Atlanta High School - Atalanta Yearbook (Atlanta, IL)

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ATALANTA lllllllltllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllltllllllllllllllllllllllllill FRESHMEN Top row—E. Bristow, Rogers, Warrick, Pruitt, Phillips, Gardner, Groves. Second row—Kindred, F. Hoblit, Fulk, Tuttle, Foote, A. Miller, Glick. Third row — J. Miller, R. Miller, Reinmiller, E. Hoblit, McKnight, Riley, A. Bristow. Bottom row—Williams, Mountjoy, Amberg, Graham, Foley, Ludlam, Carlock. FRESHMAN HISTORY On the first day of school, thirty green Freshmen, most of them graduates from the Atlanta Junior High, stood around in little groups discussing the subjects, and wondering which ones were the easiest. After the first few days they found out which classes to go to. where the dictionaries were kept, and many other useful things. Some way, they found that they had to elect officers, so they called a meeting and chose Miss Bayless for Class Advisor; Julia Reinmiller, President; Andy McKnight, Vice President; and Roy Foote, Secretary-Treasurer. The whole High School was invited to attend the Freshman party, on Nov. 2, 1928. They say they enjoyed it, but you can’t tell about these “upper class-men.” The Freshmen are determined to succeed in leaving their names imprinted forever on the A. C. H. S. furniture. So far, they have succeeded. D. T.. ’32. A.C.H.S. miniimiiaiiiiiiiMiiiniiHiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiHiHiiiiiiiiiiiMiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiiii jiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiHiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin 19 2 9

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Illllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllillllllllllllllllllllllllllllll ATALANTA lllllllllllllllllllllllllillllllllllllllllllllM HELTER-SKELTER VERSE mary McKinnon (Winner of English Contest) Dear school ’tis of thee Rest school in this country “Den I wish I was in Latin Hooray! Hooray! Of thee I sing; School where my fathers tried School of Pilgrims’ pride To good old A. H. S. let us sing. Hooray! Hooray! Away down deep in Cassar,- In Latin class I’ll take my stand. To flunk or pass in Latin. I stray ! I stray! Away down deep in Latin. “Will you listen to this lecture?” said the teacher To the class, “ ’Tis a lecture you should hear—every lad and lass. The way into the honor roll is up a winding stair— Many are the lessons hard which lead up there. Now lads and lasses pray do remember That semesters are but five months from September. And I heard the other day From a student who always makes an A, That she had an ode just written. So I, when she to class had gone, Did steal from her desk this song, And thus does this ode on its way trip along: And thus I heard a boy retort to his companion and escort: “Love to chawnk peppermints an’ go a swimmin’ in the 'ake Rut I hate to take the old exams for they give me a head ache. So just ’fore semesters I’m as good as I kin be.” ’Twas the night before quiz and all thru the house. Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. Everywhere, everywhere studies tonight — Studies in homes of both yours and mine. Studies in homes of the joyous and kind. Studies where small brothers often do fight, Studies where all are cheerful and bright Everywhere, everywhere studies tonight. Breathes there a stude with soul so dead Oh happy sons of A. II. S. Who never to himself hath said This is my own, my best exam, As home his footsteps he hath turned — When you these verses read, About our life at school, Will you not then think me a fool? Sing the strain once again The tale of the wonderful Basketball game, To which we owe our fame; Now sing until the echoes thrill Vale and hill; ringing still In telling the story of victories Bold That never shall grow old. - 24 . A.C.H.S. ........................................................... IIIIIHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIUIIIIIIHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII...................................... 19 2 9