St Johns High School - Blue Devil Yearbook (Darlington, SC)

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Irregular Student I.OU ELMA EDWARDS Darlington, S. C. “She will succeed on merit all her own.” Member Lanier Literary So- ciety; Member St. John’s Liter- ary Society. Irregular Student CECIL CLOSLAND DeLORME Dovesville, S. C. “If he be not in love with some woman, There is no believing in old signs.” Member Class '18 one year; Member Coker Literary Society; Football Team T7; Baseball Team T8.

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DEWIE WILLIAMSON Darlington, S. C. She that was fair and never proud. Had tongue at will, and yet was never loud. Vice-President Lanier Liter- ary Society; Critic Lanier Lit- erary Society; Vice-President St. John's Literary Society; Ex- change Editor Bulletin. «1 This space is dedicated ‘Our Soldier Boys’ Thomas Buchanan Robert E. James John McDonald Carl Mozingo Glenn Whittington “Their country called - they heard the sound.”

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SENIOR LIGHTS AND SHADOWS Freshman year passed long ago, And now we’ve learned to love it For we know that daylight is sublime By just the absence of it; And though it's hardships seemed all wrong And life seemed void and hollow. There was never a Freshman year so long That a Sophomore did not jolloiv. Sophomore year gave us hope at last. And banished melancholy, We learned it was best, whate’er befell To still be gay and jolly. And although we suffered griej untold We really didn’t mind it. For a Sophomore year can’t be so long. With a Junior year behind it. Junior year made us feel quite wise And filled us with ambition, For it meant to us another rise And we caught a broader vision. So bravely we strove to bear our load Oj mortal doubt and yearning. As hopefully we trod the road That led to greater learning. Senior joys cannot last all while. Old time is sure to chase them, So let the tears oj parting cease And with a smile replace them. 'Tis a sad farewell for girl and boy. But hearts now plunged in sorrow W ill be tter appreciate the joy, That comes with each to-morrow. So now good-bye to teachers all. To comrades true and loyal, W e face another life, whose call Invites to service royal, Well ne’er forget the friends we’ve met, The joys these years have brought us; We’ll strive our best and ne’er forget The lessons they have taught us. —H. Raymond Weeks, '18.