Pittsburg High School - Purple and White Yearbook (Pittsburg, KS)

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as Treasurer. Thus the Junior year ended with much rejoicing. And it came to pass that in the fourth year a great thing happened. The much enduring di- vine class came to be known far and near as Seniors. With fine grace and becoming dignity clothed they themselves in the cloak of responsi- bility and doffed with b-rave and glad hearts the light veil of frivolity and amusement. And be- hold this class looked with much favor upon a certain man of great and pleasing grace, Albert W. Smith, Jr., and he was chosen to fill the much coveted office of President. And another, by name, Lawrence Compton, was chosen to stand by him, and assist him in times of stress. And there was also chosen yet another man to keep a record of all achievements, a Bill Gra- dinger. And it came to pass that a maiden, called Irene Richards, was chosen to look after the much valued monies of the class. And it came to pass that they chose as advisers the much-renowned and well-beloved Miss McPher- son and R. A. York. And lo, this class did send forth aid to P. H. S. in many battles of great moment, and they did contest in Music, Athletics, Debate and Oration. And it came to pass that the class yet a second time presented a drama. And this time it was even that one called The Passing of the Third Floor Back. And the mhiltittudes wondered among themselves saying, Can it be, that we are blessed with seeing this miracle? And again it came about that a king and queen must be, and these Senior peoples being of high heart answering said, Be of good cheer we will provide one. And even as it was spoken so was it. And behold the king was a certain man, rich of friends, one Bunker Bournonville, and the queen was even a maiden called Faye Bartley. And it came to pass that an annual was published, a divine year book, a fitting monument to mark such a scholastic career as that of this worthy class. And so it was even in that year of nineteen hundred and twenty-four was graduated this Senior Class after many hard- ships and many victories. And peace came and abode for a season. TO THE SENIOR SPONSORS, MR. R. A. YORK AND MISS LULA McPHERSON, WE, THE SENIOR CLASS OF NINTEEN HUNDRED TWENTY-FOUR, WISH TO EXPRESS OUR THANKS FOR THEIR INTEREST AND EFFORT IN GUIDING OUR CLASS THROUGH ITS SENIOR YEAR. PAGI THIRTY NINI

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l 'i l '1 lp ,l Chronicles of Class '24 ,i1T-1 iii? And it came to pass that in the year of our Lord, nineteen hundred and twenty, there en- tered into the gracious portals of a certain high school, called P. H. S., a certain body of peoples. These peoples were gathered from afar and near and bore with comely meekness and dignity that somewhat strange and unseemly cognomen FRESHMEN, forced upon them by an ungrateful faculty and a certain fun-loving student body. This group did most readily and graciously re- spond to the advances made by the much revered though unpolitely inquisitive faculty. And it came to pass that with the entrance of these certain peoples into the midst of this peace-lov- ing multitude, peace departed from thence and they knew her not for many seasons. And so it was that for a season these goodly pupils right royally graced that part of P. H. S. de- voted to Freshmen. And it came to pass that in the fulness of time this group of intellectual geniuses came to be known to all and sundry as Sophomores. And there was much rejoicing throughout the land. And still P. H. S. knew not peace for she was still afar off. And it came about that certain people being blessed with faith were chosen to appear for this group on occasions demanding much formality and show of riches. And these were the chosen peoples, a certain man, Lindley Horn, to be President, a comely maiden, Lois Lane, as Vice-President, and yet another man, namely, Andy J. Benelli, as Secretary, and an- other maiden, Nellie Amrein, as Treasurer. And it came about that a challenge was given to those round about saying in this manner: And if any class sell more annuals than another, unto it shall be the honor of a queen. And the Sopho- , PACK THIRTY-EIGHT Lnqore class spake, and answered unto it, saying: Our queen it shall be. And when they had spoken it was even so. Our royal queen, a cer- tain Ruth Margrave, with much queenly grace ascended to the throne and the air was rent with praises and acclamations. And again came a challenge in this manner, spoken thus, Whoso- ever shall in lawful Basket Ball overcome and defeat all others, unto that class shall be awarded a certain cup of solid silver.called a loving cup. And again spake the Sophomore Class as one body and answered, saying, This, also, desire we, therefore, let us to it. And even as it was spoken, so it happened. And it came to pass that the much delighted and most honored fac- ulty caused this class to come to be called even by the title of lofty Juniors. And still was peace afar off in a far country and P. H. S. knew her not for she was a stranger. And it came about also that, after being Jun- iors, they should, in the custom of their fore- fathers, present a drama.. And behold, 'the much delighted multitudes were much astounded by the marvelous production of Daddy Long- Legs. And it came to pass that these same Juniors did give the much lauded Seniors a feast with the much exalted proceeds of the play. And they said, speaking among themselves, Let us make this a feast not to be bettered. And as they spake so it came to pass and the Seniors were much delighted. And it was even in this same year that this group did choose to guide them a certain, much loved man, called by those who knew him, H. Claire Peiffer, as President Also another gifted man called Leo Nall as Vice President. And a fair maiden was chosen, a certain Marjorie Owens, as Secretary. And th' much trusted Clifford Waterman was selectea

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FAGI FORTY Senior Class Poem Look at the Seniors, all smiles and so gay! For haven't you heard they are going away? Yes, we pretend to be happy, and we all try to smile, But deep down in our hears we are dreading each mile. T'will be a long journey as many do know, And there will be sorrow where ever we gog But never-the-less we are ready to start, Though it breaks many friendships when at last we all part. Let us rest then in peace till the time will come When all cares are over and life's work is done. May we never forget our school and our class, While over the road of our life, we all pass. -LILLIAN UHLES. 8 9 8 8 Senior Class Song Dear old Pittsburg High School We're boosting for you, Dear old Pittsburg High School We're happy and true. I'1l tell you students I've found it's true, That there's no school In this wide, wide, world That thrills me like you do. In those halls so stately I'm longing to beg There I spent my childhood Right there with thee. Gee! it's great to live and learn And to you for knowledge turn There is no school finer Than my dear old P. H. S. ' -JACK PAISLEY.