Beloit High School - Trojan Yearbook (Beloit, KS)

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OKe TROJAN Top Row—George Fittell, Billy Birch, Paul Hannah, Myrle Fairchild. Second Row—Eugene Tice, Mr. Imes, Donald Emmot, Bill Pfautz. THE PILOTS —Howard DeShazo The Hi-Y is an upward step of which eleven seniors have taken advantage in the preparation for that long, uncertain flight into that ethereal region, generally known as the stratosphere, upon which about sixty students will embark at the end of the senior year. The wind is rising —the ropes are taut—the time is drawing near. The balloon is practically ready and the gondola almost completed. The final preparations are being made. It has taken twelve years to make ready for this flight. Those twelve years have been spent in order to make this flight a success. The Hi-Y is one step that is designed to fill in a wide gap between all the others. In order to be able to do this more fully, it has adopted a policy known as its purpose. It is to create, maintain, and extend throughout the school and community high standards of Christian character. Mr. P. V. Imes has sponsored the organization during the year 1933-34. The cabinet officers who assisted him and those elected for the next year are: 1933-34 1934-35 President ......Bill Pfautz Billy Birch Vice-Pres........Eugene Tice Paul Hannah Secretary .... Paul Hannah Harlan Rees Treasurer ...George Fittell Ray Thomas Devo. Chair..Donald Emmot Addison Pfautz Serv. Chair......Billy Birch Keith Keeley Public. Chair...............Harrison Honderick Organist ...Myrle Fairchild Donald Schulz Music ......Myrle Fairchild Roger Weltmer World Brotherhood—Harrison Honderick, George Fittell, Juanitio DeGracia. The first Hi-Y club in Beloit High School was organized in 1920 bv Principal F. L. Owen. The club started out with seventeen members. The small membership didn’t stop them. That first year, through the co-operation of every member, the club had two banquets and held several debates, extemporaneous speeches, and talks on vocational guidance. This year the club had forty members. This was not the largest membership the club has ever had, but it has been one of the most successful years, as far as accomplishments are concerned. The organization took part in many outside activities. After school on the evening of September 18, the club had the annual watermelon feed for the boys of the school. The forty-nine boys who attended somehow consumed more than six hundred pounds of various varieties of the large, green fruit. A Hi-Y district conference was held at Sean-dia October 4. Beloit was represented there by Harlan Rees, Homer Spain, Bill Pfautz, Keith Keeley, Harrison Honderick, Billy Birch, Paul Hannah, Myrle Fairchild, Don Emmot, George Fittell, and Mr. Imes. Junction City held the state Hi-Y conference on November 24-25. Harlan Rees, Homer Spain, Bill Pfautz, Keith Keeley, Harrison Honderick, Billy Birch, Paul Hannah, Myrle Fairchild, Don Emmot. George Fittell, and' Mr. Imes represented Beloit. The big event of the year—the Hi-Y Father and Son Party—was held December 12 in the high school gymnasium. The Program Committee offered the club a variety of programs this vear. They have had outside speakers, music programs, both instrumental and singing from the Hi-Y song books, a Bible baseball contest, a basketball tournament, a volley ball tournament.

