The Colville examiner. [volume] (Colville, Wash.) 1907-1948, 1913-05-24
HIGH SCHOOL
COMMENCEMENT
A Week of Interesting Activities
Mark Close of Successful Year

From Colville News Bureau:
Commencement week festivities be-
gan Sunday evening, May IS, 1913,
when the baccalaureate services were
held at the Central Christian church.
The church, which had been so taste
fully decorated by the junior class of
the high school, was seated to its ca
pacity Promptly at eight o'clock, pre-
ceded by Superintendent w. o. Cum
mings, the nineteen graduates were
ushered into the church. The services
were in charge of Rev. NJ. L. Sanders
of the First Methodist Episcopal
church. Rev. G. H. Rice of the Con-
gregational church gave the address
of the evening. He chose for his
theme, II Press Forward" This talk
was most interesting and beneficial
one. The music was furnished by the
Colville Choral Society, under the di-
rection of Mrs. Grace Lincoln Burnam.
Miss Hazel Aspend acted as accom-
panist The program was as follows:
Opening hymn.
Invocation-Rev. M. L. Sanders.
"The Heavens are Telling (The Gre
ation)-Colville Choral Society.
Scriptural reading - Rev. George
Klein.
Hymn.
Address-Rev. G. H. Rice.
"Shout Ye High Heavens" (Chad-
wick)-CoIville Choral Society.
Renediction-Rev. G. H. Rice.
To any obserVant person 1t was
plainly realized on Monday morning
that the whole atmosphere about the
high school building was charged with
mystery. 1t was class day, yet no one
knew, nor did they even guess, what
the program for the day was to be.
However, at 9:15, to the solemn strains
Of funeral march played by Mildred
Pike, the illustrous class Of 1913, in
sad and mournful array, descended the
long stairway leading from the second
floor The procession was led by Louis
Penney acting as class chaplain. He
was closely followed by Charles Rog
ers, who greatly resembled a deacon
Pettibone. In turn came Milton Acorn.
a typical pillar of his faith, and
Clarence Myers and Malcolm Cameron,
the last two bearing in a wee casket
their precious burden, consisting of all
the notebooks belonging to the senior
ers came a troup of sobbing, wailing
girls, all heavily yelled so no one could
really behold their intense grief. The
mourners were seated on the front
benches in the assembly room, while
the casket was carried to the platform
in full view Of all assembled. Louis
Penney then read his text from the
dictionary. It consisted of the def
milton of a funeral. duet by Miss
Izelle Kline and Miss Leonora Thomas
was then sung, as follows:
"When the Roll is Called up YOnder
We'll be There"
Words by Miss Izelle Kline and Miss
Dorothy Dexter)
When the office clock shall sound the
time and play cEall be no more,
and examinations break down on
our heads;
When the favored ones have gathered
in the room up above, and the
teachers call the roll-yes, we'll
be there.
CHORUS.
When the roll he called up yonder,
When the roll she called up yonder,
When the roll they called up yonder,
we'll be there.
We have labored for diplomas from the
dawn till setting sun;
Let US talk Of all our teachers love and
care,
Then when all of school is over and our
work for grades is done,
When the rolls are called up yonder .
Well be there.
It's melody was occasionally marred
by the sobs of those rendering the
same. all Of which made the occasion
much sadder one. Immediately at the
close of the duet, the mourners were
permitted to view the remains. All
bore up very bravely over this ordeal
save Milton Acorn, who was so com
pletely overcome by his emotions that
he fairly ran at the sight of his old
friends. Each mourner brought his or
her offering of exquisite dandelions,
thus making the casket a veritable bed
Of flowers The procession now slowly
wended It's way to the hillside, where
final tribute was paid to the deceased.
Louis Penney made a brief but elo-
quent talk on the admirable qualities
Of those about to be lost from view.
Another beautiful duet was rendered
by Miss Kline and Miss Thomas as fol-
lows:
"Will There be Any Stars I'm My
Cr0wnw
Words by Miss Dorothy Dexter)
We are thinking just now of the
glorious time
We shall have when the funeral Is Ger,
When with wonderful grades, with our
classmates We stand,
Will there be any tears in our eyes?
CHORUS.
VIII there be any tears, any tears In
our eyes
When at evening the big sheepskins
come?
When we walk with the rest