Barron High School - Bear On High Yearbook (Barron, WI)

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Senior Class History FORTY-THREE Freshmen entered the portals of B. H. S. .in the Fall of 1916, in exactly the same manner that all Fresh- men have entered since time and high schools began. Scared? Of course. Oh, how we envied the haughty demeanor, and the feeling of at homeness of the Seniors, Juniors,-and worst .of all, those Sophomores. That first morning, Mr. Fulton introduced a new bunch of teachers to us-Mr. Lightfoot, Miss Bechtel, Miss Connell, and Miss Meachem-and we wondered if they felt any of the fears that lurked in our own hearts. That selfsame day we were told to bring to class the next morning a theme entitled, My Feelings on the First Day of High School, and many were the feelings expressed. I have no doubt but that these same eloquent selections Cwhich so vividly ex- pressed these feelingsj will be set down in history as some of the greatest literary productions the world has ever known-as we were the most brilliant class of Freshmen Barron has ever seen before or sincef ?J. Under Mr. ,Lightfoot's tutelage we formed a Freshman Lit- erary Society which was the envy of the rest of the High School. You see, they were so jealous of our merits, that they would not let us belong to their societies for fear of out'coloring them. We were also ably represented by verdant stars, that year, on both of the basket ball teams, namely, Harry Burnham, Ora Coe, Gladys Patrick, and Blanche Roney. To cap the climax of that year, we had a camping trip to Poskin Lake, the' last of May, which will never be forgotten by us-or the inhabitants of Poskin, who witnessed for heardl the night shirt parade and other memorable events. Most of us returned in the fall of 1917 as full fledged Sopho- mores, and forgot that the time had ever existed, when we were otherwise tmuch to the dismay of that year's class of Froshj. Our second year passed quite uneventfully fdue, perhaps, to the strenuous attention,C?J to our studies, and before we knew it, we were Juniors. Now we were getting along in the world, and could watch with indiierent eyes, the petty squabbles between Sophomores and Freshies. That fall we gave the Senior class a theater party, and they returned the favor later on, with a sleigh-ride to Rice Lake, to witness a basket ball game. Of course Rice Lake games are ex- citing things, and I do not know whether it was this that made such a strong impression on one of the drivers of the teams, or not. At any rate that is the only way I can account for his

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QLWAJ MABEL SEVERSON , We love her for her Smile and gen- tle voice. KELLEY SIMONSON Oh! don't you reumemher Sweet Alive, Ben Bolt? MAGNE SOLIE The idol of the teachers, but :V he's lu an. . S gffff PEARL TIMBLIN You can tell .when Pearl is :wound by those giggles of hers.

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slightlyC?J bibulous appearance when the time came to go home. Interchanging of festivities ceased, after the sleighride, until the second of May, 1919, when the Junior-Senior banquet and prom occurred. Upon this momentous occasion, the upper hall was decorated with our class colors, pink and white,-'while the assembly room was prettily disguised with the 'colors of the Class 'of '19-blue and gold. A four course dinner was served, and the Seniors and Faculty were presented with the Senior class flower, the yellow rose. 1 After the sumptuous repast had been dispensed with Cdon't you admire my vocabulary?J, toasts were given to the Seniors, the Faculty, and the Juniors. Then Anne Schultz read the Senior class prophecy, which predicted brilliant futures for all, and Ber- nice Berg gave the last will and testament of the Seniors, in which Bone , freckles, and bow legs mingled promiscuously. After this the company adjourned to the ball room-alias the well known assembly-where, after a. short program by Miss Blanche Hulbert, Miss Stephens, Harold Finnemore, and Ruth Gordon, dancing was enjoyed for the remainder of the evening. At commencement time, we assumed the arduous .duties that are usually expected of servile Juniors. Our repertoire included such trivial matters as subjecting ourselves to slaughter house odors, stingy nettles, mucky swamps, and wire fences, all in order that the Seniors might have hall decorations. Other favors that followed 'in short order, were, ushering at the Baccalaureate Ser- mon, Class Play, and Commencement Exercises. Then our Junior year, was over, and when we came back in the fall it was, for the last time flet us hopej, as-Seniors I ll Our number has decreased from forty-three to nineteen. But we are still as happy a bunch as ever. We received our class rings in November and have worn them constantly, to-let the world know that we are Seniors. Our class festivities this year have been a minus quantity but we are patiently waiting for the eventful occasion when we shall be the honored guests, as all worthy Seniors have been be- fore. It will gladden our hearts exceedingly to see the Class of '21 usher, etc., at our exercises, even as ,we did last year. We know that they are happiest when they are helping others, in short, they are the helpingest class we ever saw, especially at helping the teachers to keep order in the main room. When we are gone, we know they will try to fill our shoes creditably, al- though we have our doubts as to whether this can de done. We are also sure that they will miss us terribly. But now, enuff said, -so-au revoir to the Class of 1920. ARDITH McKEE, '20,