Carthage High School - Carthaginian Yearbook (Carthage, MO)

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uxf Ruse R PAGE l60 Glee Clubg of that trembly Commencement of 1894 and the difficulty with which Bob Sloan and your humble servant selected the neck trimmings therefor! I think Time has played a trick on me. I cannot believe nearly thirty years have run under the bridge since that night. I decline to accept the calendar, and shall rest my case on relativity. I am younger now than I was then-much younger! And just to prove this, I'm coming out to show you Carthaginians someday. Do you think I could fill the Opera House at a dollar a seat-members of the Class of '94 free, if unaccompanied by families!-and no refund for dissatisfaction ? - Be that as it may, the sun of Carthage never has set in my heart and never shall. It is a high-noon sort of place in the hind-look, and a shiny spot in the fore-look-one to which I hope to buy a ticket be- fore I trade my bifocals for a wheel chair. And of course, when I think of Carthage, my second thought is for her fine schools-the best asset a community can have. My first thought is for my friends. Yours, cheerily, LEIGH MITCHELL I-IODGES. What a happy idea to have this reunion on paper, thus eliminat- ing distances. I am glad of the opportunity to send loving greetings to my class of 1879, and, after these forty-three years, to turn back- ward and greet again those who are left of the seven in the class which preceded ours. Also, to say to the forty and two classes which have followed, that my interest in them has been exceeded only by my pride in their achievements. ORA BRUMMETTE SWIFT, '79 El Paso, Texas. The recent publication of the fiftieth anniversary edition of the Press recalls to my mind the visits of the reporters from the Banner and the Patriotg then the two papers of Carthage, at our High- School examinations. It was their custom to be present at these examinations which were held monthly, in their search for news items. This was an added inducement to make good in the tests, which were usually both written and oral, for such is the power of the press, that we did not want it to be a witness of our shortcomings. I think in looking over the past, that I have never had more enjoyment in any one thing, than I have in seeing the progress made by the schools of Carthage. MRS. JAMES MURTO, Class of 1880. We who graduated in 1885 can not verify the dear memories of school days, for the old mansard roofed' High School building is gone, the teachers-the school girls are scattered and the one boy of our class seems lost to us forever. But having learned in life's school, that when we try to retrace our steps back to youth-we meet with disappointment-we realize u--iilxe -an Efhp Qlalihgginfgn 1-s Ruse -aux -uu-

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! lx--xnxexnxexnx-exu Eihp cllgffhggfnign rx -ll lI':t'!I'- ex: To the Alumni: In behalf ol' every one here enrolled let me assure you of our great love and pride in the traditions that you have given Alma Mater, and of our solemn ambition to be worthy of them. Sincerely yours, G. R. DEATHERAGE, Principal of High School. Let us retrace the path that our feet have trodden these twelve years since that day of yesteryear when the class that was our class :cat proudly marshalled on the stage awaiting the hour of hours. Let us stretch out a hand in friendly sympathy and greeting to this, the latest class, soon to fill those same seats and feel these same thrills. Years may come and years may go, but the proud Seniors are with us still. Faces change and buildings moulder, but the Spirit of C. H. S. so tenderly cherished in the hearts of her seventeen-hundred graduates lives forever. Greetings from the class of 1910. LOUISE HALLIBURTON, President, Alumni Association. The soft light of memory backward is cast, Revealing the treasures and joys of the past. Thus sang the class of 1903 on its graduation night, in the old opera house. This soft light of memory certainly has been cast backward many times by many people, during thf week while the records of the sixteen hundred graduates of Carthage High School have been gathered into one great alumni directory. One cannot fail to be impressed with the bigness of the school, its far-reaching influences, and the achievments of its sons and daughters, It brings the feeling that one of the things worth while in life is to be able to say of Carthage High School: Alma Mater, Here's to you! SUSAN M'COY, '03, Optop, Doylestown, Pennsylvania, April S, 1922. Since my last lame greeting' to the Carthaginian I've seen a Lon- don summer as dry-atmospherically speaking-as Mr. Volstead's lawg a France of woeful wastes and magnificent recuperative quali- tiesg the Alps which annually are crossed in every well regulated Commcncementg Rome with its glowing impressiveness and Monte Carlo with its radiant beautyg Ford-less Veniceg bustling Brussels, and even warmed my cheeks at the high-set fireside of Vesuvius- not to mention a large assortment of other places and experiences. But-and this is the most interesting part of my pilgrimage- when I beheld the sun-up countenances of two Carthaginians-Mr. and Mrs. Sewall-in the Cecil in London, I knew that home-folk are the finest sights to be seen abroad. And the old Carthage days came back-trooping' from the open gates of memory like mummers on parade. The days of White and Doddg of the one-mule-power trolley and the Saturday night band concerts 3 of Grant Pauley and the Democratic PAGE I 59

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my -sux -as why cllgffhgginign ix- -xny -an-e -tux -xl that the happy past lives best in the memo1'y. So we are very grate- ful to the present staff for locating' the old alumni. Their names recall old associations and memories, causing us to museg to laugh, to dream of many things which happened in old school days. MABEL REID ROSE, 1885. Alumni of C. H. S.: The world has been big with experiences since the class of 1887 lei't you. I History has made, water drowned, fire has destroyed, earth- quakes have depopulated, floods desolated, and death dethroned, and still twenty-two of the twenty-five members have lived through it all, and to you and to them I send a pleasant greeting, On that memorable night of May 20, 1887 when, with a wave of his hand, Professor White much as said, Arise , Sit down, Take this sheep skin and start for the door of renown, we felt that We could settle the affairs of the nation at once, if they would but ask our advice. But somehow, those in authority overlooked us, an opportunity lost, and they have been trying' to unravel things ever since. A great many of our class not only take a pride in saying they graduated from the C. H. S., but that their children have graduated from it also. I'll admit thirty-five years sounds like a long' time, But that's the measure of days, not of heart or of mind, And the memories of schooldays never grow old, For they hold priceless friendships which are more than gold. And a greeting to you and my classmates I send, For we're all loyal supporters and will be to the end. LULA O'KEEFE DURHAM, '87. Gl.'CCl2lTl1!,'S to the class of 1889 Which numbered girls and boys just twenty-nine. The dear old days spent in our public school, Were happy ones when we obeyed the rule. And here is wishing you all, of the old class that is here, Good Luck-Good Health, and plenty of Good Cheer. MILCENA BARTLETT WHAILTON, 'S9. TELEGRAM Washington, D. C. April 24, 1922. Sorry to have overlooked my promise. I send the Carthaginian best wishes and all the Carthage alumni greetings. Carthage will always be my first and greatest love. EMILY NEWELL BLAIR, '9-4. Carthage High, we hail you! The school we love so well. Tho' its years since we attended, your praises still we tell. Far and wide, your sons have scattered, great achievements done, On our school reflects the credit for the fame that they have Won. So we hail you Alma Mate1'! And as the Years g'o by, We are proud to be alumni of the Old Carthage High. NORA JOHNSON, Class '94, PAGE l6l