Ionia High School - Ionian Yearbook (Ionia, MI)

Text from Pages 1 - 32 of the 1921 volume:

oarJ� , Jfcurulty anil Class Officers BOARD OF EDUCATION R. A. Hawley...........................................President W. Y. Templeton........................................Secretary Ray E. Curtis..........................................Treasurer George W. Moulton........................................Trustee Mrs. Gertrude Page.......................................Trustee FACULTY A. A. Rather.......................................Superintendent Lloyd Smith ............................................Principal Opal Brown ...............................................English Julia McCune .............................................English Mary E. Curtiss.............................Latin and Mathematics Ola Hartshorn..............................French and Mathematics John Kantner ............................Science and Mathematics Walter A. Wood........................................Agriculture P'rank W. Dalton........................Mathematics and Athletics Elizabeth Bush ...........................................History Fercival Angove .................................Manual Training Frances Overhiser.......................Domestic Science and Art Josephine Long ........................................Commercial Oti 11 i a Felch ............................................S ec retary Willard Meader Lois Harwood Neva Case Ewald Schaffer CLASS OFFICERS .....President Vice-President ..... Secretary . .. .Treasurer ditior Claes 2Roll Reva E. Allen George B. Alliason Russell A. Ammon Grace Margaret Anderson Robert H. Bills Nancy E. Beattie Beatrice B. Boynton Berger N. Carlson Neva Marjorie Case Maurice F. Catt Neenah Conner Elmer L. Dalton S. Ardis Davam Doris M. Dilley Helen M. Dumper L. Gayle Galloway Esther Harrington Lois L. Harwood Harold J. Harwood Elmore L. Haynor Emily May Hines Hazel M. Hummel Alice Lorraine Humphrey Adeline Y. Kendig Marian L. Lehman Sada E. Little Eva M. Lyle Esther B. Lyle Lela Muck Marguerite L. Marchbank Willard J. Meader Gertrude M. Myers Helen E. Nichols Lois M. Normington Margaret A. Nowland Leona M. Palmer Hazel M. Patrick Vernice E. Peabody Mildred M. Reeder Ewald E. Schaffer George W. Scully Marie M. Seidelman Reta I. Smith Cassie E. Sparks Ruth A. Stout Hester L. Thompson Clare A. Wheaton Arleigh E. Wingrove Irma Winslow Dorothy H. Young Mildred Vohlers Neva case LStyle Galloway fmfy Hints OMfrke B.Boyntoi v- Lois Normington Hazel M. Patrick Nancy r.jtotH MH Ewald E. Schaffer TREASURER SECRETARY Il8rd. J. Header president Lo« Harwood •VICE PRES Berger Carlson la LiM Mildred Vohlero George B. Allteon SJaeralaureate Exercises for the (Sraimatutg (Elaoo of 1921 at the iOett|oMBt Episcopal ©fyurclj 3June 19, 7=30 n’rlnrk 1. Triumphal March Mrs. Edward C. Bloomer 2. Hymn No. 180 Congregation 3. They That Trust in the Lord Miss Adgate Mr. Wood Mrs. Fox Mr. Angove 4. Scripture Lesson 5. Prayer 6. The Way, the Truth, the Life 7. Be Thou, 0 God C. E. Van Laer Miss Adgate Mr. Wood Mrs. Fox Mr. Angove 8. Hymn No. 21...........................................Methodist Hymnal 9. Benediction ...............................................Rev. Stressman 10. Festival March ...........................................Read Mrs. Edward C. Bloomer Claas Say ?£xerrtaps HUtglj cljool Campus 3®rJ� neafcag, June 22, at 9 o’clock 1. (a) Annual Oak Leaf Chain Processional. .Wheaton’s Orchestra (6) Selection by..........................Wheaton’s Orchestra 2. Twilight Serenade......................................Gardner Mixed Chorus Class of ’21 3. Salutatory ..................................Beatrice Boynton 4. Class History .................................Mildred Vohlers Prophecy ....................................Dorothy Young 6 Will ............................................Elmer Dalton 7. Selection ................................Wheaton’s Orchestra 8. President’s Address..........................Willard Meader 9. Class Poem......................................Robert Bills 10. Gleam, Gleam, O Silver Stream.....................Faye, P. de Girls’ Chorus Class of ’21 11. Giftorian Address.............................Gayle Galloway 12. Valedictory ................................ Lois Normington 13. Class Song. .Adeline Kendig, Alice Humphrey, Harold Harwood 14. America ...............................................Audience Salutatory Beatrice Boynton To the Faculty and School Board of the Ionia High school, to our parents and many friends, we, the class of nineteen hundred and twenty-one, extend a most hearty welcome. Our success means noth- ing to us unless we can share the happiness with those who have encouraged us in our tasks and their accomplishment. During the past four years we have been enjoying the many benefits and pleasures afforded us through the generous sacrifice of those about us. Now has come the time to show our appreciation, in a more concrete way than mere gratitude. We have come to a com- paratively