Grand Junction High School - Tiger Yearbook (Grand Junction, CO)

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BURTON E. COLES Pete A. I am a devil in my own home town. P. Week in week out from morn till night you can hear his bellows blow. Burton Coles — laughing Pete Careful and gay — not often too meek, Last year he was a pirate bold Captured by Mildred W.t 1 am told. ANNA DU CRAY Duke A. I can drive my Ford better than any fellow. P. She knows what she is about. Anna DuCray — Duke'S daughter Who never does just what she “orter” She’s always ready with a smile And blushes, too. once in a while. make any difference? No. we went out just the same, lb died last night from exposure, and my two babies died only to-night, just after you drove off. “The woman beckoned me to follow, and I did. She guided me up the stairs of one of my tenement houses, opened a door, and led me in. • The sight I saw would have made any one of you boys cry out with horror. In one corner were a few old rags thrown on the floor, and a woman lying on them. She, so my companion told me, had been there for over a week, with no medical attention whatever. This woman turned her ghastly face towards mine, and pointing toward me with a shaking hand, she said, ‘This, this,’ meaning the condition of herself and children, ‘all because of you. If there can ever be a hell for you I hope it will be in a tenement house, and that you will be in just the same condition as v e are in.’ “I turned my face from her, and looking about. I saw, on the dirty floor, four children who were crying for something to eat. My companion told me that the father was out looking for work, and just then he came in. He looked at his wife and tears gathered in his eyes Then he looked at me. and in that look I saw all the hate of hell glaring me in the face. He turned and pulled from his pocket some old bread and a small piece of cold meat, which he had found in the garbage can behind a cafe. The children devoured it eagerly, and cried for more. Then he took from his pocket a small bottle of milk, and gave it to his wife, but she was too weak even to take it. “1 felt a slight touch on my arm and turning, my companion beckoned me to come near her. This I did. ‘They go out in the morning,’ she said, ‘because they can’t pay the rent. They have been tenants of yours for two years, but the rent has risen so high that the man can’t pay it.’ “With this she led me out in the hall and closed the door. “As I started down the stairs, I heard noises behind me—a woman crying and a man pleading with someone. I turned around, and saw my agent with a policeman forcing a man. a woman and their three little half-starved children down the hall. I looked from them to my companion. She had that same ghastly grin on her face. I said. Are they going out too?’ “ Yes.’ she said, ‘all because they can’t pay the enormous rent you ask. Going out to starve and freeze.’ “The policeman gave the man a push towards the stair-way on which I was standing. The man stumbled and with a wild cry, made a grab for me, hoping to save himself. “Just as he seized me he fell down the stairs dragging me with him. This awakened me. and I started up. I was trembling like a leaf, and. as I have said, in a cold sweat. I realized then that all this was but a dream, and went back to bed vowing that if 1 lived until morning. I would take a trip through all of my tenement houses and help those who needed help. 1 also resolved to cut my price of rent in half. • “When morning came 1 did that thing which I had vowed to do, and ever since, I have felt like a new man with the exception of the times when 1 think of what I could have done long before I had that terrible dream.” “So that was the dream that changed your life?” 1 said. Mr. X. did not reply. He arose, opened the window, and looked out. It had stopped raining, the moon was shining, and a cool breeze was blowing from the south west. “Fine night to sic p. boys, he said. “And 1 am going to take advantage of it.” When he had gone, Stewart turned around and said. “Well I’ll be darned.” With this the bunch broke up and we all went home, feeling that we had learned a lesson worth remembring. EDITOR’S NOTE: We would like to mention Russel Paige as having turned in a story of great merit and it was only after much consideration, by the teachers, that I tie above won over Russell’s story. Wednesday afternoon. May 5. Professor Motion of Colorado College gave us a very interesting talk on completing education for rendering service. For eleven years Prof. Molten has been on the faculty of Colorado College and is now leaving that work for a broader field of service. He is going east to enter a Rotary club office in Chicago. Many students in Colorado College from G. .1. H. S. have come in touch with Prof. Molten and he has endeared himself to all. MARTHA PHILLIPS Mattie A. What men ■dare, I dare. P. “When you’re in Rome do as the Romans do,” but don’t try to out-do the natives. Mattie Phillips—a lassie that’s fair Has gray eyes, and brown curly hair Her only fault lies in one sad passion For having good time and being in fashion. SIDNEY WAGLER Waggle A. Trains don’t interest me. 1 . He started out all right but he had to jump out and pick up the pieces. Sidney Wagler—a fusser it seeips Whop a girl appears— Sidney beams He has made good his High School career His success is assured, whether there or here.

