English High School - Blue and Blue / Record Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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A busy fellow is Mr. Elliott P. P ' razier ! Vet he never fails to have a few moments to devote to cheery conversation with the returning alumnus. Doc is at his desk early every morning to he!]) any fellow who needs enlightenment about getting into college. The desk here is usually surrounded bv such boys. As senior class adviser, Doc really delivers the goods, in the social way and in the finance manager ' s role. So long. Doc, and thanks for everything! I

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An Era Gone — Another ' s Dawn A quarter of a century has elapsed since the first class graduated, whose diplomas I signed as Head Master. That was in June, 1922. A long time ago, — yes a quarter of a century, but in events which have changed world history, — the most im- portant, perhaps, in all human history. English High School men have done their full share in trying to assist in solving the problems of this eventful era. They have fought for what was right in peace ; they have faced death for their country in the issues of war; many have died while fighting in de- fense of their country. Ve honor them. They have carried the ideals of this school to the farthest parts of the earth. They have been true Americans ; they love their country with a deep and lasting devotion. They know that the solution of the problems of the world may be gained only by united ef¥ort on the part of all races, all creeds and all peoples of this globe. Education without this aim is incomplete and in- adec|uate. You are now leaving this old school as graduates of the Class of 1947. There is much to be done in the world. Carry on in the path of your illustrious l)redecessors. Keep high the torch of learning, and learning which is right in the sight of God and man ; the torch of personal freedom; and freedom also from the taint of intolerance; the torch of high morals, — by word and act at all times and in all places. God Bless ami Keep You — E% er one. Walter F. D()W. i-:v, Head Master 7

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There is a destiny that makes tis brothers, None goes his ' -a ' ay alone; All that zee send info the liz ' es of others Comes baek info our ozen. Edwin Markham. A P P R E E I