Franklin High School - Dial Yearbook (Reisterstown, MD)

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Education turns the wild sweetbriar into the queenly rose. Faculty RAYMOND S. I1YSON, B. S., Principal Chemistry and History MOLLIE F. SAFFELL, Vice-Principal Commercial IIELEN G. IIUTTENIIAITER, A. B. CLARENCE C. ROIIDE English Industrial Arts ELLEN H. GRAY, B. S. CATHERINE R. COBLENTZ, B Science, Mathematics, and History Home Economics GRACE K. STERLING, A. B. ETIIEL A. PARSONS, A. French and English English and Music IIELEN T. REESE, A. B. ESTEIALE JANNEY, A. B History Girls' Physical Training C. LOUISE TIPTON, A. M. GEORGE B. VOGTMAN Latin and Mathematics Boys' Physical Training NVILLIAM H. WHEELER, B. S. CLARENDON H. THOMPSON, A B Science and Mathematics Physics and Chemistry GRAMMAR AND PRIMARY DEPARTMENT EMMA K. IIANNA Seventh Grade BIIILDRED E. JONES Sixth Grade LOUISE B. GOODWIN Fifth Grade ESTIIER SHIPLEY First Grade Page Thirteen MARGARET GRIMES Fourth Grade NELLYE M. GORSUGH Third Grade ETIIA M. FRANTZ Second Grade

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Franklin High School 1. We sing no praise of Princeton, Of Vassar, nor of Yale, We raise no college standard, No college name we hail, But where the maples' shadows, With naturels beauties throng, Is Franklin, Alma Mater, To which we raise our song. F CHORUS. Here's to the blue and crimson, Shout their praises high, Ever float our banner Proudly in the sky. Let the song re-echo From the woods around, And the sound of triumph From the hills resound. II. And to her halls in Autumn, When leaves are red and gold, We children come from summer, In forest and in wold, And when in soccer scrimmage You hear our voices ring, And life and joy run freely As merrily we sing. III. And now that winterts over, In work and play again, We stand by her bright colors And meet all foes like men, In sport and play or study The spirit is the same, To do our duty bravely, And play a winning game, IV. So in the sturdy forest, Where lovely flowers grow, Where oak and elm and chestnu Their cooling shadows throw, We'll join in thrilling chorus, Dear guardian of our minds, V: That long may wave our banne .Beneath the sheltering pines. Page Fourteen Song ts