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History of Class of ’17 Clie.tlop Brown, Class Editor When I l« k bacs upon those memorable eight years of our life which it has taken to complete the course in the grades, there is tome timesa pang of regret mingltd with those memories resurtcUd from the past; perhaps for a slighting word we have said to a play mate or to our teacher; and perhaps for the good times we have had which never can be recall d, except in memory. Bit no matter how much we regret things that happened in those days, they ne’er shall, return to us, for long since have they passed into history. One chief characteristic of our class and, perhaps of other classes also, was “telling teacher everything.” No matter how small the crime, if crime it be, teacher would surely know as soon as it was committed. I remember an incident that happened in the Second Grad , wrhen we fir t began to write in our copybooks. The word “cat ” was to be written as many times on the page as there were lines; and one little fellow after writing ••cat,” once inquired what he should write on the next line. All thru our school life we were taught to honor and respect Mr. Kinnison. But after we became acquainted with the best superintendent ever, we did not have to be taught to love him for he made us do so whether we wished to or not. His visits were always 1 x ked forward to, for then we knew we’d have a jolly, good time. In the third, fourth, and fifth grades the girls started the fad of bringing lunches to eat at recess. During these days we played hide and seek, tag. etc., both boys and girls; for in those days it was not as it is now; if a girl glances ata boy, she’s “dead struck on him.” Then while in the seventh and eighth grades, they divided the play ground, giving half to the hoys and half to the girls. This plan did not work very well for eilher by accident or purposely, did we tread on each other's ground; and then, what happened! Well, a little more or less than a thousand words loomed up before us and that meant mid- night oil, no recess and, worst of all, no grades until th.se were written. ”lhe dreaded strap” was used in cases of emergency, ar.d when we’d see it coming our way, we’d grit our teeth and “grin and bear it.” It sometimes mysteriously disappeared but somehow it always came hack. Where it went or where it came from the teacher hardly knew. I wonder if any of her pupils knew? It was not unusual for us to hate a teacher one minute and idolize her the next; for we were as changeable as she, and I suspect we are somewhat the same w;«y in our High School affairs. While in the seventh grade a cantata, “The Flower Queen” was given by the sixth, seventh, and eighth grades. But the on great event in our grade career was Commence nent! How we dreaded that fateful night and yet with all our dread we were glad when it had coma and gone for then, We were “High School” students. We became very tired practising for commencement and sjmetimes wouldn’t go to practice. 1 well remember when some had promised th» teacher faithfully that they woild goto the rink to practice and afterward had gone back oi their word and played “hookey.” And when they were called to account for it, before the whole class, someone spoke up and said “That is a penite itiary offense, isn’t it? Doing something under false pretense!” They received worse punishment than going to the pen; they had to stay after school every night and write words for a few weeks. And thus was punishment meted out to us in our younger days. Sometimes, I think, many of us would have acted differently if it were to doover again. But the deeds are done and now when we look back upon the past, the good times loom up before us, brightening our view and blotting out some of the bad things. (High School History Continued on Page ,$) PAGE TWENTY-EIGHT
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HAZEL BAKER A smile is wordi h hundred groans. GRACE HOOD- ‘Hoodie’’ Not to know love, is not to live. ' LINN IK LAIRD Nothing can bo gained without ambition. (Photograph not submitted) ARTHUR PIERCE—“Art” He is all fault, who hath no fault at all. (PHOTOGKAI'11 NOT SUBMITTED) HARRY HAWKS—“Kaiser” I know no such thin as genius; It is nothing but labor and diligence.
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