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 L ] [ T E R A R Y (By Virginia Callahan —■ ROSE HUNNELL Rosie A. Pm going to be a teacher bye and bye. p. A modes blush she wears not found by art. Rose Hunnel—very bright You treat tier well and she’ll treat you right But if ever you should cross her way. She sure will make you rue the day. A Dream That Wrought a Miracle (Bv Burnett Dillon) Some people do not believe much in dreams, but there is one man whose whole life was changed by a dream. The story 1 am about to relate, happened to a Mr. X.. a prominent tenement owner in New York City. It was on the night of August eleventh. I came home from the office rather late and I was dog tired. A drizzling rain had set in, and not feeling very hungry, and not thinking myself to be an offspring of the duck family. I ordered a light lunch brought up to me. I had just finished it. and was preparing to enjoy a quiet smoke, when the phone rang. I got up and made a dash for it, hoping to reach it before central could ring again 1 took down the receiver and heard a voice say: “Hello Dick, that you?” “The same,” I replied. “Well. Dick, for Heaven’s sake come down to the club, and help us start something. That old ‘stone in the face Williams has thrown one of his fits and now the bunch won’t say a word.” All right,” I replied, “be right down.” When 1 reached tin club it was ten-thirty and the bunch looked like an advance agent for a funeral. “What’s the matter. Ed?” I said. He looked up. shrugged his shoulders, and settled back seemingly into deep I bought, .lust then Stewart, the fellow who had phoned me, came over. “Dick.” lie said, “for Lord’s sake play something” “All right.” I said and started. 1 hit up a few good numbers and one by one the fellows drifted over and started humming the tunes 1 played until I was tired then we went over and took seats in the big leather chairs. We all tried to start a conversation but failed. JAINITA VINTON Jerry A. I’m smart but I can’t figure dates. P. Her ways are ways of pleasantness and all her paths are peace. Jaunita Vinton- the truest or all We'll stand by her until we fall She has her share of fun galore And numbers her suitors by the score. All at once Ed said, “Gosh, but I had some dream last night.” Well anything was better than this sullen atmosphere, so we said. “Let’s hear it.” Poor Ed made a brave attempt, but failed utterly. Then Mr. X. who. up to this time had been silent, said: “Boys, pardon my intrusion, but speaking of dreams. I once had a dream that influenced my whole life.” We became interested at once, because Mr. X.. up to this time had never mixed with our bunch, and we often wondered what made him so quiet and melancholy. Well.” said Ed, and Mr. X. began: It was on the eleventh of December, last, and just such a gloomy night as this, only bitter cold. I had been over at the club, and not finding anything to do, I decided to go home to bed. 1 have always been pretty well fixed, and there is one thing that 1 have never done, it is to worry about anybody aside from myslf. But this night as I was on the way to my apartment, something went wrong with the car. and upon looking out through the window and thinking how I should hale to be out in the cold. 1 saw a woman and two children huddled up against the side of a building. The woman had just started towards me with her hands extended, when the driver resumed his seat and moved off. Well sir. that woman’s face haunted me like a ghost Try as 1 would. I could nol get it out of my mind. By the time 1 reached home. I had determined to go back and find her a place to stay Then I realized how hopeless it would be to attempt to find her in such a storm. I went to bed still thinking about her. Pretty soon I dropped asleep, and when I awoke. I was in a cold sweat. It was only halt after two. but it seemed that I had been sleeping for a week. I dreamed Ilia! that woman whom I had seen on the street, came to my apartment, and gol me out of bed and led me to where her children were. Both of them were dead. They had died of cold and hunger. She pointed a long claw-like finger at me and said. And 4»u could have saved them: but. no. it was your orders to have us put out when we could not pay the rent you asked. My husband was sick a! the time and could nol work. But did that LETA SHIPPEE Sally A. Many a genius was slow of growth. P. There is none like her, none. Leta Shippee — modest and prim But still she has a lot of vim Of all our artists, she’ll be the best nd firmly withstand every lest. MELVIN lit'FP Shorty A. 1 find no pleasure like the pain of being loved and loving.” P. A promising candidate for the Married Men’s Club. Melvin Huff—the whistling lad llis whistling’s good, but his tune is bad lie go» s to Woods to spend his time And there tie stays I’ll bet a dime.

