Westville High School - Echo Yearbook (Westville, IN)

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1 WEST VILLE PUBLIC LIBRARY It was a gala day for Westville and New Durham township, that Fourth day of August, 1915, when the new Carnegie library was thrown open to the public, for inspection and daily use. The building is an honor to the whole community, being as large and commodious as library buildings in towns of two or three thousand popula- tion. The building is very handsome and stately, about 50 feet square with basement under all, which has proved its popularity on many a happy social occasion.. The basement furnishings are ample for all banquets and social functions of the community. The building occupies a prominent place on Lincoln Way, and is really the pride of the town- But this Hmagniiicent adventure had its inception almost 50 years ago when, about the year 1871, a little group of enterpris- ing ladies of Westville organized a reading circle, merely for social im- provement, and this society ran along with varied success for a period of ten years and then was reorganized into the Ladies' Home Library Associa- tion. This new venture was kept alive and growing by an occasional en- tertainment given by its members, and the older residents can recall some of the stirring times and social events, manned by the ladies only. This older organization was the present bountiful success in embryo, for when the project of obtaining a Carnegie appropriation was first advo- cated, the ladies at once offered their 1500 volumes as a nucleus for the new Public Library. From the beginning it has proved a very worthy adjunct of the West- ville High School, having at present more than 3000 volumes of good books, waiting to impart their useful information to whomsoever wills. When we read good books we are listening to men and women of genius while they converse with us.

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JUNIGR CLASS HISTORY MARY REEL, '22 They say that all roads lead to Rome. We. the class of '22, started two years ago with the course of study as our road, the faculty as our guide, and the receiving of our diplomas as our goal. ln September, 1918, we took up our journey. The road seemed very tough and diflicult to travel, for it was new to us. We were then Freshies, but we progressed with the aid of our guides. We were delayed about a month that fall because so many members were unable to keep up on ac- count of the flu. We resumed our journey and marched steadily onward with only a stop at Christmas, until in the next May we had completed our journey for that season. We camped for the summer just outside the Sophomore station. The first Monday of September we marched into Sophomore station. The road did not seem so rough now, but some of our members dropped along the roadside, either because of illness or inability to keep up with the rest, Some of the members were picked up by pursuing classes, but the others have been left where they fell, never to progress any further. About the middle of December, that year, we stopped for an evening of entertainment given by our guides, the faculty. After the holidays we helped the other classes to put on a little entertainment for the teachers. At the end of this term the greater part of the members who had started on our journey with us had almost reached the Junior Station, but stayed just outside the gates until the following Steptember. We have now successfully passed the station midway between the Junior and Senior stations and are all hopeful of reaching the goal within the next year. JUNIOR PSALM 1. A diploma is my ambitiong 2. I shall not want another, 3. It maketh me to burn the midnight oilg 4. It causeth me to behave at schoolg 5. It leadeth me through tiresome pages for its namesake. 6. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of Flunk , I will fear no evil, for thou art With me, thy signatures and blue ribbon they comfort me. 7. Thou preparest examinations for me in the presence of mine Faculty, Thou anointest my head with confused thoughts, My ignorance run- neth over. 8. Surely Conditions and Flunks will follow me all the days of my life and 1 shall dwell in the House of Bugs forever.

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Much useful knowledge is gained and pleasure and happinessaugment- edif we are careful and thoughtful while we read. The Westville Public Library has been serving its patrons in its pres- ent spacious quarters since August, 1915, and each year there has been a special effort to meet every demand of the student patronage. There has been a gradual increase in the number of pupils who use library books, but the current school year shows the largest increase, both in numbers and in interest. E. T. SCOTT, Librarian, Springtime How glorious is the Springtime With her softly glowing sun, And her rich enchanted moonlight, Whene'er the day is done. 'Tis pleasant then to waken To the singing of the birds, And soothing in the evening ls the lowing of the herds. The lovely orchards revel In raiment pink and white, Soft are the dewy grasses That spring up over night. The fiowers are the fairest That earth has ever seen, They make a magic bowery Fit for a fairy queen. The happy songsters Warble In the growing trees, And gently sway the leaflets In the cooling breeze. How sweet the strains of music Of the springtime of the year, They arouse our deepest feelings, They bring a lingering tear. For we know that life's Worth living, That there's guiding power above, And all our hearts turn gently To thoughts of home and love.