Mansfield High School - Manhigan Yearbook (Mansfield, OH)

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Miss Moore is always tiiere at eight— We ' ve never known her to be late. Miss Cotton has a patient way, And cheers you up most any day. Miss Bushnell comes but half a day. And has but little then to say. Messrs. Carmine and Bauer, so jolly and grand. Are teachers of the commercial band. On Wednesday Mr. Frost appears And with his jokes our troubles clears. Miss Ort, a German teacher, lo. Has ne ' er been known to have a foe. Miss Patterson is quite a shark: In languages has made her mark. Miss Aberle is fond of art, From which we ' re sure she ' ll never part. For Algebra or Geometry, Just go to Mr. Goldsworthy. When you ' re tired and troubled too. Miss Bedger ' s quite the one for you. ' Tis something new, the Freshmen say, That Mr. Bartlett brings each day. When it ' s Latin you can ' t do. Miss Brightman always helps you thru. Miss Leonard, patient, sweet and kind, Will offer help when you ' re behind. And yes. Miss Connett ' s simply fine; She aids in English every time. Tho Mr. Vining lately came. Already has he acquired fame. Miss Bowers is always ready to do Whatever is possible, for you. Mrs. Wagner there, in study two. Insists that quiet is needed for you. And last, not least, is Mr. Beer, And he ' s won many a friend this year. Our principal, Mr. Davis stern. Compels us all to learn. And now we are about to part, We wish them well with all our hearts. — 11 —

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ilansifielti Jligf) E. LINDSEY Mansfield High, Mansfield High, For whom her sons would do or die; Her fellows all are loyal men, And faithful are her girls. Out to the world her fame is rung; Her banners float on high. The old school built so long ago. Has oft withstood the stormy foe. Many a team on the field went forth, Their games to fight and win; For crowds have always cheered for them. The High School ' s fighting men. The years have come and passed on by. And still her banners float on high. Classes may come, and classes may go. Their foes to meet on field. But Mansfield ' s sons shall give, while they shall live, Three cheers for old Mansfield. ur tIDeadjersi MARIE FERNYAK If you don ' t know our teachers all, Just listen while the roll I call; Of ladies there are but fifteen. While of the men just eight are seen. Miss Reuss ' name shall first appear. Respected, yet not held in fear. Miss Chalfant next with smile so bright, Just has to make things come out right. Miss Aberle at the top of the stair Will help you when you ' re in despair. Our coach is Mr. Patton, tall; He ' s won respect in school from all. — 10 —

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L.G.G t bl , n(j Live for others! That is the slogan. Men have died and are dying today for their country and their king. We, as free Americans have a different task. It is not now necessary that people in the United States die in battle; if the call should come, we know from previous wars what our patriots can do. At present we live in the best land in the world. Is not living for others the least we can do to show appreciation for our country? If you can get over a bump easily, do not go on; go back and help some other not so fortunate as you. It is infinitely greater to reach the goal with another you have helped along than to selfishly and greedily attain it alone. Keep your aim in view, but never let it blind you from seeing the weaker one beside you. Perhaps he cannot gain his end if you do not help him. It is told of a young man that he was very discontented because he could not find anything hard enough to do. At last he was told of a little deserted corner of a southern state where the people surely needed help if any people ever did. He went to the place and found a task hard enough for the most ambitious worker. Everywhere was filth, poverty and ignor- ance. Immediately setting to work he bettered conditions little by little, until finally the clump of huts with their disorderly inhabitants was changed to a clean and much improved town. In his case helping others is too mild a term to apply to the wonderful work he accomplished. What is the use of living at all if we do not live for others? We cannot bring true happiness to ourselves by forever pushing self ahead. What really successful man works for self? Does our president? If he did, we would have no free United States — only a monarchy with a selfish king. Do our good writers live for self? If they did we would have no great books with teachings of truth and courage, for as man thinks, so he is and as he is, so he writes. - 12 —