Gorham Fayette High School - Eagle Hi Life Yearbook (Fayette, OH)

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SENIOR CLASS HISTORY Four years ago, in the first part of September Nineteen Hundred Seventeen, thirty one little green Freshies marched into the Fayette High Assembly Room and started their High School career amid the roar and din of the upper classmen. We have lessened in number somewhat since that time but there are yet twenty of us ready to graduate. Our class organized as all previous classes had done and started on our year’s work. But toward the end of our Freshman year we all came to the conclusion that for our ciass, at least, it took more than one year to develop a good cooperative spirit. This spirit has since been developed, however, for we have proven ourselves capable of working ogether on large tasks. We have always made a good showing in athletic activities, such as track, base ball and basket ball. Three of our boys, George Gleason, Rudolph Foglesong and George Crane have played on the varsity basket ball team for several seasons and Carlos Mohr substituted for the team. We have been successful during our Junior and Senior years in accomplishing several large undertakings. The first one was a banquet which we gave in honor of the Seniors of 1920. This banquet was the best of its kind that had been given in years. Another undertaking was the Lyceum Course given under our auspices which was the highest price course ever presented to the citizens of Fayette and Vicinity. Aside from this we have endeavored to help the promotion of anything which we thought was for the betterment of the High School and the High School Spirit. With these ideals in mind we nave finished our four years work. As a memorial to our dear Alma Mater we hand down to the future classes of the F. H. S. our noble record (?) as an example for them.

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SENIOR CLASS Theodore B. Crane - - President George H. Crane - - Vice President LaVerne Davis - - Sec. and Treas. MOTTO “Not at the top but climbing” COLORS Maize and Blue FLOWER Yellow Rose HIGH SCHOOL SONG (Presented by Seniors) Lo, when a king comes forth in glory, Purple are his robes and gold; Gold is the sign of truth and honor, Purple is the sign of the bold. So hail, all hail, to the purple and the gold, To the grand old colors that stand for warriors bold Then cheer, all cheer, for the school we love so true, For though we wander far from Fayette High, Our thoughts will turn back to you.

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CLASS PROPHECY After I completed my High School course, I became engaged in the profession of teaching. Having been confined so closely to my work for several years, I came to realize that what I needed was a vacation. My nerves seemed to be affected by such strenuous labor and I arrived at the conclusion that a trip by air would be as beneficial as anything. After a few days preparation, I was ready to start on my joulrney. had engaged an aeroplane from the Bryan Air Service. The hour came for the plane to arrive, and after the pilot had alighted and come to meet me, much to my surprise I found him to be my old classmate, Emerson Frank. He had grown considerably since I had last seen him; perhaps from so much hard labor after he had enlisted in the air service. It had been so long since I had seen one of my old friends and classmates, Rowena Benson, who had won great fame as a grand opera singer in New York, that I decided to visit her first. So headed for New York we started on our journey. Everything was running smoothly, and we were flying thru the air at a high speed. It was not long however, until the pilot informed me that the engine was not working good. Soon we were compelled to alight. I learned I would be forced to remain there for some fime, for the motor to be repaired, so I decided to acquaint myself with the surroundings. Near by was a well kept farm. By inquiring I found, much to my surprise, that it was owned by Dewey Stowell, who had become a scientific farmer. The house seemed to be in good condition. Another shock to me was that the good wife was none other than Opal Smith, a lover of country life. I visited with her a while and at last the aeroplane was ready to go. It was decided that I should spend that evening in Pittsburg. We reached PPtsburg just at dusk, we had hardly walked across the street in Pittsburg, when we learned of a great debate which was to be held that night. I had nothing in particular to do, so we decided to go and purchase tickets for it. We were there a short time when we learned that the greatest of the deba'ors was Rudolph Foglesong. Shortly after we left the debate, we saw a little child on the street that had been wounded severely. We rushed her to a hospital and there I learned that another old classmate was in charge there and had won great fame as a nurse. It was LaVerne Davis. She was so busy that it was impossible to gain an interview with her. After seeing that the child was being cared for I returned to the hotel. We started early the next morning on our journey.