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SUCCESSFUL YEAR IN HISTORY Class of Twenty-one Graduates, the Largest Ever Turned Out by Local School—Baccalaureate Sermon Preached in Auditorium CLASS DAY AND COMMENCEMENT PAPERS READ Have you seen the invitations to Commencement this year?. The cover is made of heavy stock with gilt bevel edges. They are about three by five inches in size. In the center is an em bossed gilt and white design, bearing in an elipse the class numerals—1921. The center of the invitation is loose so that one may take it out and use it for a program at the exercises. On • the first page of the center section is the invitation: “The Senior Class of the Wildwood High School requests your presence at the Graduating Ex ercises to be held Friday Evening, June 3, 1921, at eight o’clock. High School Auditorium, Wildwood, N. J." On the second page is the program of the exercises. On the third is ..he Class Officers, and on the fourth page the Class Roll of 21 names. Alto gether a very attractive little invita tion. Commencement The high school auditorium was packed by friends, and relatives who wished to see the Class of ’21 make its last appearance as a class in the high school. The 21 boys and girls who were to graduate sat in the front row on the platform in their dignified black caps and robes. It is odd, isn t it, that there were 21 Seniors to gradu ate in the Class of '21? Behind the seniors sat the high school glee club. The invocation was said by Rev. Dougherty, of the Presbyterian church. The seniors and glee club sang a sex tet from “Lucia di Lammermoor,” by Donizetti, after which Louis Edward Taubel made his excellent oration, •"Democracy’s Workshop.” The girls of the class assisted by the glee club, sang “Rest Thee on This Mossy Pillow,” by Henry Smart. Mary Corson made a fine speech on “The Immigrant as a Social Menace. The address of the evening was made by the Rev. P. K. Emmons, of the First Presbyterian church, of Trenton. After winning his audience by a series of excruciatingly funny stories, he went on to the more se rious part of his talk, “A Will to Serve.” Mr. Chalmers, supervising principal of schools, announced that the bacca laureate sermon would be delivered in the auditorium on the evening of Sunday, June 5th. Edwin M. Johnson, president of the Board of Education, made a short speech before giving out the diplomas. Instead of rising and crossing the platform to receive their diplomas, the class passed them end over end from hand to hand the length of the class. The same way with the bou quets which followed each diploma. The ceremonies closed by the class singing "Greeting to Spring,” from “The Blue Danube Waltz,” by Johann Strauss. Baccalaureate Serraon The high school auditorium was packed on the evening of Sunday, June 5th by the combined congrega tions of all the Protestant churches in Wildwood. The music was directed by Miss Laura Gaskill, assisted by Miss Marion Brineshults at the piano. The graduating class marched in by twos and took seats In the front of the house. The girls were dressed all in white and the boys wore dark busi ness suits. The combined choirs sat on the platform, 20 women in the front row and seven men, besides the speak ers, in the rear. Rev. Irvin Fisher announced Hymn No. 72. There followed a duet by Esther Stein and Mary Martin. Rev. Dougherty read the one hun dred and tenth Psalm. Marie Huppert sang a solo. Mr. Fisher made a plea for the collection which was followed by the hymn, “America the Beautiful.” Rev. Paul Hoh, of the Holy Trinity Lutheran church, preached the bacca laureate sermon. In the beginning of his talk he mentioned the closing lines of the 1921 Class Poem by Wil liam Rice, which were: “So when the end of the World comes 'round, ' You’ll find that we are upward bound,” and also the Class Prophecy by Flor ence Ingersoll. He said that while these two examples of the literary art were written in a light vein, he would endeavor to put the same idea in a more serious light. His text was the forty-eighth verse of the twenty-sec ond chapter (the last chapter) of the first Book of Kings: “Jehosophat made ships of Thar shish to go tp Ophir for gold; but they went not; for the ships were broken at Eziongeber.” He likened these ships to our Ships of Hope which we build so carefully and are so often wrecked before they ever leave the ways. His message tc the graduating class was to be pre pared for the disappointments of life; and to the older people, to “carry on’ in spite of the disappointments. After the sermon the choir sang “Send Out Thy Light.” Rev. James Clarke led in a word of prayer. The congregation sang the Hymn ol Thanksgiving on page 55. Mr. Fisher pronounced the Bene diction. Class History By Yetta Baker Fellow Classmates, Ladies and Gen tlemen, and Freshmen: Four years ago there came to the Wildwood High School a Freshman Class. We were a bright class, as the faculty and the other classes soon found out. At first we were a little greer but that soon wore off, sooner than any one thought it would. We astonished the teachers with our ready answers and our willingness to work. We were a jolly class of Freshmen and did not believe in “All work and ro play,” so in December we had our first class party at the home of Miss Lucy Ober. Oh, what a time we had. The upper classes tried to raid