Wapakoneta High School - Retrospect Yearbook (Wapakoneta, OH)

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SENIOR At last we have come to the best and worthiest class of the High School—“The Dignified Senior”—That word is in the mouth of every Freshman, Sophomore and Junior. There is not one among them who would not step aside or tip his hat to a Senior. He is held in perfect awe and every- one honors him as if he were a god. As a shining example before the whole school he teaches the Freshman to be humble, the Sophomore to be meek, and the haughty Junior to be unassuming. Indeed we must not forget that Shakespeare, Tennyson, Milton and other great poets must be read while we fulfill that dignified position of Senior. We must accomplish all of this and improve the time that is given us, in a profitable manner. We never worry over anything but simply take things as they come and make the best of everything. We never forget that if you “give to the World the best you have, the best will come to you.” And before everything else we hold most high our Class Motto: “VIVE UT VIVAS.”

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“Juniors—Juniors—we are wise How many in number? Thirty-five.” The Juniors, who are known everywhere as the most conceited and haughtiest class in High School, try to imitate the Seniors in everything, and have even gone so far as to buy class pins, which is really the most ridiculous thing that ever was heard of; however we cannot blame them for that, for who would not imitate such a worthy and deserving class as the SENIORS? They do not care for study any more—they have lost all ambition—and just so they manage to slide through so that they can be called Seniors is all that they really care for. They walk around the building as if they owned it all and they seem to have forgotten that they were ever Freshmen or Sopho- mores, for they look down upon them with disdain. Who is it that always says “Please Miss Conrath you will have to excuse me from this recitation, I-I-I-I did not have time to study last night—some—social function?” The Juniors—Juniors. Was a Freshman, Sophomore or Senior ever known to flunk out because he was out late last night? No! No! Juniors dissipate, Juniors keep late hours, Juniors fail in their daily recitations and Juniors do everything else that they should not do. But altho’ it pains us to say so, they have one accomplishment, and sorry to say they have neglected other things to become perfect in it, they can entertain, even if it did take them almost three years to get everything ready. At last the Juniors are about to become Seniors, and not until then will they look back and see how foolish and haughty they were as insignificant Juniors.

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I wish I were a Senior And could with the Seniors stand. With sufficient knowledge in my head, And a diploma in my hand.—B. Link, o o o Edwin T., (Sen. Rhetoric)—“Some of us, act too quickly now.” Miss R.—“Yes, you do with your mouth.” o' o o Gertrude Haupert surely docs enjoy a waltz-circle, especially when she is taking the boy’s part. o o o The Sophomores are a jolly bunch. They love to go to school. But more than all. they love their lunch, And their “Dear Mr. Pool.” o o o WANTED:— By Mr. Haupert.—A Junior class that does not wiggle. By Mr. Pool.—Stamped envelopes or special delivery stamps. By Miss Bowdle.—A new Kindergarten for 1909. By Miss Digel.—A front seat for Leslie Nichols. By Miss Howell.—A new dust cloth. By Miss Conrath.—To reach telephones in new building—A footstool. By Mr. Keller.—A sure cure for bashfulness. o o o Mr. Pool (assigning lesson)—“Commit the first ten lines by heart.” Louis D.— I haven’t any heart.” Mildred E.—“Yes he has.” Louis D.—“I had one but I gave it to you.” o o o Mr. Haupert dislikes misspelled words, so do not follow his example and write on the blackboard,—“E-g-g-e-s.” o o o It was noticed, among the girls of the W. H. S., a peculiar feeling, and they all felt the same way, and on being examined, it was found to be, “Water On The Brain,” which was later discovered to be a Pool.” o o o When a man has spent. His very last cent, The world looks blue,—you bet; But give him a dollar. And hear him holler There’s life in the old world yet. o o o (Soph. German).—“Gleich zu Gleich hult.” Susie H. (translating).—“Loves likes Loves.” o o o The Freshman year is a “Comedy of Errors.” Sophomore there is “Much Ado About Nothing.” Juniors, “As You Like It, and Seniors, “All’s Well That Ends Well.”