The sea coast echo. [volume] (Bay Saint Louis, Miss.) 1892-current, 1917-06-16
KILN HIGH SCHOOL
vALED|CTORY BY MISS
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.There is tide in the affairs Of men
which taken at the ebb leads on to for
tune" Such was the time when the
| Class 1T entered High School as poor,
trembling, ignorant freshmen. Such is
the time tonight when We, as Seniors,
are to GO out into that great institution,
the School of Life, in which we expect
to win fame and fortune.
We say that we catered with the ebb
of thetide which leads to fortune, for
have we not, indeed, been fortunate?
Let US see. We have been fortunate in
our associations, for as poor, benighted
freshmen, we, by hard work, won favor
in the sight of our instructors who real
ize merit regardless of social caste or
degree of intellect.
Again We have been fortunate in an
increased number of associates, as our
number has been increased about two
hundred. We have been fortunate in
possessing this our new halae, during
school hours, with it's modern sanitary
and comfortable equipment. We were
fortunate in having efficient and con-
scientious teachers who have iDstiIled
into our. hearts and minds principles
that we shall always remember and
cherish.
Again, the tide has brought us for
tune, for have we not passed through
the deplorable stage Of Freshmendom,
reveled in the castle of wisdom possess
ed only by the Sophomores, as they
think, feasted with the modest but sap
lent Juniors and successfully held the
exalted position of Seniors! Is this
not indeed fortune?
Above all we have been fortunate in
our various school boards, who have had
our interest at heart, who hay9 done SO
much for us that words are inadequate
to express our thanks. This much has
the tide brought US.
But tonight the tide has TUNED.
1t approaches the great unknown, ! that
mysterious and turbulent sen of Life.
Already, in our minds eye, I'VE see the
breakers ahead. Are we res ly? Our
bark is seaworthy, for it 3Eed with
1}cionce, Cass,s4, siie gre ta-
tor, is at the helm; General Physics is
in the cabin mapping our course and
computing the range OF our guns of in
formation, one OF which contains Shrap-
mel of the past, present and future facts,
and is manned by the greatest generals
of modern aud MEDIEVAL times, General
History. Another gun there is. loaded
with five hundred yards of quadratics,
according to the Hindoo method, and
manned by Lieutenant Algebra, the
dread of all seniors. On the lee side
we see King English parading the deck /,
shouting the praises of the great Amer
ican and English writer's, admonishiu G
US not to forget the "Wreck of the
Hesperus" and. Excelsior" and calling
our attention TO the simple and exqui :
site style of Longfellow, the tenderness
of Goldsmith, the humor, naturalness
and emotional writings of "Bobbie"
Burns. On portside stands GeneralZo
ology still arguing with Junior that We
are first cousins to the money.
The tide is nearly ready TO go out.
Have we really got to leave you, dear
frieads, and the memories of our pleas
ant associations? Yes and no. We of
necessity must leave you, but the mem
cries of our school days shall abide here
forever. Since we must catch the tide
at its ebb we shall try to say farewell.
All, how sad word! Especially when
we know this is the last time We shall
ever meet as the class of IL. We may
meet again, but not as the class OF III.
| To the School Board: Let US say, we
thank you for the efforts put forth in our
behalf; that we owe a great deal to you
! for what we are. We shall never for
get you. Farewell!
You, ladies and gentlamen of the Fa-
Guilty: We shall not attempt to thank
| you for what yon have done for us.
Suffice to say, that it indeed causes US
poignant grief to bid you farewell. May
success attend your noble efforts and
may you receive that crown of rig hteous-
ness that is laid up for you. But We
must hasten. Farewell.
/ You, Juniors, and undergrad yates:
To say that sharp, piercing dagger o.
regret enter our hearts when we think
of leaving you is expressing our feel