Ontario High School - Echo Yearbook (Ontario, NY)

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n u l THE SENIOR CLASS HISTORY By Ethel R. Leenhouts Should you ask me, whence these stories? Whence these legends and traditions, l should answer, l should tell you, Of the history of the Seniors. Four long years ago they settled, Near the shining gleaming waters Of the beautiful Lake Ontario. There they came all strong and sturdy They whose minds were fresh and simple, There they lived, and toiled and studied, That they might advance their people, Through the darknesses of learning and the councils The councils of their elders and the teachers To the kingdom of the Seniors. Listen to the words of wisdom From the great lips of Mr. Lewis, You will choose a president For you a deliverer of the nations, Who will guide you and will teach you. lf you listen to his council You will reach ahead and prosper, lf his warnings pass unheeded, You will fail and you will perish. And they looked to Rexford Ransley Witlm a wise look and benignant. I-241

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VALEDICTORY--Continued Classmates, the time has come when we too must bid each other a last farewell, for after tonight we shall no longer be stu- dents of O. H. S. Our four years together have united us in all our pursuits. We have assisted each other in daily intercourse and have enjoyed many good times together. Our friendship has grown into mutual affection and this makes our tie harder to sever. We are conscious as we go out into the world that the hardest lessons are yet to be learned and the most important ones are not in text books. But if we keep our motto, May Knowledge lncreasen forever in our memories we shall certainely make our mark in this world. And now we must say farewell but as Edith Paintor's poem suggests. Farewell, no, no! On that far shore, Where friends shall meet to part no more, We'il bridge once more earth's farthest space, And stand united face to face. There memory will assert its power Till we recall this parting hour, And say 'neath heavens' blissful spell, lt was 'goodbye, but not farewell'. SALUTATORY Members of the faculty, the Board of Education, parents and friends: We, the class of nineteen hundred and twenty-seven, of Ontario High School welcome you here tonight. We, who have been in this high school life for the past four years greatly ap- preciate the irredeemable aid rendered by you all. We are moved by mingled joy and sadness. joy because we have attained the goal at which we aimed and sadness because we now have to leave this enjoyable high school life. We hope we have acquired the virtues that distinguish real men and women-honesty, truthfulness and broad-mindedness. Be- sides mental culture we have acquired moral culture in our high school which is due largely to the efforts of our teachers and parents. We tremble a little at the thought of leaving high school and enter- ing another phase of life. To you who are experienced this prob- ably seems naive but to us it is indeed a great step in our lives. Now to redeem the efforts of the Board of Education, the mem- bers of the faculty and our parents, let us finally resolve that these efforts shall not have been made in vain, but keep them ever pres- ent with us throughout life. Then, friends, we do truly thank you most humbly for coming this evening and we extend our most hearty welcome to you all. Lester H. Ameele. i231

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THE SENIOR CLASS HISTORY--Continued Next they chose Vice President Myron Leenhouts And the treasurer Anna Moque, And they said to Anna, Be thou also scribe of all our doings, And they chose their colors rose and silver You shall hear how the Seniors Make their money for their pleasures- ln their third year high they published The famous junior Echogn And they also gave the banquet For their superior fellow classmates. ln their fourth year they sold candy, Every noon to fellow schoolmates: And they also gave their drama For the joy to themselves and to you. Honor be to the Seniors Cried the teachers, cried the schoolmates When they came in triumph homeward, With the sacred wealth of learning. And they say, Farewell forever! To their clear old Ontario High School, To their teacher and their school friends, And to all those who helped them, ln their four hard years of toil. L Once more they say, Farewell,'i ln the glory of the sunset, ln the purple mists of evening, But when they wake again tomorrow, They will be in rising sun light, To struggle on for honors ln the higher field of knowledge. I-251