Mansfield High School - Manhigan Yearbook (Mansfield, OH)

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THE ANNUAL Cleveland, Ohio; Mrs. Downend our former drawing teacher, is Supervisor of Drawing in Sandusky, Ohio; while Mr. Miller, who formerly taught mathematics here was last heard of from Bellvue, Mich. The lime for graduation has very nearly arrived. Although the Seniors pre¬ tend that they are glad to get away from the school, nevertheless, there will be many times when they will long and wish for the good old times in M. H. S. Now, there is fuss and excitement, for the girls are planning dresses; and boys, from what we hear, are very nearly as fussy over their clothes as the girls. But this will soon be over, and after things have quieted down a little, our thoughts, that our good old High School days are left behind, will be sad rather than glad. The board have recently remodeled the room in which they hold their meet¬ ings. It has been done with an eye to taste and comfort which can be seen in the beautiful frescoed walls, rich furniture, and revolving leather chairs. A good thought to keep in mind is that of not running do wn your own school. It is a great temptation when things don’t go right to get “the little hammer” out and pound awhile. But to outsiders it does n’t sound well. Many times it gives them a false idea of the school, and soon they begin to pound a little and thus the story grows until it becomes a mountain, when perhaps if sifted down, the truth consists in but a grain of sand which went to make up that mountain. Members of Glee Club are: Soprano Lucile Graham, Hazel McCormick, Hazel Hammett, Margaret Tanner, Agnes Jackson, Ethel Heiser, Floy Campbell, Helen Brown, Nellie Meily, Maude Jones, Hazel Mclntire, Edith Ettinger, Mildred Moorehouse, Hazel Hipp, Helen Webber, Tenor Jim Carrigan, Wm. Black, Robert Shireman, Lorian Cook, Vance Judson, C. Patterson, Bass Leo McCullough, Lee Hoffman, Martin Jeliff, Jud Cox, Walter Oswalt, Frank Cave, Alto Blanche Miller, Emma Waring, Marie Evans, Helen Whismore, Estella Arras, Helen Jennings, Hazel Lapham, Edith Leppo, Under the directorship of Prof. Bellingham, the High school concert was given in the Congregational church on April 30. After the rendition of Mendelsohn’s 42 Psalm, in which Miss Margaret Lindsey, a graduate of ’08 took the solo part, a miscellaneous program of ten or eleven selections was given. The concert closed with the vocal rendition of Blue Danube Waltzes by Strauss. A fine orchestra of twenty pieces selected from the members of the High School orchestra and City Band accompanied the choruses. All the choral work was done by members of the Junior and Senior classes on account of the voices of the members of the younger classes being too immature for such work. —10—

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THE ANNUAL During the year the different classes have assembled in the auditorium to lis¬ ten to many noted speakers many of whom gave us rare treats a fact which ought to be appreciated by us all. Among the most eminent were Gov. Hanley, George R. Stuart, Dr. C. C. Miller of Lima College, Rev. J. C. Roberts, of Wapakonetta; Dr. M. E. Bates Pres., of Hiram College and Mr. Weston the world famous walker. Rhetorical exercises of the different classes are no longer held in the auditor¬ ium but in room No. 24 which was the girls basket-ball room. Seats have been put in and here Miss Swaim holds sway. For this reason girls’ athletics have been discontinued. A new social feature of the Senior Class is the party which we are giving to ourselves at the Masonic Hall on the twenty-eighth of May. Considerable attention has been paid by the board and by the Superintendent to Manual Training and Domestic Science. We hope that it may be of some con¬ sequence and that at some future time not far distant that this useful and impor¬ tant branch may be established in our Public Schools. Athletics this year have proven to be a great success and we are indeed proud of ourselves. The board so kindly gave their consent and now that we have shown them how excellently we can do, we hope that they will favor athletics the coming year, for since we have been able to do it once we can surely ' ' keep the good work up.” Were there a rule of the Board of Education compelling girls to wear their hair in that style commonly seen about M. H. S., necessitating the going without hats, a greater excitement and opposition would be raised than that caused by the Whitla Kidnapping Case. It has been said,” To some men happiness means three meals a day and a place to sleep. To others getting the proper shade on a meerschaum pipe.” But we all know this does not apply to Mr. Hall. To come upon him some day dreaming of a nice quiet little stream where they bite good, radiates happiness even to the sorrowing mortals who stand aside patiently awaiting excuses. We wish to call attention to the contributions of our advertisers, to whom we are very thankful for their monetary aid. Also, we wish to thank the teachers and pupils for their advice and kindly interest which has so materially aided us in our work. The teachers who were here last year have written us from various places: Miss Carson is teaching Mathmatics in the High School at Duluth; Mr. Holmes and Mr. Blankenhorn are in the west, Mr. Holmes having charge of the commercial de¬ partment in the San Diego High School, and Mr. Blankenhorn teaching English in the Pueblo High School; our Science teacher Mr. Agler is Superintendent of Schools at Kingston, Ohio; Miss Waugh is a teacher in the grades in - 9 -

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THE ANNUAL DISCONTENT ’Tis well to live life unconcerned anJ simple to its close — To never know world’s many sides, its triumphs and its woes. ’Twill do, to be fate-satisfied, to smile and murmur not, To run tho gauntlet of the times contented with our lot. But something grander, aye sublime is it to feel our power, To contemplate what ' s gone before and link it with the hour. To find the dross in life that is, and then espouse a cause, To criticise in discontent—to find and mend the flaws. Not long ago l dreamed a dream, about the human kind. I dreamed them back a million years; I saw them in my mind. The prototypes of what we are— and all we hope to be— I saw them in communion in the branches of a tree. Each face among them wore its grin, and showed no mark of care, They worried not about their way, they wore no clothes but hair; They ate what nature chanced to grow, and swung among the trees. They toiled not, neither did they spin—their lives were joy and ease. They knew not of their history, nor did they care to know, They troubled not with pro and con—the false and what was so— But on they lived their simple life, in peace and grand content, Man lived and died, and no one cared the time he came or went. Then 1 redreamcd the million years, and searched for progress made “Alas, conservatives, alack! ‘Twas more than retrograde, Thro ' rank content, a million years had left them monkeys still, A grinning foolish race of men without a brain or will! But 1 awoke. Beheld the truth. They really did advance! Who can not see it must be dead, deluded, in a trance. They have advanced from naught to much, from darkness into dawn; Their discontent had set the pace—their progress followed on. Where mere passivity is king, felicity’s unknown. No good can come from reaping where another’s hand has sown. True bliss is found in labor, in the struggle, not the prize; Let discontent assign the task - let bliss materialize. By G ' ii — 11 —