Otter Creek High School - Otter Yearbook (North Terre Haute, IN)

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DEDICATION PRWATE EDWIN ADAMS SGT. Tnoivms Smsmcx Only graduates of O. C. H. S. to be lost in action. Taps at Twilight Blow softly, bugles, for our honoured dead, And tell them, where they sleep thru sun and rain, The secret of their rest can now be read By us who know they have not died in vain. Blow proudly, bugles, with a new born pride In our beloved dead, who slumber on, Still holding dear the Cause for which they died, Yet died scarce knowing how the day had gone. Tell them, loud bugles, we have heard the call, The call from mounds where tender grasses creep. lf we break faith with them. we too shall fall And we in unremembered graves may slccp. So blow, bravc-noted, through our ranks of doubtg The goal is dim, the field is still unwon, The night is dark, thc hounds of wrath are out, And a thousand terrors cloud the sun. But blow, proud bugles, sweet and silvery soft And tell them valour walks their vanished world. The torch their hands released is held aloft, The riddled Hag of honour floats unfurled. Arthur Stringer Page Two

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Offer Creek Hzgh Seboolfv Senior Clem of 1945 Eefjtw' ' ' I Dorothy Stone Co-Eefilor . . Be1rbe1re1Wee1'efle Q

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-f' . ,A fzv -' X FOREWORD We, the stalic, have had many difficulties in compiling this book, but we hope we have done the job well. As the years go by, the Otter will become dearer to you. In order that the memory of your high school life shall linger with you, we presenr, to you, The Otter of '-45. The Staff Page Three