Oran High School - Oranite Yearbook (Oran, MO)

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W l I il IH El rl ll 3 I tl E F3 I. B., he mnmiuminnnn' A Ul-WlmlmlhlllmnumnMmm1m. DmH'mJlmllmmn UUNlmUm UWm mll-lllll lUUl'l lTmUUll1mll-Ulllll.ml1lllllll l'mIl.lm.lIlmIlDlU I1Lfll'lI A-K E 'V I v v 11 ' 'gi Y 'A' -- - Y - --- . mf--' --------Q W---ii-W ff 34 3 'ff - 4 W' f W f Af 'f f 1- 'Ulf WP 'W'Wf.a.LgUi4fF P-'Ui '1f!ULm'WfflW1-WWHLW''LHFQIBIILmlmevawfmMmmvmrmmwvrigniygrlrwiungnpiingnnuInnmnnmnimiiunivmpfgiiimpnmmmngnfmQ1 'Qjhe Seniors' CProphecq 1 dip ima lhe fufure For as hurrlan eye Feffeluei, SBC A vision of the world. And fhe life of wcfrllie Seniors llrrce. This is not to be a dream, as generally, but a vision. Old men dream dreams, but young men see visions. Before I start my story concerning that life in the great world into which we, the Seniors three, are about to launch, I wish to let my readers know what this period in our lives means to us. This period, the brink of life, when we must separate after we have been to- gether through grammar school days as well as these. struggling always for the goal we have almost reached. The history of each is almost the same. Now we three Seniors, from among many, are the only survivals of a large class, and altho glad to know that we have stood the tests and have triumphed where others failed. there is still mingled a sad note at the thought of part- ing at the threshold of life, that threshold which awaits us all with, or without, that honor of having finished twelve years of training. The lights have not yet been lighted and as I sit here alone in the flickering rays of the fire, which are chasing shadows up and down the wall and leaving the corners in darkness, my thoughts return to my high school days and to the time of the graduation of the Senior Class of 1920. As I gaze into the embers I see the same old school house and the rooms where we used to congregate to study those lessons, then oh, so hard, but now nothing compared to the Lessons of Life. I live over again that separation on commence- ment day, when the sight of diplomas thrilled us, to YY Y'Ym I11l.l!!llll'A'lEl11'Il4.lJlllll.lllIl11Illl1'llll'Il1XllYl.lllLllllllllll'll.ll'lll1llf.llll!l'l1ll.ll1l1lI.IIII1l1Il.lllll.lllI I.IIlllfIllllll lUilIlI.mll.lLc:,-,I uimin.2I1.1muliui.m.iuriz.lJuiLuAl1.uuiiu-1l..l mlui,luulunmn!llimiu1mu...uiuDluulU'uLu1iTnvEiLhvlmm1mmWmIm mmm ,q,., , ,, ,, ,,,, ,am , , take the Seats of Time, which the world offered to us to fill. The fire burns lower and my thoughts center on Helen Bowman, my only girl friend of the class, and follow her career from the time we bade farewell to- gether to old walls in which we had spent so many happy hours. Helen was always interested in the sciences, especially Home Economics. So from her High School training she aspired to higher training, and never stopped until she was graduated from one of the noted colleges, and became a teacher in a school of no limited reputation. After filling her work in public schools she had married her sweetheart of high school days. Helen always said, when she spoke of matri- mony, that she thought it was a woman's Christian duty to marry when she had received training to make herself capable to manage a home and be a pal, as she said, to her husband. As my mind recedes from Helen, settled now with her girlhood dreams fulfilled, I retrace my thoughts again to the little school house and follow Earl Crader, the only man in the class, a rose among the thorns as he used to dub himself, in his career, since he sepa- rated from us. While in school the question of Woman Suffrage was talked of a great deal, and although Earl was in favor of it he used to hit the Queer Sex, as he called the women, every chance he got. He was also interested in sciences to some degree, but Sociology de- manded more of his attention, and after he graduated he attended college after college always seeking to un- derstand the relations of this great society-the world. He branched oil' from Sociology into the other 'ologies. w E E' I I? l 'i I il ,K mi Q

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