Hutchinson Central High School - Calendar Yearbook (Buffalo, NY)

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THE CALENDAR 9 With tears unbidden that we can but shed, We now bid thee farewell. But as we part We heed thy teachings, and thy name shall be A constant echo and a light, as on We mount the steep and thorny paths which lead Through quest and toil to peace and happinessg We know the cherished friends from whom we part Will ever be like to the stars that gem The heavens bright, changeless and fair. Yet in departure let us dry our tears, Look to our future goal, decide the road By which to gain that end, for always thy Wisdom, our loved Alma Mater, shines like A light which sheds its rays serene and pure Brightening the path unknown. So exultantly We go, attended by the vision splendid. VINCENT D1 PASQUALE. Class History An old Indian chief, a graduate of Carlisle College, dons the regalia of his ancestors and narrates the history of a famous tribe. PROLOGUE. Should you ask me, whence these stories? Whence these legends and traditions, With the odors of the forest, With the curling smoke of wigwams, With the rushing of great rivers, With their frequent repetitions, And their wild reverberations As of thunder in the mountains? 5 I should answer, I should tell you, From the forests and the prairies, From the great lakes of the Northland, From the land of the Ojibways, From the land of the Dacotahs From the mountains, moors, and fenlands, From the lips of Nawadaha The musician, the sweet singer.

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8 THE CALENDAR Response Members ofthe Class of 1929: Encouraged and inspired by your example, we, the Junior Class are now about to assume Senior responsibilities. As you turn your precious charge over to our care, we feel like new sentries taking on the duties of the watch. ALMA MATER, on to victory, is our pass-word. . Class of 1929, we will keep guard. All's Well. EARL W. ANDERSON President of Junior Class. Class Poem Come ye, and of thy Alma Mater sing, Come bearing laurels, garlands, flowers fair, To deck her walls and strew her spacious grounds, That far and wide our steadfast love be sung. For lo, the destined day draws quickly nigh, The sad event which every heart doth rend. 'Tis hard to take last leave of thee we love, Within whose walls have ever been in all Our grief, solace, delight in all our joysg Whose wide-swung doors are gates that daily ope Unto Elysium's ethereal realms, Wherein wise shepherds ever kindly lead Their flocks to pastures rich, and also guide Them to the clear Pierian spring hidden In this empyreal demesne. Within Thy walls we have but' four short seasons dwelt, Now must we hence, it grieves our hearts. Yet is our sorrow in departing thus Assuaged for happy memories of these Fleeting days will bless our later years. Thou gracious mother, constant star of learning, Emblazed hast our souls with vivid flames: To live rich lives for our content, to serve Our fellows. With a high resolve to work To right the wrong and to uphold the right, Ever to keep our faith with every man, And often pause to ponder truths eternal.

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10 THE CALENDAR Ye, whose love of wild traditions, Of the songs of ancient races, Stirs your souls with utmost pleasure To retrace that former nation 3 Thru the years of hoary ages, In the shadow of thick forests, Mid the whirling winds of Autumn In the dales beneath huge mountains Listen to this ancient legend. Ye, who love a nation's legends, Love the ballads of a people That like voices from. afar off, Call to us to pause and listen, Speak in tones so plain and childlike Scarcely can the ear distinguish Whether they are sung or spoken 3- I.isten to this Indian legend, To this song of Indian peoples. Many, many years ago, in the dense part of a thick forest inhabited by a few buffaloes, lived some poor, dejected tribes of Indians. Again and again, they im- plored the Great Spirit to aid them, for they were lost in darkness fignorancej. Time wore on. Their war paint was wearing off, they needed new skins for clothing and new game fhigher educationj for food. Finally, determined in their efforts to escape, they moved away fgrammar school graduationsj and set out to seek a new and a more plentiful forest Chigh schoolj. They traveled a weary way and at last came upon the Goenos Gandata, the largest camp QHutchinsonQ, where dwelt a tribe of Indians renowned far and wide for courage and skill. Strange as it may seem, their big chief CML Thomasj invited the Wanderers to come into the camp. After the ceremonies of alliance Qfirst as- sembliesj, the weak Indians were supplied with new tepees fstudyroomsj and were given new weapons Qbooksl. W'ith these they were handed wampum belts on which were written taboos or laws which were not to be violated while they remained in the new camp QBrown and Blue booksj. Thus, under the guidance of the wise men and the skilled warriors of the tribe fteachersj, they began to train with the others, receiving primary instructions in hunting Qfor factsj, shooting at far targets Qfor marksj, and fishing Cfor informationj. Clan meetings fclassesj were announced. These experiences were difhcut for them at first, but, little by little, they became accustomed to the new camp and joined the rest in a great victory celebration CColumbia Cup Victory, October 1925j. Day after day they faithfully trained, for the yearly hunt was approaching. After extensive preparation, they went out to look for big game fexamsj, quite confident in their preparedness to overcome the ferocious beasts. However, few returned with good luck, since a great many lost their skill and shot at random. After the long and bewildering season fspring semesterj many were glad to take a prolonged rest QSummer vacation, June '26D.