Elizabethtown Area High School - Elizabethan Yearbook (Elizabethtown, PA)

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9400! in AITHFUL and true-hearted Let us boost for our old High. We'll revere her and defend her, ' ! May her colors proudly fly. J X., We will stand for her united 4 When her team is on the field, Her colors streaming, Her faces beaming, So here's a cheer for her Whom we all love so well. CHORUS loyous and ever loyal Let us boost for our old High, Let every heart sing, Let every voice ring, There's no time to grieve or sigh. As ever onward, our course pursuing May defeat ne'er our ardor cool, But, united, we will boost for her Our old High School. Honor she has taken On the track and with the ball. May she always rank the highest, May her colors never fall. We will stand for her united When her team is on the field. Her boys the fleetest, Her girls the sweetest, So here's a cheer for her Whom we all love so Well.

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T. H. EBERSOLE Supervising Principal WILBUR E. WEAVER High School Principal Bookkeeping Typewriting General Business KATlE O. MILLER History MAY DULEBOHN Mathematics Plane Geometry WAYNE B. BLOUGH Problems of Democracy English WILLIS E. SEIDERS English BERTHA BELSER Music WILBUR K. CASSEL Mathematics Solid Geometry NORMA M. FERGUSON Physical Education Science KENNETH GROSH Guidance History CLYDE M. WENGER Chemistry Physics Science ROBERT I. TRIMBLE English VlRGlNlA L. BREWER Home Economics ALBERTA E. LANG Latin English German NOAH KLAUSS Instrumental Music SARAH L. BOTTO French Library RALPH E. COLEMAN Mathematics Biology NORMAN E. DIEHL Civics Geography DONALD L. FETTERMAN Civics Physical Education CHARLES E. GOODHART General Shop EILEEN IOHNSON Art MARY IANE STRITE Shorthand Office Practice Typewriting Q. were

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gd!! poem We'll remember you, Our Mother, When our paths have led us forth. Even though We have another, You will e'er be held in worth. We'll remember our first meeting, Underneath these portals high. Freshman hours were so fleeting, We were out to do or die. We'll remember all the faces, Smiling at us every day, Never shall forget the places, Where we strove in Work and play. We'll remember all the learning, Whether languages or art. Formed within us was a yearning, For expression from the heart. We'll remember all this knowledge Floating round like flakes of snow. Whether it be farm or college, We have many grains to sow. We'll remember you, Our Mother, And your colors White and blue. We depart, you greet another. We'll remember allp will you? -MARY M. BISCHEL