Ionia High School - Ionian Yearbook (Ionia, MI)

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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.

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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.”

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- 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