Norman High School - Eagle Yearbook (Norman, AR)

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,- f ,,. ,.-,rx. . - -. Y .. CLASS EULOGY Mozelle Wats on Friends, teachers, undergraduates, give ear. I come to praise the Seniors, not inter them. The foolish things we do are kept in mind: Our worthwhile deeds, alas, too oft forgot! So be it not with Seniors. Their noble classmates Have told you that they we re ambitious, And so they were--a virture great, indeed-- And nobly did they realize their aim. Here, under leave of all their loving friends, Come I, the Senior Class, to eulogize. They have brought many honors to their school: The spoils of sport, of contest and debate: Their scholarship was high beyond compare. Their records are a wondrous legacy, Which they bequeath to you who follow them. Their every breath was loyal, and their hearts Beat warm and high with love for this, their school Their Alma Mater was a sacred flame On which they poured the incense of their souls. If you have tears, prepare to shed them now, For never more the Senior Class shall shed The radiance of their smiles upon your way: Their brief existence here is past and gone. The wide world beckons them to vict'ries new. And what a loss is ours, my classmates all! There you and I and all of us lose joy And sweet companionship and faithful friends. We must not weep but hide our sadness grave And meditate instead upon their charm. Their intellect, and all their gracious ways. Good friends, sweet friends, let me not stir you up To such a sudden flood of misery. They that have gone an inspiration high Have left to us: their memory shall stay And urge us on and up to better things, To climp ambition's height, to grasp the stars And follow humbly in their upward path. They were so fine, so wise, so honorable! No wrong they did, no thought unworthy dreamed, And theirs will be eternal, happy fame. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts, I am no orator, as they all were, But, as you see, a simple student, who Loves well his friends and does them honor here. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech 17

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,,,, 4,. K, ,, , s. .-IL.-Y -Y . CLASS OPTIMIST Betty Louise Gill We feel that we are justified in saying that considering our numbers, our capacities for absorbing knowledge, and our ability to concentrate, along with our ability to placate the teachers, that we have made as good a record, academically, as could possibly be ex- pected of us. Our class has been honored from time to tixne, and these honors of different kinds have all been richly merited. Inez Reece has made almost straight A's for four years of high school. We are also happy to announce that Allene Stroope has not missed a day in attendance through the four years. Betty Gill, Ella Smalling, and Inez Reece started to school to gether in the first grade under the instruction of Mrs. Nora Clardy and have all pulled through together--a little the worse for wear, but in full possession of their mental faculties. We feel that as a matter of honesty we must admit to a high rating in point of beauty, agility of brains and bodies. Our inclination to study rather than have good times and our strict adherence to the rules have helped us to reach this goal. The influence exerted by this class upon under-classmenhas been, we are certain of the best, and we hope that they will copy our examples and study to make the best of grades, and have a perfect attendance, and we trust that they will feel lasting gratitude and appreciation in consequence. In looking back over the years we have spent in this favored environment, we would not change anything. Everything that has been is undoubtedly for the best. We may not always understand at the moment, but we realize that in these days of our student life a marvelous work has been wrought of rare beauty and perfection. We feel only tender- ness and regret in leaving, but those emotions in themselves are ennobling, and we would not have them changed for the wealth of the Indies. We will not say that ours has been the best class ever graduated, or that ever will be graduated, but we do believe that no class ever had, or ever will have dearer hearts, or deeper affection for their Alma Mater. ADVICE TO THE JUNIORS Louise Edwards It is time to haul down the flag and sign a treaty of peace. We are making our last bow on this particular stage. With clear conscience we depart, but with just a lingering shadow of doubt in our minds. An immense and tremendous duty is shortly to fall upon your shoulders. Straighten your chests, stand straight and tall for it will take all of your strength to support this marvelous new duty. As to what the new duty is--that I scarcely need to tell: but can you, the members of the Junior Class, take our places in the busy round of school activities? Can you render to our high school the loyalty and unfailing service that we yielded? I am glad, Juniors, to inform you that, in the opinion of the graduates, you can. It is now your duty to take the place that we are leaving vacant by our graduation. Now you are to have the enjoyable responsibilities and activities that we have taken care of all this year. Upon your head will rest the honorable name of Seniors. We trust that you will keep that name in the clean and untarnished condition that we so faithfully kept it. We place the future of our school in your hands, and we do so without even turning pale! You are to be our successors and we welcome you with all the fondness and cordiality of which we are capable. Not one brickbat shall we throw. You are to be the Seniors of next year, and as such, we assure you we shall treat you only with the dignity you deserve. --but remember to behave yourselves! I want to tell you that it is a wonderful thing to be a Senior. There is no other feel- ing that compares with it. It will make you happy and proud. My advice to you is that you make the most of your happiness and pride, not by negligence, but by steady devotion to your school and work. Therein lies fulfillment of all the promise that you have led us to believe you possess. To do honor to your school and to yourselves--that is the final charge of the departing class to their bright and trustworthy followers. We wish you good luck and a wonderful career next year. May every one of you, when the proper time comes, be in the position we are in tonight: embarrassed, but tickled, self-conscious, but elated, and happier than we ever expect to be again. A worthy feeling, Juniors, and one that we can recommend with all our hearts. , 19 ...IL .,,, . an on . W, .