||Oft I wonder, as I ponder
Of the happy days spent here,
What the future holds in store for each of us.
Will you send out men to fame?
Will your women win great names?
Or will they fall a victim to the rust?
But the latter cannot be
Where there’s truth and loyalty
To the school that is so dear to one and all.
So just put your faith in us,
We’re the class that one may trust,
We’re the class of 1912! Hail all!
Now we bid farewell to you,
To your colors White and Blue,
To your classic Halls where knowledge we have gained
And dear teachers, tried and true,
We extend our love to you-
Then we leave you all, with glory yet unstained.
-G. H. ‘12