Holy Redeemer High School - Campanile Yearbook (Detroit, MI)

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Senior Girls' Class History When essay contests were announced, our class, In all affairs the leaders, took the pen And under heavenly inspiration wrote, And by the written word increased the fame Of our Redeemer High School: and we gained Rewards that richly paid us for the task. But, having thoughts, we wished to send them forth Bedecked and clothed in clear and fitting words! 'Tis true that self-expression must be learned By persevering practice of the art Of Public Speaking: hence, we wisely chose The girls we thought the most experienced In this regard, to represent our class As orators, to vie with Senior girls Upon the stage. The Junior, who, last year, Was judged the best declaimer, once again Gave evidence of genius, and secured The second highest rating of the test! Initiated in the mysteries Of science, we would see the marvels taught In books. Hence, we forsake the schoolroom's l To find a proof for all we've learned. We go To Stearns', and there explore the wonders of Their scientific manufacturing: Then to the Waterworks, to witness there Just how our city water's purified. Convinced that books did not exaggerate Descriptions of amazing facts like these, We are content to study from our texts. But hush! We hear strange sighs and sobs. We seek To find the authors of these groans. They seem To issue from the Seniors' sanctum. Ah! Those tears bear but one explanation. 'Tis The end of Senior struggles. We alone Can comfort those to whom we bid farewell. With feasting, dance, and laughter, our gay class Sends forth the sober Seniors to the world: And with our prayer, that God will ever bless Their undertakings, they depart, while we Remain to fill the vacant seats within The Senior classroom. Help us now, O Go-d, Who brought us here without a single stain Upon our record as a model class! O guide us through the difficulties of Seniority. And grant, that when this year Has passed into oblivion, our class Will have discovered then-the golden crown! ight BOOK IV. Just out of reach the bright tiara gleams For but a moment: then a massive mount Looms up before the shining gold and dims Its beauteous lustre. We approach and read A bold inscription carved upon the rock, If you would win the triple crown for which You've toiled and fought and conquered three long years, You first must climb this rugged obstacle. You will encounter on your journey's course, Aeneas with his thrilling tale of Troy, And Physic's fields of scorching, burning Heat, And dazzling Light, and Electricity. By this be warned of trials. 'Tis for you To find the pleasures that are hidden on The mountain's thorny ridge, and there are many. Despite the warning we are resolute. We choose our guides: Miss DuBreuil becomes Class president, and Helen Thierry, next In rank, is made vice-president: one girl To care for our financial worries and Page Thirty-seven Another to assume the duties of Class secretary are elected. Thus Directed, we begin to climb the mount. When one retreats to California's groves: But staid Donelda joins to take her place. We bravely hold our eyes fast riveted Upon the far objectives, lest we trip And fall behind the others. There arise The many questions of Seniority. We loo-k at uniforms and rings and pins, And all are pleased with our selection. Then The Seniors haste to join the pageantry, And help to celebrate with solemn joy Our dear Redeemer's Golden Jubilee! Then books demand attention of the girls. The way grows weary, when the Juniors call, And bring us to a party-brief respite From study's irksome course. But back to school! Debates and oratory once again Claim our attention. We successfully Direct and stage a one-act schoolroom sketch, And at a mid-year party we present The play to Juniors with a humorous Mock trial. Our pursuits are variable: We are engrossed in spiritual affairs. Our delegates to Marygrove we send To represent Redeemer's S. S. C. And when a spiritual union is proposed. Redeemer, with whole-heartedness. consents And enters as an active unit. Too, The Students' Mission Crusade challenges. With quick reply we help in saving souls, And join the Propagation of the Faith. Then back to play, to basketball to prove Our prowess on the court. Invincible We stand until misfortune breaks our luck, And we succumb with grace to foul defeat: But with the resolution to avenge Our slighted reputation. In the gap 'Twixt one game and another, schoolwork claims Attention undivided, earnest thought, And study diligent. We pass exams With honors. Tempus fugit! As we climb, The jewels twinkle in the diadem! Our trembling palms extend to grasp the prize! Then witness, O ye rocks and mountain streams, Ye flowers wild, ye gay and rippling brooks, Ye fens and crags. attest: and then proclaim The sorrow which the sinews of our hearts Could not restrain, which burst, and in a flood Of copious tears flowed forth with sob and groan To purge these souls so soon to leave the halls That sheltered them for years, to bid adieu To schoolmates-books-the happy, happy days Of girlhood-to our school, Redeemer High! One last display of all our talent: one Review of all our victories is made On class day: then we seek God's benediction, And as the martial strains of Graduation Announce the triumph and departure of The class of '31 we rise in turn 6 gc - 0. l - i P ' I Ks . Each to be crowned with Knowledge, Faith, and Love. Then go we forth into a world of sin, E'er guarded by our motto, which we hold Forever to be followed. With the Hope Of one day meeting face to face in heav'n Before the Lord of all our destinies, We part, the challenge ringing in our souls, Ad summa semper! QR bc, ,l ..ref-'- - .,. -- - , amp-. S ' -4 ' ' r - ,r3q, -5 -2 ' .nn , , 3- , . ......- . , 1 N ..,--,.,. Us - A ' v - z.-n.-- L is ,i

