Lincoln High School - Flambeau Yearbook (Manitowoc, WI)

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one story toward the ground floor, instead of remaining in the Freshman rooms under the eaves. With their coming, also came field day, and they did their share of boosting and yelling for the class. But as Juniors they were unexcelled. A Junior girl carried off the honors at the De- clamatory contest, and the Junior class won the pennant at the Field and Track Meet. As Seniors they did not have many troubles. Everyone was kind to them, and respected them for their knowledge. They now sat on the first floor—quite a privilege, for it was next the open door, leading to success. This year was marked by the Christmas Story Contest—of course a Senior boy won the gold medal. And so after years of careful training and good influence about them, they are ready for graduation. This class has a clear idea of what it is going to accomplish; it is sincere, and with the God- speed of the Manitowoc High School, the class of 1914 is blossom- ing in the Dawn of its Summer! Marion Pankratz Belle Terens

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as yet, and all its world rejoiced at this good fortune. Prosperity was on its way. The fight for life was worth this endless begging. A tiny flower blossomed from a bud that had absorbed from earth and air, every atom it possibly could. Butit was not meant to stay. Sad Fortune remained with it, so a final attempt, which proved successful, was made. It seemed as though every season brought some plague to re- tard the growth a little. The plant got through three years, but not without a struggle. Then thefourth yeardrewnear. All the previous efforts would count to make these flowers full of richer bloom and fragrance than ever before These four vears were to give to the outer world, all the fruit, to do with as it wished. The chances given the plant this final year were glorious; the sun, earth, and air seemed to outdo each other trying to replenish the necessary food, for the development which would surely bring flowers. All went with careless, happy-go-lucky spirit until the leaves began to droop for need of attention. Then the urgent call for help was at hand. Everything possible to keep up the life to aid the little plant was given, and the short struggle began. As whena high fever lowers—so did this energy produce re- sults, so great that the fear of a less perfect flower than the aim had been, need never have had a dawn. Kind words and gentle touches trained the little tendrils and yellow buds into easy, graceful positions. The year was closing and the time when the plant would begin its strife with life unassist- ed, was near. The plant had been growing downwards as well as upwards, its roots were growing deeper to establish a firm founda- tion, just as well as the leaves were using the sunlight to develop the size and beauty of the bush. One morning early, our plant, now full grown, was covered with buds. Asthe sun came up, they started to unfold, and soon the bush was covered with beautiful yellow roses, that nodded their heads at each other and at all who passed by them. And like this plant blossoming, so is our class of 1914 graduat- ing. There are near three score graduates; call them flowers if you will. They, like the roses, had many trials during their school life. Like blown roses, some daintier, some ruddier, some fairer and some the color of the golden moon; yellow roses are most beau- tiful of all. Our class was the first Freshman class at the Central High School, and had to bear a lot of teasing and ridicule from upper class men. Little, the Freshmen realized what they were there for. But when the second year came they worked harder, and moved

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Tomorrow “All the world’s a staze, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts.” Dramatis Personae: Present, that which we know. Future, that which we want to know. Scene: Manitowoc High School, June 18, 1914. Enter FUTURE, musing to himself: Many are the failures upon the records of time. All are not failures, all are not successes- Were there no failures, we could not have success. Oh, that I had the power to make all men’s future what they wish. Truly the future would then be filled with success for everyone. It cannot be. Enter PRESENT. (Listens to FUTURE.) FUTURE: Strange isit, that I find, in the vast before, things which startle ordinary beings and make some shudder with appre- hension, while others smile with the thought of that which isto come. PRESENT speaks: Who are you whose words do imply the foresight of that which we all wisi to know? FUTURE: Iam that which ever enters into the plans of gnats and notions; that which must be provided for, the future. PRESENT: Pray, if you know all things that are to be, answer me the questions which I should like to know. FUTURE: Speak! My mission is to make bright the minds of youth, while there is yet the chance. Time will come when they shall have their cup of hemlock and be the wiser for it. PRESENT. I must introduce myself. I am the Present. I am here in behalf of certain persons who would like to know what you have in store for them. 94