Fredericksburg High School - Rapahanoc Yearbook (Fredericksburg, VA)

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The J umor Class of 1924 Through all our trials in this life As now we are, may we be true, And may we crown our deeds of strife With purpose as the way we hew 7 . To do our utmost and attain The heights which tower above us, To leave our name without a stain And truth to those who love us. Such is our task in which we vie And in our climb “Excelsior” will, As we go on and bravely try, Our hopes keep fresh, our tremors still. Ambitious plans we have in mind So high, remote, and barred from us, We oft may falter ere we find The goal to which we clamber up. A cheering word, a helping hand, A spirit sympathetic, kind, That cheers one like a fairy wand Among our class we always find. Our teachers, too, are helping us With good advice and tactful care. They’re watching o’er and guiding us, Our prospects and our trials share. With such incentive who could fail To climb unto a lofty height? Our name immortalized will sail Upon a future sea of light. So now we muster up our strength To do so well our duties here, That when we ' ve finished school at length Our best will be our Junior year. William Hayden. 56

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History of the Junior Class E started out on our first voyage as Freshmen, full of hope and high spirits. We did not know the danger ahead or realize the hardships that lay before us. Gradually the sea became rough, storms were rising, and the outlook dark. But under the guidance of Mrs. Rice, we managed to escape the great rocks off the coast of Algebra. Some were lost, though, and had to be left behind. Finally we reached our destination in June, tired and worn out from so long a journey. On our second voyage, as Sophomores, we were under the supervision of Mrs. Blake. Again we endured hardships and rough weather. A great many were lost again when the ship was washed against the rocks of Algebra. As we passed the country known as Caesar, we left some members of the crew there. Our first mate, Mrs. Williams, made a great fight for the lost ones, but such is life before the mast. The survivors no w demanded her whole attention. During the whole voyage we were annoyed and pursued by the English dragon. We were encouraged and helped by our valiant mate, Miss Ambler. On this voyage we were also followed by ferocious History sharks, which made us almost despair of our lives, but we were rescued from this by M rs. Courtney, a seaman of great ability. On this third voyage as Juniors there are many new members in the crew. We are doing our best under our good Captain Courtney, who has taught us so much History on these voyages that we will be hard to lose. The English Strait lias been very diffi¬ cult, it seems, longer and harder than ever. There are still some instances of bad gram¬ mar, but we are being wonderfully helped by our mate, Miss Morris, who succeeded M iss Ambler. The land of Cicero did not seem so wild and desolate a fter successfully passing the rough coast of Caesar. Admiral Dickinson is struggling manfully with the survivors off the coast of Algebra, and I hope will bring them safe in harbor in the pleas¬ ant month of June. During this voyage we had a financial help, which we all enjoyed. Our first mate, Mrs. Williams, managed to have a picture exhibit, all painted by the old masters of art, which relieved the journey somewhat. Captain Courtney, with the assistance of the crew, managed to put over a moving picture benefit, which netted us a good sum of money. We are all looking forward to the Junior and Senior banquet, which will be in the near future. Fitzhugh Rowe. 55

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SOPHOMORES From Atlas. Antique Sculpture 57