Goshen Central High School - Yearbook (Goshen, NY)

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THE PIONEER. 21 THE JUNIOR SECTION Junior Class Roll. Reginald Waldo, President. Mary Ritchie, Vice President. Alice E. Dayton, Secretary. Bertha B. Bookstaver, Treasurer. Emily C. Pembleton. Ralph L. Pembleton. M arjorie Thompson. Donald (!. Parker. C. Louise Coleman. Elting France. Sarah L. Horan. Edith N. Nash. Katherine A. Doremus. Franklin A. Schriver. Clara E. Sutherland. Philina Young. Elizabeth Sharts. Karl F. Wehinger. Anna M. Brown. Hannah C. Brown. Reply to Senior’s Charge. Dear Seniors: We thank you kindly for your good wishes and good (?) advice. Concerning the dignity of the Seniors, we have noticed that often the front seats as well as the back ones have been occupied by certain members of your class during the past year, in certain periods of the day. Ask Miss Bunn. As to “pony-trotting,” we have never heard a little speech made in the High School auditorium against that, but we have on certain occasions heard oue against “turkey-trotting.” But cheer up, old friends; perhaps you are getting old and childish. And now, dear Seniors, listen to some good advice before you take your depart- ure into the “vale of tears.” Always rely upon yourselves. You have never succeeded in school by too free use of the ‘ ‘ beaten path” to the Valedictorian’s desk, and after you leave old G. H. S., the “beaten .path” will have been left behind, but you go on forever. We repeat, dear Seniors, rely on yourselves, or when the test comes you will slowly say, “Flunked again!” And we further advise you to sej a better example for your younger associates than you have to us juniors during this year. Are you not ashamed of your past conduct? Some of the teachers are getting pale and thin, caused by worry over you. We all have our faults, but some people seem to have more of them than others. So, old friends, we hope you will profit by our kind advice, and every time you do so, remember the Class of ’14. Wishing you the heartiest success in everything you undertake, we remain, Your humble friends, Class of ’14. R. W., Pres. The Digestion of the Juvenile Population of Goshen in the High School. At nine o’clock a bell is rung! The huge High School prepares to swallow its morning meal. Ding! ding! ding—the last bell! Gobble! gobble! gobble!—in its mouth the juvenile population is thoroughly mixed with dusty juice and by means of the contraction and expansion of the latitudinal and longitudinal muscles, the population is pushed up a long stairical esophagus. It pauses to rest on the larynx box and there goes on. It reaches the gullet from which it enters the stomach. Here the ju-

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CLASS CHARACTERISTICS. Name. Title. Favorite Diversion Sweetest Conversational Fabric Ambition Future Occupation Favorite Expression CHARLES LYNCH “Lynchy” Talking to the “person” who sits behind him. Just girls. To learn to dance. A minister or an actor. Is that right? EVA GALLOWAY •Eve” Studying Anything sensible. To keep pleasant Nurse. I can’t play. HENRY MERRITT ••Hank” Bowling Fishing. Few and far between. Judge. Not published. MARJORIE STOCKEN “Maggie” Running “His” car. “Some night”— To get a good picture. School teacher. Who’s doing this? CHARLES COLEMAN “Chic” Being amusing. Spearin’ To get fat. A “crow farmer.” Hay-ough. MAUDE SCHOONMAKER “Clarice” Giggling Auto numbers and autos. To run a car. A “Star.” I should worry! MOSES ROWE “Mose” • Being studious. Condition of the roads. To rival Arthur Chappell. Undecided. Oh, gee! CHARLOTTE SEACORD ... “Brindle” Talking over telephone. “Votes for women.” To vote. School marm. Oh, mercy! AGNES ALTON Aggie' Flirting. Anything about him. To be attractive. Charity work. Dear! JEAN HARDIE “Joke” Eating candy and talking. Some “classy” fellow. To get “Napoleon” off a walk. Instructing the feeble minded in the “city.” Now’ stop! MARY LEONARD “Miss” Studying Greek History. Those naughty boys. To get out of G. H. S. To hold some dignified position. Maybe (?) Oh, my! RUSSELL RUTAN “Rus” Shaking hands. Boy—(nton) Farm. To make a good half-mile runner. Under-Sheriff. Ah, shut up! I can’t study.

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9') TIIE PIONEER. venile population is churned with mischief and mixed with the Reprimandical juices, from the Teachereacal glands. It is then passed by osmosis into eight various receptacles where it is mixed with Algebraic juices, with the Germanical, the Latinical and the Frenchical juices, also the Chem-istrical, Physical and business like juices, including also Englishical, Historical and Mathematrical juices. These juices are all used in the digestive system. In the process of digestion of the juvenile population, if some part of it is not of the right consistency, there is one Pro-fessorical juice which acts on the slug-gardly particles, exerting a good expelling influence. After thoroughly mixing with the juices, the population is passed into the stomach again and regurgitated at twelve o’clock. J. W. (’., ’Hi. Junior Class Statistics. Class politician—Franklin Schriver. The “Charley Murphy” — Marjorie Thompson. Silliest—Elizabeth Sharts. Most perfect lady—Ralph Pembleton. Sweetest voice—Dick France. Rest athlete—Edith Nash. Most oratorical—Bertha Bookstaver. Lonesomest—Alice Dayton. Most dramatic—Emily Pembleton. Best cared for—Mary Fitchie. Most nosey—“Dutch” Wehinger. Fussiest—Anna Brown. Best singer—Louise Coleman. Noisiest—Sarah Horan. The new color—Hannah Brown. Wisest—Philina Young. Nerviest—Clara Sutherland. Faculty pet—Reginald Waldo. Quietest—Katherine Doremus. Biggest bore—Donald Parker. “One on a Junior.” The science class was one day discussing the wonderful operation of removing and replacing the different oigans of the human body and still enabling the person to live. The pupils were thinking seriously when one of the brightest (?) said: “Don’t you suppose that some day, people will live for a long time without brains?” The professor capped the climax, by asking the student howT old “he” was. Meter has its rhyme, Meter has its tone, But the best way to motor Is to “meter” alone. I— Little Dog. II— Railroad track. HI—Toot, toot. IV—Sausage. The Elopement. lie clasped her to his breast and ran. Straight to the train—a stirring scene. He was a poor suburban man And she the maid That sat displayed Upon the cover of a magazine. —Harper’s Weekly.