Wellston High School - X Ray Yearbook (Wellston, OH)

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!xM5 CLASS SONG Through the last four years we have worked together Yes, worked and reveled, too. The friends we’ve made, we’ll ne’er forget, For they were staunch and true. We will think of the joys they have brought to us. And remember each one with a smile, But the brightest of all the glories, Are the things we have learned worth while. Goodbye to dear old Wellston! We leave you now forever. But we’ll remember always Our dear fair school, When our own ship comes sailing. Hark! voices you’ll catch bailing. Hailing our Alma-Mater Dear old Wellston High. But now it’s goodbye to dear old Wellston, Who’s sheltered us four long years, ’Tis not without sorrow we leave it today, Although we shed no tears. When health and success shall have crowned us. And time in its swiftness shall fly, For thoughts shall perchance flutter backwards, To the time when we told it goodbye. Chorus: —Lucille Eberts. 7

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urns SENIOR CLASS HISTORY IN SEPTEMBER, 1922, one hundred and twenty-five pupils, who had been lor eight years in the training camps known as the grade schools, met on the battlefield of the Central High School to battle with the powerful enemy Ignorance. Under able commanders, we at once launched forth on a campaign. The first year, organized under the name of Freshmen, we elected as officers: Edna Plummer, President; Francis Hartley, Vice-President; Kenneth Rutherford, Treasurer, and Alvaretta Callahan, Secretary. In October of the same year, our ranks were strengthened by the addition of twenty-two pupils from the eighth grade. With these able reinforcements we were better able to struggle with Algebra, Latin, English and History. After nearly a year of fierce encounters with the enemy, hostilities were ceased until the next year, and the entire army enjoyed a short vacation. September, 1923, the battle was renewed. We were now fighting in the rank of Sophomores. Some of our members failed to report for duty because of various reasons, and our ranks were now thinned down to one hundred and ten. We organized this year with Edward Cartwright, President; Rodney Scott, Vice-President; Mary Rice, Secretary, and Kenneth Rutherford, Treasurer. We found the enemy even stronger than ever, and harder obstacles wer placed in our way. The scene of the battle changed at the middle of the term from Central High to the new high school where we found conditions much more favorable for our contest. In the Spring, lighting was again stopped for a while and we all celebrated with the first annual high school picnic. At the beginning of the third year as Juniors, eighty-four answered the roll call, and although with decreased numbers, we continued to live up to our former reputation. We organized this year with Rodney Scott, President; Jack Sellers, Vice-President; Margaret Scott, Secretary, and Mary Rice, Treasurer. As a reward for faithful service and work well done, our members composed a large majority of the honor roll and we also placed representatives in all activities. This year ended with a second annual picnic which was as great a success as the first, although it ended somewhat disastrously for the Juniors. In September, 1925, seventy-six in number, we assembled for our last year in Wellston High School. With the exception that Max Morrow was elected Vice-President, we re-elected the same officers who had served us so well when Juniors. We at once took up the duties falling to those who have attained this important position in school life, and decided to publish the fourth annual edition of the X-Ray. We again composed the majority of the Honor Roll and took our part in all the school activities. Now, as we are about to leave our high school life behind us forever, I think wt can justly look back with pride at our record. We have the largest class that has ever yet graduated from Wellston High School, and official records show that we have quality as well as quantity. We have fought valiantly. We have won our share of success. We are Not on the Heights, but Climbing,” and we hope to go forth and conquer the greater difficulties of life. —Edward Cartwright. L 7