Greenfield High School - Bulletin Yearbook (Greenfield, MO)

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4-'u3-'s'A.u1iPE'- f- PRESHMAN CLASS HISTORY Attention' Sophs, .Tumors and Seniors, and you will be favored with a brief history of the Freshman class I say favored because lt IS a favor and a great one, to hear the eventful life of such a talented class On the 3rd of September, we assembled at the High School bu1ld1ng, and many were the aspirations among us, some of which were teaching, inventing, and even magic We are conscious of our ability to do these things so we were not at all surprised when we saw Charley Curtis teaching Orville Sloan to hop on box cars with out pulling them over Then Alice invented a new k1nd of clause in English, known as the t clause and our magic is wrll illustrated by Arthur Tarr, for 1f he wishes to cross a river, but is wholly without means to accomplish said act lo' he applies his old Algebra rule as taught him by Professor McPherson, viz Tranpose and change sides Our most re nowned inventor, however IS Anna Johnston, who tried to think of something to make her eyes strong Finally she hit upon the plan of not studying Algebra so much, but, poor Anna' she could not have fore seen all the dlreful effects lt had upon the Professor He gave her zero when she came to class with poor lessons, he made her stay in after school, etc , She certainly has the sympathy of her class There is only one trade we lack, that is a Doctor, for if we come to class with poor lessons, the remed1es that the Professor prescribes for us, such as his sooth ing Algebra lotions, or his work early and late pills, fail to cure us Indeed Charles Evans sometimes hes awake all night, and the Professor has pronounced his le case ineurab Our rank rs one were but few in number the 'drst quarter, but we all came within a fraction of 1t, Che that fraction great or smallj Luella, Peail and Willie ranked one the second quarter, and the third quarter Mary Joined the ranks. Our class yell is lively, and widely envied, and you should hear us sing! The Senior song was so far bc- hind ours that they worked up a new one. At our class parties we have some splendid games, and Qof coursej invite the teachers. We have a substantial door-guard, Orville Sloan, so we warn you to not try to annoy us. Our class, as a whole. is the best of its kind, so Miss Bishop says, and we are'quite sure that our famous yells, parties, and our work in general will not be ex- celled, because it was only by dint of hard work and much study and thought. that we produced them. Of course it will be a strong temptation to you to copy them, but you must grit your teeth and refrain from so doing, reflecting that it was a model class who wrote them, and that you are only an inferior. Now, after having read these few sentences, I hope you are fully convinced that ours is a Model Class for the Senior year in 1911. By striving both day and night, you, in your feeble Way, may hope to imitate the Freshman Class of 1907. If a Senior meet a body Going to the High, If a Senior call him Freshie Need a body cry? Ilka Senior's been a Freshie In the days gone by, We 'll smile and say We'l1 soon be Seniors Because we go to High. Poor little Sophies, don't you worrv, You'll be Juniors in a hurry, And you, gentle Junior, needn't ery, You'll be a Senior, by and bye. But lo! behold. the brave Freshmen! Plodding along, day after day, Thcy'll be there some day, alright, B0 it in the day or night. DDE T0 THE FRESHMAN Behold the noble Freshmen' Our lessons we hold dear We study stacks of books, you see With pen behind each ear And rivaled, sir, we ne'er can e, We're famed both far and near always have our Algebra The Prof ne'er lets us shirk, We 've reached and passed equations now, Although we have to work You cannot see? Just ask us how We 'll tell you 1n a Jerk In English, too, we're not behind Although we're not quite through, We 've learned our grammar mind Miss Bishop thinks we 'll do We 've found and read our Caesar In this place ran Cassius' daggert ru Our History, why 1t's Just fine, We planned a trip to Rome, you know To see where Caesar crossed the Rhine But alas' Cnext time we ll surely goj H mine must be a mineral mme' It's the truth, for Mary said so In our famous Latin class We learn the trite declension, Translating, too, we make a pass, Though 'tis hardly worth the mention 'Tis sad our low grades come ' en masse Still we plan our great, Ascension As a class you see, we 're 'head quite far, The poor Sophs, they have the blues They quite dislike to see us star. The Seniors, too, are ,mnny diiferent hues, We'll soon be on the topmost bar, To you 'twill scarce be news. To you W 2 kindly bid good-bye, We .rope to be Sophomores next year. Then Juniors, too, we'll be quite nigh, But last as Seniors-perhaps you'll shed a tear, To see us go. And as you sadly sigh- Oh, dear! their praise is all I hear. -F. M. 'TRESHIVIAN CLASS POEMH Was there ever a class so highly praised, Or a class who more deserved their grades Than the Frcshman Class of 19074 Well known as the studious forty-eleven. As all of you distinctly remember, It was the third of last September That the Freshman Class began its fame, The other classes now hide in shame. The Sophomores, Oh! how ashamed are they Of the time they spent in useless play! The Juniors, too, look very sad. And the Seniors, sir, are just as bad. Now, when this happy year has ended. And our Freshman days are all expended, We shall read from the Prof. 's own pen, That we were faithful to the end. Backward, turn backward, Oh, Soph in your flight, And be a Freshman just fo1' to-night, Sip of our virtues like delicate wine, And then to be a Soph you never will pine.

