New Haven High School - Elm Tree Yearbook (New Haven, CT)

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L V Our First Year The memory of what has been And never more will be. E LASSMATES, I wonder if you thought of the four years of hard work ahead of you XYhen as Freshmen Hrst we came to High ? Is it not always so? The future ,which holds so much of pleasure, sadness, work, and, mayhap, strange adventure, is ever uncertain and seems long in becoming today. It has been well said: Tomorrow never comes. Nevertheless, as Seniors now, with our work and pleas- ure in our High School course nearly at an end, we can each take a mental birdls-eye view of the past, and ,marvel at the quick flight of time. VVell do we remember how very grand and learned we felt in our anticipation of being High School students, but pride goeth before la fall, and the fall was not long in coming. No sooner had We entered the portals of this Labyrinth of Knowl- edge, than we immediately realized how small and unimportant we 'fFreshies really were. The name of Scrulz, which at tirst bewildered us, soon turned out to be the least of our troubles. We smile now as We recall how often we furtively looked behind doors, for the numbers of our different recitation rooms, and how for many weeks, one of our chief aims was to try not to appear as strange and out of place as We felt. :The first social event of school life was the teas for the Freshman girls, making the many newcomers more acquainted among the upper class as well as in their own class. , ,.4i.,, 4 I A 'Q 4 4 A 1 K 1 I 1 i l 4 e. 1 Y J

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As a token of respect and affection and in grateful apprecia- tion of a life unselfishly devoted to the betterment of the New Haven High School, this volume is fondly dedicated to Dr. Susan S. Sheridan.

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K 1 cr , nw , ,.,,,,...,,,,, .,,:. , 6 NEW HAVEN HIGH SCHOOL CL.xss Book But the connecting link for the Scrub felllows was undoubted- ly the Athletic Association. This bond not only furthered school spirit, of which we had .heard so much, but strengthened class spirit as well and also helped to gain honor for the school. Then came the Red Letter Day when we read with palpitat- ing hearts our First Report-to see how our hard efforts h-ad been rewarded. Happy were we if we had done well, but if our hopes had met with poor results, we still were brave and pushed on toward a next time with stronger hopes and harder work. All through the tirstyear we learned of customs and events, new and full of interest, the system of recitations, the marking and home study were so new that, although we soon settled down and the First glamor eventually wore off, we were some' time in becoming adjustedg and each succeeding day brought with it some revelation aside from the text of our books. In fact, from beginning to end of our school work and play this year was one of continual unfolding. But we were happy, and at the end of the year, even though we were elated at being Sophomores and could hold our heads high over the incoming Freshie, not a few felt regret that never again would we be Freshmen at Highg but instead must take our place with the older, experienced ones from whom so much was expected in the way of scholarship and dignity. So We tried to remember all that we h-ad learned in books and out of books, dur- ing our first year, and we must have succeeded in it-else this tale would never have been told. D. J. Tinkey. 4