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School Souvenir
EMMA PERRYMAN, Teacher
1917
IN MEMORY OF DAYS SPENT TOGETHER IN THE
SCHOOLROOM THIS TOKEN IS PRESENTED WITH THE
COMPLIMENTS OF YOUR TEACHER (please note the picture of Emma Perryman above) |
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Oh! Sift the time has fled
away
As fleeting as the rose
Since school began its opining
day
Till now its day of
close. |
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Belmont Public School District No. 65
Hunter Twp., Tillman Co.,
Okla.
EMMA PERRYMAN,
teacher E. B. Nelms, Do. Supt.
School Officers
R. L. Page, Clerk
B. B. Paterson, Director
D. V. Ross, Member
PUPILS
Arkie Tuttle
Hubert Fant
Mintie Tuttle
Jewel Garner
Edith Patterson
Bertha Chambless
Ruby Fant
Jack
Drake
Velma Ross
Roy Cather
George Short
Beatress Short
Ruby Drake
Ina Ross
Anna Riddle
Osburn Riddle
Velma Guthrie
Waunita Arnold
Avon Fant
Ruth
Patterson
Homer Chambless
Irene Ross
Jimmie Farr
Fairy Drake
Zelma Ross
Letha Tuttle
Fred Short
Olen Chambless
G. L. Ross
Martha
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"Live to learn and you will learn to
live."
"Good instruction is better than
riches."
"Advance in learning as you advance in
life."
"Education is the chief defense of
nations."
Acquire not only learning but the habit
of learning." |
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The Close of School
Our school has closed, and at it's
close
We turn our minds
elsewhere.
and fondly seek a brief
repose
From study and from
care.
And as our school days we
review,
Sweet memories they bring
Of kindness and of friendship true,
Which e'er will round us
cling.
For pleasantly we've spent our
time,
And drank at Wisdom's fount,
And tried each day to higher
climb
Her steps that upward
mount.
As time flit's by I'll think of
you.
Observe you in Life's race,
Your Features still will come in view.
Your well remembered face.
A fond farewell I give to you,
My wishes best extend.
A love that springs from heart that's
true
I give to you my friend.
Your Teacher. |
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Days
Two merry little tots,
One Day in time of you're,
First stared off to school,
A mile away or more.
A little basket new,
With dinner in they bore.
And booklets printed thru,
With A. B. C. Galore.
Term after term, they went,
And threaded classes thru,
On Wisdom's ways intent,
And her rich prize in view.
And ne'er will they forget.
Their teachers kind and true,
Their memory lingers yet
When school days they
review.
On this school's closing
day
That boy and girl are here.
(Tho' both grown up and
they)
To greet you all with
cheer. |
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And now the time has come about OHIO PTG. CO N. PHILA. O |