St Gabriels High School - Archangel Yearbook (Hazleton, PA)

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The TRUMPET 'SHI lg, Junior Academic Officers President . . IJuRo'1'11Y M. MORAN Vice-President HIiI.I11N R. CAMPBIQLL Secretary . . G1iR'rRUD12 M. FERRY Treasurer STANLEY A. KRIQNCEWICZ g -7 l I46 J

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Q. The TRUMPET QQ? Class History of '27 S THE first bud appears in the spring, f1'esh and vigorous in its new environment, so did our happy band enter St. Gabriels' High School, and begin our history. With such a strenuous course, new rules and regulations, wc. like the bud, gave forth the best that was in us. Courage and spirit thrilled our hearts. But it must be remembered that serious application to studies did not absorb our entire energy. Part of it spent itself in athletics. Our first year was a zealous period of high school life. VVith one year of our high school course completed, we cntered our second year with happy faces and fixed resolutions. VVe regret to say some classmates did not return, but the majority. however, persevered. VVe were happy to see around us the pleasant faces of former years. Needlcss to tell you this was the ycar of wars. XVe fought and won many battles with Caesar. To our regular list of Academic subjects was added our first science: Biology. Each year we advanced in wisdom and prudence. for it is a scholastic axiom that one is never wise until he is a junior. Those of our class who failed to return missed the joy of being a wise junior. Among the important events of our Junior year was the election of Class Officers. Another important event was the forming of our Tennysonian Literary Society. Our first attempt at dramatics was the VVitches' Scene from Macbeth. This was followed by a debate. Our class meetings and discus- sions afforded us much pleasure and benefit. The first three years of our High School Life were success- ful, and we feel that we have partially accomplished what we set out to do, to be loyal and upright students, to be true to our classmates, to ourselves, to our school, and our God. VVe have learned to love St. Gabriel's. She has taught us to respect and honor her. The members of the class of Nineteen Twenty-Seven thoroughly appreciate her efforts in furthering their interests. VVe have strolled along pleasantly within her sacred walls. plucking the fruits of knowledge, and we have been drawn together until we seem parts of each others lives. There are some of us who spent our time in sequestered nooks: others who preferred the strenuous toil of the baseball diamondg but all have shared alike in the absorption of her high idealism and obedience to honor . And now looking forward to our senior year, we shall turn to our Divine Guide, for He knows best how to help us along the rough and narrow places in life. He knows best how to avoid the pitfalls. He knows how to make pleasant, the pleasant stretches. May lle companion us all day long, and may the class of Nineteen Twenty-Seven be long remembered in St. Gabriel's. . Gkwclc T. BRENNAN, '27, Donornv E. KLINE, '27, '03 1 1 nn 1 1 lh0 f 451

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The TRUMPET MQ' l 1 zmzbr ufeademle Q!! all CTRACIQ 'IQHIEOPHANE BRENNAN HELEN ROSE LIGOURI CAMPBELL GERTRUDIE BIONICA FERRY MARY LUCILLE I'IAGGER'I'Y RIARY GER'FR UDE IlOLLAND -DOROTHY E. KLINE DOROTHY IXIARY AIORAN GRACE CATH ERINE M URIIHY AIARY 'IQERESA CYIDONNELL H ELIZNA AIARIIS RILEY EUGISN IZ BERNARD GALLAOII ER uf Jlfem aries There dawn dear memories of the fast, To rlmrnz us as we tlzinlc alone, Still as the hues on riwerx east I I 'hen lang .velzaal-da.I'.s' lzafac almost flown,- .S'au1etiu1e.v they came and fill the mind The stars, the skies, wlren clouds are few find there a loving 2vc'len111e find,- Thmtgh old, yet seeming ever new. GRACE 1NtIL'R.P1lY, '27. -Qi -I I AVI X lx Q . f xi 1llllHW llIIIlIHM f , JAMES GIR.ARD KELLY STANLEY IANTONIUS KRENcEwIcz PHILIP JOSEPH REII.I.Y' STEPHEN JOSEPH YANEKA -I fweframe 'Uz'sz't0r 'I little dream came once to me That stayed fl lang, long while. -I little dream that seemed to bc fl szmbea-m's golden smile. A little dream that fled away All soblving, warn, and fl'f1j'f'll'. And nh, it tank the light af day, I wish it could have stayed. DOROTHY E. KLINE. Q-. l471