The Newtown bee., 1909-07-02
The NeWtoWn Bee.
Newtown, Friday, July ?, 1909.
New Milford.

CLASS POEM BY MISS RUTH ESTHER BARTON. READ AT THE lRADus ATING ENbhL ISES OF THE NEW MILFORD HIGH SCHOOL, FRIDAY, JUNE II, onee more, y0 kind and patlent friends, Once more, ye relatives both great and small, A former class Of w0ndrous fame, l Appears before you with q name | Which boasts of greater emlnence than al.
 To you it gives the honor Of it's call To gather here on this eVentful day. Attend tie story of it's two past years, And be ye moved thereby to smiles or briny tears. Come, Knowledge, help us now: lend us thine aid; For if thoult 9ver welcome be, 'tls now. Come, Wisdom. gracious friend. and show us how To sway these kindly spirits with our words; | AS OIpheUs he herds And flowers swayed, with meiodloua strains From his beloved Tyre, Or won the favor of dark F,dcs' Fing. Soon following the time you sat before us last. September saw us back in school again, Where most of us were destined 10 re- main For two more years to walk the narrow way, Through many tolls and labors WE were dragged By teachers, grown more cruel every ddy; They spul rel our weary footsteps when they Jagged. And drove us on to Fame's far distant dcms. We sat with naughty senator's of Ronfo Al the cons s2iritor. .deiectiye Feet; Absorbed some German and little French, And algebra we left without wrench, While chemistry was like rocky road. We sank beneath one overwhelming load That crushed us to the ground. and wasted rcams Of paper, yet We would not own defeat. The lnany, many. daily English themes That fell from each protesttag. weary per! The many minutes spent rewriting them Correcting faults far, far beyond our Oh days and nights of worry which dis AZ rest and peac>; as did some awful ,lr am If monsters creatures wild, or Indians dread, Disturb our childhood's sleep. But oh! the foolish worry, Youth is thinei Why do you cross the bridge b''.3re 'tls reached, Or lnak fOr trouble e,e it looks for you? low small did seem the mountain of our fear When Summer put our sorrows in the iesr. Dispersed " CUT rvar'inatiHn marks. And joys and pleasures of vocation days! Vacation soon was Ger and schoo! again Called us: .Fatu n! Forget the work and pain .N. Of former years. Begin anew thy tasks, Resolved to win or die" hbus, thus, she spoke; and her insistent calif nher open arms her children all
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