St Stephens Academy - Academician Yearbook (Port Huron, MI)

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The School We Leave Behind Florence Gleason, '24 We now have reached the cross-road VVhere our lives are bound to change, From familiar scenes of school days To the world with problems strange: From the harbor of St. Stephen's That has kept us safe and sound, We are called to choose our courses For upon life's sea we're bound. If the years that lie before us Be as years we leave behind, Where our sorrows were forgotten In the joys we sought to find. All our studies and our problems That we met from day to day, Have made the sweetest memories Of each hour that passed away. If all through life we cherish V The principles so true That we learned from our good teachers Gur deeds we'll never rue. But our lives will be examples And our actions ever show That the standards of St. Stephen's Are the ones we learned to know. The time has come for parting, In the alumnae we will be, To help our Alma Mater By some real activity. For though we leave in person, In our hearts you'll always find The fondest of fond memories, Of the school we leave behind. --iS-S-A-i- Where on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, And on Thursday at two-twenty, Do the groups of Chemists linger? In the Lab. There we've studied many metals, And discolored rose petals, VVhen we felt experimental, In the Lab.

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President 's Oration ' John Walton, '24 ' Cfassmates: Do we as graduates look beyond the dreams of gold, showering bouquets and diploma-effulgence into the puzzling paradoxes of the years to come and Hnally into the Commencement Day of our Eternity. Most of us do not. Wie are chiefly concerned with impressions, consid- ered the real, the modern, the worth while, in human progress, forgetting the ideal or that which survives the laurel wreaths and plaudits of a day. Let us in imagination fancy ourselves visitors to the studio of a sculp- tor, one whose works are heralded as monuments to the art. The model is before him. He studies every line, every feature that marks the personality and strives to imitate it in order, to give to the world in bronze or stone, a replica of the original. It may take months or years of painstaking labor but yet the sculptor does not despair. And when there finally rises, as proof of his ability, a carved image, a worthy production of his achievement, does he forsake the profession, content with idle glory? No-his artistic soul longs for other work, other subjects and thus he too, has Finished to Begin. lf we will consider ourselves not as architects of our career, but as sculptors: we will no doubt accomplish greater results. True, this requires an added amount of hammering and chiseling but a successful career no ntatter what the profession may be, depends wholly upon the energy ex- pendefl. A If then by retaining our high ideals and moulding our actions accord- ing to the glorious standards evolved in our academy training we become bet- ter fit to one day enter into the Closing Exercises of Life, will we not feel repaid as did the Sculptor whose work was so nobly crowned through his tireless efforts. --s gs . A---- SONNET TO ST. STEPHEN'S George Fountain, '24 My last four years at St. Stephen's are spent. The weeks and months have passed and have I fulfilled My Duty, which was to build, A path to success with a gradual ascent, And to form a character that is not bent, To face the world with passions stilled And say that I have few.moments killed, VVishing for amusement that might prevent My future happiness and success. If these blessings I have attained It is entirely due to the instructions best, That I have from the good Sisters obtained, For my last time under St. Stephen's rule VVith sadness I now depart from school.

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Class History Marie Churron, '24 Backward, turn backward Oh, time in thy flight! Make me a child again just for tonightlu Let us turn back with old Father Time, back to our entrance into High Schtool. That day, so happy to us all, was perhaps one of the happiest of our High School life. Old acquaintances 'were revived and new ones made. Our class was composed, besides those from St. Stephenls, of pupils from St. Joseph's and the neighboring towns. Our teacher was Sister Priscilla and under her direction we were safely launched in our school duties. We started in with light hearts to conquer Latin and Algebra along with Ancient History and English. All these lessons we found decidedly inter- esting. This first year was marked by a series of debates and a few social events. The debates were long and well fought. The grammar grades were often invited in to witness our brave attempts. Our entrance into High School was the occasion of another great event -enrollment in the Athletic Association. When called on for contributions we responded with a Carnival, which was a great success. But success can only be appreciated by those who have worked hard to attain it. Thus after a year of hard work and study, we passed our tests, to be admitted as Sophomores.'l VVhen classes started next year, we returned, but only to find our ranks somewhat diminished. Surprise seemed to be in store for us this year, be- sides a new teacher, Sister Mary Carmel, we had a new school, and we felt not a little pride to be the first Sophs to enter it. As we traveled on through our course our lessons became harder and in our new branch of study we met Caesar and followed him with his troubles in Gaul. Geometry and Mediaeval History gave us much anxiety, but success comes to him who perseveres, and we all passed with Hying colors. All will recall the great Sophomore picnic held at Lakeside Park, as our greatest social event of this year. VVith the school-bell ringing out its warning summons once more we returned to the studies and pleasures, victories and defeats of our junior year. Sister Mary James guided us safely through the crisis of this year. It is to her we owe our knowledge of Physics and higher Algebra. This year our class was in a sense, divided, some taking French and the others continuing Latin. The spirit of the season now called to us, as member of the Athletic As- sociation. We joined with the Twelfth Grade, because In union there is