Beloit High School - Trojan Yearbook (Beloit, KS)

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IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlllllllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII THE FACULTY V E. H. '11 OR a year and a day do high school students bask in the glow of the beloved Faculty's wisdom and rest serenely under the sway of its gentle hand. They grow from smart Freshmen to august Seniors under its kind, liifigmi-715155 unerring guidance as the vessel rises on the potter's wheel. From the faculty mechanism of the high school are turned out diplomats and artisans to be, upon flowery beds of ease and with garlands of praise and sunilowers. Under the tender, easy rule of the faculty are formed many manly and womanly characters that savor the entire community, fblessed be thegfacultyj but great is the chagrin of its members when they find one of these noble students deviating from the narrow way of conservatively adhering to text books, during school hours, and wandering into the for- bidden realms of dreamland. Few and far distanced are the rules of the faculty. Calm and peaceful is the countenance of each one of this group of our guiding stars, for their troubles are light and of short duration. There is a great diversity of character among the faculty mem- bers despite the fact that they are so much alike. The difference is in both the inherent and educated make-ups. There is Ger- man, Irish, English, Scotch and French blood in the faculty's veins. Some are college educated and some are otherwise educated. But each is a professional in his or her particular line. Some have more than one special line, and some have string attachments. This string attachment is quite beyond the comprehension of the average high school mind. Mr. Mickey had one once, he still has it, he is married now. Why should a teacher attempt to flirt with anyone but a Freshie? Our teachers never do. 'None but Miss Moore and Miss Wilcox- son are so inclined. Miss Loomis and Miss Harlan are too old maidish to smile at any one. But the Misses Moore and Wilcoxson are sure to enjoy themselves. If their fun derived from attending faculty parties and taking auto spins with a gentleman friend is not sufficient, they sometimes pass as members of a show troupe. Mr. Loop and Mr. Swift are strikingly alike in many respects.

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CORA THOMAS, Music

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we INSURGENT ' Each is able to raise the roof with his sonorous voice, but he never does. The same may be said of Mr. Gregory but it is best not to say it. Each of these three men in his own slow steady way can rush his classes through more work in a month than a battering ram could exert upon a stone wall in six weeks. Mr. Loop and Mr. Swift are seriously contemplating bald spots and their relation to skating rinks. - John L. Mickey. Authority on shortest line between two dis- tancesg but still he has missed his calling, he should have been a great singer. Lelia Z. Moore. Linguist, especially in the language of the flowers. We can not find her, for she is buried, in a book. Blanche Loomis. She loves the lovely love stories of the most lovable Germans. That is another old maidish trait. Myrtle Wilcoxson. Renowned in the search for Xerocrates, the acrolomnum of the Second Century. He was the first man to advertise for a wife. Maude L. Harlan. Expert at finding the way to a man's heart through his stomach or by any other method. A. R. Loop. He is fast becoming a part of science. Some day he will blossom into a full Hedged botanical specimen that deals with light as the angled spar, or gives forth myriads of electric sparks, or speaks of the countless geological strata of the under- world. Elihu Swift. fFastJ On the jump from garret to basementg always making the dust Hy. He is janitor. That's the Faculty! If you want knowledge you must toil for itg if food, you must toil for itg if pleasure, you must toil for itg toil is the law. 'Ruskin