Johnston City High School - Cardinal Yearbook (Johnston City, IL)

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J. C. T. H. S. The Cardinal 1HalehirIn1'g .7-Xhhreaa IU. GI. U. EH. 53. 1921 It has been said that the saddest of all sad words is farewell, and to me has fallen the painful lot of tonight speaking that word to our teachers, our friends, and our class- mates. There is something in that word, some mystic cord stretching back into the days gone by, memories of other scenes of joy, of pleasant events. of friendship, that puts forth its hand and says. even as the French said when they faced the German host at The Battle of the Marne, with their homes. their familes, and their country behind them, Thou shalt not pass. All the petty wrangles and strifes, the acts of narrow- mindedness, fade into oblivion and are swallowed up by that wonderful healer of wounds, forgetfulness. But yet. is it farewell? No! Such bonds of friendship are not so easily broken. No one would dare by that one brief word to snap asunder all the ties that bind us. Fidelity would not suffer it. Fidelity is the one word that softens that harsh sound. for we know that when we part that that mysterious power will draw us back. That is the word which bushes the wailing of the bereaved parent, or wife. or child, that knowledge that somewhere in the dim distant regions that that power is caus- ing the departed to carefully watch over and protect. The man who is not faithful to his ideals and his friends, discovers too late his mistake and faces ruin, disaster, and oblivion. Scott says of fidelity: Breathes there a man with soul so dead, VVho never to himself hath said. 'This is my own, my native land? Wfhose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As homeward his footsteps he hath turned From wandering on a foreign strand? If such there breathe, go mark him well: For him no minstrel rapturcs swellg High though his titles. proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim: Despite those titles, power. and pelf, The wretch conccntered all in self. Living, shall forfeit fair renown. And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust, from whence he sprung. Unwept, unhonored, and unsung. History recalls no more odious character than judas Iscariot. The treachery of Brutus is chronicled in a thousand ballads. Wie read of Benedict Arnold and scoff more than at Lord Cornwallis. VVe read of the infidelity of the French spy at VVaterloo and despise him while for Napoleon we have the greatest admiration. XVashington lives in our memory because he was faithful to our struggling republic, Lincoln because he was faithful to that idea that all men are created equal, and so may you and I live in the years to come, if we make the motto of the marines ours, Semper Fidelisf' In the world, treachery hides its hideous face under the mantle of fidelity, for who would openly look upon and be identified with the distorted features of treachery? Many times have you not met a person and 'felt that there was something in his character that was missing? Have you not read of the charitable deeds of some of the wealthy and felt that this was only the hush-money given to an accursed conscience-a drowning man grasping a straw? Have you not read of the laws offered by many a statesman and felt that they were only an outward manifestation? Somethingwsome subtle sixth sense told you that the motives of these people were selfish. that they were using charity to cover a multitude of sins. That mysterious something that was missing was fidelity. These men were not true to their God, their country, nor to themselves. Many nations have become powerful with the motto, Semper Fidelisf' No people were ever more devoted to their country than the ancient Greeks, Romans, and Carthagin- ians. Each city in its day was the pride of all the world. Each in its turn departed from the time-worn paths of its fathers and now onl3:,a heap of dust and names sung by poets tell of their ancient fame. Only slight mounds of earth mark the place where once ' 23

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The Cardinal J, C, T, H, S, proud banners Hoated, where pranced cohorts splendid in battle array, where fair ladies were wooed by brave warriors, where statesmen of the highest order were reared. And so has our nation become great and powerful. We have been true to the ideas that all men are created equal, that no man may be deprived of his right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness, but so may we fall, even as other nations have fallen, if we depart from these principles. It is therefore the duty of every American citizen to pledge himself to the maintenance of these ideals, that this government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth,'l and that this government under God shall have a new birth of freedomfl ' The best way to maintain these ideals is by education. Ignorance is the close com- panion of all evil. By education and .only by education may our future citizens be made to realize the responsibility that restsupon them. Every nation in the world today looks to us for guidance. A declaration of war by our government brings terror to the tyrant and causes his throne to tremble and fall, and to maintain this place in the sun,'l is our duty. 1 I And thus if a man is trueqto himself, his family, his,country, and his God, he will have carried out Bryant's admonition when he said: 1 1' So live that when thy summons comes to join , The innumerable caravan, which moves, ,' To that mysterious realm, where each shall take f His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry slave at night, ' Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed, . By an unfaltering trust approach thy grave, ' f Like one who wraps the drapery 'of his couch about him, And lies down to pleasant dreams. ' . ' To the School Board 'and Patrons. It is with a heart full of gratitude that I wish to extend the thanks of the Class of '21 toiyou for your kindness, for your untiring labor, and for your patronage. VVe wish to thank you for the wonderful building we have had for our work, for the splendid corps of teachers we have had. XIVC know that mere words cannot express our real feeling and realizing this and our duty, we take-upon ourselves the rcspon'sibility of proving to you that as the cloak of citizenship falls from your shoulders to ours, that we will be true and loyal citizens and will never' cease to try to make our school, our town, our state, and our country the greatest in the world. To Our Beloved Instructors. As I look. possibly for the last time, into your faces and attempt to express the indebtedness of our class to you, I find that I cannot do it. Four years ago we entered High School, sthirsting for knowledge, and 'you led us to her fount and said, 'LDrink. But you did more than that. You helped, us to see the light. You have been more than instructors. You have been our friends, kind and true. Wfhen our feet left the straight road which leads to that beacon, knowledge, you gently led us back. Wfhen we stumbled, you aided us to rise, and I can now only say Goodbye, Good Luck, and May God Bless You. - Dear Alma1Mater. To you we bid a last farewell. No more will your halls echo to our footsteps. No more will your silent redoubts of learning look down upon us in a friendly morning greeting. Strange faces will have taken our places but nothing can ever take that place in our hearts which,you hold. A school is represented not by its buildings, not by its Faculty, but by its graduates and we will ever striye to maintain your well earned fame. Fellow Classmates. For four long years we have expectantly and impatiently looked forward to this day. XVe have thought and planned what we would do, and yet when I find that dream realized, when I have finished those years there ishan impenetrable veil of sadness which envelops me. Through our years of High School we have faced the same problems, we have met and overcome the same difhculties, we have had common sorrows and common joys and now we face the parting of the ways. Some will go one way, some another, some perhaps to the highest pinnacle of fame, some perhaps to the lowest depths of despair, but all roads be they high or low, eventually lead to the same place, the grave, and when we, for the last time look upon this world, may our thoughts be not of our strenuous life out in the busy world, but of our happy High School days, and may those memories so hll our hearts that we may smile andfwith a satisfied look say Fare- well, Fare-thee-well. THOMAS JEAN ROBERTS. 24