North Side High School - Lasso Yearbook (Fort Worth, TX)

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 Id IN MEMORIAM NORMAN LEROY CAMPBELL “As for man his days are as grass Like a flower of the field so he flourisheth. The wind passeth over it and it is gone And the place thereof shall know it no more. But the mercy of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting Unto them that fear him.” Norman Leroy Campbell, was born December 2. 1897. He died December !(). 1914. Taken away in the first years of his early manhood by the dread pneumonia, his death bears a message of additional sadness. Norman Leroy Campbell was young, ambitious and full of promise. As a student his work was of the best. As a young man he was loyal and tender and true, always the Christian gentleman, always the steadfast friend. His boyhood friends, missing him, will realize how hard it is for a young man to die. They will also realize the richness of holding in memory Norman Leroy Campbell, always young, always ambitious and promising, always loyal and tender and true, always the Christian gentleman, always the steadfast friend. ]|j 30 W

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V Class History We, the Senior Class of June, Nineteen Hundred and Fifteen, of North Fort Worth High School, on looking back on the days of our work find we have made some mistakes, but gained much. We began our career in the fall of 1911 and finished in the spring of 1915. Three years we were in the Old High School Building and one year in the new building. The Freshman year was much the most difficult; for we were handicapped by a branch of new and hard studies; all new teachers; and new methods of studying. We could not show up as well here as we had in the grammar school, but we were willing to make the best of everything. The Sophomore year was a little easier for we had become accustomed to High School work; it taught us to listen more and talk less. We began the Junior year in full earnest; we knew it was no time for play, because to fail meant another year of work, and none of us were willing to work extra time, or give up our class- mates for pleasure gained that one year of failure. This was our last year at the old Marine High School and it seemed to us then that we could never learn to love another place so well. But the Senior year found us in a new building, with a new principal. It was a little difficult at first to get down to work, but before long we were under full swing and seemed to know that this was the time to make a better record than ever before. Our class was enlarged by many students who had done extra work and made a half grade. Some of the North Texas Cham- pions were members of our class of whom we are very proud. We were none of us brilliant, but take us all round, we were as happy a bunch as ever graduated from the North Side High. Many the times we fought, but we always made up—so we could fight again. And this was our slogan : “He who fights and runs away, May live to fight another day.“ THAI) BOSWELL

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