George Washington High School - Monument Yearbook (Cedar Rapids, IA)

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CHAPTER l. We were young-yes, very young to have gained the distinction of being freshmen. ln other words, we were smart. An announcement in The Pulse read: Freshies arrive in half-socks. We were flattered that we had been accused of being not green but merely childish. Our thoughts, according to the deductive method, would have sounded somewhat like this: All children are cute. We are childreng therefore we are cute. We were not egotists, only freshmen. Our first recollections of C. R. H. S. are, however, rather painful. After Miss Abbott, having armed 'us with programs and much good advice, had turned us loose on the school, the sophomores, perceiving at a glance our manifold virtues and talents, proceeded to make our lives miserable. Never shall we forget the humil- iating sight of Armand Dickeson, our Arrow Collar man, upside down in a snow- drift. But such things are too sad to be recalled. We have always been a class to be proud of-we admit it. During our Hrst year or two, we conhned most of our activities to getting grades-grades that made even sophisticated Miss Abbott gasp. And when somebody conceived the brilliant idea of uniform dress for girls, we freshmen, eager to be recognized in public as High School students, were the backbone of the movement. CHAPTER ll. Webster tells us that a sophomore is a fool, and Webster is right. While we were learning to boss the freshies, the seniors started to educate us. We were told to back up our school in a strike for shorter hours. They called it School Spirit. To prove our spirit, we cheerfully played the fool with the rest, in the general walkout. This one event has since been a tender subject in the minds of the Class of '22. Coming generations of sophomores, read and be warned. CHAPTER III. When we were juniors, the school couldn't hold us, so we had to put our ath- letes on the All-State Football teams, and the National Basketball Champion Team. We developed several budding jack Reynoldsesf' and as for swimming, we were regular ish. But we shone in brains as well as brawn. Horace Butterfield debated success- fully for two years: and the seniors last year were forced to tolerate a junior in their midst on The Pulse staff. Two of us passed successfully Distinguished Scholarship

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OUR QALMA QJVIATER Farewell, sweet days, so full of carefree joy, Soon to become but links in memory's chain That binds us to the past. Now, as we turn With lighted faces, and on eager feet Into the mage of paths that lie before, We know not which to choose, nor whither go. Let's pause awhile and cast our glances back, Wander again, as in the days just past, Across the smooth greensward so gay with flowers That lies before our School, that we may see Yet once again that vision glorious 0'er which the radiance of the sunlight streams, A sun of wisdom, piercing every cloud That casts a dusky gloom upon our way. Close to the massive walls so full of strength There clings a tendril vine, whose leafy folds Have sheltered many a birdlingg and it toils And struggles, without ceasing, to attain i The wondrous light which glorifies its goal. So must we struggle, though the storms do rage, Our way lies clear before us, we must seek The onward, upward course unto the end. Even as the 'vine toils up the rough gray stone, Unwearied must we climb the steeps of life. -AGNES BALCAR. x J

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exams given last year in English and Mathg and we even got Gladys Drew into last year's Senior Play. There is one thing for which we can be blamed, and we regret it-the abolish- ing of the girls' societies, Kappa and Phi Epsilon, so long a part of this school. Every girl in our class being clever and likable enough to belong to these societies, and their membership being limited, the only possible thing was to disband. We suggest that they re-organize after the graduation of the present Senior Class. Of course our,' junior Banquet was the high light of our undergraduate career. The program, which included the Mikado with a cast of High School song-birds and a speech by our all-round athlete, Don Hines, who proved to be a real elocutioner, was highly entertaining. The decorations Qall put up by handj, the green and white ice-cream, the music, that slippery floor-are things for other classes to dream of, but never to equal. CHAPTER IV. As seniors, we have had the double distinction of being the first class in thirty- six years to graduate from C. R. l-l. S. without Miss Abbott's guiding hand, and of being the Hrstrclass of seniors in Cedar Rapids for Mr. Turpin to introduce to the world. We have tried to be worthy of both of them. Our boys have continued to make good in athletics, as they have always done. The senior girls are almost di- rectly responsible for the interest being aroused in girls' athletics, for Ero pre- sented the loving cup won by A. S. A. in the recent Captain-Ball Tournament. Of course the only reason Ero didn't keep the cup was that the society doesn't like to appear selfish. ln literary lines, The Pulse, edited by a senior, with a staff composed largely of seniors, won first place among lowa high school magazines. fEor general contentsj. Now that our career as students in old C. R. H. S. has ended, we have be- queathed to those who come after us this brief story of our broad experiences, with the challenge to improve upon them and profit by them. We have left, as the last of our worthy accomplishments this, our one best seller -the Senior Annual of the Class of '22. S we Kerr Al1e.a.cl or Our- 'S'tu'c:li'e.5 T - ' as ' 'r .H r gifs, J - '5' 5 -gl -Q- ff., r JN, fag 4 ' -.1 J'