Keokuk High School - Comment Yearbook (Keokuk, IA)

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THE COMMENT iiflllurn BEULAH Weir A rosy Hush low on the eastern sky, The murmur of all life at break of day, The brightening glow as speed the minutes on, And then a golden beam, the sun's first ray. 'Till now our lives have been a rosy dawn, A promise ofthe fair day that's to be, But now the care of Phoebus 'gins its state Upon the shores of Upportunity. The promised day is fair but who can know What clouds may gather on the horizon? What thunder peals may rock the very skies? What mists may rise and blot away the sun? But let us not forget the sun is there And shining bright, e'en though the clouds be gray Without the rain the earth would be a waste Of desert sands-alike from day to day. Mere worldly storms are sent to try menls souls, A life of ease neler gave a hero might, And never was a cloud so black and dark But had a lining fair, of silver bright. Oh let us live! and living, say we do Our homely tasks, our part in life, our share Of good for those, our laboring fellow-men, Who, struggling at our side would have us there. So let us live that when the sun is set And twilight 'gins to glimmer o'er the plain, The sun's last rays will turn the clouds to gold- And may we know we labored not in vain.

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HE COMMENT CHARLO'1 1'1i WH1'l'lV1AK51-1 Our pedagogue who has al- ready had an olfer of a position. She is a calm quiet yet jolly youngster and we wish her all success and know from our ex- perience that her pupils will all like her. Miss Teacher am 1 but my studious look ls most often hidden quite deep in a book- 1 like agriculture and all kinds of science And some extra credits show my close appliance. HAROLD WR1UH'1' A country boy who has made us all wish that we could claim hign as Keokuk's own. Quiet yet lively, a good specimen ot a high school boy. Of course J. ani right you know by my name, As names do not change, 1 am always the sanieg 1 live to the northward of this busy city, So now 1 must leave but 1 think it's a pity.

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THE COMMENT 29 H1SToRY or THE CLASS or 1915 ln the space that is allotted for the history of the class of 1915, the largest as Well as the most noted class ever graduated from dear old K. H. S., we realize that it would be impossible to cover the four years of our most marvelous course here, without eliminating all events but those which are of the greatest importance, and which most concern.,and interest those assembled here this morning. The fol- lowing, therefore, will be a short sketch of the events occurring during the four years of the high school career of this most illustrious class. On the morning of September 6, 1911, we made our triumphal entry into the portals of this noted institution. There is not a boy in the- class, who will not give testimony that the time honored custom of kicking the freshmen had not at that time been abandoned. But during the next few weeks we were gradually healed of our many wounds, band at the same time were filled with the importance that we were a part of this great organization. Even at this period of our infancy we entered into the athletics of the school with an energy that gave much promise of great things to come. Crane, a now important member of our class, made sub to the football team that very fall, and showed ability which caused much anticipation of the place which he held in football three years later. Sevefal weeks passed during which time we became accustomed to our new position and environment. That strange, lost feeling havinil worn off we decided to give our Hrst class party. Cn Qctober 31 we were invited to the first of a series of Halloween hayracks to the home of Hubert Boyce. We left Fifth and Grand Avenue at seven o'clock and immediately began the fun that was destined to continue until about two-thirty the following A. M. On arriving at our desti- nation every one entered into the spirit of the occasion and you will be shocked to hear that matching pennies proved .a most popular form of amusement. Later in the evening we all enioyed a delicious oyster stew, but it is rumored that one Frank T-Tarshman received a double ration of oysters owing to the generosity of a certain kind maiden of the class. We started home about twelve o'clock a tired but happy bunch of Freshmen. Nothing more of importance happened during the year, and in the spring we settled down to our studies with a determination to show the faculty that we were no sluggards and that we had an eye to business as well as pleasure.