Rising Sun High School - Sol Orien Yearbook (Rising Sun, IN)

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x - J SOPHOMORE SONG Tune-Sailing Behold the class of twenty-seven, To Alma Mater loyally given Right joyfully we hail her here For our frail barques, shell bravely steer, And ere we leave our High School, as is due, We'll prove our class is loyal, brave and true. 'lhen here's to the Soph'mores and here's to our teachers, too, Who have kindly guided all our labors thro', Chorus: Soph'mores ,Soph'mores, High School students are we, And true to our Alma Mater, dear, l'm sure we'll always beg Soph'mores, Soph'mores, Seventeen members, you see, ln two years more, we're expecting sure, Seventeen Seniors to be. Old rose and gold, our- colors gay, Bespeak the hope that gilds our way. Love lights the past, we've known so long, And shuns defeat, when it seems strong: 'Tis not for self, but one and all, you see, To us new paths shall ever open be. Then here's to the Soph'mores and here's to our teachers, too, Who have kindly guided all our labors thro'. Chorus: Classmates, so dear, with homage strong, We'll voices raise in sweetest songs, As Soph'mores true, her name enthrone, Her honors cherish, as our own, For then we give devotion tried and true Fond memory wakes the joys that here we knew, Then here's to the Soph'mores and here's to our Teachers, too, Who have guided all our labors thro'. A. N. R S IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllIIIIIIllIIllIIIIIIllIIHIIHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII 19 'I'H1IllIIIIIIIIIIIIllIIIIIllllllllllllII1IIllIlllllllllllIIIIIIIIIIIII H S lxhlxlll' ' I u E sf.. . ft l -.1 , V . , a

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K li I M ' 15- . V xx xxx lx A .- ' ef. , . ,t Q ','a.-. ,h Tgkli.-'7 .- Q, A ,g N - uh ,yi .. AC, N:-1'-?. .l.. N L 'fi A fa ' '-' . sr+s,.- 15- if - - -e-..f, :1'2- if MX is . SOPHOMORE CLASS POEM ln the fading twilight Just as the hrst star gleams, Musing by the fire bright What do I see in dreams? A picture fair l know The first to me is given, Seventeen faces in a row Hail, Class of Twenty-seven! Surely they are beck'ning And words l seem to hear, From the glowing embers Of faith and hope and cheer. Oh, filled to the fullest The happy days have been, Play with zest, work and rest At last we hope to win. For all men are brothers, Said the Master of old, 'Not for self but for others,' Heed our motto set in gold The picture now grows dim As burning flame lowers, Soon it fades to a rim Au Revoir, i1Sophomores. Once more the flame appears And in its light l see Selfsame group changed by years, But looking strong and free. Seniors, I see they are Dignifiecl and wiser, Very soon to wander far From their Alma Mater. A. B. R. S.lllllllIIllllllIllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllIIIIllIIIIIIIllllllilllllllllllllll--1925 ummmnumummnmmnm IIIIIlllllllllllllllllllllllIIIHIIIIIIIH.

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RS. ,hi '. X L 15-5 N S 'far '. ' .1-.iv . iq A' ,f,, 45g'i ,L--..E Q 'S 1 ,sw A FRESHMAN'S GOAL ln twenty-four we Freshmen came To R. S, HIGH SCHOOL fpraise its namel, And 'neath its rustic portal, we Pledged ourselves to loyal be. Our object is to do our best To boost our school with all the rest, Until its fame is spread abroad And everywhere its name we laud, 4 We are ambitious that l ween, fWe've proved to you from what you've seen.l To put oun school far past the rest, And hold its standard above the best. lf you've matched us all around You know our intentions are well found, And that our cause is justly good. Among other things in the neighborhood. We hope my friends we've made it plain Just how we're trying to play the game, And if we've failed in trying such, ln the coming year we will do much. S.l'l. IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII1 9 2 5 IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIHIIHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIH . S 0