very important point in our life figuratively speaking, our Kadesh-barnea. But let us not falter at this point as did the Israelites on their journey to the Land of Promise. For the time, they allowed them- selves to think only of material things when they should have been all-absorbed in the lofty, spiritual life which awaited them, had they not lost their faith. The vision of the Promised Land was before them, but their sight was blurred by the immediate wants. Their example is ever present with us. May we, as classmates, keep our ideals lofty, vision clear, and hearts open to the guidance of a pure conscience. Now that we have reached our Kadesh-barnea, we must be more observant, more careful of the choice we make for our next step in the preparation of our life work. We must not ravenously seize the first opportunity which comes to us without first reviewing it in all its phases. Will it bring us the success we wish for or the regret which will fill our whole lives? One false step is sufficient to ruin our future. After we have made our choice, if it is perhaps the best, we have only taken the initiatory step toward the top of the ladder. There are many places where we are subject to fall. Our task may become so difficult that we feel we can go no further and will return prac- tically to where we started, because we do not feel equal to the responsibilities before us. Everyone wishes for success. Let us not, then, even as much as turn our head toward the easy things we have left behind us in our climb. The Israelites wished to enter the Land of Promise Which meant so much to them, but when they were within only a few miles of their great Desire they lost their Opportunity for forty long years, because they lost faith in their ability to overcome the obstacles which con- fronted them, before they could enter the Promised Land. Those forty years of waiting were wearisome to the Israelites but it taught the great lesson of patience: that they must show themselves worthy of their success. As a result of this mistake many were doomed to die without even entering the land at all. So we cannot attain our success without working for it. We shall find many trials before us, some which will seem almost insur- mountable, but we must expect this. The most rugged and difficult paths often lead to the most charming spots. The path of Life is rugged and steep but the satisfaction of having traversed it through doubt, discouragement, and perhaps many little failures, and having reached the goal of our success, is worth the sacrifice. Heretofore, most of our decisions have been made for us, but from now on our future depends wholly on our own decisions and the way in Which we carry them out. Inspired by the noble success of our forefathers who left us such high ideals, strengthened by the interest everyone about us have in our success, and encouraged by the thought of what our success will mean to future generations, we can hardly leave High School without feeling, in a measure, that we must and will succeed in justice to ourselves as well as those who have ever had our interests at heart. It is with this sincere feeling of pride because we are here today, of hope for the future and what it holds for us, that we welcome you who have been so helpful to us in the past. Class History Mildred Vohlers Memories! How they come steaiing back no matter how hard we strive to drive them away. Let one little thought of the past enter our minds and, in spite of everything we can do, other thoughts will come, bringing visions of yesterday as clearly as though they had happened today. When we of 1921 turn our thoughts back to September, 1917, it is with many and varied feelings. That date marks a distinct epoch in our lives, for it was then we entered High School, coming at last to a full realization of our dreams. In that September one hundred students entered the High School, the largest class ever banded together for work, play and friendship in our beloved institution. We were not to be disappointed with our High School days, for they were full of activity. In that first year great advancement in learning and true scholarship was made. The title of “Freshman” was bestowed upon us, but most of us failed to appreciate it. Everything was different and those who came through that first year were certainly capable of finishing the course, for it was found to be no easy task. Some dropped out, others fought a losing fight, while those of us who succeeded in finishing the course are prepared to reap the reward. With the pleasures of summer still fresh in our minds we came back to the High School in the fall of 1918. Our prospects were bright, for we were ready and eager for our school-days tasks. As president of our Sophomore year we chose Arleigh Wingrove, who proved an able leader, and when in June wre saw another class graduated from the High School, we seemed nearer than ever to our goal. Then came the Junior year, with its problems, joys and possibil- ities and each