Adrian High School - Sickle Yearbook (Adrian, MI)

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diplomatically suggested a sleighride. Immediately the girls with their customary good humor forgot the insult and began to make extensive plans for this coming event. On the specified night all the naughty-tives assembled to enjoy their first class event. But they knew fI'O111 far-off rumors which had floated dow11 to them in preceding years, that Freshmen on a sleighride were seldom left to unalloyed pleasure. However, many doughty warriors arose to de- fend their rights if need be, and many and varied were the weapons of de- fense. One classman, possessed with more ingenuity than wisdom, came prepared for the contest with his coat collar bristling with pin-points. There is no need to dwell upon the outcome of these cautious prepara- tions. You may behold it i11 the Senior Sickle of ,O2, which contains an excellent drawing of the schoolhouse steps supporting a pair of bobs. In the same volume you may also see our class picture, and below it- t'lass Yell: Rah! Rah! Rah! Ma! Ma! Ma! Class Colors: Evergreen. VVe are passing glad of the opportunity to correct this dire mistake for tl1e only yell we had then was tl1e one proclaimed on that pleasurable sleigh- ride, the declension of Hic, haec, hoc, which Miss Mabel True had so carefully drilled into our unsophisticated but malleable minds. And we had no class colors, until, i11 our Sophomore year, black and gold were chosen. Among the events worthy of mention during our junior year were: the junior Hop and the securing of the class picture. The former was a great success and the latter a partial one, although it was noticeable that our ranks had grown undeniably thin. VVhen Mr. Hickey announced one morning that the Juniors would have their pictures taken at one P. M. it was whispered- A g1'oup of three girls and two boys. At one o'clock you might have seen the maids of nineteen hundred five marching in order- ly line clown one side of Broad street towards the court-house, and you need not have wondered at the merry sidelong glances cast across the street, when you saw those ten boys stalwartly holding the other side. VVhen we reached the court-house the girls were arranged in two dignified rows with an artistic background of boys who formed the third row. In Physics we found our chief trial. We were lucky to have it to Mr. Wilson for he says l1e is a crank, and it always takes a crank to turn things. As it was he changed the text-book to an easier one for the next class be- cause he knew no other could equal our class. Under his careful training we learned many things worth knowing-for example, that water runs down hill, that electricity is a subtle fluid, at least when you are examined on it,

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Class History. Caroline Edwards. Our band is few but true and tried, Our leader frank and bold, The other classes tremble, When our honored name is told. INE is a task so heavy that I am half disheartened before I begin a history for the world and for posterity of the class of 1905. Were it merely to recount some trifling war like the struggle for Independence or to trace the development of a great movement like the Reformation, it would indeed be asimple taskg but to recount all of the wit and the wisdom, the heroic deeds and the phil- anthropic acts necessary for a full history of the class of 1905, would be an overwhelming undertaking. Let us be content, therefore, with only tasting morsels from tl1is banquet of historical facts. September 2, IQOI, is the first date of the history of our famous class. It was then that seventy-eight Freshmen, forty-one girls and thirty-seven boys, began to wander about in the labyrinthian realms of Adrian High School. Once initiated into high school ways, we became so deeply engrossed in the work that nothing could draw us away from our studies. We could not find time in our intellectual growth to organiie ourselves into a legal body. However, all people have found at least one thing necessary for the develop- ment of the intellectual side, namely, a strong central government to secure internal tranquility and external non-interference. And so we found it. Constantly surrounded by those who thought themselves our superiors, open to attack at any moment, we felt that we must have some organized means of protection. The boys naturally felt this need most strongly and were the first to think of an election. This was exceedingly unfortunate as they were strong opposers of VVoman Suffrage, especially when they realized that the women concerned were in the major- ity. To pass over such an unpleasant subject hurriedly, the boys slyly held an election in which they chose all of the class officers from their own mem- bers. Then a class meeting was held the following night. Hardly a member of the class was absent. The boys first plausibly explained that the night before they had feared a' disturbance from the upper classmcn if they filed across the hall from their own to the girls' room, and then they

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and that light from the teacher's eye travels faster than sound to your neighbor's ear. During this year our class kept growing beautifully less, but no less beautiful. Especially the boys kept dropping out until only these brave souls remain. In only one instance was our class known to shirk its duty. We were supposed to decorate the church for Baccalaureate of '04, but What is everybody's business is nobody's business. Thus our Junior class had a rather inglorious close. Soon, however, we were to astonish the world. During our first three years, while the different stages of development were going on, we were kindly screened from close observation by a Fogg. Because they could not see us clearly, some considered us slow and expressed surprise when we did do things on time. Mudjekeewis, the West-Wind, blew the Fogg eastward, and all of a sudden we stood revealed to tl1e world. Amazement was su- preme I And we too have felt our glory as we have walked about the halls with- out a peer. We even went on our class sleighride in absolute peace and safety. Everything has passed so harmoniously this year that comment is use- less. Still there are a few events that must not be passed over. Mr. Heabler was at school on time September fifth, December twelfth, April seventeenth, and May first. And then there is another thing, I should hate to state it as an absolute fact, but still I have heard it rumored that there was one day when Louise Fox and Ida McLouth were not seen to whisper. And while I am speaking of the unusual, I must not forget to mention the extraordinary precocity of one of our girls. Nellie Goucher has been studying Horace, something never before heard of in any high school annals. And much to her credit she has found it a rare Treat. Some others, however, have preferred a Child's story. Ray Heabler has found a very enjoyable subject in the book We Two. Our class has been sifted and sifted, so that when we took up our last year's high school work in the fall of '04, only twenty-five remained. Our boast is quality rather than quantity. Our progress has been ever upward, saved perhaps from a backward step by our Kane, which has ever steadied our tottering feet. This steadi- ness has shown itself especially in the attendance, kept almost perfect by the Porler. But there is one pre-eminent reason for our success based upon the pro- verb Experience is the best teacher, for our class has the advantage of