Washington Seminary - Facts and Fancies Yearbook (Atlanta, GA)

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PRESIDENTS ADDRESS We, the girls of the graduating class of l935, welcome you, our parents and friends, to this, our last class exercise together. Pride, blended with sadness, marks the com- pletion of our work and play at dear old Washington Seminary. As we glance backward over the happy days spent here, we realize how really delightful and worthwhile these days have been. We have worked hard, willingly and unwillingly, but hard nevertheless, else we would not be on this stage tonight. Now we see, fully perhaps for the first time, how much we shall miss our friendly con- tacts here and the sympathy of our patient friends, the Faculty. Even though we are giving up our place at the Seminary as students tomorrow night, we can never re- linquish our affection for our Alma Mater and our loyalty to her standards. These have given us high ideals and respect for true character, so that we are carrying away something fine and rich as we continue life. Due to the thorough preparation received at the Seminary, we shall be more ready to meet whatever comes our way, whether our aims be college, home, or career. Each senior, whether she has been here one year or twelve, will gratefully remember Miss Emma, Mr. Scott, and the Faculty for their never-failing kindness. We somewhat experienced seniors cannot refrain from asking our friends, the undergraduates, to take advantage of their opportunities: for what they learn here, in and out of books, will serve as a firm foundation for .a bright, successful future. And now, dear classmates, may I tell you how sincerely l appreciate the privilege of being your president. The whole-hearted co-operation of the members of our class has made my office a joy and a pleasure. I personally feel that the Class of '35 is beyond doubt the best class that was ever graduated from the Seminary. For that reason much will be expected of us. We will try to fulfill the hopes of those who have proved their interest in our welfare. May the friendships that have taken root in our high school days continue to bring happiness and comfort to each one of you, Seniors. -May the memories of our gay and serious days together always be among your most cherished possessions. v -HELEN BELL . 3l .

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BABS ZUBER ATLANTA, GEORGIA Entered I923 GENERAL COURSE Masque and Wig Club, '3l-'33: A lAthleticl Club, '3l-'35: Red Cross: Athletic Association, Manager of Archery, '34-'35, Class Volley-ball '3I-'35, Class Basket-ball, '3l-'35, Squad, '3l-'35 THE MISSEMMA Statf, Athletic Editor, '33-'34 BETTY ZU BER ATLANTA, GEORGIA Entered I9Z3 GENERAL COURSE Class President, '3I-'32: Masque and Wig Club '3l-'33g A lAthleticl Club, '3I-'35, Secretary '33-'34: Red Cross: Athletic Association, Man ager of Archery, '33-'34, Manager of Volley-ball '34-'35, Class Volley-ball, '3l-'35, Class Basket ball, '3l-'35, Squad, '31-'35. I Youth There's nothing shameful in the shedding Ot a tear when Youth starts out: Naught to scott at in the lending Ot a hand to steady doubt. For eager Youth goes forth alone Bearing in her hand l ler tiny unimportant world, Her little grain ot sand, To lay at the feet ot the gods On the turbulent beach ot lite, What she was, is, and is to be, Her cares, her young delights. So, tor a path that is not all ease Which leads-tate alone lcnows wher Otter to Athene, goddess ot wisdom, The best that you have-a prayer. C -GLADYS COOK .30.

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ITM. - V, p . Fifi: u F. YETFW we f., : '-1-za T+.f':g'-55 ?Elr.,.1 H 5, . .557 of fiffffb :crrfgr Et? N, V. I- ,r I' THE THRESHOLD ICLASS POEMI The fleeting years have so slipped past That we are Seniors now at last. The future, all uncertain, stands ' Across the threshold with beclc'ning hands, And we must needs pass through to see Just what this thing called life may be. With heavy hearts we bid adieu To each and every one of you- To you, our teachers, friends indeed, Who helped us in our every need O'er every obstacle we met. Believe me, we shall not forget The weary hours for us you spent ln correction and encouragement: There are no words with which to say. The grateful love we gladly pay, Mingled with repentance, too, For each heartache we brought to you: Our lips alone may say farewell, For in our hearts you'll ever dwell. And you, the Juniors, take our place- The trials we met you now must face And keep the banner we have borne Unsoiled, unspotted, and untorn! All the things we hoped to do Here at the last we leave to- you. You may achieve our cherished schemes, For you, come true our dearest dreams. So, hold the flaming torch on high That we pass to you as we say Goodbye. ' . -CATHERINE CAMPBELL l -.-. F . 32