West Salem High School - Neshonoc Yearbook (West Salem, WI)

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Class I come not here your evening hour to sadden For I have never deemed it sin to gladden. But tonight there comes into our utmost hearts A sad feeling that we now must part. From friends, schoolmates, and teachers dear, And childhood days that seem so near. How dear to our hearts is the memory of past As we leave this school with its fun and task. Now the lights of memory flow back in streams. We see the magic of our youthful dreams. Years have rolled on and left their trace. Deeper care and thought have taken their place. School, thy spirit has left on me An impress that Time will not soon set free. And now as the gates of school behind us close, Of a fl our carefree days now to dispose, We’ll think of those whose kind help we had, And for our High School Experience we will always be glad. So year Kfter year beheld us in silent toil, Poem Each year we have striven and grown thru the moil. As together we worked day after day Remembering the motto: ‘Where there’s a will, there’s a way.’ At last we have reached the top of the stair And from school’s peaceful to life's troublesome air God flings us from His hand as the farmer his grain And we grow from the soil upon which we have lain. Though we part, each in heart shall present be. And dear old school we will think of thee, Of our education that we were steadily rounding And of days that knew no clouding. Now with warmer heart than look or word can tell Dear old school we must now bid you farewell. F. J. C.

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Salutatory Classmates, schoolmates, teachers and friends, in behalf of the class of 1916 I salute you. As we are assembled here this evening for the last time as members of the West Salem High School, our hearts are filled with both joy and sorrow- Sorrow for the days that ne'er return and joy because the long sought goal is won; the goal for a glimpse of which our eyes have ever looked forward into the hazy future as we climbed steadily upward, thru successive days, weeks, months and years, each day bringing us nearer the long sought prize. In the beginning of this our High School career, how far distant the events of this evening seemed. Could we succeed in climbing the hill? Would we ever gain the summit? Labor hath sure reward”-and tonight as we are assembled for the last time as classmates and schoolmates, four years older in years and in experience, we realize that really we are just beginning life's fitful voyage and that dur-in the last four years we have laid the foundation for a successful future life. Let us hope that these foundations prove strong and durable. Let us not be discouraged if we have not accomplished all that we had planned; for if we have done our very best, our conscience is then clear. To the underclassmen, who have been our schoolmates, we extend a greeting. Patience and courage schoolmates, and you too will reach the goal but do not deem yourselves at the end of your journey in the maze of knowledge, for in reality it will only be your commencement. Take heart and push forward and you will receive your reward in such measure as you deserve- To our teachers, who have been our guides throughout our course and who have smoothed our way for us, we wish to extend thanks. But for you we would have been struggling in the slough of despond. To our friends who have taken such kindly interest in us and our high school progress and who have by their deeds of kindness lessened the difficulties of our school life, we offer a welcome and thanks for your support and aid, for to you we owe a debt of gratitude and we shall ever retain very pleasant memories of you and the true friendship you have shown us. To our dear parents and other relatives we owe our greatest praise. Were it not for you who have guided, comforted and loved us, how poorly we would be prepared today to enter the wide, wide world with its dangers and mysteries. Tonight as you are with us we hope that -we have in some measure fulfilled your expectations and that we will continue to do so, that we may be a joy and not a disappointment to you. Friends and patrons of this school, we are very pleased to see so many of you present with us tonight to witness our step “Out of School Life, into Life’s School Anna B. Hagaman.

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Seniors as Seen by Their Friends