Edinboro University - Tartan / Conneautteean Yearbook (Edinboro, PA)

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'Che lDita, '13 0112155 3302111 How pleasant the conflict with Learning, Wfhen the spoils of the battle are ours! XN'e cherish our true Alma Mater, lYe crown her with memoryls flowersg Wie laud her outshining the meteors, A mystic light falls from her throne, And illumines these fair halls of Learning Wfe exultantly claim as our own. Our red and blue banner, kept floating, From her lofty height proudly surveys Past victories, and toils of the present, And hopes of our glad future days. The verdant fields stretching before us, Our teachers, though human, have seen And aroused higher motives within us. They loved us, our class of Thirteen. All hail to these unsceptered sovereigns, VVho sway the world by their power! They promote the science of kingdoms, As monarchs, they stand, of their hour. XVe esteem them, we honor them everg As our class matures with age, VVe'1l think of one moral they taught us, More often than scores from a sage. Then, comrades, a health to our teachers, And a cheer for the triumphs attained, A wreath of wild olive to athletes, To our wisest the laurels they gained.. Our past times shall not be forgotten, Nor the friendships of Auld Lang Syne Enthroned in our hearts as a heritage, They are ours by a right that's divine! Page fourteen

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'Che lllita, '13 endured the state board again and came out with an even hundred radiant faces. At' the appointed time in the fall of VVC VVEI'C OHCC IllOl'C at 'file llOl'lll3.l oliice, classes as we could attend and showing were completely turned by the novelty swelling had subsided. we again began elected Arthur johnson president, but nineteen hundred and twelve registering in twice as many in other ways that our heads of being seniors. W'hen the to look for leaders and again this time with Marian Judd as vice-president. To Ruth Proudiit, Charles Marsh, and Hubert Bently were entrusted our other cares and worries. This year, through our experience in the model school, we dis- covered much of the joys attending the instruction of young America. In this branch of our humorous. But in the our chosen profession upon the public school Wie did our share teacher. ' work our escapades were both numerous and end we learned something of the magnitude of and something of the responsibility that rests of the work of all school functions. Wie gave the winter welcome to new students and observed tradition in the annual senior sleigh ride. XVe furnished our share of the school's athletes and supported them with our yells and songs. Wie planted our tree on Arbor Day and gave the May-pole dance. Others who saw know better than we whether or not these things were good. Now, as we graduate, we can bequeath to the next senior class only our heartiest good will. The places we have filled we cannot give and have no desire to give. They are our birth-right, to be cared for and cherished while life lasts. Wfe have filled them well, or indiffer- ently well, as the case may be. Wie shall continue to till them as loyal alumni when we are gone and cannot take active part in the daily work. Nye are not leaving school in the truest sense of the word. VVe are but promoted to the next class. The life we live and the record we make in this class is but a continuation of our life and record in school, and our success or failure will depend upon the steadfastness with which we adhere to the purpose and desire that brought us here. the purpose and desire of learning. To the class of ,I4, then, we give, not our places, but our hopes that she may be successful in filling her place. May she be the best class ever graduated from Edinboro. To our Alma Mater we give our loyalty and support. . May it be said of the class of ,I3, as of the woman of old: She hath done what she couldf, Page thirteen

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he IDUZH, '13 lYho evades, then, the lures of the learner. Or who seeks for the honor to teach, Not dazzled by the glare of desire, Must measure the true value of each. X-Yho would be a sun in the heavens, To illumine all orbs at a time? To be a light in our own little corner, XYill make us more truly sublime. XYhere is the inspiration in nectar. Oiered us from the hand of a God? 'Tis the encouraging smile of our fellows, XYho know of the paths we have trod. In unison we'll seek for the kindliness That shall lift the great human task Into inlinite, eternal significance, And make earth the heaven we ask. Then as from .-Xnacreon's lyre Love echoes forth from the strings. lYe shall hear through the distant ages The rewards our service shall bring. 'Thirteen must be an emblem of triumph. From her guiding star never must swerve. But be loyal to her comrades, the laborers. And benefactors of all who would serve.