Paris High School - Arena Yearbook (Paris, IL)

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 IN THIS, THE THIRTY-FOURTH VOL- UME OF THE ARENA, THE SENIOR CLASS OF PARIS HIGH SCHOOL, PARIS, ILLINOIS, PRESENTS BY WORD AND PICTURE A COM- PLETE AND ACCURATE STORY OF THE SCHOOL YEAR IN A LETTER TO JOE, WHO TYPIFIES OUR ALUMNI IN THE SERVICE OF OUR COUNTRY.

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For years u e've been singing the praises of the Paris Tigers, and now in the corridor of the new gym the tiger's portrait mis been hung. Painted by one of our own artists, Harry Hadland, it is a gift of loyal fans, representative of our fighting spirit—the force which helps us persevere, the inspiration of t x se who may have left Paris High Sc x ol but who still retain her high ideals.

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It's been over a year now since you left old P. .S. She hasn't changed much, really. Of course, the faculty has shifted, and war conditions have affected many subjects. T jcre is also another crop of freshmen and a few new stu- dents, but all in all, sl e is unchangeable. I’m a senior this year, foe. It gives you a sense of pride, and it makes you humble: pride in four years of earnest endeavor and humility in your own insignificance in comparison with tlx sc fool and all six means. Humility on tlx first day when you stroll foldIy up tlx front walk and climb tlx stone steps leading to Ixr portals. Suddenly you look up tlx length of tlx stately pillars that support Ixr roof, and you feel very small and unworthy. Surely you must I fair felt like this, too. Remember tlx first week and tlx difficulties in tlx assembly with bewil- dered freshmen and noisy underclassmen. Somehow a senior feels aloof; yet lx must be exceedingly careful not to do some childish thing and consequently sacrifice his new dig- nity. Think of tlx stairs during the four minute periods as chattering groups move from room to room. Boys and girls talk over lessons, tonight's date, or make amusing, if undig- nified, comments about some teaclxr. Still the eerie whine and staccato thud of the slxtp machinery pervade tlx t foughts of even tlx most intent student in the rooms above. Groups cluster about tlx bulletin board in tlx hall scanning its surface, reading its notices, discussing possibilities for jobs or parts in a play. During the ninth four you walk through tlx upper falls. The sound of typewriter keys drifts to your ears; somew xre a locker door bangs; a girl laughs youth- fully. Of course, you can't forget t xse things!