Goshen Central High School - Yearbook (Goshen, NY)

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CLASS CHARACTERISTICS. TITLE. FAVORITE DIVERSION. SWEETEST CONVERSATIONAL FABRIC. AMBITION. FUTURE OCCUPATION. FAVORITE EXPRESSION. FLORENCE S. ROBBINS “Punk.” Studying (Gold) Smith. Basket ball. Speak German. Trying to surpass Gibson, “Oh! Gee!” ANNA CLARA DE YOE “ Carissima.” Talking to her right hand neighbor (a continuous fire). Fashions. To make good fudge. Darning stockings. “Say it again, and say it slow. CARLTON I. SMITH “Pod.” Giggling. English classics. To win a $10 gold piece. To break the mile record. Writing poems for Puck. Good gracious! MARY E. BASSETT 41 Mary Lib. Waiting for the coal man (Coleman). Anything about boys. Marry a billionaire. Hammering rag time. “ Gosh! WILLIAM Y. RUMSEY... 44 Willie Y. Cleaning his specks. Scientific farming. To save paper. Dancing master. “Well, what you goin’ to do? N. ELIZABETH MOULD “ Moldy.” Gazing at Zeus. G eography, (Tut) hills, etc. To get a bite of water. Training minds. 44 By Golly! THE PIONEER.

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THE PIONEER. 15 seat where she told me of her numerous experiences since last we met. After surprising all the professors and Syracuse University by her great mathematical ability she I had the distinction of being the only lady teacher | of mathematics in a German University. During ! her first year in Germany, the greatest mathema- ; tician of the day fell deeply in love with her, mostly on account of her wonderful ability in discovering formulas for the solving of difficult problems. For years before he met Clara he had been studying on a formula for finding the distance from earth to heaven. He thought it would be the chance of a lifetime if he could only get her to share his solitude and help him on the great problem. Clara willingly accepted to share his fame. When the formula was about half completed they heard of the wonderful view that could be obtained of the moon and stars from a ledge near j Lake George, America. They then hastened to I catch the next steamer for America. But, alas, when Clara was viewing the action of the shooting stars from the renowned ledge, she forgot it was only a ledge and strolled off into the cradle of the deep. (She confidentially told me that she had rocked a cradle during five different periods.) The striking of the town clock brought me back to reality and I realized that it was time for lunch. F. S. ROBBINS, ’04. “AN ALLEGORY.” [With Hpolotrics to James Whitcomb Riley.] From farm an’ town an’ all around you pupils have come To raise a racket, throw spit-balls an’ talk until you’r dumb, An’ breck the rules, an’ answer back, an’ send notes to the girls; An’ mock your good kind teachers an’ keep your hair in curl— But when these awful things is done an’ your spirit’s gettin’ low— You’ll crouch tremblin’ behind your desk, an’ in your guilty woe, Sit thinkin’ of the skeery tales the P. Gs. tells about— How Basker ’ll git you Ef you Don’t Watch Out. Wunst there wuz a “ smartie ” boy what told a lie an’ then Next day he met the Principal who called him to the “ Den.” Some students heerd him holler an’ others heerd him bawl. An’ when they seeked the office through, he wuzn’t there at all. They seeked him in the book-shelves an' in the telephone, An’ seeked him in all the Latin ‘ trots ’ ’ but never found a bone— An’ when they seeked the whole town through, ’twas clear beyond a doubt. 'At Basker had got the Boy What Didn’t Watch Out. An’ one time wuz a fair haired gal, 'ud alius laugh an’ hum, An’ not learn her Geometry an’ say she thought it “ Dumb.” An’ onct when she wuz right in class an’ all the students there, She made a face, an’ cracked some jokes an’ said see didn’t care, An’ just as she wuz slammin’ out an’ goin’ to take a ride, Er there stood the Principal a glarin’ by her side. An’ he wilted her to nothin’ ' fore she know’d what she 's about An’ Basker ’ 11 wilt you Ef you Don’t Watch Out. H. ’02.

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THE PIONEER. 17 CHARGE TO THE JUNIORS. From the time immemorial it has been the custom for the young to receive sage and helpful advice from old and wise heads. So in accordance with this old custom the class of 1904, from their long experience in the ways of school and the world, now as the time for parting approaches, takes the liberty of giving a few suggestions to you for the coming year. Then it shall be you who will be upholding the dignity and honor of this seat of learning. We hope that you will in some ways direct your steps in accordance with the paths we have trodden. Although perhaps we have sometimes in our heedless moments forgotten that, “Knowledge was Power’’ and neglected precious opportunities, yet one of our members should be to you a shining pattern of industry and patience. But be observant and from our short-comings take heed and make of yourselves a model class, which ought to be in every respect second to none but the class preceding yours. “Do your best.” Perhaps this has been repeated too often, you will say. But nevertheless its truth is not injured by repetition. Whether in the school or on the athletic field, “ Do your best.” In your school life remember that the teachers are but human, and that there is a limit to human endurance. Or in whatever manner of athletic sports in which you engage, let it not savor of any dishonest work but be clean and fair, so that outsiders cannot point the finger of scorn at this school, at least. In regard to numbers, you are large and in intellect, well—that remains to be seen; but at all events edit a class paper. Cultivate the feeble flower of our planting so that from year to year its growth may be looked upon with pride by the following classes and honored by the patrons of the school. Your senior year, in all probability, will be your hardest, but your success will be assured if you keep in mind our honored motto or the words of Benjamin Franklin: He that by the plow would thrive, Himself must either hold or drive. C. I. SMITH, President. THE CLASS WILL. We, the class of 1904 of Goshen High School, although being of sound mind and memory, do declare this to be our last will and testament to the class of ’05. To Mr. J. W. Gott, 3rd, the most worthy president of the class, we bequeath a melodious whistle—and also the advice not to use his Foot(e) too much. To Miss Jennie Bassett, the secretary, a half dozen rulers, a Ivory (pen) holder, box of stub pens, a dozen packages of confetti to use to cover the desk instead of torn notes. To Miss Florence Houston, the treasurer, we give great Merit (t) for her good behavior and hard study. To Miss Charlotte Glover we give the advice that she had better look well after her best Penny. To Mr. Percy Ivory, a bottle of machine oil and also the coveted privilege of becoming insured with the De Yoe Insurance Company. To Miss Hazel Van Buren, two hints: The first, that those “four swell fellows ” must have been only fooling. The second, that Gibson has advertised for a model. To Sadie Sharts, the “ maid ” of the class, we give the privilege of tying all the knots she wishes to, if she will let the Emble(m) alone. To Mr. Frank Penny we bequeath a Glove(r) to be worn on the right hand only. To Miss Laura De Groot, we give the opinion that, “Virgil” and “Physics,” are not such bad subjects after all. To Miss Katherine Hayes, the advice that it is better not to fall too deeply in love with Caesar nor any friend of his. To Mr. John Landy, the last but by no means least, we bequeath the hope that he will have a chance to sleep after ’05. M. E. BASSETT, ’04. The Senior Class is sincerely thankful for the generous support given to “ The Pioneer” by the advertisers and all others who have given aid. Charlotte Glover—What is your favorite knight ? Jennie Bassett—Sunday night—when I can rest.