Laingsburg High School - Looking Glass Yearbook (Laingsburg, MI)

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LEORA ARTHUR ARLENE GALLIGAN BURT AUSTIN RUBY GIBBS President Vice President Secretary Treasurer FRESHMAN CLASS OFFICERS -I- CLASS ROLL Burt Austin Leora Arthur Alba Wert Joseph Dunn Arthur Henry Joseph Koonter Wayne Wert Paul Thompson Fay Wilson Fern Acker Lester Murphy Vesta Benton Harold Doyle Helen BaumGardner Roger Morgan Margurie Cross Leo Church Mabel Case Gordon Austin Katheryn Schroeder Clayton Peters Arlene Galligan Hall Arthur Iris Matthews Ruby Gibbs Josephine Hurst Neva Sieb Helen Hamilton Marie Remus Mabel Sieb Ruth Jones Gordon Harmon Thelma Austin GJ Twen ry-nine fD

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+-il.ee0M T l-1- Salutatory Mary A. Wert Happy-yes, we are happy to-night. How could graduates be otherwise? To our fathers and mothers, who have made this night pos- sible, our hearts are overflowing with undying love, appreciation and gratitude. We are glad that such an enthusiastic audience of friends and instructors have gathered here to greet us on this, our graduating night. We are pleased to complete our high school course and to move on in our development to what we hope to be, truly influential lives, that we may in future years, be an honor to our past training, to ourselves and to our country. Yet somehow our hearts have a throb of sadness, for to-night, we stand upon the threshold for which we have been striv- ing for four long, yet seemingly short years. We stand here waiting our turn to enter upon the greater field which lies stretched before us. We must boldly tear away the veil which hides the future from our View and cast away with it our high school privileges and pleasures, but the mem- ories of the high school so dear to us will ever be an inspiration when we assume the greater problems soon to confront us. Hope, courage and high purposes thrill our hearts. Before us lies the world. Great are its responsibilities. Our equipment is good, our armor is strong, so let us put our hands to the plow and never turn back until we have succeeded in what we have choosen to be our life's work. Many, many times we have been discouraged, but a good cause makes a stout heart, and we have pushed on, and in the future we will hold in grateful remembrance the yesterdays of our school years. The highest success ought to be ours, for each day new opportun- ities are presented to us. May we all appreciate these opportunities and strive to succeed. Truly our own training demands that we accomplish a worthy workg humanity demands that we do our duty and God de- mands that we do our best. So may each one, looking forward through the years, ever labor onward, keeping our motto well in mind To the Stars Through Bolts and Bars. To-night we are graduated from our high school, either to enter a higher school of learning or the active school of life. In either case let us remember the words of John Moore when he said: 'Tis the coward who stops at misfortune, 'Tis the knave who changes each dayg 'Tis the fool who wins half the battle, Then throws all his chances away. There's little in life but labor, And to-morrow may prove but a dream Success is the bride of Endeavor, And luck but a meteor's gleam. Like the rose, life is full of thorns, but it is easy to avoid their sharp- ness, so don't let the knowledge of the nearing death of our high school career form any cloud, no matter how small, to darken the brightness of this night, but let us enjoy these last few hours while they are with us and make this night the happiest of our high school course. The class extends its most hearty and sincere welcome to those who have assembled to witness these exercises and it most cordially invites your attention to the program for the evening. Welcome, parents, teachers and friends, thrice welcome is the greeting from the class of 1924. Q! Thirty FD