Mynderse Academy - Myndersian Yearbook (Seneca Falls, NY)

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BOARD OF EDUCATION President - RANSOM R. MICKS Mr. W. D. POMEROY Mr. H. D. KNIGHT Mr. JAMES F. SULLIVAN Mr. ELMO C. KNAPP Mr. JOHN C. BRACHT Mr. FRANK R. ZONA

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A. C. HAMILTON SUPERINTENDENT OF SCHOOLS AND LOYAL FRIEND OF THE CLASS OF 1925

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Class Poem Four years ago as Freshmen Four years ago we say We gazed at the Seniors, prim and sedate, Coveting glances were they! And wanted what couldn’t he ours, we feared Till some possible future day. For the course of a Senior is rocky and steep Now we are they, we know— There are heaps of things very much worse, Than missing a date to the show. For Seniors must always do their best. And never fall below. Lessons to pester us every day. Themes and essays to write Math., French, Latin do their best, To keep us up all night Books and teachers of different kinds All try to toss us light. Gifted, agreeable, fair and square Paragons of virtues we— Showered with talents priceless—rare Such should be our lottery And the cause of many regretful sights Is—just this—that it isn’t you see! Gay memories of those by-gone days When we longed to be Seniors in vain, Flock all around, as the year slips by, For we’re on a fairy train— Now we are Seniors prim and sedate, Do we want to be Freshmen—again? Life is a tempter and will lead us tar, As we slowly make our way. Our characters must be staunch and sure, So we can’t go far astray. For as Seniors we must catch the torch, And bear it on its way. E. L. B., ’25. Page 10