Morral High School - Captain Yearbook (Morral, OH)

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ONLY SIX Only six seniors, but who can say, What those six seniors may do some day. Six chances to serve their country and world, To help keep their country's great flag unfurled, Only six seniors, but who can say, What those six seniors may be some day. Each one a star in his corner of life, Statesman, scholar, farmer, or wife. Doing their best where falls their lot, Living full lives without blemish or blot. Only six seniots, but who can say, Where those six seniors may go some day. The Far North, the East, or the Isles of the Sea, The field of their future labor may be. Only six lives, but who can fore-see, How Very rich those lives may be If service to others is their motto in life. So here's to each senior, do your best to go fer, Keep your feet on the ground and your eyes on your star, Ann Schmeltzer

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CLASS HISTORY One bright sunny day in September in the year of our Lord 1942, 16 trembling Freshmen hopefully entered the in- stitution of higher learning'housed in what is comionly known as Morral High Schoo1.Before we were allowed to set- tle down to a high school life we were forced to go thru a grueling initiation ceremony. Besides the rigid require- ments which we complied with during the day-time we were compelled to recite Mother Goose rhymes in our best 5 year old voice and to sing weird and wonderful songs at the eve ving party. That day was indeed a memorable one, in fact that memory had to last a long time as initiations were discontinued until this year. Cyou may draw your own con- clusions from that statement.l At long last we could plunk our books into a long coveted study hall desk. The ringing of school bells sent a class of 15 Soph- omeres running to assemble school books with a high re- solve to make another stab at wisdom. The annual harvest of Grand Prairites netted this class only 2 students. We were very grateful for their appearance, however, because they bolstered our fast thinning ranks, and helped us through another year in grand style. Our Junior year was started with a bang. The Junior and Senior classes were co-sponsors of a Lawn Festival. We had planned to hold this on the lawn, naturally, but Mother Nature failed us and we withdrew to the gym. This enterprise added a tidy sum to our ever hungry treasury. AS the autuanal breezes of 1944 sent the red leaves staggering to rest, 12 Juniors staggered into the familiar halls of Morral High School to shoulder their weary load of books. The first important event.of this year was the annual Junior Play. After one look at her 12 problem chile dren our director threw up her hand in dismay and fled from the scene in terror. Miss Hacker came to our rescue and we finally managed to produce a creditable play. We hear that Janie Bishop's role made such a lasting ?inpres- sion that she is still keeping in practice by fainting fre quently. Basketball fans will recall the persistent effort of the Junior girls in trying to sell COKES! HOT DOGS! etc. at all games. There was a great deal of fun -connected with it and no one felt cheated at missing the games. The crowning event of the year, so far as We were concerned, was the Junior-Senior Banquet. Ne at last da- cided to hold it at Detrick's Inn in Marion. fum, wonder- ful foodzl The retiring Seniors were horrified as each was called upon to recite his own class history. This un- usual urocedure turned out quite well despite the fears of