Eau Claire High School - Beaver Tales Yearbook (Eau Claire, MI)

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Kmma Laberdy Hii.ua DbWitt Ardis Baker Gladys Momany Miss Skinner (Class Officer) Florence Rosenberg Rolland Moody Donald Clark Delight Morrow JUNIOR CLASS HISTORY Our third year of High School is nearly gone, Are we happy? We’ll say we’re not. Senior Themes are becoming pleasures, And the rest of the work is what? es, we’ve lost some classmates, Two have left our ranks; But Delight has filled one empty chair And helps us with our pranks. Good times? Sure, we have those too, Even though we’re always so rushed, For two in the morning might seem late to you But to Juniors? Oh; no, not for us. Toward the first of the year we organized, And Donald so tall and merry. We elected him for our President, For we were sure his voice would carry. For Vice-president we chose Ardis, Although she isn’t so tall, But to all the meetings she might not attend, For her mind is too full of Basketball. Then knowing how well Delight likes to write, And money is Emma’s pleasure, We thought we’d give them jobs they like, So we elected them Secretary and Treasurer. You must surely know by this time, All this work is not for nothing, To be Seniors is now our highest aim, So we’re working hard and—puffing. A. B.— ’23 Twrnty-four .

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SOPHOMORES Upper row:— F.lnora Winter Ruth Clark Hanna Dunaetz Theodora Sova F.mily Sheuiot Sylvia Pokorny Helen Hand Fern Merritt Fern Tidey Lower row:— Allen Glearon Vernon Dudley Keith Hubbard Forrest Merritt Miss Ludden, (Class Officer) Harland Hoadlky Leo Kirk Jacob Lutz Drknnen Tatman SCHOOL DAY DREAMS Often, oh how often, have I gazed into the sky, Thinking of the good times w'c have at Kau Claire High. 1 think of us as Freshmen in that first year of school, How I feared the Sophomores, I really was a fool, Those days are gone forever but I can’t forget it seems They come like little fairies in my school day dreams. Often, oh how often, I think of that first year. How we met at the “Big Fill,” our hearts full of cheer. That party to the Sophomores as good as ever seen, And last, that grant! event that came on Halloween. These and more things come to me beneath the bright moonbeams. Once more I am a “Freshie” in my school day dreams. Just before the close of school our class met to decide Colors, and a flower to fill our hearts with pride. We chose the best you will agree, purple and gold. That speaks of love and purity all love to hold. And the lily of the valley that grows by the streams Is it strange that they haunt me in my school day dreams? How well I remember when we first met on the green. So much ambition you never before have seen. Our class numbered twenty-six “Freshies” full of life. Some have fallen by the wayside from the work and strife. But the rest are all undaunted, see how each eye gleams And this class comes to cheer me in my school day dreams. With our officers elected and class organized There’s only seventeen — I know you are surprised. But then we’re full of life and pep, anyone can see, By the treat we gave the Freshmen at our party. It was at Elizabeth Park among the trees and streams The fun we had reminds me of my school day dreams. (Concluded on page 29) Tivtnl -stx