year seemed more promising than the previous one. The first and most difficult days of our course were over, and we were to make the final attempt. During the Junior year Clare Wheaton was chosen President of the class and many were the good times under his leadership. As our third year drew to a close our thoughts turned more and more to the future, and as our horizon was broadening we could see more clearly that goal towards which we were striving. Just one short vacation period, and then those who had enough wit and perseverance became full fledged Seniors. Willard Meader proved a capable leader for our Senior year, which has proved the crowning one of our High School life. No class history is complete without due praise of the athlete, and the class of ’21 has been especially favored in this respect. In every line of athletics members of this class were found in the front rank. During the past four years, out of our class of 51 students, 12 boys and 7 girls have taken active part in some form of athletics. Many have been the battles gloriously fought and won for the honor of the Blue and White. Out of the four years of our high school life our basket ball girls have won the county championship three times, thus placing the shield permanently in the possession of our Alma Mater. The boys, too, in our four years, have made a record well worth while, having won the football championship twice and basket ball championship once, and winning the annual field meet by a big score. Then, too, there were the social activities of our school days, necessary to happiness in every walk of life. Each year added its list of parties and social gatherings. Although a fewer number were held during our Freshman days, still they mean much to us. Our Sophomore year saw more parties. Prominent among these was the class picnic at Baldwin lake. In our Junior year the climax was reached. We had roasts, hikes, maple sugar parties, and just parties, each with its never-to-be-forgotten incidents. The last event of the Junior year was the picnic at Crystal Lake. During our Senior year we had less time for social functions, but those we had were well worth while. The result of these parties has been to make fast life- long friends. But our pleasures were not in parties alone, for our societies played a big part in our school life. Of these are the Athenaeum, a girls’ literary society, to which nearly all the girls of the high school belonged and of which six members of the class have been officers. The Health and Order League served as a great help in the physical development of the girls of the school, and our class has furnished two presidents for these organizations. One of the largest events in the year of these societies was the girls’ conference, held on the campus of the Ionia High School, May 21, 1921. Delegations from all the high schools of the county were present, and a great deal was learned along educational and recreational lines, from the many well- known women who instructed us. It was the first conference of its kind in our city, and the girls of Ionia High School are proud to have been the first to start this good plan, which we hope will continue in the future. The boys’ society, the Phalanx, added much along literary and debating lines for the boys. Two members of this class took their places on the debating team and during our Freshman and Sopho- more years two of our members won first honors in the declamatory contest. One of the most popular events of the Senior year wa3 the class play, “At the End of the Rainbow.” It was a splendid success socially, financially, and demonstrated that the class of ’21 had mem- bers possessing real dramatic ability. We feel that we have accomplished much in the last four years, and although it was up to each of us, by earnest striving, to succeed, still we have been more certain of success because of the inspiration of our many friends. Our Wednesday morning assemblies have accomplished much in this respect, for college presidents, professors, lawyers, ministers, doctors and business men in their talks have urged us to seek the worth while things of life. Even greater than these, however, have been the influences of our instructors. More than one pupil, almost ready to give up the fight, has gone on because of his teacher’s encouragement and has realized success at last. They have had no easy task instructing us, and though at times it has required courage and self-sacrifice we have never heard them complain. When the time came to give the honors to the students of the class who attained the highest average for the four years of their high school career, it was discovered that fifteen students were elig- ible for the Senior scholastic honors. This is an exceptionally large number and we are indeed proud of the brilliant work of our colleagues. The class of ’21 is in reality a war class, for we entered school in the same year that America so nobly took up her part in the world war. And so while thousands of