Wapakoneta High School - Retrospect Yearbook (Wapakoneta, OH)

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Class Poo ni • O • 1 sit in the moonlight a thinking What the future of our class will he. But tar into the dim future I am quite unable to sec. Outside the gay hells are ringing And 1 count the strokes twenty three It meancth the number in our class That this week are set free. We know not what each day bringeth, Each minute, each day. each hour. But we keep on steadily climbing To the pinnacle of the tower. “lie conquers who endureth,” Is the motto of our class. From School Life into Life’s School Forever, now we pass. Our President • O • Harry Crawford, Senior man. Who for President he ran: .And got it too. but such is life. When one is lucky in a strife. As a President we like him As we really ought to do; Not because his face is handsome Or his hair, a chestnut hue. But because he is ambitious And tries to make things go. And wants to make the Senior Class Be anything but slow. We like him ’cause he tries to make Our class, the one, true blue: Just because you’re Senior President. Mr. Crawford, here’s to you. —26—

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 NELLIE HIGGINS. Nellie’s ways arc very charming. Her mistakes are very few; Fear not; Nellie will not harm you. Though her glances pierce you through. She her lessons always studies With the greatest zeal and care : And she likes to have fun also When she has the time to spare. • o • GEORGE CALDWELL. George delights in base ball and Latin. lie is noted for his his fine arguments in Rhetoric. It is thought by some that he will he a preacher, by others a base hall player. But George says he is going to be a diplomat. • O • SUE HENRY. The Eternal Question Mark? When she can’t think of any more questions, she giggles. Sue’s jokes often become of any more questions, she giggles. Sue’s jokes often become monotonous but she usually accomplishes her purpose of mak- ing people laugh. There was a young lady named Sue With her lessons she never got through; She played with toys and liked the boys. This jolly, laughing Sue. —25—

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CLASS HISTORY CLARA HEAD A POM L. • o • One bright September morning, in the year lOOb. a frightened and bashful class of about fifty-seven in number, assembled in the old High School building in one of the two rooms occupied by the High School. Although we had look- ed forward to this day for a long time, we could not help feel- ing timid at first. Gradually, however, we passed this stage successfully and there it was that we showed the true worth of our class. How often we worked a whole hour on a single algebra problem in order to see that smile of approval appear on Miss Howell’s face. Rut oh! how difficult it was to keep back the tears, which would come in spite of all our efforts to keep them back, whenever we were reprimanded by Miss Conrath or Mr. Helter. Never can we forget the first time we were tardy nor how determined we were, after Miss Con- rath’s lecture, that it should never happen again. We had just become used to our high school work, when almost be- fore we knew it. we were Freshmen no longer. On arriving at school the following September, we found that many changes had taken place. Mr. Helter had re- signed his position during the summer months, and Mr. Haupert had been appointed to take his place. Mr. Heller’s departure was sincerely regretted, for we had all learned to respect and honor him during our Freshman year. Mr. Haupert. however, began his duties in a way which proved that he was very capable of carrying out the part intrusted to him. It has also become evident that the high school had be- come guilty of using shall for will, many for can. and of mak- ing other grammatical errors. Therefore, it was found neces- sary to send for Miss Rcinhard. who has done all in her power to correct our English. And now to go back to the class. I’pon investigation it was found that many who had begun with us as Freshmen had not appeared for various .reasons. In this year we first realized what real study was. How we wished that we could write up original rules to demonstrate the propositions in Geometry. And how we did work at Ceasar each day. only to find the next lesson more difficult. Rut Ceasar’s bridge, which our class took such pains to build and which, in Miss Conrath's estimation, was something re- markable. finally helped us over these difficulties. Meanwhile the high school had gradually grown larger and larger. The