Freeport High School - Clarion Yearbook (Freeport, ME)

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'PHE oLAInoN. .13 A GLA,1VUE .BA lQ71i'lVQfl..lU!. 0. w. '95. Another year added to the history of the class of '95g one more step in the highway of knowledge, and still another awaits us before we can lay claim to the title of Seniors, which ti- tle may we maintain as creditably as have our predecessors. I-Iardly possible does it seein. taking' a glance backward, that three years have passed, years never to be rivalled in their countless opportunities for educational advanceinent. In one respect we have been very fortunateg but few of the classmates of a year ago have left us, and may coming time witness still fewer losses from our ranks. In our previous labors, zeal and faithfulness have always been charac- teristic qualitiesg these happily still remain with usg our reputation for proliciency, established, beyond a doubt, we still retain, as is revealed by our teacl1er's aniazonient at our wonderful translations and discover- ies, as we follow with responsive liearts, the sullerings and wmiderings of unfortunate Aeneas. English Composition isa favorite study, taken by all. Compositions are in vogue, and their originality is never doubted by our amiable teach- er. Many of the nieuibers of the class show a proficiency in the way of art. We also boast of some good speakers. Thus we review the past, and the future now rises before usg its char- acter will depend upon our own la.- bors. Wliatevei' may have been the history of '95, let not the future add anything' but what we shall be proud to claim. L -- .fl IVORJQ JiYi0lll ,96. I. E. N. We can hardly realize that we are no longer Freshmen, but Sopho- When we lirst entered the School, the first year seemed niores. High long and hardg but if the remaining years pass as quickly as the first did, it will be with sadness that we leave the High School. A On coming back to school in the fall term of '93, we missed ,the ever- weleolne faces of W'illie Noyes and Allie lklaybury. Later in the terni Justin Holmes left us. We sincerely hope that our ranks will not be bro- ken again while we are in the High School. To say which is our favorite study, is very difficult. I think we are fond of thein all, especially Geometry. VVith those who are taking the Col- lege Course, I think Greek is the fa- vorite study. about Caesar. thirteeng ten We have fair I dare not say Inueh In number, we are girls and three boys. translations, but I do not think we have made as much pro- gress as the class before us did. IVe have laid aside book-keeping and taken Physics in its place. I think after we get started, we shall like it very much, but now it seems exceedingly hard to make the expla- nations appear true.

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12 THE CLARION. that we may comprehend the ever increzising' obligations revealed by an advancing' civilization 5 chftrftcter, that we may live the truths we know. We are all moulded 1at1'g'e1y by our environment, yet I believe there is not one of us that cannot make his life in some degree better and truer and nobler, if he will. And when We consider that by the sum total of our own characters we are de- termining that of the coming' gener- ation, for better or for worse, we may faintly imagine what possibilities this fact contains. Let us cnet :tside our childish dependence upon unyielding' fate, and realize that, small though they seem, our own thoughts me deeds to-day shall build for us our fu- tures, and shall make humanity the nobler or the bztser throughout the endless years. In the studies of The Higher School, our faint recognition of this great truth shrill be qnickened into the btuning fire of imp ulse, until we all may be enabled to leuvechar- rtcters purer and nobler than ourselves could ever possess its un everlasting heritage to men and women yet un- born. An infinite opportunity is present to us every one. The re:-sult of our action will be at good or an evil induenoe that shall never die, and in that action manhood and wonmnhood must meet their suprerne test. F. C. D. IDLE 7710 UGHYN. ny CHILLA ETHELYNDE 'i-ownsmm, '5l2. Oh ! Birdie, brown birdie, what ure you suying High up in the old elm tree? You keep talking und talking, you seem to he scolding. Now what are you telling me 1' Are you chiding me, then, for being so lazy? The folding of idle hands As I lie in the hammock, so cosily swaying Halfdrifting to dreamy lands 1' 'Jl'hy, Birdie, Vin tired: while you luwe liven idle l've worked the long summers clay: And now at its close, it'l rest for rl, while Ani l to he seolrlell, pray '.' ' It is nothing like that! then what nm I sloing To cause your hulyship pnin 'I I'll stop it this moment. il' you'll kinslly ts-ll ine, And try not to do lt again. Sit up and look 'round inc, how can I lie tlozing This beztutiful summer-'s eve. When spread out before ine, it picture more lovely Than mortal has ever conceived '? The sun's dying rays frunie the onrtli with u luilo, The scent ol' llowers iills the ltlr. - Does my soul never thrill with nnuttererl long- ings At zu. scene so mrlinntly mir? - Little bird you're wrong, while you talk I wus thinking, As I watch old Sol sink low, Flaming the sky into nn oeenn ofglory, Birthing the land in its glow. 'l'ln1t this glorious light is 11 lnretuste ol' lirlcn. A light so enehu.nl.ingly sweet It never wuei caught hy the brush ofnn urtlsl, N or portrayed hy it poet-luurr-utc. I'm ot' the earth, eurthyg hut us l lie watching The deepening tints in the West, With vague uwe l wonder, ifu more holy null- ance Shines o'er the hind ofthe hlest. '1'he land ol' the blest where no sunlight is nevflell By day, or the moon by night, Where the light of His counteuztncc gives to llls people llnspeukuhle glories hrielu. lt's not given to know ull the bmutiesofllenveu To nnln on earth, while he lives, lintl can conceive ofnaught more exquisite 'Flmn it July sunset gives. The shadows have deepened, the lunrlseupr- looks misty, Faded the rnystieul light. And Birdie you're silent, l know you are sleeping. Sol will hid yon flood night.

