Watkins Glen High School - Senecan Oracle Yearbook (Watkins Glen, NY)

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10 THE ORACLE Colors—Blue and Gray Motto—Possunt quia posse videntur Flower—White Carnation Tree—Maple Vine—English Ivy Officers President—A LLINGTON BRIDGMA N Vice-President—HENRIETTA SHULMAN Secretary—EDNA BEARDSLEY Treasurer—Harry Gabriel Members DOROTHY EBERSOLE TRUMAN LOWN EDNA HAUSNER GEORGIA McKENZIE LELAND KRESS INEZ SHELTON DAISY LEWIS MAUDE SANT CLASS POEM Yet once more, oh, ye Seniors, and once more, Illustrious class with honors and with fame, I come to offer praises ever due. And in tender words and true, To those who in the year '06 first came Into this school which each and all adore. And first he in this honored line appears Whom we from all the twelve for President assigned— Most studious of all, oh yes! It's Allington, if you would guess. Look where you may. you surely never will find One worthier, so lay aside all fears.

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THE ORACLE 9 Training Class Teacher—Ruth E. Wallin. Members—Bertha Alexander, Mae Barker, Luella Burton, Elizabeth Hurd, Anna E. Mathews, Mary McQuillan, Pearl Price, Alberta J. Smith, Irene Seybolt, Madge Sanford, Nellie Wells. Total, 11. Summary Seniors .................................. 12 Juniors .................................. 21 Sophomores ............................... 24 Freshmen ................................. 70 Post-Graduates ............................ 2 Specials .................................. 6 Training Class ........................... 11 Total ............................... 146 An increase of fifty students from last year's record, showing how much may be accomplished by a little industry on the part of the Principal.

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THE ORACLE 1] Now look again and tell me whom you see, Vice-President with black eyes sparkling bright— So much of laughter and of fun Was never seen in any one. And you ask Pete if 1 am not just l ight. For I’m quite sure that he’ll agree with me. Now, since a lad who lives off on the hill Our money keeps, we feel at ease in mind. Harry’s our Treasurer, you know, And on our business, too, does go. And he in “Squirrel” ever seems to find That which his whole heart does delight to fill. Our Secretary is a country lass, Who carries home each night such stacks of books, That in our minds no doubt have we That Edna will most learned be, When from our Alma into secluded nooks Of the great world she, too, from us must pass. Besides oar officers mentioned above Are several more whose praises we would sing. There is with us Truman Lown, Who will surely gain renown, Inez, whose laughter might be heard to ring Far, far away, where e’er you choose to rove. Down on Long Island’s rocky coast our “Dot Is adding to her knowledge every day— A schoolmate who could be more sweet We seniors have not chanced to meet. There’s LeLand, too, of whom there’s some who say With Marjorie he’d like to cast his lot. There’s Georgia, too, so quiet and demure, Who scarcely from her books her eyes can raise, Maud, whose conduct’s always good And in her classes high has stood. And Daisy Lewis, for whose worthy praise Words sufficient we could not procure. Now to thee, our Alma Mater, we must say Farewell, farewell, for we must needs depart Into the wide, wide world to go. Seeds for the future now to sow, And to our comrades say with sinking heart: “ Good luck to you as you pass on your way.” F. E. H„ ’10.