Elgin High School - Maroon Yearbook (Elgin, IL)

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EVELYN L. SERGEANT FORGIT SERGEANT HAYNIE, BOETTCH ER Secretary to Principal , U. S. A. U. S. A 1917 Farewell l At last my friends we finish, Our high school work is done, NVe think wc'rc educated But no, we've just begun. VVe now have for our journey In life, among the throng, Altho' you may not think it, Foundation, Firm and strong. Thru' study we've attained it, Altho' wc were afraid VVhen failure did pursue us That studying ne'er paid. But as the time was passing And wiser we became NVc knew that education Should help in bringing fame. XVe leave our Alma Mater That's helped us all the way, And all the things she's given VVe'll remember many a day. For as we read the Annual, Events will reappear, Loyalty will be burning, And rooting we shall hear. VVe love our dear old High School Her goodly colors too, Maroon and cream we'll cherish VVl1ate'cr we think or do. The record we have made here Is wonderful and clean, So E. H. S. will surely Be proud of seventeen. Tho' we are just as wondrous As any class of yore, VVe had our faults and troubles Accumulating lore. But always to our colors XVe will be firmly true, And tho' we're miles adrifted XVi'll honor red and blue. Elizabeth C. Anderson, 'l7. 'f-f . use

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i- T Qui' GERTRUDE A. CLARA K. SCHAIBLE, MARGUERITE K. SALSMAN, B. A, A. B. SYLLA, A. B Spafiish, German and En- Commercial Department ' English and Algebra g is 1 . qv i C. H. XVATTS, A. B. MRS. GRACE HENRY E. COBB, B. S. Commercial VVHEELOCK Head of Manual Football and Basketball Music Training Dept. Coach, Lightweigfhts Director of Boys' and Girls' Gigs Indoor Baseball Glee Clubs and Orthcstra oac 1 . Athletic Board 20

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1917 ELGIN HIGH SCHOOL 1917 In Memoriam Death but openeth a gate To joy, good-fame, and calm re- pose, From suffering which the years may bring, From every stormy wind that blows. This transient guest in mortal place, Has passed beyond our earthly view, And though we cannot see his face VVe know he lives in life anew. Hels only in the other room, Yet, though we miss him every day VVe cannot think that he is dead, But feel he just has gone away. And even if a parting sad, Leaves loving hearts a bit op- pressed, Time tempers all, and he is well: Wfhatever is, is always best. So let the deep grief be allayed, And hearts be reconciled to sorrow, Beyond the mystery pale of death, XVe'll meet our friend again-to- morrow ! Margery M. Tibbals '17 Youth greets the daybreak, flush with JO : Crownxed high with happiness and love, Stays through Life's dawn and slips away, To greater happiness above. 'Tis better so, they should not know The morning's toil, the noon-clay sun, Of suffering, defeat and toil, Of struggles to be lost or won. Far better in the morn's fresh hour, To leave before the day wax old, And bring the lagging afternoon, The evening dusk, or nightfall's cold. At sunrise when all hope is high, Each cloud is gold-no shadows fall, Youth lifts Life's cup to quaff a draught, The first--the sweetest one of all. Nov., 1916. XV hen sunset comes, illusions pale, Ambition's burdens weigh with care, Life weary grows with ceaseless toil, Age brmgs us many tasks to bear. VV e find behind each shining cloud, That showers stretch across the sky, Life's cup is not so full and sweet, As when in Youth it sparkled high. So let us then be glad for them, NVhose voices n o w to us a re stilled- Somewhere-b e y o n d-t o d a y, we know, Their dearest wishes are fulfilled! Margery Tibbals, January 26, 1917.