Eugene High School - Eugenean Yearbook (Eugene, OR)

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Yesterday : Almost a century ago a period of migration began in our country as the East moved toward the West and the slogan became Go West. The pioneers who crossed the plains in oxen-drawn covered wagons, endured untold hardships. These sturdy people opened up the West, built homes, de- veloped the resources, and established schools that their children might be educated. -I-Ofifllj 1'- The spirit of the pioneer lives still and pos- terity carries on the work begun by him. The trails which he crossed with long, slow caravans are now broad highways upon which pass auto- mobiles, and above fiy the aeroplanes. Villages where he settled have grown to cities and industri- al centers. The log houses Where once a bell call- ed reluctant boys and girls to strive for the rudi- ments of knowledge are gone, and in their place are large buildings, and today the educational system of our State is one of the finest. -I-0I l'lOFPOWi We, the descendants of the pioneers, are pri- vileged to complete the task which they began. They endured untold hardships to make our West the land of promise and to those who came to Oregon in the early days we pledge ourselves to carry on and to make our State a greater Ore- gon.

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Euqene I-iiqix Caressed by whispering fronds of swaying elms Whose branches cast long fingers of green shade Across the paler velvet of her lawns Our Alma Mater stands a monument To what we are, and what we hope to be. The flowering shrubs that lean against her walls Now strung with starry petals or with drops Of gleaming scarlet berries in the fallw How many are the memories they have caught And blow to us like kisses down the years While ivy, clinging close like silver thoughts Of those that love her, binds her to our hearts. -Juliette Claire Gibson.

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-I-lwe Dioneen I am the Pioneer-the Explorer.the Adventurer. At the first faint dawn of unremembered time, It was I who led thesons of men Forth on their primordial pilgrimage- Out of their remote and unknown shelter- Over the lowlands and the mountains- Over the rivers and the oceansw And through the air! Then by horse and wheel,,.by boat- At first on foot they fared, Moved by curious and mighty engines of locomotion Toward the West I led them-restless, searching, Ever toward the setting sun, Till they reached the Homeland- The last and best abiding place.. Oregon. -W. F. G. Thacher. W 'tt f th S tT l l ll tl p fth thor.