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'.Q.-al-M 1-.P-Ge ibm W Mf -. f I f f ,:ll' fig V FRESHMAN CLASS OFFICERS -Emma Sanclmeyer. -Anna Johnston. -Lillian Lyngar. -Floyd MeLemore. Poet Inez Webb. FRESHMAN YELLS 1. Ring, tah, boom, Freshmen, Freshmen, Give us room 5 We need it, We 'll have it, You know it, too- Freshmen, Freshmen, Let us through ! 2. Freshman class of nineteen seven, Senior class of nineteen 'leven, Freshmen ! Rah, Rah, Rah! Plass colors-pink, gray. J ,W f.! X 4 7 1 FRESHMAN CLASS MONG- I. Here is a class of boys and girls, The best in all the school, We 'll stand for almost anything, But ever mind the rule. Chorus. And we always are so jolly, 0. so jolly, O, so jolly O, And we always are so jolly, O, wherever we may bc. We dance, we sing, we laugh ha, ha, we laugh ha, ha, We dance, we sing, what a jolly class are weg Tra la la, tra, la la, tra la la, tra la la, - Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la la la la, ha ha ha ha! Yes, here we are again, here we are again, here we are again, ' O yes, here we ar-e again, what a jolly class are we. 2. At eight o'eloek we sally forth, And never stop to loaf, For first we work, and then we play, For truly we do both. Chorus. 3. And all day long we study then, Whene'er we know we must, For often in the evening-time, We sure must go, or bust. Chorus. Mu - L- l ..

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THE CLASS OF 1911. I Top Row.-Jessie Saffeels, Willie Preston, Lane Withers, Lillian Lyngar, Howard Farmer, Orville Sloan, Grant Hughes, Ira Mc- Bride, Walter Hammond. ' . Second Row.-Anna Johnston, Mary Wetzel, Alice, Alice Howard, Ora Collins, Floyd McLemore, Charles Evans, Lloyd Finley, Clifford Pyle. Third Row.-Georgie Wilson, Luella Moore, Emma Sandmeyer, Blanch Payne, Alie Jones, Lnez Webb, Mable Ladd, Florence Mahanay, Nona Brown. - , Bottom Row.wPe:1rl Bishop, Katie Duffy, Fulton Vaughn, Ida Stanley, Arthur Tarr. 1 55, fjl' gi 35 ig. n ' I li? in, ie ,iz gi fi I is v. iii me il iii ff .ti il ll V T l if 12: gi :iv N1 Q A :i in iii li: im li lil 151 :A ily ll 2. gi: lm fi.- lf: l