Quincy High School - Oriole Yearbook (Quincy, MI)

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Teachers: The time lias come for us to take leave of you, and we cannot re- frain from expressing the deep sense of obligation which rests upon us. We have spent four important years of our lives under your care, and have received the train¬ ing which forms a large part of the equipment for life; and we appreciate, in some measure at least, how much we owe to your faithfulness. We tremble as we leave you, for here we have relied upon your wisdom and guidance, and you have been willing to bestow it. Now we must think for ourselves and be ever dependent upon our own knowledge. And now, in the name of my class, whose representative I am proud to be, I bid you farewell, with the hope that your memory of us may be as pleasant as ours shall always be of you. Good Bye. Pupils of the Under-graduating Classes: Today we leave you, and we leave the old School in your care. You are to walk those halls and climb those stairs when we have wandered away. You will still make the rooms ring with the cheers in which our voices have so often joined. You are to have many funny happenings and quaint experiences in class rooms such as we have had, and these make us the more interested in you. We do not expect to be long remembered by you. Our places will be taken. But we are glad that we leave in our places strong-hearted boys and girls who love their school and will stand up stoutly for her when we are gone; glad that we leave pupils who will appreciate the work of these, our much beloved teachers. In the next two or three years, as one and another of us may come back to visit the school, it will be cheering to find some familiar faces. And now, schoolmates, the class of this year will soon separate from you, never again to be united in the sehoolrom ; may prosperity and happiness attend you all. Good Bye. Classmates: To you the final words of farewell must be said. We knew this parting must come, but we tried to put it from us and think of it as next year, next term or weeks away. We weren’t ready to have it come so soon. We have had the same routine each day, so that we had almost forgotten that there could be a change, that it did not go on this way forever. But now we have reached a new phase in life where each one must stand for himself. The events of our Com¬ mencement day and of the past school days are to be remembered with pleasure, perhaps with pride when we have passed far down into the vale of years. As the aged of today rehearse the scenes of their youth, so shall we revive the memories of our school days. Then, little incidents, which seem now hardly worth the telling, will possess a deeper interest. Our Senior year with its trials and its triumphs, will be an epoch in the career of some of us, as a year worth remembering by all of us. We cannot take leave of those familiar walls and sunder the pleasant associations which have bound us together here without acknowledging the debt of gratitude we owe to our school. We have too little experience with the duties and responsibil¬ ities of active life fully to understand and appreciate the value of the intellectual and moral training we have received in this place, but we know that we are the wiser and the better now for it. To many of us the education we have obtained here will be our only capital in beginning life, and, whatever wealth and honor we may hereafter win in the world will be largely due to our school. I v et us then re¬ member it with affection and gratitude. We shall ever feel a noble pride in those who have so wisely and generously placed the means of education within reach of all. And now, with what wish may we express the friendship and interest we feel for each other? I can wish nothing happier than that, through our lives, in sun¬ shine and sorrow, there may remain with us the consciousness of duty well done. In the hope of such a future, and with many pleasant memories of our good times, “ A uf 11 ' ied crsch n ’ ’

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The most original member of the class is Willie Sebring. He regards with scientific attention any object he encounters, either investigating botanically the flowers and shrubs that border his pathway or rapping with a geologist’s hammer the rocks among which those flowers nestle and blossom. He even tries to read the history of the globe from the mountains, and with all the rest, “His pencil was striking, resistless and grand.” Thus endeth the uneventful history of their class, but we find that the early life of many a man, famous in his later years, has been void of anything unusual. So we know this fact places no limit to the achievemens of the various members of the Juniors in the future. ASSEMBLY ROOM . . . Farewell Address . . . Gladys Ilowald To the Board Students of this greeting. of Education, to the Teachers school and to my Classmates who have been our guides, to the , it is my privilege to give a last Gentlemen of the Hoard of Education: We thank you for your care and for the interest you have taken in the welfare o lose who have come here to school each year. We will ever remember that to iJ ' n T T t U m T ' e ° ' e Pri ' ileses we ha ' e enjoyed. May ton e’ver he able to look w.th feehngs of satisfaction upon all your efforts for the .advance ment of those who are enrolled upon the register of the school, and especially unon the class which is now about to leave. especially upon

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