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,ra 14 'rim CLARION. Those who take the English Course like French very much. Some of our class were obliged to leave us during the winter term. lVe hope to see them back again in their accustomed places next spring. .PIIIL OSOPIIIUA L APPARA TIES. The philosophical apparatus is somewhat deiicientg much ofthe ap- paratus has been broken or worn out, so that few ofthe implements remain unbroken. The force pump is broken g so is the lifting' pump. The electric machine is out of order and of course the Leyden jars and ap- paratns'tl1at are connected with it are useless. The air pump is in good condition, but we have no receiver, this renders the air pump almost useless. One of the induction coils is broken and the other will not work more than half of the time. The skeleton stands up as ghastly as ever, striking with terror the su- perstitious Freshmen. Mr. Morse has collected quite an assortment of chemicals and acids since he came and we also see that he has occasionally replenished the sup- ply of glassware. Herman F. Noyes. ,PETZS OJVAL r1lV.D PE 0 ULIAR. That fellow seems to me to possess but one idea, and that a wrong one. Thornton Mallet. Tlmtun1ettered, small-knowing Soulqejf' Theresa Soulc. Every one is as God made hhn, and often- times st great deal worse. Melt ll ilson. When you do dance, I wish you A wave ofthe sea, that you nilght ever do Nothing but that. Ilcssize Jordan. Exceeding tall men have ever very empty heads . Lcstor Tyler. llis eyes have such at lively look. Gmrgn Goddard. Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside. .llinnin H-rfurkclt. llis very foot has music in it As he comes up the stair. Frm! .llitclmlt I value science-none can prize it more. Slllll'1ll'7' lllitcllell. Disclain nur! scorn rifle sparkling in her eyes. Agnrs .fl11flc1'xnn. Il1llllllC very pink ol'Curtisy. Lizzie C11-r!i.v. A man ofinarkf' llrtrnlrt Mmwill 1' 1 know a maiden liur to see, Take care ! Iflanzrhe Snulr. Thy face. the imlux ol' a feeling mind. IIu'trl1:r 7h14:n.ve'1:.f! l'he ladies call him sweet. 1-brrc.-:L lVi1mlaw, Within her tender eye, The heaven oi' April with its changing light. .-iliac Orne. So wise. so young, they say do ne'er live long. Senior Class. She is pretty to walk with, And witty to talk with, And pleasant too, to think on. llclcn illfrrill. O, it is excellent to have a giants strength. llermun. Noyes. Great contest follows and much learned dust involves thc conibmiitsg each claiming: truth, and truth diselalming both. Om' Ilcbctlcrs. Theres mischicfin this man. Ernest Slermzs.