Oolitic High School - Limestone Yearbook (Oolitic, IN)

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IDIEIDFQXWHQN To M1'. Kenneth Biaclc, our principai, we cleclicate this, the 1949 eclition oi wiivhe Limestonen in appreciation ior the guiciance he has given us ciuring the last three years oi our training in the Qoiitic High School.

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H Y - - Y- SENIOR CLASS PAGE ll T THE PROSSROA DS You to the left and I to the right, For the ways of men must sever-w And it well may be for a day and a night, And it well may be forever. But whether we meet or whether we part QFor our ways are past our knowingj, A pledge from the heart to it's fellow heart On the ways we all are going! Here 's luck! For we know not where we are going. VVhether we win or whether we lose NVith the hands that life is dealing, It is not we nor the ways we choose But the fall of the cards that 's sealing. There 's a fate in love and a fate in fight, And tl1e best of us go under- And whether we 're wrong or whether we're right. VVe win sometimes, to our wonder. Ilerels luck! That we may not yet go under! With a steady swing and an open brow XVI- have tramped the ways together, lfiut we 're clasping hands at the crossroads now In the Fiend's own night for weatherg And whether we bleed or whether we smile In the leagues that lie before us The ways of life are many a mile And the dark of Fate is o'er us. Here 's luck! And a cheer for the dark before us! You to the left and I to the right. For the ways of men must sever, And it well may be for a day and a night And it well may be forever! But whether we live or whether we die CFor the end is past our knowingj, Ilere's two frank hearts and the open sky, Be a fair or an ill wind blowing! Here 's luck! I11 the teeth of all winds blowing. R?'0Ilf17'fl Hovey CLASS YEL1, OF 1949 THE HIGIIEH IVE RISE THE BETTER THE VIEW NVe have climbed above the crest And journeyed far beyond We have met with different foes But our will power has been strong. Though the way grows rugged at times And the peaks grow very high Deep down in our hearts we know VVe will succeed. by and by. The higher we rise, the better the view And we 'll each keep struggling on VVe'll climb the highest mountain top And gladly face each new dawn. Jlnrgie Hilleizburg OTR HIGH SCHOOL IL-'1I'.Q'f C'I'une: My Happinessml Evening shadows make us blue Because our high school days are through VVe will always think of you Our High School Days. Every day we'll reminisce And dream sweet dreams of O. II. S. XVith reverence we will always bless Our High School Days. A million times it seems, you're the idol of all our dreams But we'll be coming back again There 'll be no blue memories then Whether skies are gray or blue VVe will ever trust in you Always love and honor too, Our High School Days. , , , . J ,. B -uowls by her emiefl' fD6'dI'I'!If0lT to Juliet Genrgej Seniors, Seniors VVe're the best Seniors, Seniors We 've met the test S-E-N-I-O-Il-S S-E-N-I-O-R S Are we happy VVc are going You ought to know VVith signs of regret XVe love Oolitic The best School yet. Look at our faces And see them glow. 4 Seniors, Seniors You've earned a rest S-E-N-I-O-ll-S You must be happy And don 't be blue Make your High School Proud of you. Tij'-Rllfll Sipcs

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OOLITIC HIGH SCHOOL Farewell, Farewell, Oolitic school NVe say farewell to thee We shall remember Oolitic lligh Iloyal and true we 'll he. No more will our voices echo here In the rooms and through the halls But our pictures will he smiling high At everyone, from the walls. VVe recall with pleasure and with pain The happy hours spent here. 6 FAREWELL Anal we shall ne'er forget our school To us she's very dear. NVe'll hold a place within our hearts A cherished memory Of by-gone days when we were gay So glad and fancy free. The parting comes. it ls almost here No more wt-'ll hear the bell One long, last look at our dear school Then we must say farewell. Margie Hillcrnburg