brave American lads were laying down their lives for us, we were at home doing as best we could our small part. When the call for the Victory Pledge came the class, then in its Sophomore year, gave two hundred dollars. Through the Patri- otic League also a good work was carried on, the girls in this league doing everything possible, from knitting to making scrap books. So, as we look back over the last four years we find that this class has been in every type of High School work and play. Nor will the accomplishment of our efforts ever leave us, for here have been laid the foundation for future success, and lifelong friendships have been formed. And now the class of 1921, the proudest class which ever graduated from dear old I. H. S., is about to say goodbye, and as we leave we are determined to keep our motto always before us: “The Horizon Widens aa We Climb.” Class JJroplymj Dorothy Young I. A bit of magic in the air, A gleam of evening dew, A timid knock at memory’s door Brings dreams, school-days, of you. II. In those days of joy, and work, and fun. Which were to us worth while, We made bright plans for future days In the round of our school-life’s dial. III. Those happy friendships now are past; But ah! ’tis ever so, I wish I might those voices hear And see those faces I used to know. IV. Says a fairy’s voice, “Thy humble wish I freely grant to thee. This mantle don and come with me, Those classmates you shall see.” V. In a moment more we’ve crossed the sea. What is this? Cape Colony. Where pirates’ gold has long been hid We find the Harwoods, three. VI. Here’s Harold, and Lois, and Nancy, too. They’re seeking treasures old. With which to build a mansion fine On Union Hill, I’m told. VII. In deepest iungle next we see Gayle Galloway so mild, Converting wicked heathen folks, With his wife, once Eva Lyle. VIII. We northward go and up the Nile, To Alexandria fair, Where libraries so long renowned Are in Margaret Nowland’s care. IX. And now from sunny Italy’s hills, Below us there we gaze, Where Grace, with paint and brush in hand Attempts Italian haze. X. In gay Paree Mil Vohlers Caine, Who once was pal of mine, In satin, sable, and jewels is found, A lady now, real fine. XI. A drama that we witness here, With our play can’t compete; Though Vemice is the leading star, Gayle isn’t at her feet. XII. On come some dances of such grace, Can I believe my eyes ? There’s Haynor, Boynton, Wingrove, yes, And Dilley; I’m surprised! XIII. Across the British Channel now At London we arrive, Where our ambassador each day To justly work doth strive. XIV. ’Tis Elmer Dalton, and his clerk, Who works with such great speed, Is Irma Winslow. To be sure Our class seems to succeed. XV. Where Edinburgh in sunshine lies, ’Mong ruins old we find Our Robert Bills still writing verse, The touching, serious kind. XVI. George Scully is in Ireland, And labors long, and works O’er weighty Irish problems, Which he will never shirk. XVII. And Ardis, too, thinks Ireland great, And loves nobility, For there’s an English baronet Who courts her constantly. XVIII. But in all the world there is no land So great, so dear to me, As that discovered in ’92, To which we cross the sea. XIX. Here’s Mayor Meader’s New York home. We all knew he’d succeed. The president of our worthy class Has won great fame, indeed. XX. Miss Hazel Patrick and her chum, Miss Helen Nichols fair, Have here, in best society, Become a wondrous pair. XXI. Down Wall Street Russell Ammon struts, A man now in his prime, And in his bank is Esther Lyle, Industrious all the time. XXII. From New York’s bustling, busy streets We go to Washington, Where all the work of governing Our populace is done. XXIII. Our president’s home is ably served By butler Maurice Catt; And Hazel Hummel, who’s a maid, Remarks he's getting fat. XXIV. Miss Marguerite Marchbank is a typist And Marian Lehman, too. They both are climbing to the top, Ambitious girls, ’tis true. XXV. In Congress Lois Normington With power doth declaim; She’s our senator from Michigan, And winning quite a name. XXVI. And Reva Allen, too, we find, With much ability, Inspecting weights and measures here, The “Peck” especially. XXVII. Clare Wheaton with the American League In Cleveland plays today; I joy to see him pitch those curves The good old Wheaton way. XXVIII. Next down Chicago’s streets we stray Upon our happy way, To Harrington’s Opera House we go To see a wondrous play. XXIX. Here Hester Thompson first appears, Who sings in tones more clear Than you the lark at break of day Could ever chance to hear. XXX. Another voice in song rings out, Triumphantly and sweet, ’Tis Adeline Kendig singing still, Her joy in life complete. XXXI. Mildred Reeder and Cassie Sparks And also Lela Muck Responsible positions hold With the firm of Sears-Roebuck. XXXII. And now we’re off to Wisconsin To the university To hear a speech by Emily Hines On “Life’s Diversity.” XXXIII. Here’s Sada Little and Gertrude Myers, These girls I’m glad to see, They’re travelling salesladies of