us, but we showed them that we could protect ourselves. Although they ducked three of our boys in the ocean (it did not hurt them), we soon repaid our ancient enemies with hot water, hot pokers and a few other harmless tricks to show them that we were not such babies as they thought we were. During tne year we naa several parties, more or less exciting, but none quite equaled the first. In the Annual Field Meet at Cape May Court House we won the Fresh men Relay for which we received a pennant. Our officers for the Freshman year were Asa Colson, John Lowe, Lucy Ober and Geneva Hartley. Examination time. Oh, what thrills, hopes and fears! Then came vacation which, as usual, was gone almost as soon as it had started. In September, 1918, we were Sopho mores. It is such a delightful feeling to be a Sophomore. We had climbed one rung and were one year nearer our goal. It took us about a week to get set tled, and then we went to work with a will that was characteristic of our class. During that year girls’ basketball was introduced into the Wildwood High School, and our class did their full share as they always have done in everything they have entered. One night we raided the Freshmen at one of their class parties held at the Hotel Hamlet, and a big black dog held the little Brown boy on the fence for one hour. However, all the raid ing was not done by our class. We were having a class party at the home of Miss EleanorNye and the Freshmen tried to get revenge, I suppose, and raided us. But we were too alert for them. We caught some of the boys and painted a big “F” on their fore heads with iodine. We also cut their hair with an improved method; that is, with a penknife. They did not enjoy it but it taught them to respect their betters. In March a show, called the “Wild wood Follies,” was given by the pupils of the Wildwood High School for the benefit of the Belgians, and the pupils of our class took a very prominent part. In our Sophomore year there was only one thing that kept us from winning the Sophomore pennant at Cape May Court House. That was that there was no field day in that year because of the influenza. Another year had rolled by since we last took our examinations and we had to take them again. Then came what a few in this school (not any in our class) consider the best part of the year—vacation time. And then we were Juniors. Then, and not until then, could we consider ourselves of any importance. Of course, we did not know that when we were Freshmen and Sophomores. Then lessons became more difficult; but our brains were more developed so we didn't mind a little thing like that. Last year basketball began In earn est. Therd were some interesting games played between classes and between schools. Peggy Scully was captain of the class team. She and her team played to a successful finish and the winning class team was the Class of 1921. The boys kept up their part, and altogether it was a very suc cessful basketball year for us. Our boys took an active part in football, and some of the best players belonged to our class. The Class of 1920 gave an operetta for their benefit, but there were a number from our class who helped to make the show go right. I hope you will not think that our only interests were athletics and plays. No; far from it. We spent most of our time on lessons, but as this is a day of pleasure I thought it would be best not to mention that sub ject too many times. Still, I must mention this: Russell Epler, representing the Junior Class, won a gold medal in the annual Eng lish Contest in Cape May Court House last year. In the Inter-Class Meet held at the Crest Field, our boys, as usual, came out on top, and for that we have received a beautitful pennant, that the classes to come may remember the athletic prowess of the Class of ’21. We did not spend all our extra time at athletics. It has been a custom in this school to give the Senior Class a reception and, naturally, a reception takes money. We held movie benefits and dances until we had enough money to give the Seniors a fit reception. On April 30th this great social event of the season took place, and judging by the remarks made by the Seniors it was very successful. The officers for the Junior year were Robert Cross, Yetta Baker, Ethel Clunn and Russell Epler. Examination time came and went; vacation time came and went; and at last we were Seniors. One more year and then—but first I will begin at the beginning. Lessons always came first; but then I will talk about interesting things. Of course lessons were interesting, hut I’ll talk about more interesting things. A girls’ 'Varsity basketball team, consisting mostly of Seniors, was or ganized with Margaret Scully as cap tain. A boys’ ’Varsity team, consist ing mostly of Seniors, was organized with Livezey as captain and Nidorf as manager. The girls didn't need a manager. I said I would begin at the begin ning. Of course, football came first. The team consisted of Seniors with a few exceptions. The results of the football season were that Wildwood High School won the undisputed championship of Cape May County, and divided with Pleasantville the Class “C” championship of South New Jersey. In basketball tbe gins varsity team won a beautiful pennant which was designed by the captain of the team, a member of this class. Our girls won the class championship of the