Yeatman High School - Yeatman Life Yearbook (St Louis, MO)

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H EDITORIALS Yeatman Life Published twice during the school year by the students of the Yeatman High School, Garrison and Natural Bridge Avenues, St. Louis, Mo. Editor . . . . . KATHEREN EMERSON Associate Editor . . ROMA SCHAEFER Bufinets MdHdg6m6HffSALESM.4NSHIP AND AD- vER'rIsING CLASSES Local and Exchange Editor . . FRANCIS BURY Loral Staf Tvpists-ELSIE COULOY, HELEN KOCHBECK, HELEN KERKMANN Life Stal? Cartoonixtr--CI-IARLES EAMES, ANDREW KLEIN, TOM CoCRoF'r, RAYMOND PALMER Bookkeeper ..... ORREN KNAUER Every Tomorrow a Vision of Hope! Every tomorrow a vision of hope! What a magnificent and buoyant sound this has. It seems to carry with it the spirit of courage, of forging ahead, of ac- complishment! It expresses the feeling that yesterday doesn't matterg that only today and tomorrow are vital. They are ours, to do with as we choose, to make of them what we will. In spite of the trou- bles of yesterday and today, tomorrow is there waiting for us, unsullied and shining. As we grow older, we realize that life be- comes more complex as the years go by. Small disappointments are suffered and sordid little troubles are gone through ev- ery day. But the wonderful phrase, Ev- ery tomorrow a vision of hope , is a flam- ing watchword to remind us that these lit- tle troubles and disappointments belong to today. Tomorrow will soon be ours and there are so many shining tomorrows waiting for us. Page Seventy The class of June '22 has chosen this as their motto. May it stay with them as they leave Yeatman, and may it prove a guide to the many tomorrows, where the memories of the yesterday of Yeatman may live with them, guide them, and help them as they go onward with the glorious vision of hope. May June '22 be worthy of its motto. May the class carry it on- ward to success and achievement, bearing the Yeatman ideals of honor and truth and may they deserve, always, a corner in the hearts of the faculty and student body of Yeatman.-K. E. ali Bk Pk :lf Bk CAHOKIA MOUNDS Archeologists have been discovering of late that the Middle West is an excellent source for Earth history. There are a series of Indian mounds extending from Keokuk, Ia. to East St. Louis, which, be- cause of the dimensions of the territory, are known as the New York Village. The prehistoric inhabitants of Cahokia were of the type who flattened their babies' heads by binding wooden boards about their foreheads. Fossilized organisms are being discovered, in size from one ten- thousandth to a thousandth of an inch. Some of the forms are protozoa,while others are bacteria. It is supposed that these fossils gradually became a race with which we are familiar. Of course, this is a good illustration of the theory of Evolution, and while we do not care to enter into a dis- cussion of Evolution, yet we wish to say in passing, that it behooves people to suspend judgment on a proposition as widely ac- cepted as the Darwinian theory. So don't say, Well, my great-grandfather wasn't a monkey, and then stop. Scientists are unearthing, at Cahokia, altars, pottery, and many other things. They are being enabled to put skeletons together and we may watch with great in- terest further development which are put- ting the Middle West on the archeological map.-K. E.

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