Billings Senior High School - Kyote Yearbook (Billings, MT)

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THE K Y O T E 23 (lie homo of the ml man. Its keen edge does not mean that when we leave the llijjh School we sever all ties with it. Rather lot its hammer-like quality sig- nify that with it we unite them all the more firmly. In the time of the Indian the tomahawk was the sign of war but to us lot it ) e the symbol of peace. A pipe was the Indian s emblem of peace, but not daring to bring a pipe into this school room, nothing is left for us but to use a tomahawk. Aye, and Juniors, I advise you to use it. Somewhere in your class, hidden from sight by the boosting of the rest, is a knocker or knockers. Who knows but what we shall soon hear them? If such there Ik , put on your war-paint and hunt him down; then use the tomahawk without mercy. And, if in the dire conflict you lose or destroy this sinister looking weapon, I advise you to have one made of such lasting qualities that if all the world turned knockers they could not destroy it. When the knocker brings forth his hammer, sound your war drums and call your chiefs into council, bring forth the tomahawk, show it to him and make known its use. If he does not submit to peaceful terms let his worthless scalp be hung in your assembly place as a warning to others. Those in the tribe soon to In Seniors most worthy of attention are the maidens. Of course your braves all agree with me but let them not over do it or disaster will fall on them. Hardy braves, watch these maidens carefully and follow their example. Every night when Big Chief Snell gives the word they start homeward with a monstrous pile of books, For shame! Where are your hardy braves at that time? The braves take no books home (unless it Ik that one among you ever prone to argue weighty questions). I really believe they would rather see the women do the work as they themselves are never caught doing any. It has been the diligent and laborious studying of the girls that has given your class renown for scholarly ability. These maidens never go out on school night, unless it be on Monday to a show, to a basketball game on Tuesday, or to call on Wednesday, or to a straw ride on Thursday, and on Friday decked in all their paint and feathers to a war dance. Of course they stay at home on Saturday night and study—if there is nothing else to do. Then how do they get their lessons! Ask some of the. youths; perhaps they can tell. Chief AH-the-Time-Heap-Smile Perkins, when this tomahawk is turned over to you and your class, guard it faithfully, and if ever it is lost set your warriors on its trail and let them not return until it is found. If they fail your tril e will perish. When the time comes for your tribe to leave these camping grounds, as we must now do, give the tomahawk to the next succeeding tribe and impress upon them the importance of its preservation telling them what I have told you. As long as it is kept your tribe will prosper and vour names be remembered in this school. I ct it symbolize to you not only the destruction of all things not for the best interests of the school and your class, but also the establishment of all that is beneficial ami worthy to bo incorporated in the Billings High. —Georoe Hubbard, ’08.

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THE KYOTE 22 prepared Etta's experience as chairman of the chicken pie dinner committee has served well for her chosen profession. The next scene is a picture of a school room where we see Ellen Farrell as leading lady. She looks even more stern than ever as she rilled her pupils with an iron sway, never one daring to look sidewise. In this one we see a carriage drawn by handsome horses coining down a beautiful avenue and as it stops in front of a large house Grace Awe, the lady of ’08, steps out to make a call on another member of our class, Hazel Hankins, who is now the wife of a wealthy automobile manufacturer. Now the scene changes and instead of the continual drumming on the piano, a very sweet faced young lady appears on the stage and sings. Her voice is rich and sweet and shows the result of cultivation and study. I soon recognized her as no other than Marguerite ileox, the only member of the class of '08 possessed of musical ability. The next picture represents a large room in a hospital and from the number of palms we see scattering their shade everywhere we will imagine it to be somewhere in the tropics. At the bedside of one of the patients sits our friend Flossie Parkinson, ever as gentle and kind as when in Hillings High School hut in her own way accomplishing more than others. In the next picture we see a very energetic young man knocking at the door of a formidable looking house. As the housewife opens the door he in- troduces himself as Mr. W. W. McKenzie, agent for the uImproved Twentieth Century Stereoscope,” a wonderful device for amusing the children. He shows all his pictures and uses all of his argumentative ability, to no avail, which he gained in the Billings High School, for the lady soon closes the door in his face and Will seeks the next victim. Last but far from 1 icing least this picture shows the engine room of the Hillings Electrical Works on the banks of the Yellowstone, where George Hub- hard, clad in grimy clothes and with a huge oil can in his hand, is running the engines which supply the now united cities of Billings and Toluca with light, lie seems the same as ever, just as eager to explain and show off his knowledge as he was in the old days of Hillings High School. This closed the evening's entertainment and most enjoyable it had been to me who had scarcely heard of the class of '08 since we graduated, and as I left I could wish nothing but success and happiness to the memliers of the class of 1008 of the Hillings High School. —Helene O’Don sell, ’08. ---H---- TOMAHAWK TALK Let no one fear. I mean no harm. This tomahawk is not to be put to any bloody use. Its appearance means that a custom is to be established in the Hill- ings High similar to that now in existence in many other schools in this country. The Senior class today will present to the Juniors, with much sage advice, this emblem which they, in turn, will give to the class following them and so on down for years to come. A tomahawk is most suitable for such a purpose in this western country,

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24 THE KYOTE RESPONSE TO THE TOM Ml AWE TALK Which is less blessed, to give or to receive? We ask you, 1908! You be- stow upon us the tomahawk, and with it all the cares and responsibilities of Semorhood. But here the pleasure stops, the cares begin. We accept both, however, hoping for the l est. But you must watch our struggles, forgive our failings, ami cheer our successos. Y ou refuse longer to stay, and 1909 must not waste time in weeping. With the highest resolves we will guard this emblem carefully, and hand it over to 1910 together with the scalps of the knockers at the end of the year. As you have given us advice in times gone by, so we will bestow upon 1910 our assistance in times of need. In receiving this emblem we hope that ties of friendship will not be severed, that after you have departed you will often look back upon these days of joy. work, and comradeship. True and noteworthy facts have you cited, () Senior! The maidens al- ways receive the most attention when a member of 1909 is around. We are proud of it. Is this not as t should be? And you, 1908, must take care! The maidens do not carry danger signals and you, yourself, will fall at some time or other a victim to their charms and then you will remember the advice you have given us and think mayhap ’twas foolish. But I must not keep you longer, not even for the kind of advice a youngej generation always finds competent to give. The door has opened! the world awaits you. For three long years we have known you, 1908, anil we shall miss you now. We have often contested, but it has been a friendly rivalry decreed i,v the fates. We have always admired and liked you and now that we must say “Good bye,” you carry many wishes with you, but none are more sincere, more hearty, more heartfelt than those of 1909. The l est luck, 1908—the very k®8 . —Ernest Steele, ’09. ----K--- VALEDICTORY You have been gracefully welcomed by the salutntorian, the amusing memories and other events of the past have lieen recalled, and now one thing only remains—that we should say —“farewell.” The occasion brings with it mingled emotions of joy and sadness—joy because the goal for which we have have so long been striving is reached, and sadness because of the severing of long and intimate associations. The word we now say rings down the curtain upon the bright scenes of our High School days. It closes the first great epoch of our educational life and lays the last stone of the foundation we have builded for our future hopes. During the past four years we have experienced both sunshine and shadow. There have been times when everything seemed to be coming our way and again there were moments when study seemed useless and nothing went just right. Today we realize first, that we arc stronger in every way for having encountered and overcome these obstacles, with which each student must struggle sometime during his High School course; and second that it was the