Lee High School - Echo Yearbook (Grand Rapids, MI)

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1923 LEE HI GH ECHO STAFF EditorfinfChief Assistant Business Manager Literary Editor Assistant Snapshot Editor Circulation Managtr Alumni Editor joke Editor Athletic Editor Advertising Manager Assistant Advisers Arthur Hage Luella Hineline Leo MeLavic Doris Halpen Jane Haire Thelma Baker William DeWitt Ruth Vos Charles Dodds Leonard Oosterink Lewis Young Marguerite Bagge I Miss Peet l Miss Montgomery i A I fi 1-ll Five

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-w -i IEEHIGH l9.a.v Miss Alyce Damkot, A.B. Miss Maxine Galloway, A.B. Mr. George Hanselman, A.B. Calvin College Northwestern University University of Michigan Science, History Latin, English Matheniatics Miss Connie Heyboer, A.B. Miss Grace Jonker, A.B. Miss Margaret Knowles, B.S. Calvin College Hope College Michigan State Normal ' Cmiimcrcizil English Physical Education Mr. Arthur Kuizeina, A.B. Mr. Louis McCrath, A.B. Miss Florence Montgomery, A.B Calvin Culli-ge University of Michigan Kalamazoo College Scicncc Coach, Mathematics History, English , 9 X ,N , Miss Grace Peet, A.B. Miss Marian Tallmadge, A.B. Mrs. Florence Utter, A.B. Hope College University of Michigan I Western State Teachers' College History, Civics English, Civics, Arithmetic Eighth Grade If'v ll r

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L EE HIG THE RACE The race had started, spectators hurrahed As they stood back to watch the two men run. It was a marathon. He who was best Would win. The great mob watched and cheered them One man, named Alexander, was a Greek. His face was smiling and his strides were long. He reveled in the glory of the race, And running, thought of the applause of men. He gained the approbation of the crowd. The other, named Colin, had come from the North. And tall, he was, and fair, a giant man Who with a resolute determination Ran steadily and did not heed the noise. The cheers for him soon turned to groans, for he Was far behind the Greek who ran so fast. But Alexander, as the race progressed Found that his wind was taken by his speed, And soon fell back. The other forward came. The watchers then began to cheer for him Whose name was Colin, and who came abreast His rival, now outmatched. He still forged on. The Greek had failed: his start had been too swift For him to keep, and now his race was lost. The throng in highest glee with praise did shout. For him who steadily kept on with eyes That looked ahead and planned. On he ran Not hearing how the crowd applauded him. He crossed the line-the victory was his. To him belonged the wellfrun race, To him belonged the tribute of the crowd. The world will always love the man who wins. And now at last we find we too are in The marathon of life, then let us all remember To keep our minds upon the goal we seek, And heed not passing fancies, nor falter Until at last we earn the right to rest And listen to commendatory words. Betty Butterworth im H 1933