Brush High School - Sagebrush Yearbook (Brush, CO)

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IN MEMORIAM OF ALEX MIDDLEMIST When, at 12:40 P. M., Sunday, May 30, 1926, Alexander Dayton Middlemist passed quietly away into the Great Hereafter, Brush High School and our community at large lost a young man whose sincerity of purpose, manliness of character, and loyalty to high ideals was a constant inspiration to all. At commencement time, when Alex was to have graduated, lit- tle did we think hut that his lion-hearted courage would bring him back from the door of Death. Long months of suffering however, had left his mortal body in a pitifully emaciated condition so that when the urgent call came the body itself failed a princely spirit and our schoolmate answered the call of his Maker. Alex typified much that was characteristic of the very finest type of young American manhood. The approaching years seemed to loom large for this boy and his hopes to make good among men. It seemed to us a great career ended just as the bud had opened just enough to glimpse the beauty within. Grief stricken we were when the word came of his passing away. And with a deep-seated feeling of sadness do we now recall our friend. As on that after- noon, when, amid the sorrowing of many, we gathered near to hear the mortal remains consigned to the place from whence it came, so do we still in spirit commune with his spirit from whence comes the inspiration and courage to be bigger, better men and women for his having lived among us. ‘7 1 the name of Jesus every knee shall horn—those in heaven and those that are on earth.”

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 Max Schmidt...........................................President Lowell Abbott....................................Vice-President Mm. George Whitbaker....................................Sponsor Dorothy Piper........................................ Secretary Frances Keener.................................... Treasurer Class Flower—Black eyed susan. Class Colors—Black and gold. Class Motto—Every attainment is a camp for the night. Senior Class History Early one morning in September, 1923, about sixty freshmen entered the Brush High School, fearing to take a step lest a creak in the floor disturb the tipper classmen, whose undiverted attention we held. With Miss Hitzler as leader of our tribe our timidness soon wore oil . One of the thrilling events in our freshman year was initiation. Many were the hours that we labored, gathering wood for the bonfire at our first football rally. Afterwards the seniors found much enjoyment in tormenting us with castor oil, spaghetti soaked in olive oil, and other chemical reagents. During our Sophomore year we felt ourselves capable of giving a “Dark Town Minstrel.” Our Junior year found us busy with many things. Lack of money is said to have driven people to many things, and it drove us to staging a Junior Carnival, from which we received a generous reward. With Miss Smith and Miss Wolfe as leaders, our tribe climbed another step on the ladder of success when we gave the Junior-Senior Banquet in the form of a summer garden. We also gave two plays: “The Importance of Being Earnest,” and “Prexy’s Proxy.” Death claimed Cleo Cline in 1924. Edith Clauson, Nellie Joppa, Claud Means, Leona McMurrin, Bessie Ragsdale, Ruby Rasor, Gladys Lindburg and Lydia Pabst decided school life too tame and embarked on a bigger career, so are now the better halves of some other lesser half on a journey through life. Many are the school activities and parties that have occupied our time. As Freshmen we bought a pennant in which we took much pride, hut lo and behold, no sooner did it adorn the walls of the assembly than it was gone. After we had purchased a larger pennant our first one appeared as mysteriously as it hail disappeared. During our Senior year our tribe framed a new issue, namely. “Caps and Gowns for Graduation.” After much serious deliberation we decided in favor of them. One of the most important Senior events is the Senior play, “The Lottery Man.” Our tribe has now come to the point where we will disperse and each go our own way. We have had a pleasant stay, and the things we have experienced here will be cherished through life. We leave with a vow that, “We’ll be loyal to you, B. II. S.” By Clara Lorenson. For Art mat err, bul Nature cannot miss. 19 7.7 I 12 1