Toulon Township High School - Tolo Yearbook (Toulon, IL)

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4 March, Nineteen Twenty-Nine AN OLI) SUBJECT RE HASHED. Perhaps you have a friend whom you love very dearly. You are in his company quite often and you are considerate of him to the extent that you are not rude. But, too often, that is as far as our friendship, from outward manifestations, goes. You overlook chances to perform the little kindnesses, which the poet says, make up the sum of life. You admire him for qualities and accomplishments. Don’t be afraid to tell him so and to give him a word of praise in his moment. It is well to store up these little kindnesses, both given and received, against a time when their memory will be a source of comfort and pleasure in an otherwise weary and sordid existence. Too often people neglect to praise and encourage a friend or to let him know how they love him until after he is dead. It does him little good then. Perhaps a word or a more manifest friendliness on your part would have urged him on to some greater thing. At least, it would have made your life and his happier and this earth a wee bit better place to live in. If you have a friend you love or a person you admire tell him so. If he is the right kind of friend he will appreciate and strive to live up to your friendship. HAVE A MIND OF YOUR OWN. Sammy Jones was eight years old, and in the third grade. He had three pairs of shoes. One pair was red, one green and the last old and nearly worn out. He was invited to a birthday party at his friend’s house and he couldn’t decide which pair of shoes to wear. His brother said he should wear his red ones because if he wore his green ones he would be called a greenhorn. His sister said he should wear his green ones because they would match his suit and not show dirt so much. Sammy became so worried over the matter that he wore his old worn out ones and as a result was ashamed of his shoes at the party. Now don’t anyone be like Sammy. Have a mind of your own and use it. Listen to advice but think it over before you do anything you will be sorry about afterwards. If you let people influence you on small matters perhaps some time later you will be influenced on a more important matter and be led into wrong. You are given a mind and are expected to use it, so do it. —M. Martin. FAMILIAR QUOTATIONS AND THEIR AUTHORS. “I dare do all that doth become a man, Who dares do more is none.”—Shakespeare, “Macbeth.” “All that glistens is not gold.”—Shakespeare, “Merchant of Venice.” “A perfect woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort and command.”—Wordsworth, “A Portrait.” “He prayeth best, who loveth best All things, both great and small;

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March, Nineteen Twenty-Nine 5 For the dear God, who loveth us, He made and loveth all.—Coleridge, “Ancient Mariner.” “Oh wad some power the giftie gie us, To see oursels as ithers see us!” Robert Burns, “To a Louse.” “Cowards die many times before their death: The valiant never taste of death but once.”—Shakespeare, “Julius Caesar.” “Man’s word is God in man: Let chance what will, I trust thee to the death.”—Tennyson, “Coming of Arthur.” “He makes no friend who never made a foe.”—Tennyson, “Lancelot and Elaine.” “But one man of her crew alive What put to sea with seventy-five.”—Stevenson, “Treasure Island.” “Be not the first by whom the new is tried, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.”—Pope, “Essay on Criticism.” “Tell me not in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream.”—Longfellow, “Psalm of Life.” AGAIN. Seniors go out and blink and blink, And never seem to care or think That this is the way they all begin To hit the trail of I’m all in. But that’s the way it’s always been, And that’s the way it will be again. Juniors go out to get the news, Copy from others and get their views. They never seem to care or know That copying leads to endless woe, But that’s the way it’s always been, And that’s the way it will be again. Sophomores go out to see the show, And thus their averages go far below; And tho’ they think that all is well, Their exams and average will surely tell. But that’s the way it’s always been, And that’s the way it will be again. Freshmen go out to join the dance, And with their lessons to take a chance; But soon they find they’re off the track, And learn too late they can’t come back. But that’s the way it’s always been, And that’s the way it will be again. And so it is from day to day That many fail the passing way And learn alas! when it’s too late, They can’t go thru the passing gate. But that’s the way it’s always been, And that’s the way it will be again.