Kutztown University - Keystonia Yearbook (Kutztown, PA)

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Class £ong (Tune: Tenting Tonight) Wc arc parting today from this our school Faint-hearted, sad and lone. Our hearts sadly beat as wc stand here today Facing the great unknown. Chorus Often have wc heard that knowledge is power Through which men attain to success. Lofty ambitions within us rise Urging us toward it strive. Parting today, in this sad hour From Alma Mater dear. Wc arc parting today, from scenes wc love And from our classmates dear. Dcducimcr; sed quo tendimus” Upon life’s rugged sea. Chorus Here with our teachers, long did wc dwell. Here were our classmates, too. Sadly wc bid our last farewell To friendships both tried and true. Sighing farewell, sighing farewell. To classmates and teachers dear. Sighing farewell, sighing farewell. To Alma Mater dear. —Luua May Brown, To.

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Jraretoell ♦ IClast Poem) This is the time of departure. Our tasks at dear Normal are ended. Out of her halls like bees from their hive we arc joyfully going. Out to the world with its trials, girded with grit and diploma. Pleasantly think we of guiding America's promising children. Pleasantly think we of home-going, parents and friends there to greet us. How we shall spend our vacation, through meadows, in mountains, on seashore. Filled are our minds so aspiring as on these thresholds we linger. Freed from the cares of reciting and worry o'er lessons unlcarn'd. Under the open sky in the odorous air of the springtime. Stand we here teachers, moulders of mind and of morals. Over our joyous departure, steals a hand darkning our pleasure. Comes then a lull in our speaking, dread thought of leaving our schoolmates. As when the venomous snake steals into the nest of the songbird. Feel we this pain in our bosoms, till we can bear it no longer. Unchecked tears blot out the vision of teachers and dear friends so near us; Deathlike the silence seems, and unbroken, save by the wrong words Spoken by one or the other to ease the pang of departing. Never again to meet every friend in such a like gath'ring Dear old School, staunch friend and true hast thou been in our trials and troubles. Many truths madest thou clear that else might have slumbered in darkness Many a time we would blindly have faltered in ignorant despair. When like a mother true, guiding the steps of her babe, did thou lead us Slowly and surely and gladly as days succeeded each other. O thou dear Normal, farewell to thee, may the kind Heaven upon thee. Shower rich blessings which fall like rain on the enrth so refreshing. Cheering the hearts of thy teachers, soothing the minds of thy students. Never shall memory forsake us. always in doubt or in trouble. Shall our thoughts turn to thy precepts taught in the years we spent with thee. Tearfully say we farewell, and lovingly, hearts true do bless thee. —Akthi'x S. DlLCXR, '15. 13

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Class tyistorp ♦ ON September 5, 1911, a number of earnest young men and women, the class of 1915, entered the Keystone State Normal School as first-year students. First, all was new and strange about us, but we soon learned to adapt ourselves to our new environment. The kind hospitality of both teachers and schoolmates soon made us feel at home. On the first Friday evening a reception was given under the auspices of the V. M. and Y. W. C. A.'s. This was another step toward friendship. For students as diligent as we were time passed rapidly. We stood irresolute in our determination to guide our course most successfully over all stormy waves that might arise in our life at Normal and tried to keep up as high a standard of scholarship in our class work as possible. Almost sooner than we could realize, three years were claimed by the past. At the end of our third year we were confronted by examinations—Faculty and State. These we all passed successfully and consequently received the garb of seniority. When we returned in the fall of 1914 we were 107 in number. Since we were now quiet and dignified seniors we had greater duties and responsibilities. Pre- viously we had looked to the seniors for examples, but now it was our duty to assume those responsibilities and to Ik true models and leaders of our successors. The reception, as usual, held on the first Friday evening, was a success. A musical and literary program had been specially prepared for the occasion. The supreme event of the fall term was the Philomathcan anniversary. The general theme was that of the centenary of peace between the United States and Great Britain. The speakers—members of the class of 1915—must be credited with rendering one of the most successful and interesting programs ever rendered on a similar occasion. A beautiful photograph of the painting, The Signing of the Declaration of Independence,” was given to the School. Equal honor was added to the class at the end of the winter term when the Keystones had their anniversary. Their theme was ” Literature in Pennsylvania and Pennsylvania in Literature. They presented to the School Edwin A. Abbey’s Reading of the Declaration of Independence.” Since our course in public speaking demanded each member of the class to appear in public, various public programs were rendered. These were all very interesting. But the class dare not assume all credit for the success of the pro- grams, because a large part was due to the untiring efforts of our instructor, Miss Stier. The theme of the first of these programs was the celebration of Columbus Day. The second was on Mrs. Kate Langley Bosher and her newest book, “How it Happened.” Other programs were rendered on Chivalry,” “Berks County,” Animals and Questions of the Day.” There were also two public debates. Recitations or readings were given in chapel on some important anniversaries. 1.1