Waukegan High School - Annual W Yearbook (Waukegan, IL)

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GIIARGE T0 UNDERERADUATES WILLIAM DALZIEL N passing from this school and leaving to you the responsi- bilities of high school life without the guiding hand of the present Seniors, we feel compelled to utter a few kindly warnings, and to give a little timely advice in regard to your school deportment. It is said that blessings brighten as they take their flight. The truth of this expression is brought home to the members of this class as we think of the pleasures we have had, and realize that they are gone forever. However, dear as they may now seem to us, we give them cheerfully and gladly to you Chief among these pleasures is that of Public Speak. ing. We leave it to you and wish you joy of it: we also leave the Morning Exercisesv and charge you to make them as inter- esting and amusing as we have always made them. We charge you to preserve intact the gymnasium and its equipment, to keep its floor clean, to have the dressing rooms in good order, to take proper care of the shower bath and costly apparatus, and to never, never, lose the key to your locker. Wo recommend that the Drawing Class End not 'tmorc worlds to conquer, but more rooms to decorate. Our solicitude for the welfare of the individual classes prompts us to speak to each separately. To the Freshmen We will leave a little list of Don'ts. Don't walk about the building on your heels. Don't think that because you are in High School, that you are more privileged than Seniors. Don't appear to know everything. Don't forget the time and place of your recitations. Don't get lonesome for your mothers before time for school to close. I5

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THE GRIIISIIN SUNG. fTune, The Vicar of Bray.j LESLIE N. GEORGE. Oh! listen to our gladsome song! A lay of exultation, Of glory, pomp, and victory, A song of expectation, A song that tells our rectitude, And tells our faults as wellg The firmness and the fortitude That in our hearts did dwell. A song of glorious crimson, That leads us on and on, From victory unto victory, 'Till our working days are done. For four long years we've plodded on, For wisdom, knowledge, bent To do our very levelbest Has been our firm intent. Of course we've faltered, failed sometimes But this must ever be, You must not think it weak in us In our class history. For we are firmer, stauncher, than All classes gone before And all of them must ever stoop Before our nineteen-four. So fill your glasses to the brim, And drink our Alma Mater The pride of all our bright young hearts And we must ne'er forsake her, For with her care we've struggled to Our goal,--our graduation, And this shall be the toast, my ladsl At such a jubilationz- The glorious, famous, crimson, true The days forever gone, The happiest of happy days When we sang the Crimson Song. 14

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Donit have your hair clipped tight to your sealps later than August, no matter what the temperature is. Don't eat green apples, boys, they're dangerous. Don't eat too many fudges, girls, they're fattening. To the Sophomores we devote a column entitled, Proper Things To Do? Stop skipping, whispering and eating like Freshmen do, and like you have done this year. Begin to assume privileges as did the Class of '04, Look disappointed when you get a poor mark on your report card. Look as sober as you can, and sigh occasionally when a teacher is near. To the Juniors We leave a little Warniug: Take care of your privileges, lest they vanish. Be careful not to attempt to carry on a class meeting when more than three persons are present, lest the noise become unbearable. Do not ttskip sehooll' lest you have to meet Mr. Stebbins at 3:30,--That phrase must sound familiar to Junior ears. Remember that silence is golden? Be dignified, or in other words follow the example set you by the Class of ,04. Now the honor, the good name and the splendid reputation for good work that the Waukegan High School has, is yours to defend and protect. 16