Rutherford B Hayes High School - Delhi Yearbook (Delaware, OH)

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r r l MDlQLl'll'lQl5Zl l l t i r High School Night Concert, March 18 HE Upper Class Girls' Glec Cluh, a selective group composed of sixty girls, has had an active year. Every Tuesday and Friday noon, sweet luelotlious sounds issue forth from room thirtyfcight. Vs'hile thc Glce Cluh has not made an unusual numhcr of appearances, it has had a part in the program on both High School Nights and, has made several appearances in chapel. At Commence' ment the girls' and hoys' groups comhincd in contrihuting two heautiful numhers to thc program. At the hcginning of the year officers were chosen as follows: Esther NVest, presidentz Betty Huxley, vice-prcsif dent: Marie jones, secretary: and Beatrice Hall, treasurer. Participation in the AllfState Chorus was not possihlc this year as formerly, hecause thoseytaking part in this performance were chosen only from the various county schools throughout the state. At every appearance the cluh inet with ready appreciaf tion, for under Mrs. Sullivan's direction the organization has made unusual progress. Those who intend to conf tinuc the study of music feel that they have had excellent training for future activity. Polly Perley very successfully. filled the position as accompanist for the club. Upper Class Girls' Glee Club Vv'liy, l'1'e done all the screaming ulretitlyf said the Sluccn. 'W'lmt would hc the good of lltwnig it till over tigriiiif .shun it Q:-Sill? r fr i . vt- rg ? 'gill f .-.

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i i I X iDllLl'll'lQ5Z Ilii i Sophomore Girls' Literary The Song of My Skates Clicketyfclick, tappityftap, With hastening fingers I fasten my strap And tighten my skates, then I'm off down the street, With hair blowing wildly and flying feet! The wind fans my cheek and rustles the trees, Oh, the song of my skates and the soft, summer breeze On the smooth white walk like a ribbon so white Enfolds hcfore me4I pause in my flight To gather my breath: to tighten a strapg Again I am off with a tappityftap, I scuffle up hill, I whiz down the lane, joyously skating to one refrain, I roll o'er the land without a mishap To the song of my skates, clickftappityftap. -janet Rose Cutler Why Worry? Why worry ahout what has happened hefore? What do you care for the wolf at the door ? Be happy! Don't worryg God granted ,you life: What do you live forfsorrow and strife? Don't worry about what still is to he, It's fun just to think of surprises you'll see: Life's good, life's great, life's really worth while, If you can stand up and live with a smile! -Lois Ziegler s A Silver Birch A silver birch Against the blue, Sun fairies Dancing on the leavesg The merry tinkle Of lady wind Playing, Her silver Fingers Pluckirig out Tunes of magic. --Jean Bennett