Woodstock School - WHS Annual Yearbook (Mussoorie, India)

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r' I6 THE W. H. 5. ANNUAL, 1928 CLASS :HISTORY HE. Class of ,ZS is one of the largest graduating classes we have had in .Woodstock for several years. Our history is the history of ten individuals who have wandered over the Eastern and Western hemispheres, until, drawn by some strange power of Fate, we have met here for a longer or briefer time, and grown to know and appreciate one another, and to go forth with a common feeling of love and- loyalty for the place where we have met and worked together. Anne Fitzpatrick and Beryl Coombe first entered the portals of Woodstock three years ago, when Anne came from St. Mary's Convent, Naini Tal, and Beryl from Queens- hill in Darjeeling. Sandy Rollo, Paul Stewart and Francis Kribs have alsogbeen here for the last three years-Paul and Francis are old Woodstock pupils. , Madge Durham, who was here in the days of her very great youth, returned in '27 to do her last two years' work. Frances Mattison came to us last year, brand new from Middle- town High School, Middletown, N.Y. This year we have had three newcomers to enter our class -Florence Alexander, who returned to Woodstock after two years in Libbey High School, Toledo, Ohio 3 Kathleen Barnett, who came to us from Ayrecliff, Simla g and Hugh Conley, who returned from Garfield High School, Terre Haute, Incl., to do a year's post-graduate work in P. S. C., Naini Tal. Hugh made a chance visit to Lanclour this summer-and liked us so well that he stayed! It is with regret that we think of leaving so soon the scene of happy comracleships, but yet we know that, however far apart our paths may lie in the coming years, our loyalty to the Class ol '28 will never be forgotten.

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THE W. H. S. ANNUAL, I928 I5 CLASS POEM THE. CALL lONE.E.RS, pioneers, marching ever on- ' Pioneers, pioneers, look forward past the fight! You will have to battle-battle for the right- You will have to pray-then pray for the light! You will be discouraged, yet rise up and win! Worthy harbingers of life, you must never fall, You are pioneers, you know, awake and conquer all! Pioneers, pioneers, you will have to work. i Pioneers, pioneers, cut on with your keen knife! Perhaps you'll have no honour, perhaps you'll have just strife, But ever through the ages, be sure your words have life- They live, and grow, and blossom in the hearts of men Till all your gifts be paid a million times again. So must you rise up now and tread the road of Hope Till all your task is finished and the Judgment Book doth ope. Pioneers, pioneers, this was the cry they heard! And then to answer with their strength the younger world did rise To answer with their lifeand faith, to brighten weary eyes 2 They looked ahead with steadfast gaze and cared not for the prize, They did care tho' for high ideals and for a fight hard fought, They looked ahead to future years and loved each plan well thought 3 They worked and laughed and watched with joy as each new step did form- And from their hope and laughter a tradition has been born! FRANCES lVlATTlSON. F. 5

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THE W. H. sq ANNUAL, 1928 A I7 CLASS PROPHECY December, 1938. EAR SIIVIPLICITY, lt's been ages since l've written, but now so many excit- ing things have happened that I must tell you all about them. just think-it's been ten whole years since l've seen you- since we graduated from Woodstock High School. I ,s'pose you wonder what has started me on this subject. Well, I'll tell you. Two nights ago l went to a most marvelous concert at Bare Hall. Madge Durham was the chief player fand a splendid one she isl. She told me later that all of the music she played had been composed by Florence Alexander who, you know, has made quite a name for herself in politics. l always knew that they would make their mark some day but l thought it would be in a far different manner. Do you remember that we all thought that Florence would go back to Woodstock to teach Latin and be a Guide, and we expected Madge to go in for deep-sea diving? l suppose that music has strange effects on people. l think l told you in my last letter that Florence was married. Oh yes-I have some other news, too. Did you know that Hugh Conley, who has been the Mathematics professor in the University of Catfish, has at last gone into the movies and become a H star i' P And l hear that Kitty Barnett, the popular society belle of Boston, is contemplating a return to Hollywood. You remember what a name she made for her- self in the H Russian Honeymoon. And oh, Simplicity, you must know this! l ran across the rarest tit-bit in the H Continental Times H yesterday: ln the Humour Column-which is run by Beryl Coombe-l came