worth, They demonstrate to me. XXXIV. In Utah dwells our Doctor Case, And Dr. Conner, too, Whose famous sanitorium They kindly show me through. XXXV. Fair Alice Humphrey gives great talks, Throughout United States; Ruth Stout’s her business manager, And fixes all the dates. XXXVI. Where mountain cliffs and canons mark The West, but half reclaimed, George Alliason’s great flocks of sheep Are fast becoming famed. XXXVII. In a school up in Dakota’s hills, Two teachers fame have won, They’re Helen D. and Reta Smith Of the class of ’21. XXXVIII. A builder of vast reservoirs, In which spring floods to store, Is Ewald Schaffer of our team, Who helped to pile up scores. XXXIX. And now we journey home once more, But what is this I see? For surely this is Central School Right where it used to be. XL. But what fine structure have we here ? This surely is a dream. But “No,” the fairy says, “ ’tis true, A high school new you see.” XLI. And now there are surprises still. Here’s Berger, I declare! The superintendent of the schools. All smiles despite his cares. XLII. Leona Palmer and Marie, Upon the Freshie’s floor. Strive hard to rule and not be cruel; They’ll struggle ever more. XLIII. But now at last the time has come, When fairies must away, For yonder comes the morning light, To mark another day. Class Mill Elmer Dalton We, the Senior class of 1921 of the Ionia High School, of the city of Ionia, of the state of Michigan, being at last of sound and disposing mind and memory, and desirous of disposing of such effects as we cannot take with us on our departure into our new life, do make, declare and publish this to be our last will and testament, hereby revoking all wills or codicils of wills, by us at any time heretofore made, despite the frequent aspersions of our having, or having not made such a will. We feel most deeply the great seriousness of our task, and have prepared for it with great diligence and sincerity as to the needs of the remaining fragment that must fill our places after we shall have passed on into fame and glory. Therefore, listen, and with care! Pay heed to our words, for they are filled with wisdom and good cheer! To the Freshmen, after careful deliberation, we have decided to leave one year’s experience, and hope that they will take a much greater advantage of their opportunities in the future than they have in the past. To the Sophomores we bequeath the private interviews in Mr. Rather s office, which are sure to come, and which are always a source of inspiration to all concerned. To the Juniors we leave the Seniors’ dignity. To the Janitorial force we bequeath the whole “Jumbo” of school buildings for their own private and individual use. We further advise that these parties shall never be molested by anyone in their supervision of said buildings, either as to regulation of heat or the closing of windows, rooms, and faucets. To the whole school in general we leave the hopes and good wishes for a new school building with an up-to-date gym, including all modern conveniences. To Russell Bradley we leave all the chewing gum which he may find under the recitation seats and in the waste paper baskets. To Charles Munn, Lois Normington’s record of scholarship, for a goal to seek and obtain. To Peck and Kiester their right to continue their excellent serv- ices as yell masters for I. H. S. until someone better qualified can be found to take their places. To Bob Caine we leave the privilege of walking home with some Freshie girl, seeing that Mildred will have passed on with the dignitaries. To Ralph Meader, a pair of boxing gloves and nose guard, so that he may be able to defend himself, should ever the occasion pre- sent itself. To Zava Snow the science of domestic art so that she might become a Cook. We leave to Maurice Strong and Dudley Smith, Willard Meader’s and Ewald Schaffer’s ability as guards on the basket ball team. May Maurice and Dudley perform in the same creditable manner as these veterans have. To some Junior girl, a scholarship in the Manual Art Depart- ment, that she may be fittingly equipped to remove any doors from the building which are found to be superfluous. We leave all the magazines and picture books to the quartet: Rochester, Butler, Malone, and Udell—so that they may occupy their time during study periods. To the Health and Order League we leave the showers in the Central building, also all sanitary towels, as a reminder of an age without microbes. To Mr. Rather and Mr. Smith we wish to leave something, how- ever, and as important a trust as we may deem to confer upon them our entire good-will and gratefulness for their invaluable assistance, which we tender them with a hearty handshake. To Mr. Wood, alias “Gee Crimes,” we leave all the corns, bugs, and other forms of animal or plant life that may be found in or about the school buildings, that he may dispose of in such manner as he sees fit. Upon Mr. Angove we confer the privilege of designing and con- structing bleechers for the Athletic field, which we are