Reedsburg High School - Gleaner Yearbook (Reedsburg, WI)

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Senior Class Officers Class History President Vice President Secretary Treasurer WALTERE. DONAHUE ESTHER C. BROWN MINNIE B. FOSS PHILLIP R. SCHWEKE Motto “Success Through Difficulties. Flower Colors Yellow Hose Purple and Hold Yell We‘re the last. We'ie the lK st, Seniors Seniors. Yes! Yes! Yes! On September 7, 1909, fifty-five timid shrinking: Freshmen, with diplomas clasped tightly in hand, knocked at the door of the Reeds burg High School and asked to be admitted with the elect. Who will ever forget that memorable tirst day, how we got into the Junior and Senior class rooms and how tin) and insignificant we did seem! Our class, as Freshmen, was noted for two things, namely, its size, being the largest class ever entered here, and its class party, something never heard of before, which was given in the Gym, to the envy of all the other classes. The Sophomores, instead of hazing us, took us under their protecting wing and proceeded to initiate us into all the fun and follies of the underclassmen, and many were the seats changed and the promises made before the influence of those Sophs wore off! When we returned again to school in 1910, how much older and wiser we felt and how we did lord it over those green freshies! The class, however, soon entered into tin-oblivion common to all Sophomore classes. When we reached our Junior year, the class roll had shrunk to thirty two,—thirty-two hard-working, earnest

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Malvin Davis— Jeff ’ ‘I want to be an agric, and with the airricn stand, A chicken on my doorstep— a carrot in my hand.” In a Hastings Glee Club “Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.” James Padden— Jim” Foot Ball Basket Ball “A steady, sober sort ot a citizen.” Class of J 3 Once from the high school a class did go. And a smarter and wiser, one never could know. For of History and German and English and—well. There wasn’t a thing that class couldn’t tell. There was Walter who worked his way through every class. And Wesley who never cared whether he’d pass. While bright Minnie was just the oilier way. And burned her lamp till break of day. Hank Powell he earn honor in oratorical line. And Doc. among late risers ever did shine. Clarissa made hits with the faculty. As Mable and the two Ruths studied industriously. Gretchen A ton kept her experiments all up to date. Though Minnie and Nina as usual were late. .John Flynn he did prize-light and Malvin did learn. That to Geom and Physics his labors might turn. James Fadden as quiet as quiet could be. And Philip tried to swallow the whole Dictionary. Forest so fondly of pennies and nickels did dream, And Agnes as her ideal, a barber did deem. Ima Hastings and Elva liked German real well And Rose in the land of true lovers did dwell. Then there's Floyd who is always helping along. And Caecilia for whom the good times in Physics are n ne. The jolliest, wittiest, happiest class. That in every hard study ever did pass. Is our class, and anyone would know it. So here’s to lucky thirteen and a rest lor the poet. Caecilia M. TheimaM .

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and withal happy hearted girls and boys. During our Junior year oratorical honors were won by one of our n embers—Henry Powell—who was the school representa tive at the league Contest. Nearly every year our class ias ranked the highest in quarterly average. 1912 finds us Seniors at last, and with the very name we feel an added responsibility. We have successfully weathered the rocks of Geometry, and, given proper con-litions, we expect to be able to prove two triangles equal •ven when we are old and grey and other generations are puzzling over these problems. We are now struggling in he rapids of Physics and although few of us can construct in electric bell or run a steam engine, we all have come to .ealize the sad truth of tin law “that for every action there is a reaction, equal in magnitude and opposite in direction.” We are supposed, by this time, to have lost all signs of timidity and ignorance and to have acquired a dignity of bearing and wisdom of manner more befitting our maturer years and calmer judgment, yet we are still as tun-loving as ever and ready for a lark any time. Two short months and we will say good-bye to our dear old school and go out into the world to gain further knowledge or to earn our own living. We will never for. get the four happiest years of our life years of work, of play, of enjoyment, years which have broadened our life in every sense and which have taught us that great end of all education righ living. Happy as we will in to have completed the High School coarse, everyone of us will leave school next May with a feeling of sadness and re gret, sadness that those care-free happy days of our youth can never be again, and regr rt'that we must L ave so many dear friends and classmates. Many and helpful are the lessons we have learned during these four short years and we owe much to our able instructors whose influence and good example have guided our actions and helped shape our characters, and no matter what we do in the future, or where we shall be, in the storms of the years to come we will ever be mindful of our High School struggles and victories and how we have won and always expect to win Success Through Difficulties.