Ector Public School - Eagle Yearbook (Ector, TX)

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Ok DEDICATION WE, the Wings Summit Staff, gladly dedicate the 1947 Annual to Mr. HARDY LEE HALLUM. We are thankful for every remembrance of you— THE STAFF MR. HALLUM

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I MY SALUTE TO YOU Dear Boys and Girls, I wish I could express my appreciation for your kindness to work with me this year. 1 would like to ask you to make the best in your grades as possible, and also at home. Give your parents the best of respect It will keep them from having so many gray hair and save so many heartaches. I would say that best of all is: go to church and Sunday School; the Lord was hung on a cross for our sins, that through him we might be saved. He has given us so many precious promises, “Seek and ye shall find,’ “Knock and it shall be opened unto you.'1 I would like to thank you again for your kindness. Your Friend, HARDY LEE HALLUM

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SUPERINTENDENT TONE OF VOICE Supt. E. B. Fleming It is not so much what you say, As the manner in which you say it; It is not so much the language you use. As the tones in which you convey it. “Come here!” I sharply said, And the baby cowered and wept; “Come here!” I cooed and he looked and smiled, And straight to my lap he crept. The words may be mild and fair, And the tones may pierce like a dart; The words may be softe as the summer air, And the tones may break the heart. For words but come from the mind. And grow by study and art; But the tones leap forth from the inner self. And reveal the state of the heart. Whether you know it or not— Whether you mean or care. Gentleness, kindness, love and hate, Envy and anger are there. Then would you quarrels avoid. And in peace and love rejoice. Keep anger not only out of your words. But keep it out of your voice. —Sarah Edwards Ilenshaw PRINCIPAL f Prin. Mrs. John W. Smith TO TEACHERS Some carve in the white gleaming marb’e The things that in fancy they see; Some fix them with canvas and color, And bring them to you and to me. Some guide with “thou shalt and “thou shalt not. Some seek to inspire with a song; You build with a subtle material— The traits that shall make the race strong. When the statues have weathered and fallen, When the paint on the canvas is dead; When the precepts of priests are forgotten, And the songs and their singer are sped, You shall live in the lives you have moulded. And led with the courage of ten. The Great Master Workman be with you! I hail you. ye makers of men! —James C. Harwood