sure will be appreciated as much as the score boards have been. To Mr. Kantner we bequeath the privilege of filling our places on the athletic teams with the same good judgment he has shown in the past. We leave success to those who will have the glory of fighting for the good old I. H. S. There are “I.’s” and ‘T. H. S.’s” galore for those chosen ones. To the lady teachers we leave the first choice of the coming freshmen, and sincerely hope and trust that there will be no jealousy among them as to the particular individual. To Mr. Dalton we bequeath any good material for girls’ basket ball and track that he may find in the school. Last of all we wish to leave whatever other advantages our High School offers to any student that may be desirous of using them, hoping that many will be found in the course of years that we have not discovered, and hoping also that many more of a new nature may be introduced that have been denied us. Our boundless love and respect for our Alma Mater are sure to have their good effects as we go cheerfully and hopefully into the future. In witness whereof we have hereunto set our hand and seal this 22nd day of June, in the year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred and twenty-one. THE SENIOR CLASS 1921. JJrestfrent’s Willard Meader There is an Indian legend which is told of a chief who called some of his braves together in a council and he said to them, “Over the desert and beyond the mountain there is a great sea. Go as far as you can, but return before tho morrow and bring a token of the place which you reach.” They set out eagerly at the break of day, but, while the sun was still high in the heaven, one of the braves returned and placed at the feet of his chief a piece of a cactus plant showing that he had been as far as the desert. It was just turning to darkness when the second brave returned, bringing a twig of a maple tree as a token of the foothills. It was well along into the night when the third brave returned and gave his chief a branch of a Dwarfed Oak, showing that he had reached the timberline, where only the hardiest trees are able to grow. But it was not until the next morning that the last brave returned to his chief empty-handed. His chief was sur- prised and asked, “How far have you been, where is your token?” To which the brave replied, “I have been to the summit, and I return with a vision of the great land the arising sun shining out upon the vast ocean.” Some of our number who started with us on our scholastic journey returned early from the task and stopped at the eighth grade. They have something to show for their efforts, but, comparatively speak- ing, their token is of the waste and the desert. The members of this class have pushed on to the foothills of a High School education and are now confronted with the challenge of the heights. And as we strive to reach the summit “The Horizon Widens as We Climb.” When we were Freshmen we thought we had all the knowledge that could be imparted to us. But as we passed on through our High School career we began to realize that our present achievements were small and that we must push on to a wider horizon. It is said that “Nobody has yet stood on the roof of the world. The real sky-piercers have never yet been climbed. On almost every continent the loftiest summits wrap their clouds about them and stand defiant and triumphant.” It is perhaps humiliating in these days when such wonderful inventions and discoveries are being made to find that, after all, we have not discovered everything, but it would be simply crushing if we were assured that nothing remained to be discovered. Life has a new meaning when we reflect that there are dizzy heights which have never felt the proud heel of the conqueror from the foundation of the world to the present day. Who does not experience a thrill when they realize that these heights in their desolate grandeur await the pilgrim feet of the pioneer to break all records for conquest? It is contended that the first man to ascend Mount Everest will be a greater benefactor of his race than a successful polar explorer. W e are thankful that all of the discoveries have not been made, and that the greatest heights have yet to be climbed and remain a chal- lenge to the world. The whole wide world waits as the peaks wait for the pathfinder—for the feet of the triumphant mountaineer. The discovery of America, the invention of the printing press, the telephone, wireless telegraphy, the railroads, steam navigation, the airplane, the discovery of radium, electricity, the abolition of slavery, and the marvelous progress of education are some of the tokens which have been brought back by those who have preceded us. But on the unsealed heights which lie before us are the obtaining of a universal peace, the banishment of preventive illness, abolition ot poverty and the waste of war, the doing away with illiteracy; India, China, Africa, South America, crowded countries, spacious continents are all a challenge which will