Norfolk High School - Milestone Yearbook (Norfolk, NE)

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GRROUPsT Belena. Rev. J. J. Parker. Mendelssohn Club. Ethel Reid. Lillian Gerecke. Knight. Edith Hays. Millard. PEOGEAMME: Overture, “Encouragement,” Invocation, ------ Music, “Now Tramp o’er Moss and Fell,” Salutatory, “Wanted, a New Religion,” - Essay, “Whitewash,” - Music, “Knight Waltzes,” - - - Orchestra. Oration, “What Can She Do?” Solo, “Waiting,”...................... Miss Tillie Franklin. Essay, “For Value Received We Promise to Pay,” - Ida Battc. Music, overture, selection from “Little Tycoon,” - - Orchestra. Valedictory, “Chapter I,” - Fred W. Leavitt Vocal Duet, “La Pesca,” - - Miss Franklin and Mrs. Gale. Presentation of Diplomas. Quartette, - “The High School March,” Mrs. Gale, Miss Franklin, Messrs. Gale and Terry. Middle Class Address, ----- W. H. Baker. Address. ----- “A Week Among the Alps,” Prof. C. E. Bessey, of the State University. Music—Medley, - Orchestra

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THE MILESTONE. VOL. I. NORFOLK, NEB.. JUNE 14, 1889. NO. I. SR V VJT P T OR . •—. i‘ 3 5=?— By cureful examination the reader will observe that the name of this publication is The Milestone, and that this is the first issue of the sattie. It is a class book, published by the Class of ’89, and contains such items as we think mav interest our friends and us, both now and in the future. In thrusting The Milestone upon the public’tis without apologies or promises. The only excuses we might offer, are: First, we wish to establish the custom of the Seniors annually issuing a class book, which will be the means of keeping the alumni united in sympathy, interested in the Alma Mater, and posted regarding the changes, progress, and growth of the high school; second, we wanted to try our hands at journalism. The Milestone is not a money-making scheme—money is no object. With this issue we present it to the public; with this issue we retire from its editorial management. To the Class of’90 we entrust its immediate future, and hope that, year by year, it may he improved and given over to succeeding classes for further improvement. Each commencement week for many years may The Milestone go forth to the alumni in all parts of the country, a messenger of “glad tidings of great joy.” Unlike many journalists, we leave no liabilities for our successors to assume nor accounts for them to collect. We have no subscription list; hence, no delinquent subscribers. Our methods have been business-like; hence, our happy financial condition. To the business men of Norfolk, who have patronized us so liberally, thus enabling us to publish this book, we tender our sincer-est thanks. To the high school and those associated with it we bid an affectionate good bye; but we assure you that there shall be with you ever the sympathy, hope, and good will of THE CLASS OF ’S3.

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C V N SV- H OO ? There are few prophets in the world, few sublime—beautiful women and few great, widely-known heroines. We can easily give our love and reverence to such rarities. It is the nature of woman to worship something above her; something good, something great, something so far above her that she must level the “critical telescope” at the great luminary before she can comprehend what manner of being it is. I am a worshiper—an intermittent worshiper. if you please—of saints; but I have an ineradicable belief in the common, every-day women—those heroines “shy ami quiet, sitting in corners until needed, and living for others so cheerfully that no one sees the little sacrifices till the cricket on the hearth stops chirping, and the sweet, sun-shinv presence vanishes, leaving silence and shadow behind.” There is not a girl in America who has not “hitched her wagon to a star.” That is right. If you have resolved to be great, stick to vour resolution, and do not weakly try to compromise by loitering on the corner where the streets of Bye-and-Bve and Never meet. “If you have the abilities of all the great men, past and present, you could do nothing well without sincerely meaning it and setting about it.” It would be well if all would adopt the motto of David C'opperfield: “Whatever I have tried to do in life, I have tried with all my heart to do well; whatever I have devoted myself to, I too have devoted myself to completely. In great things ami in small, I have, too, been thoroughly in earnest.” This is the rule which the truly great follow, the rule which made them what they are, and the one which can make us all we hope to be. Of all the truly great persons I can think of, the greater portion were once poor, ignorant, but thirsting for the waters of the Pierian