Mansfield High School - Manhigan Yearbook (Mansfield, OH)

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THE ANNUAL SUPERINTENDENT H. H. HELTER. PAST SUPERINTENDENTS. Alexander Bartlett, H. MerrelL W. Catliru J H. R. ee Henry AL Barker, John Simpson, James Knott, E. D. Lyon, Dr. Thos. Vickers, C. L. VanCleve. •—l 2—

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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 —

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THE ANNUAL H. E. HALL. Principal. 13-