German Township High School - Laureola Yearbook (McClellandtown, PA)

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SOPHOMORE HISTORY (Alta Keener) When Autumn, with a magic brush, was splashing the landscape with brilliant colors of purple and gold, we, one by one. gathered around our Alma Mater. How greatly we have changed since our first appearance in the High School world! For the benefit of persons who may know nothing of our history, it will be well to skim lightly over the events of our Freshman year. At our advent to High School, we displayed great interest in our studies and literary work, and we excelled all others in baseball, basketball and also carried off honors in the Field Meet. The happiest days of our Sophomore year came with the return of the White Roses. The Sophomore Moonlight Picnic given in honor of the Freshman Class was a great success, and every one was willing and ready to declare they had an excellent time. A surprise party was given in honor of Harold Gadd by the Sophomore class. Another important event w as the party given to us by one of our class mates, Nellie Coldren. A farewell party was given at the home of Gladys McCrackin in honor of Mabel Hunt. All parties given proved to be successful.' As a class, we know that we have made mistakes, but it is by turning our mistakes into stepping stones that we may ascend the heights of fame. The future looks bright for the class of 1914, and may we ever go onward and upward making nobler endeavors and greater conquests, and ever be a shining light, a guiding star, to the classes that come hereafter.

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SOPHOMORE POEM. Here’s to the Sophomores known of old, Here's to the class of the Purple and Gold. This to our class that works to gain, This to the class that in numbers reign. Here’s to the motto that makes us so strong, Here’s to the faculty, leading us on. The white rose, our flower, so sweet and so pure, Sure, fame in the future, we’ll certainly secure. J his to our yell that will always resound, Happy, yes, gay wherever we’re found. Here’s to the class that looks for the best And have a record for M. H. S. We have hope in God that our hearts may be clean For we are the class of nineteen fourteen. —H. Ray Lille

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SOPHOMORE SONG Hurrah the Sophomores are marching, With colors streaming and bayonets gleaming, We hear the measured beat of their trampling fed. Our High School s brave defenders. Chorus. The Sophomores are marching With steady step and true, Beneath the Gold and Purple The colors we all love. Purple and Gold victorious banner; Will sing the story of thy great glory The emblem of the free on land and sea, The Sophomores’ protector. Your country calls, then forth to battle, Nor dream of sorrow but hail the morrow. « hen work and strife shall cease and in bond of peace, Our hearts shall be united. —Ray Lilley, ’14.