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Senior Girls' Class History I ii fi I .ai J ID II I I l i X If ,ft -, 'K I x x I ,I M l ,ft Il. i l . gl, :I I XX x , x f,....,,..,.,.. ,,., ,,,gT. EA ' . A ,. 5' ' -- --s - - .5- sv X 'gr Weffff - Wixt.r4.x.l'L,.xi.urIX.i'! 'mv -' PROLOGUE Caliope, Mnemosyne's first-born, Inspiring goddess of heroic verse. O Heavenly Muse, that through the ages sang Of evil spirits and triumphant men, Instruct me: and e'er guide my faltering hand, That this I write may be a duplicate, Or nearly so, of what in Heaven's light In golden letters, in a volume huge, Our God's Recording Angel doth inscribe Of us, the class of 1931: A page, our page, within the book of Life! BOOK I When first the gates of dear Redeemer High Swung wide to welcome and embrace our class, The girls, in fear and awe of the unknown, Could scarcely summon pluck to step across That wondrous threshold, and to enter halls Yet strange and unexplored. Then through the haze Of Latin, Algebra, and History, Of Chemistry and Physics. and the like. There shone a crown beset with glistening jewels, Which from the royal gold in which they hid Looked forth and twinkled, taking many shapes. And beckoning to us, Come forth, and win The triple crown of Knowledge, Faith and Love. The prize Redeemer offers to her girls. With ardent minds and hearts we plan our course, But one who, having tasted of the sweet And bitter fortunes of the world, accounts Them vain and selfish, and whose modest eyes Are opened to a higher, nobler life, Forsakes her eager schoolmates smilingly, To join the Sisters of the I. H. M. But to the others Alma Mater calls. We entered: and the spirit of the school. That spirit of determination, filled Our hearts and minds, and drove us ever on Through tests that sorely tried the Freshmen's grit, Through all the battles of the Ancient World. And 'gainst the buffets of the Sophomores Who scorned our humble lot, aye, carried us Secure and safe unto the very door Of those who ridiculed and taunted us! BOOK II Timidity no longer stayed our hand: We boldly took possession of the room. And driving forth its haughty occupants, We seized with curious and eager mind The records of the ancient Gallic Wars, The hist'ry of the medieval world. And then a queer book which our teachers called Biology. We grasped them, and at once Began with earnest effort to pursue The Roman Caesar, and to conquer him, Together with the trials of Algebra. Then, finding that the task was not so hard, We turned our minds to other projects, too: And after school was out, each afternoon We rushed to the gymnasium to join In battle of a more amusing sort. We jumped and ran and shot and blocked, and soon Produced, to the astonishment of all, A spirited and skillful team of girls, Redeemer cagers, lionesses. who Though, but beginners on the court, went forth To other schools with teams experienced In all the stratagem of basketball: Went forth, returned, and proudly did we chant The But For Are Are cheerful cry of triumph! Well begun--I back to study! Harken to the call declamations. Now those boastful tongues justified. The class of '31, victors here as well as on the court, And prove to be declaimers of some worth By capturing the honors of the stage. But not for long could we abandon play. And when the strain of study seemed to tire Our minds, and sap the vigor from our limbs, We turned again to sport and its delights. Successful on the varsity, our class Was, too, the first in intramural games. Only the Juniors stood to block our goal: A day was set for battle. At the hour Agreed upon we met in deadly strife, A conflict that will live eternally Within the hearts of its participants. We fought with effort desperate, and slew Our enemies who, as they breathed their last, Did cheer their conquerors: then slowly dragged Their lifeless spirits from the floor, while we Were hailed with cheerful songs and lusty shouts. The champions of Redeemer! . . . 'Tis half done! With growing confidence and thanks to Him Who shaped our destinies toward such an end, Who mingled sweet with bitter, play with work, We terminate our year as Sophomores Within Redeemer High School's friendly halls. BOOK III. With strength restored by summer's pleasant rest The struggle is renewed. Behold! We've dropped Sophistication's garb, and now we wear A merry cloak of jollity which naught Can dull, not Cicero with lines and lines Of puzzling Latin oratory, no! Nor Euclid with his axioms and such, Nor To But even Chemistry, the greatest threat those in their eleventh year of school. as we meet to call the roll, we note That but three-fourths our number have returned To join the ranks as Juniors. Well, heigh-ho! Each to her own vocation! 'Tis our lot To follow. with God's help. the happy road That leads to graduation-and the prize! We gird ourselves with all the benefits, The spiritual graces of the S. S. C., And sally forth to cope with Cataline And his conspirators. Persistently Do we apply ourselves, till fundamentals Are soundly drilled into our willing heads. Then as the days grow shorter, and the dusk Falls sooner o'er broad heaven's mantle, we Respond to our athletic tendencies. And With the aid of Mrs. Rentz, our coach, We gain admittance to a League, for girls, Of Catholic High Schools. Soon we win renown As powerful opponents. We defeat The many teams we meet, and only two Show their superiority, and block The way to district championship! Our work Has merited for us a free-day and The Football Banquet, which for the first time Within the history of Redeemer High. Is given for both boy and girl athletes! Our minds developed with our bodies: hence Page Thirty-six

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Home Study Good books are to the young what the Warming sun and refreshing rain of sprlng are to the sccds whith havc lnin dormant in the frosts of XVlI1lCI',H'flUFllL'i' Mann. Honor Students i fn I . , I Sealed: M. Tucker, A. Richter. E. Madden, V. Liptow, M. Kerwin. Slanding: 1. Maz, F. Dalton, H. Koche, C. Piggolt, E. Paddock, W. McKeown, J. Kilbane Page Thirlyfeight