school. In the class debate between the Seniors and the Juniors, the Seniors received the decision by two points to one. There are some very distinguished members of the Class of 1921. Robert Cross is the only pupil in the Wild wood High School whoever received five letters. Then we have boys who have received four, three and two let ters each. We also have three ’Varsity debaters. Our two girls who play guard on the basketball team are said to be the best in Cape May County. In the 1921 Inter-Class Track Meet the Senior Class made the highest number of points, for which we re ceived a banner, and Gerard Livezey, a member of this class, received a medal as the highest individual point getter. Our plans are to go to Washington for a few days, and we had to have the money. We gave a movie benefit and a food sale which were very suc cessful ; our minstrel and sketch wrere a success financially, and our play, “Nothing But the Truth,” was a suc cess both financially and socially. We are now making arrangements for our long planned trip to Washing ton, and expect to start on Monday morning. The officers of this class are Russell Epler, president; Gerard Livezey, vice president; Walter Griffith, treasurer, and William Rice, secretary. This concludes the school history of the Class of 1921, but you will hear more of the Class of 1921 later. “Democracy’s Workshop” By Louis Edward Taubel Ladies and Gentlemen: We have witnessed during the past few years many strange events. A great waif has threatened the civiliza tion of the whole world. Empires have fallen which seemed as rocks in the sea, standing unmoved for hundreds of years. Emperors and kings have fled, and institutions which seemed almost invincible have disappeared as if a huge hand had suddenly clutched them from the face of the earth. Out of the ruins new nations have sprung up, making new governments of their own, very much different from their former autocratic kingdoms, and with one accord they look to America, for America is the home of Democracy. What is Democracy? How has it come to pass? Has it succeeded? they ask. Abraham Lincoln has told us what Democracy is, probably more clearly than anyone else, when he plead that “this government of the people, by the people and for the peo ple might not perish from the earth.” He was pleading for Democracy—the people’s government. how aid tms government come to pass? For the answer to this we must look back into history and peep into a certain long room in Independence Hall, Philadelphia, July 4, 1776. There we see a group ot earnest men debat ing the action of the colonies; upon their shoulders rested the future of America. There, on that day came the Declaration of Independence—the be ginning of freedom and democracy. How has Democracy succeeded? To answer this we must see our coun try as it has grown. The thirteen original colonies, after the terrible struggle for freedom, joined into one union of individual states, with a total population of thirteen million people. Then in Jefferson’s adminis tration the purchase of the Lousiana Territory doubled the possessions of the United States, and so on through the years the country has expanded. Dangerous wars have threatened it, but always great men have arisen to help tide over the danger, and, al though our nation has been tried as gold is tried, it has proved its worth. And to-day, 48 states in all, with a population of one hundred and five million people compose this nation. Can you imagine yourself high up in an airplane—so high that you could look down and see the whole country spread out below you. Down beneath you you would see the Mississippi River, flowing through the center of the country, almost dividing it in half. The longest and greatest river in all the world. Looking to the east you would see a great plain, dotted with cities, tactories and farms, with rail ways, rivers and canals running throughout. A great industrial center. Farther to the east you would see the beautiful mountain ranges, the oil fields, the coal mines, and, on the coast of the Atlantic, the great cities —Philadelphia, Boston and, there by the Statue of Liberty, New York, the largest city in the world. And now, looking south, you would see Wash ington, the capital of the nation; and further south, in Dixie, the tobacco plantations, the sugar cane groves and the cotton fields, white with a harvest that will clothe the world. You would now have seen only half the country, but surely enough to make you speechless with wonder could you have seen it in truth, and were you to look to the west and see the miles and miles, the thousands of miles of prairie land covered with corn, wheat, rye and barley—the world’s granary—and still to the west to the Rockies, where the cattle graze on a thousand hills; then the fruit valleys of California, and the beau tiful cities of the Pacific Coast. Then you would wonder. The whole thing seems so inconceivable that one nation should have so many blessings, such great resources, a country literally teeming with wealth; and that nation one united people with more privileges than any other people on earth. Is it at all surprising that Europe is looking to America? Poland, once one of the proudest of kingdoms, but now downtrodden and overwhelmed with war, is striving for its liberty. It has Bolshevism on one side, intrigue