Eleanor McMain High School - Echoes Yearbook (New Orleans, LA)

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If our! een Cut My Robin Ahrcn Class Poem ll e fame as babes, Anxious, eager, Void of fear: And you, as molber, dear AIfMdil1 Prored sinrere, Helping, striving, seeking no gain, No bonor, no glory, no promise of famv. Wfe stayed as students, Ilappy, joyful, glad and gay, And you, as leader, wise and kind, Led the way To surress in our upward flimb, To laughter, to gaiely, lo joy sublime. W'e leave as friends, ll iser, older, ye! so sad: And you, Alma Mater, tbrongb the years W'ill make ns glad Leading onward, ralming our fears, Tlarougb the turmoil, tba' lumult, the trials and tears. Muriel Bonie, Chairman, jane lVbiIeside, Jennie Bull fifflllllllll, Olbelia Menard. C

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Class Song fTo the tune of There I Go j Dear McMain, Our days with you have come to end, Yet you'll remain Forever as a cherished friendf For you are our own, our foster home, McMain. Your ideals For four years have led the way. Now each girl feels - They'll guide us on through future days: For no years can dim your mem'ry with- in our hearts. We can't forget our high school, Nor the days that we've spent here. We can't forget the friends that we've met For each leaves a mem'ry so dear. Though we part, Perhaps ne'er to meet again, IVithin each heart Thoughts of you will e'er remain. So farewell to you- We bid you adieu, McMain.' K Baby Party Stanzaj Baby B's, On this day we welcome you! Dear Baby 'Bs', Remember we were Freshies, too,' So just calm your fears, And welcome the years to come. When we came, We were scared and trembly, too,' But, just the same, Through hard work our dreams fflle- Crime Though four years seem vast, The days will soon pass away. Sometimes the work seems tryingg And you want to quit, we know. ugh Oh, yes, it's true,' we went thro too. We look back and sigh as we go. As we go On to conquer higher goals, We leave to you All the foys that McMain holdsf So won't you be true And make us proud of you! jane Whiteside, Iennie Bell Germann E-C'H-0-li-5 Fifteen