Attica High School - Crimson Yearbook (Attica, IN)

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THE CRINISON Junior History. HERBERT FOSTER, President. GLADYS MARTlN, Historian ln the tall ol the year '04 a group ol twenty-tive boys and girls entered the High School as Freshmen. How exalted we lelt as we looked at the Eighth-graders in the seats on our right, yet too we lelt rather diminutive our- selves as we gazed about and saw the Juniors and Seniors. How lar away that double row ol seats, sacred to the Seniors did look! Would we ever reach it? But we soon lound consolation lrom such ruetul thought in the joyous occupation ot inscribing our namesin every book with A. H. S. '08 attached. Near the middle oi the term we donated curtains to the assemhly room which are to this day- classed among the artistic decorations ol that room. At the end oi our Freshman year came the first parting ot the ways. A lew remained while some lelt school entirely, consequently the following year when we assembled we found our ranks somewhat thinned. There was not much done by the class as a whole during this year but we all settled down to work, determined to win out. We began to see during the Junior year that some of our number were budding geniuses with great futures belore them. L. S. we saw was amathe- matician without rival lin the classy while C. F. was the Latin shark. Then too we could loretell in J. C. a luture historian while A. T. thought English work was lovely. The Junior year may well be called the climax ot our H. S. course lor we have neither the giddiness oi the Freshmen and Sophs or the dignity Q7 ot the Seniors. During this year we became very literary. We commenced the subject ol debating under our English teacher. It was at this time that we won a victory over the Seniors on immigration while they put a feath- er in their caps on the Telegraph vs. Telephone. A little while belore the Christmas holidays we decided to edit a paper.

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t , TIEIE CRINISON greatest inventor ol air ships ol his day and age. ' l was heginning to wonder where the rest ol my class mates were, when with a sudden tlash Addie Foster appeared. She was a good old school mam a teacher in Ye deestrict schulef' The glass next revealed to me Katie Lemper. The prophet explained to me her scholarly air, by saying that shewas studying in Germany, pre- paring hersell lor a teacher in the Greater Attica High School. lwondered then where Dulcie Allen was. At once she appeared, her arms ladened with volumes, one ot them tell and as it iluttered open l heheld her name on the title page, the author oi many great historical novels. She passed lrom view and a thin haze again came over the glass, hut it parted. See, said the sage, one other ot your class mates, Robert Col- vin. Surrounded by riches oi all kinds---his summer and winter homes, his servants, automohiles and every luxury one could ask tor: true millionaire in every sense ol the word. He passed out ot my sight. The mist closed again. Eagerlyl strained my eyes hoping to see my own lorm reflected in the mirroris depths. lmploringly I looked at the prophet. Were there indeed limits to a magicians power? tHe' moved his hand as it to clear away the mist that was steadily hecoming more dense. And l leaned lorward in one last tense moment ol expectation. Slowly a taint lorm appeared, then with the intentness ot my desire, the mirror suddenly broke and l was awake in my own room staring into theldarlmess. Goldie C. Reece. t t i

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THE CRIMSON Atter a great deal otdeliheration it was named alter its illustrious predecessor, The Idler . We are now nearing the close ol our Junior year but we know that many good times are yet in store lor us this year. What the luture holds lor us we cannot tell, we do not know what will be disclosed to us when the veil is removed from before our eye, swhether happiness or sorrow be our lot, -G. E. M. '08 Heres to the Juniors ol A. H. S. With hearts so earnest and true. May the year thatis before them With more knowledge store And something ol happiness too.-C. E. F. '08