Hastings High School - Saxon Yearbook (Hastings, MI)

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Our Honor Students First—Mildred Ketcham—Valedictory...................................Class average 96.178 Second—Arnell Wolf—Salutatory................................... “ “ 96.08 Third—Keith Chidester—Class Oration............................. “ “ 95.941 Fourth—Gardner Chidester—Class Will............................. “ “ 95.218 Fifth—Lena Wagner—Class Motto................................... “ 95.000 Sixth—Crystal Freeman—Class History............................. “ “ 94.757 Seventh—Doreen Potter—Class Prophecy............................ “ “ 94.538 Ever since the far-away days of long ago, a charm, we are told has always lingered about the number seven. A symbol of completeness as this number has been, fitting is it that seven should be the number of our students, whose honor it is to wear the laurels of scholarship from our school. “But who are these victors?” You ask. In response comes the reply, “They are but seven of that countless throng, our young Americans,” upon whom the greatest nation this old world of ours has ever produced is even now, in all the pride of its strength, dependent for the maintenance and furthering of its future.” Judged by human standards they are the winners in this first real challenge that the world has offered them, their high school life. Not that they possess so much of wisdom, do we thus honor these seven, since for them the mazy pathways, of learning are as yet all but untrod, but because, doing what men have ever done, we accord praise and distinction to these winners in the contest. As the schoolrooms shall soon say “Good-bye” to these, our school champions of 1916, and as their joyous, eager, earnest faces, with those of their classmates, touched with the flush of dawn, turn towards the light of a fuller day with its toil and its burdens, kindly memories and kindlier wishes shall ever follow them, yes, earnest prayers, that a Heavenly Father's blessings may reach this world in even fuller measure, through the as yet, unused channels of their lives.