University of Wisconsin Stevens Point - Horizon / Iris Yearbook (Stevens Point, WI)

Page 33 text:

Elir 3ris. 1911 WK SENIOHS We Seniors will rush together. Into the whirlpool of life; Long we have planned to go there. Into the chaos of strife. On the bosom of life’s river. First as tots we drifted along. Harkening to the water's music. Prattling to our hearts with song. Then when the current grew stronger. With our primer books, our band F.ntered the portal of learning That leads to a gleaming strand. There we found you. Alma Mater. Shedding your warm, bright rays; Pleased by your light we came to you. To prepare for our later days. Oh. we have been so happy. Absorbing for four short years. Your priceless light of wisdom! Yet now our parting nears. First we were bashful Freshmen. Fearing to do or dare; Calling the work they gave us A trouble and a care. Sophomores next, and industrious, Plodding with all our might. Taught by you. Alma Mater, That time would make all right. Juniors next and new comrades, A jovial band were we. Frolicking as we studied. Living a life of glee. As Seniors now we are ready To follow life's command; Into the strife and the whirlpool. It is calling our little band. In the moments of joy and sorrow. In the currents of peace and strife. Alma Mater, we’ll never forget you. Nor that past and contented life. Phyllis Gebert. 'll. 3»

Page 32 text:

a hr 3ns. 1U11 Til F SENIOR CLASS OF I ill I Do you recall, dear Comrades, the years we spent together. As we sang the old. old school songs, for those years were very sweet. How we read and wrote and studied, caring naught for wind and weather. Along the road to Somewhere.—the wide world at our feet? Along the road to Somewhere, when each day had its story. When time slipped by without a thought—our spirits were so high. When joy unfathomed filled our hearts, as bathed in well-earned glory. Along the road to Somewhere we watched the days go by. Alas! the road to Somewhere was pitfalled with disaster; There was failure, want, and weariness, yet. oh! we loved it so. And on we went exultantly and no one was our master. And no one guessed what dreams were ours, as swinging heel and toe. We tramped the road to Somewhere the magic road to Somewhere— The road we took thru S. P. N.. in days of long ago! May Greening, 'll. 30 N.

Page 34 text:

dhr Jria. 1U11 FACULTY .u Garry E. Culver Ages ago when our Normal began, (The date there is no means of knowing), A student went home from his first day at school With praises of Culver o’erflowitig. lie’s married long since; has a boy of his own, Who recently entered our Normal; The son like his father sings praises of “Dad In a manner quite free and informal Rose-Anna Gray I here's a smile that conies winsome!}- stealing. Across her fair face (as per view). It's at once so demure and appealing. We’ve caught it and held it for you. It lessens our fear of the papers She signs with a big “K. A. G. And even gives hope to the hopeless. ho get the dread dictum, See me! Bettina Garwick Miss Garwick next we introduce. The mistress of the gym. She’s always in fora frolic, Hut of course (at times) she’s prim. She always favors a student. When he needs a credit or two, But woe to the one who tries to “hedge, For a bluff will not go thru. She plays a game oi tennis That’s a pleasure to behold. A vote of right gi d fellow Is unanimously polled!