Beloit High School - Trojan Yearbook (Beloit, KS)

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TROJAN Eureka—We Have Found It! b MILDRED ARMOUR ENSHROUDED in the crumbling walls of an ancient city, are many memories, memories of renouned warriors, a beautiful woman and adventure. These memories have created a legend, the legend of Troy. These shrouded memories lived in Troy long ago in the twilight of the glory of the Gods and in the lifting dawn of civilization. A physically perfect race of people, the Trojans gained a culture and a renoun for themselves by their deeds. Their mode of living was simple, characterized by their love of Troy and their worship of the Gods. Troy was a city surrounded by a high wall, and each man was pledged to protect the security of Troy. Troy bound its citizens to itself by its beauty, its tradition, and its hopes. For nine years Troy was beseiged for the sake of the lovely Helen, by the Greeks, and on the tenth it fell. The two armies were so evenly matched that only the decision of the Gods could determine the end of the war. The Gods frowned on Ilium and favored Greece by giving the victory to the Greeks through strategem. The victory was so complete that Troy was destroyed. “ hen the gray dawn appeared, unsightly heaps of ashes, and smouldering embers, intermingled with calcined bones, and piles of blackened ruins, and lurid volumes of smoke rolling up to the skies alone remained to indicate where Troy had been. A city and a nation had passed out of existence.” But the memory, the legend of Troy still exists. The Trojans fought for ten years. They lost their fight, but they won a fame far more lasting. As they fought those long years, they did not know that'their victory would be the undying legend of valor. Their spirit was unconquerable, their courage infinite; and uppermost in their minds was their pledge to protect Troy. Such is the spirit of Beloit High school. The scholars, athletes, and artists of B. H. S. always think of their loyalty to the school before any thought of self-attainment. These warriors of B. H. S. are very much like the Trojans in their majesty or sorrow following a combat. Many of our heroes go out to a single combat to win or lose as the Trojans fought in singles. The Trojans rode out to their battles in splendid chariots, with straining steeds to defy the cast of the opponent's spear. Although the contestants were of unequal qualities, they rode with the same dash and valor to defy defeat. Palamedes was the intellectual rival of all of Greece and to him are accredited the invention of chess, backgammon, weights and measures, and the regulation of the lunar division of time. He was the most inventive spirit of his time. He was progressive because he introduced important military modifications, such as the battle line and the posting of sentinels. He was stoned to death early in life for treason only to be found innocent, after il was too late. He was a scholar, an initiative among his associates, and to him we compare our scholars and students of science. Priam, King of Troy, was so gifted with speech that he won, by his plea, the body of Hector, his son, from the Greeks. Our debators, public speaking students and dramatic students aspire to the art of Priam. Great warriors like Hector, called the King of Men, and Paris correspond to our athletes—ever flushed with victory, ever expectant of success. Each activity of our school has an outstanding Trojan, who, straining ahead, attains victory, and in doing so reflects on the entire school all the glory and glamour of Troy. The Trojans were individuals, giving their best to gain an individual success, but all deemed themselves one because they were Trojans. The actual binding cord was their name. They were born Trojans and they died Trojans. Fhe students of B. H. S. had long felt the need of a name for the school. At various times they were everything from Crows to Panthers. The name Buffaloes, which was used for a while, was a good name, but it too lacked the meaning which was needed. The Journalism class of '32 finally decided upon Trojans. This name appealed to everyone. Yes. it would build a common tradition around the school activities. The athletic teams of B. II. S. took the Trojan pledge in a ceremony given in chapel. They pledged themselves to bear honorably and to fight for the name Trojans. This nameless loyalty had found no tangible expression until the Trojan appeared. With him came his pledge, his courage, his loyalty and his ambitions for B. II. S. Page Eight May. 1032

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n$g0 TROJAN VERSE CHARLOTTE WARD THOUGHTS ABOUT THOUGHTS Unreserved, unimagined sketches of thought. Unrestricted, unconnected;—and yet it brought To me a definite, clear-cut sensation Of the world standing still and I in rotation. Whirling up and up to dizzying heights, Coming down in a world of up-going lights. Out in far-fetched fields of the mind, Back to the center, my eyes burned blind. Some teachers falsely think they have taught Keen, calm, consequential thought. To the safety first minds of some old men Such things don’t live—even now and then, Such thoughts of mine are impossible trash And they won’t bring in one cent of cash. But say—you haven’t begun to live your life. If you haven’t a notion of thought in strife; Thoughts that tear at well-built society gates; And pass on to the blue at unimagined rates; Springing back with a fly and a tilt of the notes, To center on history, written in prose. Psychologists say that it can’t be done, That each thought relates to the following one, But I dare Psychologist, and you, if you please, To follow these tracks that I made with ease. THOUGHTS IN E. M. C.’s CLASS Pert little Miss History sailed out one day To snatch at a date that was running away. She had caught him a dozen times before Yet he slid out the window or crept out the door. She pounced on the date with vigor and vim And said to herself, “Now I’ve got him”. And try as she might to keep the elf in, He slipped out to visit the rest of his kin. She cried at the rogue and clutched thin air, Then gave a big sigh and gave up in despair. She visioned an F if she missed the date— The Spanish Armada in 1588. PENCILS A pencil wrting vigorously, studiously. Because the owner has so little time In which to get his lessons. Just a small bit of a pencil; I think it used to be yellow. It has tooth marks on it, And a bit of old eraser Which no longer erases clean. The pencil stops, rises in the air, Then goes momentarily to the owner’s mouth. After reflective moments, It is again at work Hastily scribbling important messages. Another pencil across the aisle, Writes slowly, languidly, Merely drawing the letters. It is a beautiful pencil, Tall, slim, decidedly yellow And with a large clean eraser. The pencil makes beautiful letters, too— Well-proportioned, perfectly rounded. The owner pauses, looks out the window, Smiles at a friend, and resumes writing. She writes two words— Her first name and her last name. She looks critically at them, Then rewrites them to see If they can’t be made a little more artistic. After writing them five times, She smiles in approval And continues staring out the window. As far as hygiene is concerned We prefer the last case, But otherwise I think— But what do you think? May, 1932 Page Seven

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'mo TROJAN HELEN of TROT Miss Helen Haile, Junior, was chosen by the student body as the most popular B. H. S. student in 1932. She received 9,500 of the votes cast. This popularity contest was sponsored by the Trojan staff. May, 1932 HELEN HAILE Page Nine