on the other, and social ism scattered all through it. Then there are the Slavic peoples who have come out of the World War as new nations. Think of Russia in the times of the Czar, when thousands of men and women each year were driven into the frozen wastes of Siberia to starve and die, and now the whole na tion is raving mad with its so-called Bolshevism. The people are starving and suffering now as they never did before. Nevertheless, when Russia comes forth from this ordeal she, too, will turn toward America. Hungary, China and all those other countries— they do not only seek financial help, but they look to America, as the Mother of Liberty, for new ideals of living, and a friendly guidance which will lead them to peace and prosperity. To answer this call and assume this great responsibility, America must have a great host of intelligent men and women, capable of doing things and of doing them well, to show these nations our democracy. She must have leaders. And just as America is the Work shop of Democracy for the whole world, so is the public school Democ racy’s Workshop for the nation. For it is the place where the children of to-day are made ready to become the citizens and leaders of to-morrow. And they are the ones who must up hold Democracy to the nation’s ideal. The boy or girls with no schooling has one chance in one hundred and fifty thousand of performing a distin guished service for the nation. One with elementary education has four times the chance. While one with a high school education has eighty-seven times the chance. Just think of it. Of five million with no education, only thirty-one attained distinction. With elementary schooling, of thirty-three million, eighty attained distinction; while with a high school educaiton of but two million, twelve hundred at tained distinction. Does this not speak for itself? How much, then, ought we to cherish our nation as the workshop of the world’s democracy, and our public schools and all our institutions, which are building thq foundation and the strength of our government that we may continue to lead the world in the light of freedom? And so, friends, on this day, when we may look forward to the beginning of our life’s work, and you may look back into the past, when you, too, started out with hope, and the world was so bright, we must all look for ward and strive again to show the world a better and truer democracy. Class Poem By William Rice Dear Wildwood High School by-the sea, Most dear to all of you and me; As we are now about to leave Your halls in which we have received Most all the knowledge that we know, We pledge you as we onward go, That our life’s battles fairly won Will be the aim of “Twenty-one.” Of things done here we wish to speak, As to our merits we’ll be most meek. Defects, of course, we have not any— This we can prove by teachers many— Who pat us on the back and say, “Your lesson learn this very day, For if you don’t we'll mark you down. Come now then chase away that frown.’ But we must come back to the class, Conceited boys and winsome lass. There’s many stories that we could tell— But maybe not is just as well. So we're content to just jot down The names we known will win re nown— The names you’ll hear from any day As they make good on life’s pathway. We’ll put them all right in a verse, And while the language’s somewhat terse, You’ll have to take it as it is For we are strictly out for biz, And were you with us for awhile You’d know we hardly ever smile, Unless our teachers make a break When we’re indeed quite much awake. You’ll note it seems a thing quite hard To say a word about a pard, But as we’ve got the names to say We’ll now Just do it and get away; So let us give the pen a twist And trust that no one have we missed, And not a single word have said To bring wrath down upon our head. Yetta and Anna Caroline, As actresses they would be fine; Ethel Robinson, and Mary, too, Like the boys? I should say they do; Geneva Vi’let—Florence Mae Are very quiet—by the way; Marg’ret Dolores and Lily Sel— Are two basket ball stars known well; For Emma Jean we have no mate, But we know one she’s sure to take; Georgie Swain, our basket ball star, We hope will win renown afar; John and also Robert George Could many tales of school disgorge; William Russell—Waite They smile upon the g^ls—q dom; wfc. Charles Williams Warring In song Goes with Gerard Dunlop the long Harry William we now report With Herbert Leon the very short Meyer the quiet comes in at last, With Louis Edward early for class William Learning—last one we call sel He you know knows nothing at all. We pass from our High School to-da And tread out on the world’s highway Let's lift “ever higher” our motto aloft As we did our Redeemer upon th Cross; Let’s carry the ruby and carry th* white In honor of “High School” and for th* right, 1 So when the end for us comes round j The world may know we’re upward bound. _ MANUFACTURERS’ SALE OF Men’s, Women’s and Children’s Bathing Suits BETTER THAN PRE-WAR PRICES Women’s Surf Satin Suits . . . $3.00 . Men and Boys’ Life Guard Suits. . $3.00 g Men, Women and Children’s Tennis Shoes ...... $1.25 up Children’s Suits . ... 75c to $2.50 All Rubber Bathing Caps, 15,25 and 50 cents Women’s Union Suits . . . . . 75g \ McCLAIN’S BATHS 4612 Boardwalk, Wildwood, N. J. 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