Madison High School - Trojan / Madisonian Yearbook (Madison, IL)

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CLASS HISTORY We awoke one September morning in the year of 1!I25 to gaze out upon one of tin most beautiful mornings we had ever beheld. Why did it seem so wonderful? Why! Because we, the Class of ’29, were to begin the first stage of our journey on the “Road to Suc- cess. Eighty-four bright smiling faces entered school that morn- ing with a determination to win that thing called “SUCCESS. After some difficulty we found our classrooms and became ac- quainted with our teachers. The first year was a glorious one, despite the fact that we were criticised very cruelly by our upper classmen. The first stage of our journey was very rough but now it is becoming smoother. acation time being over, we entered upon the second stage of our journey with tin same determination written upon our coun- tenances. The Sophomore year was a rather difficult one but we conquered it and now with the passing of Geometry we move even more smoothly over ........Road to Success. We returned our third year to find our number had dwindled onsideraId as compared to the previous years. In our Junior year e 1 ied er hard to overcome tin difficulties that confronted us. e ha c the expectations of following in tin footsteps of our pred- ecessors. With this year at a close we are one stage nearer to the goal which we wish to gain. Another September morning we awoke to gaze out upon a morn- ing that more than outshone the morning that we entered high school as 1- reshies. We are now Seniors. Ah! that word which makes the heart swell with pride. This year has been one glorious round of triumph. The last stage of our journey on the “Road to Success” is completed and we aie now prepared to go out and meet the prob- lems of life, whatever they may be. —Ruth and Jessie Page eighteen 19 2 9

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 THE MADISONIAN ik NORMA STUART Lovely, tall and dignified, A Indy from the heart These qualities are hard to find. Except in Norma Stuart. WALTER TYRPAK Walter is a striking chap. You’d think him rather quiet. Hut when he tells his jokes —so droll He nearly starts a riot. VELMA VIERLING So pleasing and congenial. Is this classmate of ours. That if we’d give bouquets for this. She'd surely get the flowers. CURTIS WILLIAMS Curtis' word is final He’s firm in h:s belief’ He’ll argue out his point until The teachers give relief.’ IRENE WOOD Always radiant with smiles. Pull f fun and laught.r, Worry not or care, says she. The smiles are what we're after. VINCENT WONDRA Vincent’s our cartoonist rare. We think he really is a ‘whix’ ’ The trouble with this lad so fair He won't admit how good ho is. 19 2 9 Page seventeen

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THE MADISONIAN SENIOR CLASS POEM We've read the poems of Senior classes Telling how good they were—how each surpasses. How thru’ years of hardship and of strife They had reached success in life. Hut, now, somehow we just can't say Our High School years have been that wav. I hese four years together have not seemed long— Why they ve almost passed bv like a song. W ( can t say we ve struggled or shed any tears For we’ve had no cause to in all the years. Hut it's just thru' willingness all the while That each struggle was made with a smile. As far as sadness is concerned To leave the place where our knowledge was learned Is indeed a sorrow. However, W e're glad to go on working forever. We're only glad to depart from our friends, Because the world on us depends; We know it expects us to do our part, To lay down our old tasks and new ones start. And some day when the time’s at hand We’ll be leaders of our fatherland. Till then, may we never forget the best, And remember our school days at M. IT. K. —Gertrude Bader 19 2 9 Page nineteen