Hobart Senior High School - Memories Yearbook (Hobart, IN)

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HIGH SCHOOL. 23 CLASS SONG GLADYS MACKEY. Farewell to Hobart High School Which we all hold so dear, We’ve studied here together And work has brought good cheer; Our text books now are put aside For lessons learned must be applied. Farewell to helpful teachers Who’ve shared our joys and fears; We’ll ever love the memory Of four bright High School years; Though o’er the world we wander far. We’ll follow still the guiding star. Today we hail the Springtime, We hail Commencement day We joy in the future’s promise And hopefully enter the fray. We cheer the High School, dear old Home, Alumni cheer, and class to come.

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22 HOBART TOWNSHIP the musical theory class were deserved by her. The music of our song shows her conscientious effort and we put the harmonized melody in the Aurora, knowing it will be preserved many years.

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24 HOBART TOWNSHIP K6g FARMER’S PLACE IN HISTORY EMILY BRACKEN. N THE centuries that have passed since the first settlement of America thousands of noble men have given their lives in the struggle for liberty. Chief among these are the poor, simple, laboring class who struggled for the good of their country and its people, and now the United States is recognized for its beauty, industry, strength and prosperity above all other lands. This great country was saved in the Revolution, by the humble tillers of the soil. One of the prominent figures in this struggle was George Washing- ton. Was he a wealthy nobleman, or was he highly educated? No, perhaps not so much as you. He was raised in the backwoods, his education was his own, but he had the ability, the strong will, to become known in his country. The outcome of these characteristics you all know. Another of his type was Abraham Lincoln, a poor, ignorant farmer’s son. Tie worked and pushed his way to the highest and noblest place, not only in our country, but in the whole world. “Honesty,” was his motto and he carried it throughout the long way of his eventful life. In our war when Lincoln called for volunteers, who responded? Did the city aristocrats or the wealthy planters go to fight for their country? No, the poor, honest, laboring country men gave up their homes and families, only to go to the struggle for their country’s sake. While the women and the children, too small to carry a gun, toiled and strived to provide food for the soldiers, to knit and weave clothing for the sufferers. Let us turn to the humbler though no less noble walks of life. Henry David Thoreau lived in the forest, on the banks of Walden Lake, tilled a small patch for his food, his only purpose being to be near Nature, so he might portray the real facts to others by means of his books. He did his best to get the full benefits of the sun and wind. He, as well as any other farmer would tell you that life is brighter and clearer and more joyous near the real work of God. A living naturalist of America is John Burroughs. He held several gov- ernment positions, but could not endure being away from Nature, so withdrew and betook himself to his New York farm, where he had spent his boyhood