Alliance High School - Bulldog Yearbook (Alliance, NE)

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 FRESHMEN CLASS. Top Row—Baker, M. Reeves, Campbell, A. Harris, Wright. Second Row—Smith. Martin, Hawes, Rolley, Simson, Trabert, Wilson (Sponsor). Third Row—Bowers, Martin, R. Edwards (President), Woods. Carr, L. Butler. Brennan. E. Curtis. G. Joder. Fourth Row—Fuller, Schill, Zediker, Dunbar, Moxon, Laurence, Garrett, Dann, Lore, Gavin. Fifth Row—Lewis, Miller, H. Lotspeich, Schott, Lunn, Macey, Gilman, Donovan, Brennaman. c V

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jiiiiiiiiiiii[]iiiiiiiiiiiiC3iiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiitc]iiimtiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiic | FRESHMEN NOTE (Ruth Hawes) President...................................Ray Edwards Vice-President ..................................William Lunn Secretary and Treasurer ............................Glen Joder Athletic Representative ...................Milo Brenamen Spud Reporter ...............................Ruth Hawes Sponsor ..............................Miss Mary Wilson The Freshmen Class of 1917 has contributed much to the success of all activities. We have been represented in nearly all of the affairs of the high school and we feel proud of every member of our class. Our only hopes are for the building up of our class, both in number and in spirit, if it could be possible for spirit to increase. However, we are very confident that we will head the list in a very short time. A short program was given by several members of the class. This consisted of readings and piano solos, and proved a great success. However, several numbers were omitted, as others who were to take part, were absent. Mr. S. in English—“Was Ichabod Crane a wealthy man? H. G.—“No, he wasn’t.” Mr. S.—“Please quote your proof. H. G.—“He was a school teacher.” Freshman—“What turns silverware black?” Senior—“Why old age. of course.” Freshman—“Got a minute to spare?” Sophmore—“Sure, I have.” Freshman—“Tell me all you know.” TO A FRESHMAN. A Freshman there was, and he made a vow, Even as many do, That he wouldn’t work; He’d just shirk, shirk, shirk. His High School career through. In Algebra class, he lets questions pass, Too lazy to raise his hand. His course the reverse, quite short and terse, “I cannot understand.” 25