Ionia High School - Ionian Yearbook (Ionia, MI)

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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.”

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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.