Ontario High School - Echo Yearbook (Ontario, NY)

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Ontario High School f-'N IF'-1 junior Reply G. Carlton Cone O-NIGHT as I stand before you in behalf of the junior Class of 1923, it is with a feeling of pleasure and happiness, be- cause I am a member of a class which does not need to be bragged about. We have taken as our motto B2 and every member has lived up to it. Not like the Seniors do We sound our praises and brag of our work, for self-commendation goes but a little ways. Our deeds will speak for themselves. We heartily thank you for your advice, nevertheless we know it should be con- sidered, for everyone knows Seniors are characterized by their large-sized hats. I am rather ashamed to stand here tonight in the presence of your friends and schoolmates and criticize you and your class in regard to your ways of doing, as you are the older and should have set a better examp-le. What has your class done for O. H. S. this year? You have maintained a lower average than the Juniors throughout the year. It is true that by the aid of the other classes you have made considerable money.' You have copied other classes by selling candy and attempting to sell subscriptions. But what have you done with this money? You have put it in yo-ur pockets, and left behind as a remembrance of your class-no-thing. Seniors, do you consider it a shining example causing the faculty so much trouble just because you would write notes and you would stand gazing so wistfully out the assembly room windows? Your representative here who claims to be so- exemplary has never been seen in the honor seat. Junior meetings have always found him on the other side of the door with his ear at the keyhole. He was one of the three Seniors at the hazing of the Freshman party. Sneaking bravely from tree to tree he approached the doors, but after a fruitless attempt at op-ening them with his skeleton key he gave up and went home. Is that the way you are going to face the future? Stand up! follow our class motto and what you start you will finish in a manner that will make your under-classmen proud of you. Seniors, you have in this last year felt the importance off your position and demanded morel consideration than any previous senior class. You have had absolutely no class spirit. One of your members positively refused to attend your only class party. You have never been known to do anything alone successfully. Your candy caretaker was always leaving the key at home and asking some innocent Freshie to get it for her. In putting on your play, the Junior class sold more tickets for you than you did 26 Q

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The Junior Echo I cw- - -we to face the world and the future. In the meantime take seriously the advice I have given you and take as your model the class of IQ23. Keep up the high school standard and spirit in the future as we have preserved them in the past and above all be faithful to your studies. Work as hard in your studies as you do in athletics. And now look what I have standing before me. He is the very distinguished president of the equally distinguished Junior class, but oh, what a president! He was one of the Juniors in the hazing bunch at the Freshman class party at Mrs. Allen's this year. He was one of the principal characters in the escapade and he helped eat the biggest share of the lunch they stole from the Freshies by breaking a window to get it. What a reputation! In school this president, instead of being in the back seat and setting an example for the other members of the class to follow, is near the front seat with a low average. W'hat is the reason? He, instead of staying in and studying nights go-es out in his little two! by four Ford, and, of course, retires late. Then he is o-ne of the principal cut-ups in school and he is always getting called down by the teacher for not having his lessons, especially in Latin. And his deportment--well, I should hate to tell you what it is. Still in the face of all this and with such a bad reputation, you have selected him above everyone else in your class to give the Junior reply to-night. What am I to expect from such a person, so entirely unfitted to speak in a serious manner? He is a huge joke himself and for that very reason the best specimen and representative of the class, a big joke itself. But now, I am going to place our final faith and trust in you. VV e give into your care this wonderful Key of Knowledge, which has been in the possession of two Senior classes before us. You see that it bears the colors of each class, to which have been added the colors of the greatest class of all, the old rose and silver of the class of 1923. With the aid of this key, you may find wisdom. Never in all its history has it been stained with disuse or dishonored by neglect, and I charge you, juniors, the class of I924, to preserve its honor as spotless during the next year as it has been during the year just past. 'WD' Miss Kennedy-Tell about the government of Peter Stuy- vesant. Norman Beach-Well, he had only one leg and that. was a wooden one. Miss Kennedy-You don't mean that, do you? No-rman-Oh, no! I mean the leg he didn't have was a wooden one. ,25

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The junior Echo vga- e' IW? yourselves. Had it not been for the talent of the other classes and a member of the sixth grade, that would have been a failure. If you will kindly bear in mind these gems of thought you will be known to the world as well as the police as the class of 1924. Do you wish for kindness? Be kind. Do you wish for truth? Be true. 'What you give of yourself you will find the world w'ill re- flect back to you. Life is a mirror, and if you smile, that smile shall be sure to return. Bear hate in your heart, and e'er long all the world will with hatred burn. A This Key of Knowledge, which you have tonight conlided to our keeping, is received by us with a realization of its deep signi- ficance. To the best of our ability we shall endeavor to discharge the duties which fall to us as custodians. We shall advance at such a rapid rate that as you see our tail light going around the next bend- Excuse our dust! Senior Class Poem By Myrtle Allen Une day as wandering thru' the forest wide A sparkling little brooklet I espied, And, meditating there, as in a dream, I followed in my thought that little stream. I saw it hasten down the mountainside And thru, the grass-green meadow softly glide. lt cheered and watered all along its way As on it went from morn ,till end of day, And, as it hastened onward, mile by mile, The stream was growing larger all the while. Thru' deeper valleys now its course it took, Until into the river flowed the brook. Here, on its swelling current, day by day, lt bore the nation's commerce on its way, While onward, ever onward, flowed the tide Until it reached the ocean deep and wide. How like this little stream, though Ifnis human life z its growth, its changing scenes, its calm and strife- At first the tiny child with dance and glee Starts babbling toward the great and unknown sea: Then, larger, stronger growing year by year, Life's lighter burdens he begins to bear, He takes the tasks that face him, one bv one, .27