Plainfield High School - Silhouettes Yearbook (Plainfield, IN)

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WL? 4 1 fy fl ,A 4 I 4, . ff f I l'f , r 1, 1 1 44, G .UI gf lfiaffyzfa B 1 9072 iffy' ff, 1 f 7,11 -4: H I if sr 11 u x 2 11 ZH In . fl 5- I l Q lialehirfnrg TIME with rapid strides has whirled the hours along until the sea- son of parting is at hand. It is with reluctance that the Class of 1921, has come to bid you farewell. As this sweet sad word is uttered, the glorious outlook of the future, loses somewhat, its mysterious charm and we linger with faltering footsteps at the 'parting of the way.' For four industrious years, our watchword has been, First the foothills: then the mountains. The struggle over the foothills has been by familiar and beaten pa-ths. Thus far the journey has been made easier by the sympathetic, eiiicient efforts ofthe Facultyg and made delightful by the joyous companionship of fellow students. We have completed the first lap of the race toward our goal. We see the rugged mountains in solemn grandeur rising to bewildering heights, then we realize that we have accomplished but a beginning to that which lies before us. Now our pathways must diverge. In the joy of our attainment, we look upward to the glittering mountain peaks of successes almost within our reach Here, amid the rosecrowned heights lies Fame, beckoning with alluring gestures. There, circled with elusive mists, calls Contentment to her sheltered valley. Yonder, in the golden glory of a lofty summit stands Usefulness. These summits appear so near at handg they seem easy to attain. So dazzled are we by the splendor that we are unable to discern the long rugged path that lies between the Now and Then. We cannot see the dangerous precipice, the deadly avalanche, the jagged rocks, the alluring by-paths, that beset the way. Courage, patience, work and hope must travel with us. With our goal in view we must stride for- ward in the spirit of our beloved Longfellow who said: The heights by great men reached and kept Were not attained by sudden flight, But they, while their companions slept Were toillng upward in the night Along the upward climb, each of us will come to the path of duty-H stern and implacable. A path sometimes steep and rugged, with jag- ged rocks to bruise the feet and sharp thorns to pierce the hands. There will be seemingly unsurmountable barriers of doubt, fear and discouragement, but this stretch of the trail leads to the broader view which only comes from service. Allu ring lights may point to the false paths. Siren music may lead to the precipice of harmful pleasure. If the hand of the Divine, guides in the narrow way, our eager feet, there will be a seal set on our characters that Eternity shall not be able to erase. ' Nor would we forget those who toil by our side or whose pathway crosses our own. Self-sacrifice for the good of others, right thoughts toward God and man, will enablesus to carry out those principles laid down in the Book of Life. Unconsciously we shall attain the summit, Where the eye sees the world as one vast plain, And one boundless reach of sky. y With four years of patient toil to steady usp with high ideals our instructors have so faithfully put before us in class room and social in- tlercourse, we go forth cheerfully.. to do whatsoever our hands find to o. . lt is with a feeling of tenderness, we look back upon the green and pleasant foothills. It is with a sense of grief we leave behind the pleasant hour , the youthful joys, the fleeting ambitions and look for- ward for the future to bring us richer stores of learning. greater pleas- ures in service, and the more abiding joy of accomplishment. May the spirit of our beloved school still abide with us, and with those who follow. May we pass to others the gifts our Alma Mater has bestowed upon us. May we never mar her good name but ever be an honor to her memory Then welcome each rebuff That turns earth smoothness rough Each sting that bids nor slt nor stand, but go! Be our joys three parts pain! Strive and hold cheap the strain. Learn, nor account the pang, Dare, never grudge the three. MO. M. C.

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