Gnadenhutten High School - Goal Yearbook (Gnadenhutten, OH)

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THE M -h Page Fifteen WALTER M. GLASS Spark Plug Specializerl' Lincolnian This lad forever tinkers round And drives a Buick Four, He shines in baseball and the track, And shoots goals on the floor. Q I ALMA A. KINSEY Somewhat Ecstatic Shakesperian Alma's fond of foolish questions Asks 'em by the scores and tens. Always fine in Mathematics. Always knows the 'hows and whens'. WILLIAM E. LINDON Studious Scribe Shakesperian Women's wiles or girls' flirtations Budge him not a bit at all, In his dealings straight and forward ls our Catcher in baseball. FREDERICK R. HECK The Electric Fan. Shakesperian The Radio has got me, Its call I must obey. Shfhfh I Just a moment if you please, I've got K D K A.

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THE GOAL Page Seventeen E . -GQ ?5li-,., STAFF 1 9 2 3 Editor Dorothy Gilmore Business Manager Edward C. Milliken Associate Editors Ted Reinke Florence Everett Mary Pfeiffer '24 Vera Shull '25 Helen Fry '26 Alumni Editor D. V. Kennedy, '05 Athletic Editor Victor Schreiner '24 Treasurer Blanche Dichler Subscription Agents Helen Fry Mary Pfeiffer Harold Thomas Ruth Milligan Grace Haines Francis Nussbaum EDITORIALS The story is told that when Robert Lewis Stevenson went to make his home on the Island of Samoa, his gentleness and supreme kindness to the natives drew from them a love that surpassed all things they had ever experienced. And out of that passion, grew the Road of the Loving Hearty' a beautiful, white road, that wound in and out about the island, a road remarkable for its smoothness-the tribute wrought by their own hands for the comfort and convenience of their dear master. And they named it The Road of the Loving Heart. Lives of men should be like that, all should live in such a manner that when their candles are snuffed out they leave in the hearts of those behind them a road, a road unmarred by any stones to stumble upon,-for stones are made by unkind deeds and harsh words-a road simple, and white, and pure. Let it be our goal to live a life of love and cheer. Look, and find the beautiful. Then love it and tell others of it. And when we see a beautiful path or lane wind- ing up the green side of a hill, let us ponder over the road we are making. The probabilities are that years from now the class of '23 will dig this Goal out from its oblivion in the attic or elsewhere and re-read it. And likewise the probabili- ties are that by that time they will be pret- ty well acquainted with the bumps and jolts life has to offer. And right there enters one of the most deadly, destructive things that can happen to any man-and that is discouragenient. Discouragement downs ambition. lt makes one stupid. It changes an energetic, enthusiastic person to a mope. Once it obtains a hold, it will creep back and back again, always worse and always stronger. If anywhere there is a dragon, if ever there is a monster, it certainly is Discouragen1ent. And it has as its goal the destruction of all that means real liv- ing. So remember. Flee from discouragement as you would from a pestilence. And laugh and smile and giggle and grin. Hold before you always the fact that there's al- ways something else to do when your dear- est hopes lie in ashes, and then will not only success be assured, but happiness and eternal youth as well. For happiness comes hand in hand with laughter, and he who bears a buoyant spirit never grows old. Once upon a time, there lived a king named Midas, and a more thoroughly un- comfortable monarch never existedg for he had been granted his heart's desire. Now that desire was that everything he touched might be turned to gold, and since it was so completely conceded that it made a golden lump of his regular breakfast potato and a gleaming statue of his be- loved daughter, it was small wonder that he felt he was cursed in obtaining it. And so, in a smaller or greater degree, do we find all desires to be pricemarked. Everyone of them costs something, and the shrewd bargainer will ponder long and earn- estly before he pays. ls it worth the price? Will it help my fellowmen? Or me? Is it worthwhile? There is but one kind of gold that lasts- that of golden deeds. There is but one desire that is worth the price-that of leaving the world brighter and happier and sweeter for your life. We wish to thank all business men who gave us material assistance in the form of advertisements, for without this aid the 1923 issue of the Goal could not have been a possibility.