Atwood Hammond High School - Post Yearbook (Atwood, IL)

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fair to become one of the foremost lawyers of the country in a few years. Casper Smith also began his school flays under the instructions of Miss Lydia Biggs in the Primary room of the Atwood public school, and, from the same school where he began, he will take his departure. We have always tried to set a good example for the lower classmen, and we hope that it is worthy of being followed. We wish the following classes the happiness and success which we have had. Now and again, for the last time we bid farewell to you, dear Alma Mater. Adieu. PATRONS’ NIGHT. Mii.drbd Riggs, ’12. On the night of December Hi, 1910, the school building was for a second time lighted, for this was the annual Patrons’ Night. The teachers had the work which the various pupils had done through the year attractively displayed about their rooms and after a leisurely inspection of this, the parents gathered in the High School assembly room, where a short program was given. Professor Hayes of the University of Illinois, who delivered the address to the Seniors last commencement, was the speaker of the evening, lie talked of books and of their value to education. The Glee Club of the High School rendered several selections. After this, refreshments, which the School Board was kind enough to furnish, consisting of neapolitan ice cream, wafers and macaroons, were served. The object of these annual Patrons’ Nights is to bring the parents into closer touch with the teachers of the school so that they can see better what their children are accomplishing. They are always well attended and the teachers only, wished there was more room, so that more could be accommodated. THREE DAYS. There were five boys. The day was dark and gloomy, so gloomy in fact that the dullness of the weather had a dampening influence upon the spitdi of all. But how did we get into the school house? Who knows? Well, any way, we were inside, but we were also outside (in a short time), also outside—in a short time. But after the storm all was sunshine. We had, as a boy would say, more fun than you could shake a stick at. We played forty-two (how wo learned is a mystery worthy of invesi i-gation by Sherlock Holmes himself), but just the same we played. Snips and Dutch played checkers and give away. Snips got one king in checkers, and nine in give away. The odd man, for there were five of us, if you remember, studied ( ?) while the rest played. There must be an end, so we are told, to all things. So on the third and last day of our story, the scene changes again to the school room. But why so much excitement ? Fritz is delivering a speech, equal, if not exceeding, the eloquence of the Philippics or those of tiie Lorimer ease. Other speeches of comparative eloquence were delivered. The applause was terrific.

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Class History. Casper Smith, ’ll. As we, the Seniors of nineteen ’leven, are departing from our dear Alma Mater, we wish to announce to the public some few events of our past history. Our class is the largest since the four years course has been instituted, and has always been high in records, both mentally and physically. Fern Masterson, our only girl and class president, Fred A. Romine, and Emil Carroll began their school caret r at the little country school house of Meeker. Fern studied industriously, learned rapidly, and became the pride of her teacher, who predicted a great future for Fern, anti we have proof that the teacher was not mistaken. In the spring of nineteen eight, Fern, thinking she could not get enough knowledge at the country school, came to Atwood, where, as her teacher foresaw, she has been a star pupil. Fred and Emil did not care so much for books as Fern, though they were never behind in lessons. They were more interested in sports, and were great rivals. In swiftness, Fred was generally winner, but in feats of strength Emil was ahead. Little did these two dream in their early days that they would ever compete on the Atwood High School Track Team. Both, however, made the team of nineteen ten, and any school could be proud to claim such young giaols of muscularity and wisdom. And then there is Perrv Rogers— Perry, the weight man; Perry, who has won bv his everlasting stick-to-itiveness, when his name is mentioned, everybody immediately associates it with a hammer, shot, discus and Latin text book. Perry started his career under the directions of a Hoosier school master, but this did not last long, for his parents moved to Atwood, where the race began for what he has now won. He spent a year or two at Garrett, but returned to Atwood to attend High School. It is needless to say that any one can be envious of that learned brow. One morning, early in September, nineteen eleven, we saw a young giant coming up the street, who, by his pleasant smile, immediately gained the favor of everybody. Who do you suppose this was? Why, it was Augustus South, a very remarkable young man for his wit, industry and strength. We came to know that (Jus had started to school in Hammond one bright autumn morning when he was six years of age. In the spring of nineteen ten, Augustus completed the course at Hammond, and, in the following autumn, came to Atwood to put the finishing touches to his education. Guy Collins, our “Virgil shark’’ from Garrett, started his career in that place, in liis early days, Guy showed a great fondness for all foreign words, especially Latin. At Garrett he studied First Year Latin and Caesar and his only regret was that lie could not study Cicero. On the opening day of school for the term 1910 and ’11, we saw Guy coming up the street with a copy of Virgil under his arm. and every day since we have seen him plugging away at 11 is same book. Tom Terri 1, who has been with the class from beginning to end, started his career under the tutelage of Miss Lydia Biggs in the Primary room of the Atwopd public school. In his early days 'Pom showed a marked ability for speaking pieces and the like. His fond parents predicted a brilliant life fi i- him as a lawyer. Tom has practiced oratory in the Atwood High School, for which insli tution he won second place in nineteen ten al the Monticello Oratorical contest. From all apearanoes, Tom bids

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Winning His “M.” Kenneth Wilson, ’14. Jimmie Brown stepped off the train and started towards St. Mary’s campus. He was full of jov because after two years of hard work he had at last become St. Mary’s star quarter miler. As he entered the athletic field he was rather disappointed that he was not given a better greeting. The other boys passed him hurriedly or talked excitedly in small groups. Upon asking what was the cause of the excitement he was told that Black, one of the best quarter milers. in the slate, had entered St. Mary’s. At this Brown’s hopes for winning his “M” were shattered, he would again have to be second best. As the term progressed both boys practiced faithfully, hut before many trial races had been performed Brown saw that lie was badly beaten. The first meet in which St. Mary was going to take part was with her old rival, St. John’s. A week before the meet trial races were to he run to see who would make the track team. To Brown this was a more important race than the one in the meet would be. There were five other boys trying for the quarter mile, but Brown and Black were the principal ones. From the start Black led the field and was never passed. This was one of the greatest disappointments in Brown’s life. Although he had won much glory in other sports, he wished that some day lie might say to his friends, “I was a St. Mary’s track man.” Just as he was on the point of gaining this honor, Black had appeared and defeated his plans. The next day the team was given a rousing send-off by the school and loaded on a train for St. Johns. Brown went only as a spectator. When the team arrived at the college they were well received and spent the rest of the day with their opponents. At one o’clock the next day the track meet began. The meet was very closely contested by both schools and when the runners for the last race, the quarter mile, were called out, both teams had the same number of points. This event would decide the meet. The runners jogged slowly up and down the track impatiently waiting for the race. Suddenly two runners collided and St. Mary’s team saw their best runner being carried out with a broken arm. The coach at once found Brown in the crowd and told him to get out on the track as quickly as possible. Then he hurriedly gave him a few last instructions and the track was cleared. At the bang of the gun Brown sprang into the lead. Close behind him were the other two runners, but as the race went on they dropped behind and at the finish Brown led by ten yards. At last Brown could say, ”1 was a St. Mary’s track man.”