Farragut High School - Admiral Yearbook (Farragut, TN)

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' few THE ADMIRAL llIIIIIIllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII1IIllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll!IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllllllllllllllllllllillllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIHIIIIIIIIIllllllllllllllllllIllIIIIIIIIIIIIlllllllllllllllllllllllIIIllIIllllllllllllllllllllllllIIllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIUIIII mhifn mlm Four years ago a happy band of thirty-eight very fresh Freshmen entered F. H. S. Rules were not new to the majority of the class as we were graduates of the grammar school here. Our courses were soon mapped out and Latin became a close second to the Science course. Our scholastic course drifted up stream and down with the tide. At times we were discouraged, but at last our first term final examinations came. A few of our class found that the term Economic should not have applied to mid night oil, for there were a few 7 5's in mathematics especially. Then the second term found us with few members who were re-awak- ened and became real students. A few dropped out as the refining became more strenuous. At the last term there was marked improvement. The new Soph's went home to enjoy a real vacation as we needed it. Second year we played Sophomores, how we envied those Seniors l How we pitied those Freshies I We chose Excelsior for our motto and began really to excel. How our spirit would soar when we recited well! Then our most happy moments came when we were styled the best be- haved class in school. Next came our third race with, as usual, a few who resigned them- selves to the theory more pressure less volume. But now, indeed, we began to realize our aspirations and to feel more and more our importance. Now the pure metal is left, having been purified by the passing through fiery furnaces of Mathematics, Chemistry, Latin, English, Science, Matrimony and lack of will power. We are now stepping over the line that divides forever our class mates, and each one is going forth to take his chosen place in the world. Now that our school days are over, we can look back on our four years together and be proud of the class of '27. We are very grateful to our teachers who have laboredso faithfully with us. -E ula Watt N i n etcen ' J

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THE ADMIRAL llHHHIHHIHHHHNHllllllllllllllllllHillllllllllllllllllllllHillllllllllllllUlllllllllllllllllllllllillllII1IIIIlliiiiIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIHIIHHIIHIIHHIHNlNIHHillHlllllllllll4lH1HllllllllllHIHHIIIllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII Eighteen Senior Qllaza Harm By Wood B. Poet Four years ago, one September day, We entered Farragut on our wayg We have been true to you always, Now we have reached our goal today. But we must leave our Alma Mater With the junior class behind, With the steadfast hope That she never, never will cease to climb. We leave the Old Hill All verdant around, So sacred to us, Yea, even the ground. The friends we have made And their adoption tried We fear few like these we will Make hereafter in struggles side by side. The ties that have made This Old Class as one Was the promotion of Farragut's good, And the races we have run. Of histories, languages and themes galore We are just putting out from off the shore These brain-racking subjects Continue in College four years more! So prepare for the battle in The armour of originality, concentration and thought To begin work again ' As you never have wrought. Now we embark our boat Out upon the sea of life, Enjoying the good, Overcoming the strife. -Louise Marley.

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T H E A D M I R A L lllIIlllllIIllIIlllIlllliilllllllllllllllllIlllllllllIlHllllIlIHllllllllllllllllllllllIlllllllllIHlllllllIllllIllllHHlilllHlllllllllllllllI1IIlIIIIlIi!IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlIIIIlIIIIIIIIIIHHIIIllIl4llIl!llIllIIIIIIlllllIllIIlllIIllIlll1IllllllllllllllllllllllllllllII Halvhirtnrg ELMA SMITH At Christendom's Cross Mary, the mother of Jesus was there And John whom he'd chosen to care for her, Simon who'd helped Him his cross to bear, And Joseph who'd oiered his sepulchre, She who'd loved much on her bended knees, Magdeline bringing her precious Nard, All Christendom stands at the cross with these. In Mary, the mother, we see the love that Christendom's Cross must feel towards all mankind. Much has been said of mother-love as the ex- emplification of all love. Truly the poet has expressed this for us when he said: Mother O' Mine! If I were hanged on the highest hill, Mother O' Mine! Oh, Mother O' Mine! I know whose love would follow me still, Mother O' Mine! Oh, Mother O' Mine! If I were drowned in the deepest sea, Mother O' Mine! Oh, Mother O' Mine! I know whose tears would flow down to me, Mother O' Mine! Oh, Mother O' Mine! If I were damned 0' body and soul, Mother O' Mine! Oh, Mother O' Mine! I know whose prayers would make me whole, Mother O' Mine! Oh, Mother O' Mine! In the presence of John at Christendom's Cross, we see the symbol of brotherhood. We are our brother's keeper. We must accept the responsi- bility of our fellow creature's happiness and welfare even as John accept- ed the care and protection of the mother of Jesus. Simon, who bore the Cross, when Jesus staggered under the burden, signifies to us-Service. , Bear ye one another's burderfsf' Go ye into all the world and carry the story of Christendom's Cross. Jospeh's offer of the sepulchre in which to lay the mangled body of the Crucified One, represents to us-Generosity. Twenty Q