Wadsworth High School - Whisperer Yearbook (Wadsworth, OH)

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FRESHMAN CLASS

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FRESHMAN CLASS The Freshman class was organized the second day of school, with about eighty-six pupils. Virginia Auble was elected president, Harold Seiberling, Vice-president, and Corrine Longenecker, Secretary. Freshman Wiener Roast The Freshman Wiener roast was held the last of October. About forty- five were present. Two roaring fires were used to take care of the demand. We had a bit of close harmony by lVlr. Vvoodbridge, lVlr. Avery and Mr. Krabill. Indeed when we broke up to go home, it was fitting to say We had a fine time. Freshman Glee Club This organization was started with about thirty-five members. The Club chose Wanda Bain as President and Glen Hall as Secretary. Under the directorship of Mrs. Krabill and with lVlary Rood at the piano the Glee Club made a fine showing. Wayne Byer ll r

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To the Flowers When flowers die and let their petals fall, The perfume vanishes into the air, Yet leaves behind the thought that after all The world was brightened with their beauty fair. Not only flowers with their fragrance sweet Have left in this dark world a phantasy. A dream half hidden in the life, too fleet, Of some small half forgotten memory. But in my dreary life l sometimes find A wisp of personality so rare, A shadow of a character behind. l wonder if in answer to some prayer The Fates install a flowery phantasy T lnto a mortal personality. Nellie Ray '26 The Storm The first glimpse of Dawn and everything hushed. l-lark! the birds are beginning to twitter in the trees. The sun is rising and rainbow hues appear. As the sun rises higher and higher into the beautiful heavens, flowers begin to wake and turn their pretty dew-covered faces to-ward the sun for warmth. Their fragrance is filling the air. But, in the west appears a grey bit of down and as it approaches the stillness is made ominous. The atmos- phere becomes heavier and heavier. More clouds appear and a breeze begins to rustle in the tree tops. Little by little the sun is hidden. A low rumble is heard, a flash of light is seen and then great drops of rain begin to fall. The wind, blowing harder and harder, whirls the rain as a great whirl-pool. The large drops have changed to smaller but the thunder continues to boom, the lightning to flash and the wind to blow. Then just as calmly as the storm had first approached so does it diminish. The leaves of the trees and the grass are no longer clothed in a parchecl green but in a beautiful bright shade. The flowers, freshened by the rain, nod their happy faces in the breeze and the birds again commence their chattering. Everything gives an impression of exquisite beauty and cleanliness. There is a beautiful song which we know as Every Cloud has a Silver Lining. l'low true this song is. If we will only look for the silver lining, happiness will surely be ours. The storm, we may compare to a tempermental cloud-burst. When it is over, the very atmosphere shows signs of relief. Madalene Rasor Anderton Thirty-two