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EARL RUDEEN Rudie. A. Do you want a problem? Which is belter, to love or to be loved? P. God bless the man who invented sleep, so Sancio Panza said, and so says he. Earl Rudeen—a Clifton hayseed. Who twenty-four hours of sleep does need This handsome lad of qualities fine Will prosper along the farming line. LUCILE NICHOLS Nick A. All my hope is in myself. P. A mother's pride, a father’s joy. Lucile Nichols — a blue eyed dolly Single life is to her a folly Nevertheless a jim dandy irirl She sure looks sweet when her hair is curled. The West (By George Noe) There’s nothing we lack, with a little log shack, A few head of cattle, a horse, and a dog. There’s nothing could force me and Jim to go back To the old eastern farm we remember so well, To the dear little farm where we both used to dwell. In the big open west, in the land that is best, Mid the sagebrush, the cactus, the mountains, and streams We’re as healthy and fearless as knights on a quest in this big open place, the land of our dreams. Where the sky is all blue and the sun always beams. Each morning we rise beneath the blue skies We tend to the stock, and get our own grub. And then with a smile that ne’er weakens or dies. We start to our tasks with a heart that’s crammed full Of the pure joy of living which to some is so dull. In the round-up of spring, what Joy it does bring. There’s labor, and sweating, and riding galore. But when it’s all done, with our good branding ring. We brand all our calves with the Circle-Bar-B: Then we view them with pride—Mis a good sight to see. There is a cure and I know it is sure. For the grouchy, the listless, and those who are ill. In the big open west where the air is so pure. In God’s big brown lands, in a little log shack. If you only could see them, you would never go back. S 0 C 1 E T Y — (By Talitha Monoghan) The Commencement exercises will be held at the Armory on Thursday evening, June 3. PROGRAM Invocation .................................. Rev. William Mast Music Salutatory. “The Golden Rule” .......... T. Bernhard Woolverton Valedictory “Individual and the Path to Peace John C. Cottrell Music Address Music Presentation of Diplomas......................... D. B. Wright Music Benediction B ACC A LA I 'REATE SERMON The Baccalaureate sermon will be held at the Baptist Church on Sunday evening. May 30. Rev. Joseph N. Barnett of St. Matthew’s Episcopal Church will deliver Nie sermon. JI NIOR-S ENI OR BA NQI ET The Junior-Senior Banquet will be given at the Margery Hall on Friday evening, June i. PROGRAM Toast to the Seniors................................. Lloyd Harvey Response ................................ T. Bernhard Woolverton Toast to the Boys ................................... Grace Glasco Toast to the Girls................................Wallace Mjast Toast to the Faculty................................. Roger Knight Response ....................................... Miss Eva Brooks Prophecy ..................................................... Wilma Shaw Piano Solo ....................................... Margaret Ryan Reading ........................................ Beth Derryberry Solo .................................................Betty Meserve Mandolin Quintette Pearl Ridley. Grace Glasco. Beth Derry- berry. Isabella Moulton, Lucile Jones. Catherine Benge. Pianist. Reading ........................................ Virginia Callahan Solo ................................................. Bert D:llon Boys Quartette ....... Ru. Williamson. Bert Dillon, Roger Knight. Charles Major. Wallace Mast, Pianist. Solo ................................................ Helen Birdsall ALTA BAKER Leota A. Measures , not men have always been my mark. P. The tasks of everyday she meets in a quiet, gentle way. Alta Baker—a good student , Who thinks a business education prudent “Of softest manner, unaffected mind. Lover of peace and friend of human kind. RCSSELL ALLEN PAIGE Farmer A. What’s the use of fus-• sing when there are so many other things to do? P. He can ask more questions that we teachers can answer. Russel Paige—as an athlete he’s sure complete From the top of his head »» .. soles of his feet. In Studies too. he’s surely fine But fussing girl’s, not In his line.