Hall High School - Hall Light Yearbook (Spring Valley, IL)

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SMSK3SMS[XlSKiSK]SK3SK!SK3SESSK3SK]SEK3SK3SEX]SK]SK3SK] R H K3 K3 S Kf S K3 H S K3 E M 1A FALETTI Office Assistant Hall Township High School Illinois State Normal “Oh, the joy of being a jack of all trades.” K3 S M K3 KJ K1 S M THE TEACHER E3 EM3 The mass of glowing faces turned to thee, The minds intent upon thy fiery word, The hearts responsive to the lesson heard, Give touching proof of youth’s sincerity. When in the world the struggle to be free, When sorrowing heart would soar as doth the bird— But life’s great load their effort has deferred— Thy words shall set their weary spirits free! This is thy triumph, this thy laurel wreath That in the mart of this great pushing world, The souls that strive the weary load beneath Turn to thy words on memory’s page empearled; In thankfulness for all thy life doth lend, Thy name they breathe and say—“She was my friend!” K1 g m s SIXTEEN