precipitate the conquest of the ages. The challenge of the heights is in our ears, the pinnacles beckon, we must quit the pine-clad valleys of selfishness and press on with new vigor towards the triumphs for which all the ages have been struggling. In ascending the heights thus far we are greatly indebted to our parents, the Board of Education and the taxpayers of this city for their assistance and especially to our teachers, who have been our faithful guides. And as we go forth from this institution and from your further guidance, we hope that, as we attempt higher altitudes, we may so achieve that you will not be disappointed. Claaa postit Robert Bills. It’s time to say good-bye To our old High School here. We really want to sigh Now that parting is so near. We know what we are leaving, And what pleasure and delight We found when at our games To win we had to fight. And soon we will be parting From the friends we hold so dear; But our memories will not die For those we’ve met while here. And when the years have passed, Though we’ve strayed far away We’ll recall the faces of the friends We knew in our school days. It’s time to say good-bye To the tasks here begun; But we haven’t time for sighs; There are great deeds to be done. And some day, I am sure, That in this class of ’21 There’ll be some to reach the goal. They’ll keep fighting till it’s won. (grftatorimt Aft ress G. Galloway Classmates, Members of the Faculty, Alumni, Parents and Friends: In keeping- with a favored custom of this school, it is my happy privilege today, in behalf of the Senior Class of nineteen hundred twenty-one, to place in the hands of this cherished school and its many devoted friends a small remembrance of our high esteem and respect. We know how well books survive the passing years, and how dull this life would be without them for companions. Therefore, we think our little gift today to be one both lasting and appropriate. By it we hope to be remembered often by our many friends and especially by the present and future alumni. We have not been inspired to rival the mighty classics in these simple lines and messages; we only seek to hold for ourselves and to bring to others some of the cheer and happiness of our good school days. For twelve years v e have been passed from one grade to the next—the “hand-me-ups” of all the teachers, who have wished us on our way, some with regret and somp, of course, with pleasure. Yet in this little volume we have caught only a bit of the brightness and but few of the memories that make those years so dear to us. Our friendship for the faculty, members, and friends of Ionia High School is very keen and deep; and we hope we have merited, in a small degree at least, the confidence and well wishes so often mani- fested toward us. When at some future time you may chance to look through this little book, it is our sincere wish that it will bring to your mind some kindly thoughts of us. When we peruse its pages, in what our Prophet has told us will be happy and prosperous years, it will be with thoughts like those of that well known verse by James Whitcomb Riley: “As one who cons at evening, o’er an album all alone, And muses on the faces of the friends that he has known, So I turn the leaves of fancy till, in shadowy design, I find the smiling features of an old schoolmate of mine.” As a member of the Senior Class of nineteen hundred twenty-one I have the honor and pleasure of presenting to this school and its friends the Official Year Book of the class of 1921. $al? tct0ry Lois Normington In history only those nations and peoples are deemed worthy of extended study who have contributed most to the progress of civiliza- tion. One new idea or invention that can advance humanity a single step is worth more than the power wielded by the mightiest king or the most magnificent monument ever raised. The history of the world is repeated in our own lives. From the time we begin life our character takes shape. It is molded by our surroundings. In child hood we feel our way and every unfolding idea is to us a wonderful discovery. Home and playmates and school are modifying and developing our inherited tendencies. In youth we begin to deduce and reason. We are pliable, susceptible, and receive impressions that go far toward building character. In high school our studies give us the keys to vast storehouses of knowledge; and whatever we learn exerts its influence on our lives. Antiquity, philosophy, nature, foreign lands are full of inspir- ing examples that would all lie in darkness unless they were reached by the light of literature. We who have learned to glean the best from what we read will have this advantage, that all the experience of the past is ours and we can make use of it in whatever we do or say. Every real experience, faithfully recorded by those who know, read and remembered may prove valuable to us, whether it is learning to row a boat fom the description in Virgil, making a toy from the illustrations of catapults in Caesar, gaining