Weatherwax High School - Quinault Yearbook (Aberdeen, WA)

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m tx INDEX Quiniault Poem “If ...............2 Dedication ........................4 Faculty ...........................5 Seniors ...........................6 Juniors ..........................21 Sophomores .......................25 Freshmen .........................29 Editorial ........................33 Student Body .....................37 Literary .........................39 Exchanges ........................82 The Aberdeen High School .........84 Athletics ........................87 Debate—Dramatics .................99 School Notes ....................104 Aberdeen Public Schools .........105 Society .........................106 Music ...........................107 Alumni ..........................108 Wearers of the “A ..............109 The Ocean Breeze ................110 Literary—Continued ..............Ill Locals ..........................117 Brickbats .......................126 Advertising .....................127

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ii IF” (By Rudyard Kipling; If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you. But make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies. Or being hated, don’t give up to hating. And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise If you can dream—and not make your dreams your master; If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same: If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken Twisted by Knaves to make a trap for fools. Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools; If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose and start again at your beginnings And never breath a word about your loss: If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on Avhen there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue. Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch. If neither foes or loving friends can hurt you If all men count with you, but none too much: If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it And—what is more—you’ll be a Man, my son! □ JIBlr--.......................................................................- ■ ngeiBli =H[o1fc

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4 Q tt t N 1 A U L T TO ONE WHO HAS BEEN SO INFLUENTIAL AND HELPFUL IN MAINTAINING A HIGH STANDARD OF LITERARY MATERIAL IN OUR HIGH SCHOOL PERIODICALS, WE RESPECTFULLY DEDICATE THIS VOLUME; MISS RUTH A. FOGLE