Lawrenceville High School - Sentinel Yearbook (Lawrenceville, VA)

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The Four Leaf Clover comes to join that innumerable caravan which moves onward towards that mysterious realm where each shall take his chamber in the silent Halls of death ” and we have crossed that Silent River into the Great Beyond, those left behind may say, “The world is better for that noble young life having been spent in it. Ah, Dear Schoolmates, it is indeed hard to say farewell to you. We feel as though we cannot part from you and may we never have cause to sever that tie which binds us so closely in friendship and love. Your words of encouragement, appreciative sympathy and many acts of kindness will never be forgotten for they have, in no small measure, helped to make our school days the happiest of our lives. We have said farewell, a long and solemn farewell to all. We may never meet again this side of Eternity, but Classmates, let us model our future lives according to the noble morals and precepts of our beloved Teachers and strive to meet once more over the Great Divide, just beyond the brink of that awful chasm which separates Heaven from earth. Fellow-graduates, let us never say “ goodbye ” to each other, though we be separated and though mountains may rise and rivers may flow between us, yet in the heart will we be united. And now to you, Dear Friends and Teachers, “ Farewell! a word that must be, and hath been— A sound which makes us linger ;—Yet, Farewell! ” Fannie Belle Spatig, Valedictorian 19

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The Four Leaf Clover IDale ictoriP HERE is a time when the best of friends must part—for us, the time is come. Four long, delightful years have we labored together in love harmony, and beautiful friendship. We have shared alike success and, failure, joy and sorrow, triumph and bitter defeat: And while there have been moments of discord, let us cover them with the blanket of the Past and remember these last four years as the most beautiful, most profitable and happiest of our lives. We are proud to stand before you to-night as graduates of our noble Alma Mater, and doubly proud since we know that there is no “Royal road to knowledge.” We have worked and won. Success is ours. Our heads are crowned with the garlands of victory and our trophies lay at our feet. We deem ourselves most fortunate in the teachers we have had. And while we have not always had the same capable and accomplished corps which we now have, we have only the highest words of praise and a sense of the deepest gratitude for those who formerly labored among us. Beloved Teachers, one and all, we thank you, thank you, thank you for the deep interest you have taken in us, for the patience you have shown in dealing with us, and for the skill with which you have instructed us. You have always been ready and willing to assist us in any way possible both in and out of class room, and by your cheering and encouraging words have helped us over many dark and troublesome places in the rugged pathway to success. We have co-operated in, a most gratifying manner, and the ready sympathy you have always shown us and the hearty manner in which you have entered into the spirit of our work with us, has made this possible. Our lives are bound together by that invisible cord of affection which is twined so closely about each loving heart. And now, in bidding you adieu, we thank you again for all you have so cheerfully done for us; we have but one regret: We are to part. And while we can never forget you, next year another class will step in and take our places in your hearts—and Time, cruel Time, which bruises only to heal again, will soon efface all memory of the Senior Class of 1910. Dear Friends, we must bid you farewell also. We thank you for the interest you have taken in us and for the many words of encouragement you have spoken to us. You have stood by us nobly all through our school life and we ask you to give the same amount of interest and sympathy to our successors, the Seniors of 1911, that you have given us. “A word of encouragement now and then, greatly cheers the lives of men.” And now in parting, we would ask you not to forget us as we part from you here to-night. Most of us will go to higher institutions but we wish still to have your friendship and sympathy. Pause for a moment sometimes in the busy whirl of your life and breathe a silent prayer that those six young lives, so young, so beautiful, so pure and so noble, just venturing out into Life’s stormy and treacherous sea, may have a safe and prosperous voyage and anchor at last in the beautiful harbor of Peace. Pray that w ' e may so live that “When our summons 18

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The Four Leaf Clover Junior Ollaaa fIDotto: ■ ' EAT AND GEOIV FA T ” flinlura Blue and Gold ©ftora President Secretary and Treasurer Jfluwtr Marechal Neil Rose Evelyn Turnbull Hazelle Gibbs CHlaas Soil Annie McKaughan - - . . . Florence Riegle Bessie Michael - - , - - - - - Richard Short Margaret Upchurch . . . . Ned Goodrich Jessie Short Hazelle Gibbs Evelyn Turnbull ------ . Robbie Fitz 20