Reedsburg High School - Gleaner Yearbook (Reedsburg, WI)

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Tl € fuppif and Class oi 1912. One bright September morning’ in 190K we Freshmen, numbering forty-one, wended our way toward the red brick school house on the hill with anxious and expectant faces, eager to begin our first day’s work in the High School. After having been initiated into High School work, we learned that we didn’t know as much as we at first thought and that it required work to master the assigned lessons. Only a few months had passed when Death entered our circle and took away our dear classmate, Hester Kelley. She had been beloved by all and left a gap in our ranks, a gap never to be filled. By the time we became Sophomores we had learned the art of studying with concentrated efforts and our work seemed less difficult; and, incidentally, we had overcome our fo mer timidity and took our part in tormenting the “Freshies”. Even at this early period of our career we began to win fame. Madeline Bates received first place in the declamatory contest here and entered the league contest at Waunakee, where she brought honor to herself and her class by again receiving first place; then she was sent to the district contest at Whitewater. In September 1910 our cliss numbered thirty-five. Declamatory honors were again received by two members of our class—Odessa Elder and Louise Hass. They were sent to the league contest at Lodi and Odessa even to Whitewater. When the debate between Athenaeum and Senate took place, it was largely through the efforts of two of the members of 12 -Veda Collins and Frances Fish -that it was won by Athenaeum. The enrollment of the Senior class in September 1911 was onlv twenty-seven, a little more than half the number that entered when we were Freshmen. Here again we see the truth of the Evolution the-ory---“The survival of the fittest.’’ Many are the delightful times we have had together and much knowledge have we gleaned during these four years. One of our members has learned something which we would like to believe. She has

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TiV© .Purple and IflTkiie LESLIE N. JONES—“Casey.” President Forum 3. Basket Ball. “To do his duty, prompt at every call.” HAZEL M. HINDES—“Hinie.” President Delphia 2. “Laugh and the world laughs with you. » SENIOR RHYME T.ie Seniors sat in the oftico And their hearts beat quick and fast, As they fell to talking and wondering If all of them had passed. I here was Martin with his note book In which he’d kept the score Of his History recitations When sixty eight or more. Kthel and her | ennies That she coined in Physics Lab. “Torchy” who can work the teachers With his native wit and gab. Harold Hosier in the corner Held down an easy chair As he always does in classes For to rise he’d never dare. Odessa thought she failed in Kngl sh Wished she’d harder tried. Anna feared a like disaster At thot of which she cried. Joaepha. Emily and Frances Headed the faithful few Who had won laurels through the four years To their delight ami the teachers too. So the Seniors sat and | ondered Wondering of their fate ’Till Prof. Olson and his sheep skins Entered at a rapid gait. Just who won the sheep skins ’Tis now too soon to say. You’ll find out if you’re present On the thirty-first of May.

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Purple aipl discovered that, if she has a chemical solution, a dime and a piece of copper, she can make pennies; another has learned that a Klarier (piano) is not some kind of a ame. The more we study, the more we realize how little we really do know and what a vast amount of knowledge is still in store for us. In going to school these four years we have learned how to live, for the function which education has to discharge is to prepare one for complete living. We have been taught to live and to get as much happiness out of life as we can. In this way, if in no other, we are superior to those who have no education whatever—they do not truly live, they merely exist, and thus are bereft of the happiness that ought to be theirs. When we were Freshmen we thought that four years was a long time to spend in High School - but how fast these years have Mown! It seems as though it was only yesterday that we entered High School! We are now standing on the stage of Life, the curtain is slowly rising and soon we will be acting our life roles. We have reached the point where we stand alone; we must work for ourselves. No more will we be led across the difficult places that we meet, by the guiding hands of teachers; we must tight the battle of Life alone. Let us not quail or falter as we enter Life’s school, let us never give up to Despair, but always rein ?mber that, “Where there is life, there is hope. E. M. K.