South High School - Tiger Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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SOUTH HIGH SCHOOL

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work. The serious work that is being done by this society is noticeable in the school, and the school would welcome another such organization. STANDARD DESIGN FOR CLASS PINS The price paid by the two classes of this year for class pins was the occasion of an excellent suggestion from Mr. Jorgens. It is his idea that pins should be of a standard design for all graduating classes. I le suggests that this pin be purchased in large quantities from some local firm, and soli! to the students upon entrance into the Senior class. This is a fine idea, and would be a great financial saving to the classes. We who have just paid over two dollars for a gold pin which, according to Mr. Fisher's most delicate scales, does not weigh over a gram, sincerely hope that some class will cooperate with the principal to bring about this reform. A WORD TO THE SENIORS In conclusion, we say this to the Seniors: it has been our intention that this Tiger should recall only the pleasant side of our high school days; that in the years to come, when you turn to this book for an evening of reminiscences, it shall cause you to say. “Yes, I believe school days are the happiest days.” In this, the Tiger Board sincerely trusts it has carried out its purpose. A WORD TO THE UNDER-CLASSMEN To the under-classmen we say this: to you is entrusted the good name of South I ligh School. It is the wish of the classes of nineteen sixteen that the adoption of some of our suggestions, together with ideas of your own, may help to make South I ligh the best school in our city. Elmer V. I.eacii.

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OLD SOUTH HIGH Marks’ Michelkt 7JT IK veterans revere the faded Hag, be it ever so tattered, bloodstained, and bullet-pierced, because it has led on to victory through the smoke of battles. So the sons anil daughters of Old South High love the old school, be it ever so rambling, furrowed, and weather-beaten; because it has been a vital factor in shaping their lives. Much comment has been made as to its unfavorable appearance, yet to many the old landmark with its tower and turrets has been a dear, familiar sight for nigh a quarter of a century, because it has ever been to them the outward emblem of signal achievements, steady efficiency, lofty ideals, and sturdy character. It might, therefore, be of interest to know something of the progressive strength and growth of this institution that we now honor. In the attic of the old historic Adams, in September 1885, I)r. C. M. Jordan planted the little acorn which grew up, flourished, and spread its branches manifold. We were a handful of boys and girls in that first class and daily tor three years did we climb the old, winding, wooden stairway which led us to our four class-rooms up under the eaves. Miss Craven, Miss Kerr, and Miss Watts, together with Dr. Jordan, the principal of the school, constituted the first South I Iigh faculty. Simplicity and frugality marked the meager facilities of our school life. The girls had calico or gingham pinafores and wore their hair in pig-tails down their backs; the boys had brass-capped boots and wore the then popular pompadour. The relation of teacher to pupil was closer and stronger than is possible in the big city high school of today. We had a literary society with the grand name ALitlit’liciin, and the members each wore hand-embroidered silk badges of terra cotta red and peacock blue. The meetings were held in the homes of the community and the members took turns in entertaining. Then came a day in the fourth year of our high school career when we had to leave our attic home, and, although we were going to a more pretentious building (the present Old Central), in a more pretentious part of the city, we did it much grieved at heart, being still loyal to Old South I Iigh. We were not received with open arms, coming as we did from South Town, but we seemed to make our way. I rom the OKI Grand Opera House, then on Sixth Street, we passed out into the world with our sheepskins. Years went by and still the youth of South I own patronized the “Attic” High School. Fortunate, indeed, for the South District that at this time it could boast of such public-spirited men as l rof. Sven )ftcdal, I Ion. Lars Swenson, and Rev. M. balk Gjcrtsen. It was through their indefatigable efforts that South Minneapolis was able to get a high school 11.11