How her heart beat high with pleasure, When, the struggle being over, Both the teams, the score forgotten. Washed the war paint from their faces And together held a banquet, Literally to smoke the peaee-pipe As a signal of their friendship. Later, during February, Many made their alma mater Recognize their mental training, Recognize and laud their efforts. True, a few were not successful, There were longings, yearnings, strivings, And a lot of midnight oil burned; But spasmodic work is useless- Day by day brings much more profit. Kalidasa, Philologia, Bands of eager, willing students Strove in matters literary To continue Eastis achievements. Nor was music eier neglected, Harmony there reigned eternal; T0 the concerts, every June-tide, Came fond parents, proud and boastful; There, beneath the skillful fingers 0f renowned and loved musicians, Long they listened to the organ, That great instrument of wonder, Till it stirred their souls to passion, Till it melted them to pity. Formerly, said East High's children, ttLo, hm' all things fade and perish From the memory of us daily, Pass away the great traditions, The achievements of our students? Thus to keep alive their wisdom, T0 perpetuate. their talents, The first Tower News was published, Which today is so renowned. Oh, the things that could be written, Telling Of this classis ventures, Stories that would take an evening, But we must not Iinger longer, Save to just remark in passing, On their thoroughness of training. Not alone in learningts kingdom Did they rule with royal sceptre, But occasionally itwas proper That they give a dance or party, And they did this, too, full well. Then at last the year was over, Passed anti gone, now JUSt a memory, And the night so lung awaited, 70

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HOULD you ask me whenee these stories, XYhence these legends and traditions? I should answer, I should tell youi Far back in the year of nineteen, On a bright September morning, Youths who loved the haunts of nature, And delighted in vaeation. .loyfully, with hearts expectant, Left the idleness of summer, Came and entered East Highls portals, There to seek an education, There allay their thirst for knowledge. East High, school of many virtueso Symbol of superb attainments, Just beginning her 'ast mission Making better men and women, Just creating sky-high spirit, Pulsing with :1 heart of honor. Here the elass of twenty-three, All ambitious for achievements, Entered on their course of training That would later bring them fame. Mr. Lyon, worthy pilot, Tireless captain of lifets sailors. Looked upon them with compassion, XVith paternal love and pity; Looked upon their daily struggling Knowng that results would follow. All was Illixup and confusionw Desks were missing, tables absent. Text-books. too, late in appearing. Blzu'ing bugles gave the signal For assembling and dismissal. But the ever-eager Freshmen Bore all with a smile of eou 'age; Sought to ever see the bright side, Ever to be optimistic. Much they learned, by careful watehing, From the Seniors, then of twenty. Saw the puzzled brows and anguish 0f the mighty at exam-time. Whispered, NWhat is it, 0 Senior? What can cause such grief, such terrorTl And the litighty Senior answered. tt I'is the time when truth runs rampant Time when minds are dull and aching, Full of hope, and yet of heartbreakfy Thus beneath sueh gentle guidance Three years passed and Eastls tirst Freshnu-n Grew untl ripened, daily showing Some new genius, some nex' art. Side by side, in work or pleasure. Seeking ever to be helpful. tVelding friendships warm and tender, Fit they, too, aglow with wisdom, 69

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Night of WI ddll'lthIl came 141'0111 thea brow of every Senior Gone was every trace of sorrow, With a smile of joy and t1iumph, With a look of exultation, As for one, who, in a vision Sees what is to be. and is not, So he stood and viewed the future. Saw the coming generations Entering Eastts inviting portals, And, his hands aloft extended, Held aloft in sign of welcome, Cried aloud, and spake in this wise, ttMay our efforts be remembered, Our sincere and lofty spiritg May we serve as true examples Of the best that East High stands for. We are leaving, We have finished And a tear lurks neath our smiling; Thnugh we raise 0u1 songs in chorus, Yet our hearts must throh with aching But our impress is behind us, Our ideals for 10u to cherish In your watch and ward we leave them, See that never harm tomes near them, See that never shame, dishonor Shadows Easts unblemished name. Out into the world Of service We are faring forth, expectant. We will scatter. lose each other In the earthis far distant corners, But though land 01' sea divide us, For we know not whatis before us, Still, eternal in our heartis core Lives :1 binding tie, a measure Of Eastis brotherhood, Eastis spirit. Thus departed Eastis Iirst Freshman Past the Tower with lingering footsteps, Paused upon the bridge a moment, Paused to catch a last impression, Turned and waved his hand in parting, ttFare ye well, old East, the gloriousW RUTH E. REEVES. '7 1