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Linden Lake High School
Linden Lake, Houghton County, Michigan
"The Blue and Gold"
1917 Yearbook

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The Blue and Gold - 1917 yearbook cover for Linden Lake High School
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THE BLUE AND GOLD, '17. 39 tall athletic man did shout and exhort his football boys to be true to their training and lo! here stood Harold Stark, the world famous coach of the "Beaters" football team. And suddenly the scene changed and I was in the inside of a large factory. Garbed in the robes of a business woman, Louise Davis did inspect the factory to see if everything was in the best condition. For lo ! Louise was even in that far distant time, as she had been in school life, a charity worker. And it came to pass that suddenly I was transported into a sad and gloomy assemblage where a bright happy faced man did try to instil optimism. Verily it was Elwood Vivian who had often cheered us with his optimistic views. Then before a second passed. I was transported into a small Massachusetts' village where in quiet, bachelor apartments were seated two girls, whom I recognized at once as high school girls of Lake Linden. Aline Cake and Jeanette Marcotte. There they sat calmly talking as was their custom in school. The scene suddenly shifted and saw our esteemed class-mate even, Laurence Chabot, receiving the Nobel peace prize for our class mate was always peaceful. And as I gazed and marveled over the strange things that had been revealed unto me, the chosen prophet of the class of 1917. the scene faded away. the veil was drawn over mine eyes, shutting out from my vision the things to Be and I turned mine eyes back to the Things that Are, convinced that as truly as coming events cast their shadows before, only happiness and truth and prosperity shall follow all the days that are decreed to come to the most fortunate members of the class of 1917. THE LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF THE CLASS OF 1917. Louise R. Davis. We, the Senior class of the Lake Linden High School. of the county of Houghton and the State of Michigan. being about to pass out of this sphere of education, in full possession of a sound mind and memory, at least as sound as we might hope for after the strain of the past twelve years do make this our last will and testament. During the past four years of careful training our patient teachers have endeavored to instill in our minds thevalue of spiritual qualities and their efforts have not been in vain. We know that we are not rich in earthly possessions but feeling the superiority of spiritual attributes we feel we have much to leave and willingly bequeath such things as are ours to those plodding on behind. Our great executive and initiative ability we leave to those most in need of same, and to those most concerned do we will our aptitude for study, our unexcelled scholarship and our sunny dispositions. Our blessings and our distinguished characters we leave to the school together with our maternal care. For we have more or less, taken under our comforting wings our less fortunate companions, when feeling disconsolate, after a formal call at the office or after an unpleasant tete-a-tete with a faculty member. To the teachers we give and bequeath our deepest sympathy" for the pangs they suffered when feeling conscience bound to mark "F's" en our cards, also a sympathy for their compulsory association with us. for we realize how nobly they endured our daily forty-five minute visits. We leave a sweet and unbroken succession of restful nights and peaceful dreams, since they will no longer have to worry over the uncertainty of whether this one or the ether is preparing his or her work for the following day; all the amazing knowledge and startling information that we furnished them from time to time in our various test papers; and lastly, beloved faculty, we leave you one regret that we have been so considerate about overburdening you with work. Since the greenness of the Freshmen is rapidly fading we leave them our cherished class colors "green and white." Also little Freshmen Nye will you a goodly share of our dignity. Hold your heads up. shoulders erect and look people straight in the eye. Don't pretend to be apologizing for living. You have as much right in the school as anyone. To the Sophomores we give and bequeath our literary ability. portrayed especially in the "Mirror." and our powers of concentration. with a timely warning to avoid gazing at the teacher in charge of the assembly room. Remember, fair Sophomores. that it is not the pleasantest thing in the world for a teacher (as Mr. Howard has informed us) to look up and find one hundred and
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