Tabor High School - Echoes Yearbook (Tabor, IA)

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Junior Class History Of all the scholars here, the Juniors are the bestg They're always hard at work and seldom stop to rest. They started in as Freshmen one bright Septem- ber day, And toiled the whole year long with very little play. At first they went to Latin in a very pleasant room But some of them declare it was there they met their doom. They went across to English, in the room across the hall, Thence we journeyed with speed without one single fall, Now this industrious class to History must go, Of all the ancient people we learned about just so. - After a while came Algebra, Oh dear, how sad, Some remained, the ones who were bad. This very wondrous class was a very loyal one, They always did their best till their duty they had done. Of parties they had two, the members all turned out, They had a happy time, of course, beyond a doubt. Of officers that year they had the very best, President and Sponsor, of course, and all the rest. But now that year is past, and they started in anew, Sometimes you heard them say, how I wish that I were through. The officers they elected, the very first of the year, Were the best that could be found, either far or near. Angeline for president, she certainly was fine, Norman W'est as treasurer was next along the line, The sponsor was Miss Wheeler from Chicago, Illinois, Vice President was Marian, Oh, yes, a girl and not a boy. The hardest part that year, I think, they've all declared, Was to go to Caesar class with a lesson all prepared. The ones who weren't in Caesar to Agriculture went, And all to English, History and Geometry were sent. Of parties they had few, a, skating party grand. And when they entertained the illustrious Freshman clan. By this time the year was speeding past, And some they bade a last farewell to the famous Senior cast. Next September they entered as Juniors, mighty and wise, And greeted T. H. S. with adoring and loving eyes. Of the many studies taught this year, I'm sure they love them all, Commercial, Normal and Liberal within their beck and call. Charles, Mabel and Beulah are officers this year, With Miss Derry, our teacher, as sponsor so dear. The Juniors andiSeniors had a party as men- tioned in this book, all the people present with them their skates they took. And The Junior-Senior Banquet at Easter time was given, And the good will at this meeting will never more be riveu. And now this short school year is cqming to a close, Through all the time we've been awake and never stopped to doze. May this brave class move on until they've finished here, ' Then out into the world go with a song of ' cheer.

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History of Tabor High School In Modern Language. Wav aback in '84, when the world had not heard of loud speakers and the night air mail, a small group of sheiks and fiappers graduated from Tabor High School, filled with the bunk commonly known as knowledge. Since that day, many classes have left the old Alma Mat- er to go out and strut their stuff in this little old world of your'n and mine. When our Dads and Granddads were in school, if some poor kid whispered the teacher would get hard and knock him for a 1-ow of Egyptian pyramids. Now we can get bv with almost anything. Our teachers call us My Little Welch Rarebitsv lthey think we'1'e the whole cheesej. Old fogies try to tell us that we have things too soft, that we don't d-o enough- to keep our blood warm. The world has changed in many ways. We're for the Modern Age. We've got to adapt our- selves to our environments. And, being notable in the history of the High School as the largest class, we must keep our record up, and so w1e'1'e tryiing to learn the ways of the world. When the class is out in the world, strutting its stuff, and some great deed is done by .some great man, people will say, That man? Why, he's one of the fa- mous Class of '25. You just can't hold 'em down! -Bud