Whiting High School - Reflector Yearbook (Whiting, IN)

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B. J. VESLEY Printing AGNES DOUGLASS MARY PETCINA Art Music MARGARET BOE Public Speaking SADIE TRANSEAU Typewriting MARJORIE KELLEY French BERTHA HUNTER NAOMI LIGGETT English Physical Training L. B. HART Physical Director W. P. BUERCK-HOLTZ Manual Training

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THE DOOR OF KNOWLEDGE Once upon a morning merry, while I wandered, bright and cheery, Over many a street, past many a store; W hile I wandered, nearly stopping, suddenly I saw the Building, There it was, the High School door; ’ I is the school, I uttered; then I passed in through the door— Only this and nothing more. Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bright September, 1 had never felt that way before; Eagerly I wished for classes, vainly waited for me sadness, From my books increase of gladness—gladness for the long sought lore; For the rare and difficult studies that the pupils call school lore. Glad 1 felt and something more. As with days my mind grew stronger, hesitating then no longer, “Sirs,” said I or “Madams, truly I will study more; Eagerly I wish to start, wish I this with all my heart!” And so happy I went working, working for that long sought lore, That I soon had learned as much as men had known before. Merely this and nothing more. My last year was a pleasure; of joy I had full measure, Till my thoughts were turned to leaving, leaving the school we all adored We cannot help agreeing, that no living human being Who here had learned his stock and store, But would regret to leave the school, his future to explore. But thus it ended, the last year of the four. Four full years, no less, no more, Did I delve, and sciences explore, Sculptured friendships, loved my teachers o’er and o’er, Now this completes the learning I have in store— Again I wander through the High School door— To come back Never—Nevermore. CARL B1NHAMMF.R.