Mifflinburg Area High School - Nautilus Yearbook (Mifflinburg, PA)

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The Nautilus if i' ir Y Foreword We, the class of '42, present this issue of The Nautilus in an effort to aid you to preserve treasured memories of events that have taken place at M. H. S. during '41-'42, We are deeply indebted to all the teachers and to all the undergrad- uates who have done so much to make our stay at M. l'l. S. a profitable and enjoyable one. As part payment we have prepared this book, which we hope you will treasure and appreciate forever. Let us part as friends and ever strive to attain those ideals by which we can do the most for humanity. ln saying farewell to our Alma Mater. we sincerely feel that we have profited by having spent four years of our school life here. lt, indeed, has been a grand experience--an experience that we shall always remember. In Memoriam On Saturday, March 29, 1941, Lee Bramble, a member of the Sopho- more Class. met his death as the result of being hit by an automobile while he was crossing the street on his bicycle. All who were acquainted with him will remember him only as a true friend. Those of us who knew him well liked him because he was one of the ganguz we liked him because he was always willing to lend a helping hand: we liked him because he was the kind of a boy with whom everybody could associate and know that he was associating with a friend. ln death we believe he has attained the position in the hereafter to- ward which we all aspire. Althou h he probably never read Bryant's Thanatopsis , he lived the kind of life that Bryant asks us all to live in the last nine lines of his poem ..... So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan which moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His whamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night. Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him and lies down to pleasant dreams. Page Four

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ir ir ir ir The autilus Dedication The class of nineteen-hundred-andforty-two hereby dedicates this yearbook to the boys who took part in World War I and also to those who are participating in the present world-wide con- flict. We dedicate this book to them because we realize the great sacrifices they have made and are making to preserve our most prized heritage --the American way of life. We dedicate it to them because they have done and are doing a good job of holding high the torch of freedom. My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died! Land of the Pilgrims' pride! From ev'ry mountain side, Let freedom ring! Page Three

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