interesting closings for letters from Mr. Macawber, recognizing the note of a bird from the essays of Henry Thoreau and John Burroughs, or feeling acquainted with the sounds and smells of India from reading Kipling. When our class was studying History and Caesar the World War was being fought on the ancient battlefields of western Europe. We saw the struggle of Roman civilization and the barbarian hordes— later that of the Saracens and the Christians while the armies of freedom and autocracy were battling on the same ground for world supremacy. How much greater was our understanding because of a little knowledge of the past! All our studies help in daily living. You all know how we struggled with X and Y till finally we learned their intricacies. The problem of life is to be faced in the same way. There is the known and the unknown to be handled; and if we assume facts to be true before they are so proved, confusion may result. Our mathematicsjeads to clear, orderly thinking, the kind that arrives at accurate conclusions. But this is only one of the sciences. What is a rainbow? How can a camera take a picture? Why do people wear white clothes in hot weather? Why are hills and stones? What makes a fire burn? The sciences attempt to answer these and all similar questions and isn’t it a glorious feeling to be able to explain to the little child just “what makes the wheels go ’round”? We shall always look back on the years spent in Ionia High School with pleasure. We shall never forget the pleasant associa- tions, the teachers who have been so patient and helpful, and our classmates whose daily enjoyable companionship now ends. Though we now leave this school we pass into that higher school of experi- ence, where many grades will be passed, but from which we shall never graduate. Henceforward we must remember that we have become a molding factor in our community, that we are looked up to and imitated by those younger than ourselves. It is for us to say whether we shall influence others for the right or the wrong. Surely wq shall strive to help those around us, to show them the trail marks of the Highway of Success. Some one of us may by patient pursuit of an idea discover or invent something that will be a boon to the world. Be that as it may, all can have part in making our little world better because we are in it. The final marks of success or failure are written not only in our own lives, but also in the lives of those about us, for “No life can be pure in its purpose and strong in its strife And all life not be purer and stronger thereby.” Perhaps our success will not be material gain. But think you that anyone’s efforts are w'asted? The world progresses by what the best give; what a man takes never advances progress, only what he gives does that! The way is paved with the numberless efforts of those who have worked to achieve. “It is the mystery of the unknown That fascinates us; we are children still, Wayward and wistful; with one hand we cling To the familiar things we call our own, And with the other, resolute of will, Grope in the dark for what the day will bring. And confident that what the future yields Will be the right, unless ourselves be wrong.” Class ong Adeline Kendig Harold Harwood Alice Humphrey Why the cause of all the sighing? Why the cause of looks so sad? Why the cause of looks so sad? Even now come words replying Mem'ries of the times we've had. What a jolly life we’ve led. Care and trouble we’ve defied. How our High School days have fled. Fun and study side by side. Through these four years we have had. We must leave it with a sigh. We’ll recall with cheerful hearts Mem’ries of Ionia High. Boys and girls around here singing, Near the campus singing low, Near the campus singing low, Listen to our voices ringing It is time for us to go. Here we gather now to sing Of the jolly time we’ve had; Work and care aside we fling, Whistling, singing, always glad; Till the darkness fades away, And the happy days draw nigh. We’ll recall with cheerful hearts Mem’ries of Ionia High. Thoughts of school days around us lingering As we think of days gone by; As we think of days gone by; Under oaks we now are mingling, Saying here our last good-bye. Friends, and teachers, scholars true, Troubles we have had, and fun, Hours we’ve had both bright and blue; We, the class of ’21, Bid you here a fond farewell. When our future lives we greet, Let us cheer for I. H. S. When again old friends we meet. - clfool Comm ncpmcnt program at fHotljoittot Episcopal djurtlr (Churahay Euenfng, June 23, at 8:00 o’rlork 1. March from Athelia..................By Mendelssohn Mrs. H. H. Robb 2. Invocation ......................................Bev. Garrard 3. Content ...........................................J- Parks Mr. Kantner Mr. Angove Mr. Wood Mr. Rather . Dr. Paul Voelker 4. President Olivet College 5. Sogo d’ Amor (Dream of Love) Waltz Song Bass Adgate 6. Presentation of Diplomas Supt. A. A. Rather 7 Rev. Garrard . .By Sainton-Dollv Mrs. H. H. Robb