Hillsdale High School - Hornet Yearbook (Hillsdale, MI)

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R. W. Hyndman — A. B. degree— Indiana State Normal; Columbia University. And the elements so mixed in him that nature might stand up and say to all the world, ' This was a man ' ! Walter Eawson— B. S. degree — M. A. C. Of manners gentle, of affections mild! In wit a man, simplicity a child. Hazel Taylor— A. B. degree— Olivet College. For she is wise, if I can judge of her And true she is, as she has proved herself. Albert Walrath — A. B. degree— Hillsdale College. Describe him who can, An abridgement of all that is pleasant in man. Laura Cook — A. B. degree — Cornell University. When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music, Chester Smith— A. B. degree— Hillsdale College. ' Worth, courage, honor, these indeed Your substance and birthright are. Gladys J. White — A. B. degree— Albion College. No life can be pure in its purpose and strong in its strife And all life not be purer and stronger therebv. Ilda B. Bosworth— A. B. degree— Hillsdale College. A truer, nobler, trustier heart, More loving or more loyal never beat Within a human breast. Glen Hannan — Kalamazoo Normal; M. A. C. Who mixed reason with pleasure and wisdom with mirth.

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THE SKIRMISHER 11 Our High School As steadily as time itself, another Senior Class comes to the end of what might be called its first encounter with life ; to the end of a short distance, traveled with carefree heart and minds with little thought of what a life it was until possibly, twenty-one. Soon again another year will start, and again the wheel of time with relaton to our High School, will come to its starting point. Our High School might be successfully compared to a mina- ture world in itself, of which could be said in the words of Shakespeare, All the world ' s a stage and the men and women merely players; they have their exits and their entrances, one man in his time playing many parts. So it is with High School. We have our exits and our entrances playing our parts with eagerness. What is High School? Why is it that we learn to admire her? There seems to be a mysterious cloud surrounding it. We work, we play, we strive, we succeed and yet there is surrounding that four years in High School an indefinable feeling that it is ours and we all come to love and cherish it as a world in itself. It is our High School life that we remember a life time. It is the earnest work, and yet the jolly good times that puts into every one a rounded out, fully developed character. These are the things that bring joy. There are remebranees that we as students will cherish a lifetime and reflect upon as the greatest period of our life — and the happiest. Artists Another year has been completed and its records placed in the book of memories. Another class has gone forth from Hillsdale High School— and not unfitted. Here they have learned the things which will equip them for their journey upward. Besides learning their lessons from their books, they finished their first real step along the road of life — gained some knowledge in the formation of great artists. This doesn ' t mean painters, sculptors, or musicians necessarily, for everyone can ' t be one of these, but everyone can be an artist of life. Hillsdale ' s fondest hope is that all her pupils may be artists of life. Through all these trials and joys he has been helped and encouraged in High School. The way of life isn ' t easy nor is it desired to be. A true artist of life is a man equipped and in full possession of himself, one who looks life courageously in the face. This is not true of one who searches for the easiest paths and follows pleasure ' s footsteps. Hillsdale High School does not shield her children from the storms but teaches them to meet their adversities face to face and conquer them. They are taught to accept their difficulties as a means of greater growth and find in them happiness. They are independent and know the rules of service. Hillsdale High School offers to everyone of her pupils a foundation upon which great artists build themselves. Years lie before you, Hillsdale, may you continue to furnish those ideals to youth that life may be known in its truest light.