Kouts High School - Kostang Yearbook (Kouts, IN)

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cPigt thirteen r Class cPoem Louis, our Class President of renown. In class meetings has caused many a frown. Please come to order, he’d say with a grin. “Then in the end we surely can win. Now, there is Clara, who can’t ho surpassed. For in height she stands at the head of the class. A girl we could not do without. ( Mir Vice-President she is. don’t douht. For being little she has won much fame. And as the Secretary she signs her name If ever any girls have fun. I’m sure Florence is the one. Louise Kosanke. with permanent smile. Our Treasurer she has been all the while. In doing her duty on her de| cnd. And you will find a sincere friend. Then there is Alice we chose for our poet. Who often makes rhymes, as doubtless you know it. After searching long for words that will rhyme. She writes them all if she only has time. ( ur class, as you have seen. Has worked hard as any machine. We have studied hard in the past. So have gained our goal at last. We have waited so long for this wonderful date And now we’re going to graduate. In the near future our fortunes to gain. Working them over and over again I Gone are the joys of High School days. Preparing ourselves for untrod ways. Trusting the future for what is best. We onward move with renewed zest. To our friends remaining wc wish success. And always stick to the K. H. S. For all difficulties have wc overcome — To beat us you’ll have to go some. When wc leave the Kouts High School, No more to keep the Golden Rule. Our wish to teachers kind and true Is to remain good friends with you. Alice H. Kruell, T6.

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Vtgt t’Ofthte Senior Class History We arc Seniors” we say with pride in our hearts, for Time has indeed borne us with swift wings through htc four successful years of our High School life. It really docs not seem four years since we were graduated front grammar school and entered High School. At first we hardly dared think of any- thing save our bewildering German, algebra and several other subjects. The unfamiliar work and our awe of the higher classes, especially the Seniors, made us a trifle shy at first. Rut. alas! We soon recovered our spirits and began to ask questions and make ourselves seen and heard everywhere. I know we looked like Freshmen; everybody said we acted like Freshmen. Well—we were Freshmen. But when we l ecamc the Sophomore Class we lost a little of our old spirit and became a trifle wiser( ?). Indeed, we even held the new Freshman Class in contempt. They were stich lttbies! We continued our study of German and English and took up two or three new subjects. One especially, which nearly overcame us, was Geometry. After almost every sentence that we uttered in this class Mr. Alexander would say, “Now, please prove what yott have said.” And just about that time our tongues would cleave to the roofs of our mouths and we knew that we were “in for it. Upon entering our Junior year wc indeed began to feel that we were getting somewhere. So, with the help of our ever- rcady teachers, we climbed a little higher on the path to success and tried to fit ourselves for the business of being Seniors. Now. with the | assing of another year, we find ourselves on the rung of life's ladder that marks the end of our high school life. We realize that we owe a good |»rt of our success in our work to our instructors, who have always been so helpful and considerate. It is not without a little pang that we leave our high school, for the days spent within its walls have been very happy, and hold for us memories that will never be forgotten. The future lies before us and it remains for us to make it what it ought to Ik , but we are not afraid, and step forward with the brightest of ho| cs and the best resolutions. Florence M. Boedkker, '16.

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