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Ohe TROJAN SENIOR ENDOWMENT We, the Senior class of 1934, as we sail forth into the upper regions, doubtful of our destination, do make our last will and testament. The following Seniors do solemnly bequeath: Frank Armstrong, his power over women to Hubert Oakley. Maurice and Veda Briney, their height to Dick Carper and Marjorie Hutton in hopes that they’ll “come up’n see ’em sometime.” Claude Baker, Harold Mercer, and Bill Pfautz, their places in “la classe de Francais” to those who enjoy eating candy bars during activity period. Gerald Bassford, his gavel to Harlan Rees knowing that with his boisterous voice he will be able to talk above Mr. Chestnut. Gerald Broadbent, the park to play around in, to Don Murray. Gladys Briney, her cat, Clarissa, to Shirley Spaulding. Dorothy McClanahan and Max Broadbent, their favorite parking place to Gertrude Golla-day and Roger Weltmer, if they’ll come around to see them privately. Paul Bell, his mischievous ways to Billy Birch. Ruth Davis, Ruth McCall, and Ruth Smith, their favorite kind of bird seed to Helen Graves, Helen Lynch, and Helen Walsh. Wayne Hixenbaugh, his track ability to Don Schulz. Tommy McCall, his good humor and laugh to Margaret Caughey. Delmar Nelson, his list of absence excuses to any underclassman who will take the time to read it. Dorothv Shotwell, the road to Seottsville to Earl Grecian. Hester Walter, Marvel Conn, and Bernice Myers, secrets and giggles to Kathryn Crawford, Iverne Ramsay, and Ora Lee Seaman. Esther Donaldson, with bereaved spirits leaves Lawney in B. H. S. Howard DeShazo, his “Little Bo-Peep” bonnet to Ray Thomas. Del Forrest Winn, his most prized possession, an extensive vocabulary, to Rex Quakenbush. Mavis Minch, her dramatic ability to Greta Garbo with the thought in mind that Greta might get a few pointers. Vernon Crumrine, his generous spirit to Bob Mercer. Donald Emmot. his size to the Porter twins in hopes they will become football players. John Brock, his perseverence to Wayne Kaiser. Floyd Grecian, his ability to dress well to Van Dyle Ross, hoping it will help him in his love affairs. Floyd Rominger, his nickname of “Gus” to his little brother knowing that he will live up to it. Boyd Christoffel, his purple shirt to Don Vetter—to wear with his red pants. Joe Hicks, his bass voice to “Kenny” Weins so that “Kenny” can get into some more easy classes. Haldon Howse, his favorite saying, “That’s what she said” to Wendell Dean so that he will always have something to say. Garold Humes, his Sex Appeal to Ronald Walsh so that Ron will always have a girl friend. Dorothy Gering, her pleasing personality to any underclassman who feels that she needs one. Elizabeth Gould and Homer Spain, their favorite stool in the Gould restaurant to Edna Francisco and David Ebey. Birdie Yocum, her ability to play the flute to Joe Gansel knowing that he will have enough wind to blow it. Marie Scoggan, her ability to break ankles to next year’s Seniors so that they will have an excuse to miss school. Imogene Gray and Eugene Tice, their favorite meeting place at the south door to one of next year’s loving couples. Catherine Strawn, her high soprano voice to Addison Pfautz so that Addison can become one of next year’s cheer leaders. Mary Beryl Miller, her basketball ability to Gertrude Golladay, knowing well that she needs it. Leo Nelson, his car to his little brother. Frances Cole, her library book to any brave Junior if he will promise to read it in Mr. Carmichael’s history class. Kathryn Wolverton, her abilitv to make twenty errors in time copy work in typewriting to Ruth Mercer. James Pooler, his hall monitor position to brother Orvis so that Orvis can rest during 5th hour. The members of the Senior class, their places on the Failing and Unsatisfactory list to the Juniors, Sophomores, and Freshmen realizing that it will take all of them to fill it. Signed: CLASS OF ’34. (SEAL)

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OKe TROJAN RIFTS IN THE CLOUDS FLIPPANCY MODERN CHIVALRY What care I, tonight? I’ll go my way, I’m free. You go the earth ways or air ways, What care I ? It’s little it matters to me. 0 would that youths today like olden knights Still rode their steeds to battles fierce To win a lady’s hand and overcome his plights And bravely faced a sword that might him pierce In arm, or thigh, or maybe bleeding heart. He rescued frightened maidens so distressed; What care I, tonight? I won’t be there to see If you win your fight or lose. What care I? It’s little it matters to me. Tonight, I'll cut the cords That held for years and years. You’ll hear no sigh with my goodbye; You’ll not find me in tears. And armor strongly built in every part Was worn on stalwart figure stately dressed. Hut carefree lads today in checkered suit Are driving ancient antiquated Fords To catch their favorite with just a toot, And masterpieces played on ukes in chords Are used instead of serenades of joy. Now cash not bravery endears a boy. —Maxine Lagle. What care I, tonight What you will do or be. I’ll tear my life from yours, And what care I ? It’s little it matters to me. Tonight, I see you go. Tomorrow brings a tear, And with a sniff, I wonder if We’ll meet again next year. EVOLUTION One day when I was very young In fact I was a freshman I dreamed I was a stately man Like all those Seniors in command. And as I leave this worthy school —Frances Cole. Where I have learned the golden rule And worked with head and hand and tool I find that I am still a fool. —Howard DeShazo and Harold Mercer.