Lincoln High School - Flambeau Yearbook (Manitowoc, WI)

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THE FLAMBEAU History of the Class of 1918 LEILA MEISNEST Four years of our lives have passed since we first entered High School, shy and timid, filled with curiosity of High School life. The first day! Will it ever be forgotten? A feeling that somewhat resembled fear came over us, and we longed to be once more in the familiar Eighth Grade. In our excitement, the announcements of the Principal con- fused us, and we, like other classes, made the usual mistakes of Freshmen. We went tothe wrong recitation rooms, took the wrong seats, and made many other blunders. After a few weeks, however, we grew wiser. Our feeling changed. We overcame our timidity and shyness, lost our verdure, and entered in earnest upon the tasks which lay before us. We steered clear of all reefs and held our course through safer and deeper waters of learning. As Freshmen, we learned to work with a stout heart and resolute will, as is shown by the large representation of our class on the Honor Roll. Our Sophomore year saw us really launched into our High School life with definite aims in mind. We set out to live up to the full meaning of the word “Sophomore” and we did. Even in our second year, we outnumbered the other classes on the Rol] of Honor. It was as Sophomores that we first organized our class and entered into the activities of the school, taking second prize in the Field Day Parade. During this year, as well as in those succeed- ing, great enthusiasm was shown by the members of our class in the cam- paign for anew High School. In athletics, a somewhat neglected branch, we made other classes look elsewhere for laurels. We entered our Junior year fewer in number, but not in importance. As the days and months passed on, we began to feel that the Seniors were not the only class to be looked up to. It was during our Sophomore and Junior years that, as aclass, we thoroughly enjoyed High School life, both for the work and pleasure that was in it. As Seniors, we were very busy. Still we“‘lay not down wearied ’neath Woe’s Weeping Willows,”’ but resolutely performed our Senior tasks. Many of our class, especially the commercial students, spent part of the time in the halls of learning and part in applying their knowledge in practical work. Although there was always sufficient work for us Seniors, still it did not al- ways keep us out of mischief. Members of our class proved to be as good loiterers in the halls and mischief-brewers as those of other classes. When our class entered High School, it had but one hundred and - seventy-five members. We were the smallest class of Freshmen since the establishment of the Central High School. Still we held together remark- ably well, and are honored in being the largest class ever graduating from M. H.S. As aclass, we displayed our loyalty and true patriotism in the readi- ness with which we complied with the great Red Cross and Thrift Stamp

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FLAMBEAU Class of 1918 MANILA LARSON Four whole years now have passed since this class was begun To be molded and built, with work spiced with fun; On the sea of school life our class has been borne, In the ship M. H. S., with walls gray and worn. Though we oftimes have thought we’re forsaken by all, And our life seemed so blue from sweet morn till night fall, We all knew we must conquer; with pride we can say We've white-capped every wave that’s blockaded our way. In the still belt of calms our good ship sailed along, And our class has been guarded; by rules, kept from wrong. Now has anchored our ship in the harbor of life, And alone we must battle the huge waves of strife. And the paths that we follow will lead us apart, But the memories of High School will stay in our heart, And the friends in the four years that we have all found, By the same reminiscence will strongly be bound.

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THE FLAMBEAU Campaigns. Certainly, our class has done its bit! Above all, during this great crisis, a most remarkable spirit of patriotism and unselfishness has been shown by the girls of ’18 in their vote for uniforms for graduation. We have learned during our High School life, that ‘‘man is lifted from things earthly by two wings, one of which is s¢mplictty.” Bearing this in mind, with hearts filled with love for our country, we found it fitting and proper in this time of war to set this precedent for the classes that are to follow vs. ’ With this last thought of graduation, the History of the Class of ’18 closes. As we launch our ship on life’s great sea, we look back upon our High School years with great interest and shall ever recall them with pleas- ure. As the years roll by, we will think with ever-increasing gratitude of the teachers, principal, and superintendent, who have so faithfully given us train- ing for life’s battles. And as to M. H.S. “‘Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears, Our faith triumphant o’er our fears, Are all with thee, are all with thee.” Be An Optimist EMMA WILHELMY ‘‘When you look at a doughnut, don’t look at the hole, For that’s what the pessimists do;” The young man that has passed this witty remark, Said a thing that is surely quite true. When you get sixty-nine for a bookkeeping grade, Don’t grumble and make others blue; But be glad that you got the grade that you did,—for It might have been worse,—sad but true. When in history you suddenly forget (?) your clause, And get a zero for a prize; Just think of the ten that you got the other day, For keeping open your ‘‘weather eyes.” When to tardy room you are assigned to stay, Just think of all you can do; With your lessons all done, oh, won’t it be fun Not to take any books home with you? And above all things,—keep a smile on your face, Aud with you the world will smile; When you look at a doughnut, don’t look at the hole, But look at THE Doughnut a while,