Auxvasse High School - Saber Tooth Yearbook (Auxvasse, MO)

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Class History The following history is guarenteed by no one in paticular to be streamlines and air-conditioned,and to contain other exclusive 1956 features. No patent or copyright has been secured, but it is expected that no one will infringe on our legal rights. Most of us recall with no small amount of amuse- ment that eventful day four years ago, when with calm and smiling countenances fwe as yet had no rea- son to be otherwise B we marched proudly down the sidewalk to our magnificent institution of learning now commonly called thenbrain factoryn. It is not at all surprising that bystanders gazed with astonished eyes and open mouths at the eleven girls and eight boys who professed to be Freshmen,and we may as well admit thatiwe were a very imposing sight K at least to blind people 3. The girls were indeed symbols of grace and beauty,most of'them still being in the so called U awkward stage U, and the boys wore that nfresh-from-the-countrynlook. The first day was spent in finding out what class- es we were supposed to be taking,and where the var- ious rooms were. In each room we encountered one of those beings called teaeher,who seemed to take great pleasure in glowering and thundering at us until we were quiet unnerved.But this was by no means the sole source of our grief. Almost immediately the so- called upperclassmen especially the Sophomores,with their vile senses f?S of humor, made themselves known and seemed to enjoy making our mistakes seem as re- diculous as possible,thus making us the laughing stock of the school.By these touching experiences we learned that the path to glory,i.e.,the road to knowledge,was by no means pleasant,and we were in- spired with a malevolent thirst for revenge.We had not been in this strange place long before some Were filled with a manly desire to W kick up their heels U,so we Uwcnt outn for basketball. Alas! tho none appeared to have died, there was great evidence of missing epiderman tissues. Some how we lived through those hectic Freshman days, and suddenly awoke to find ourselves famous, so to speak. We were Sophomores! A new crop of Freshmen appeared, and lo'.we were in a position t0 sock the reward of all rewards,viz to wit: re- venge. By night and by day did we persue those un- gainly creatures,labeling them as loudly as our lungs and certain respected authorities would permit, asngreen freshiesn. During the course of the year, some genius happened to think a thoughtg namely, to have a party. All was prepared,and due season the affair was given. It was not an overwhelmingly grand

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THE SABER TGOTH FAREWELL School days now are over Life is just begun, Still we say UcommencementU Though some things are done Books no longer needed Put them all away, Turn our faces forward To a bright,new day. There is work awaiting Work untried and new, Home must rise triumphant, Tears and sighs be few. School days all are over Watch your footsteps now, Upward,upward climbing, To the mountains brow. All the helpfyl lessons Learned so well in school Now we'll put in practice, Self we've learned to rule. Now that school is over Efforts we must give, When we work for others We have learned to live.

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r,.,,, party,but the phrase?Sophomore partyn,bore signif- ance. Needless to say,by the end of our second year we felt almost as important as the Seniors. As yet,the juniors have received little attention, but as a rule they may be considered a very civil group,and are at least more sophisticated than the Sophomores. We now made certain that no one commited the unpardonable sin-of'mistaking us for students in the lower classes. To those unfortunates we mere- ly nodded,or else said nothing,as the occasion de- manded.The crowning of our egotism was a great and wonderful play called U Special Delivery W. The pre- sentation of this magnificent drama was a happy oc- casion,or at least, so the assorted spectators said. With the proceeds from the above named play, we took the Seniors to St. Louis,to behold the wonderd of that great metropolis. There we visited certain places of interest, and to the great amazement of most people, none of our usual specimens were detained to be ex- hibited at the zoo. The social event of the year was a Weiner roast held on the Auxvasse Creek near the home of Forrest Turner, and we arenft kidding when we call it the best party we ever had. And last,but by no means least,comes the thrilling narration of events in our Senior year. At last we were H the top U, and succeed in making that fact very evident when we again assembled on the first day of school. We swept magestically into the halls,looking neither to the right nor to the left,and with solmen dignity took our places in the auditorium,where we were made to realize a new sense of our responsibil- ity and were told to set examples for the lower classmen. Only a few days later the peacful quiet was broken by the cryu Senior Class Meetingn.Thence began our struggles with jewelry salesm n and man- ufacturers of invitations.diplomas,and other heter- ogenous articles, which,according to mily Post,are necessary for graduation,and we might also mention the desperate struggle with finances. After this first trying week events were much the same as they had been in other years,eXcept that our minds were more con- cerned with the future than they had been before. The following is the class roll as it was in Sept. 1952 :- Lewis Berry, Katherine Chism,Virginia Chism, Clifford Fox, Elton Hape,Albert Kidwell,Sallie Dean Hatcher,Curtis Humphries,Henerietta McCluer,Louise Meyer,Henry Mills,Marguerite Moore,LeRoy 0'Brien, Paul Owen,Virginia Pasley,Mary Ross,Orville Sheets, Mabel Yates,Luoille Wilkes,John Hatcher. The picture is much altered in the four years for this is the way the class roll reads'March 15,1956 :- Sallie Dean Hatcher, Mabel Yates, Ada Crump, Nancy Wagley,Virginia Pasley,Henrietta McCleur, Irene Woodson, Paul Owen, glyde Dickey, Henry Mills, Clarence Dickey, Clifford ox.