Las Animas High School - Trojan Yearbook (Las Animas, CO)

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“Thirdary’ education. We are now ready to go forth upon the highway of life, College or Civil. Some of us will sail along smoothly for a time, and then have a blowout; some of us will plug along on two cylinders, at length catching up with number One; some of us will get into ruts and be unable to get out; some of us will mire down, but let us hope that the rest may get quickly and safely through. JOKES AND NEAR JOKES “How many turns does the world make in one day son?” “You can’t tell till you seen the morning paper.” Percy Dobbins: “Won’t you take my seat, Miss Miner ?” Miss Miner: “No thanks, Percy—I have been skating all afternoon and I am tired of sitting down.” Chemistry professor: “We will now take poison.” . Zerbe: “Go to it, and good luck to you.” Jackson, (the Chief or the Annual Staff) : “What is Miss Watson’s age?” George Gruber: “I can’t tell you, she says she is thirty odd.” Jackson: “Then its better than an even bet that it is thirty nine.”

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CLASS HISTORY Frank Jackson President Kenneth Heizer Vice-President Beatrice Chandler Secretary George Gruber Treasurer Oh, Captain! My Captain! Our fearful trip is done! The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won! The class of 1918 entered High School upon a balmy September morning four years ago. The sky was blue, the birds still poured forth their hymn of joy to the rising sun, and the trees’ green foliage was as yet unwithered by the relentless hand of winter. We did not experience the school boy’s grief at returning to the laborious task of education; we were joyous; we no longer felt like children; we were beginning to assume some responsibility in life. The first year of our sojourn here was a strange oue to us. Unaccustomed to the ways of the school, we studied, or thought we did, and respected the faculty and upper classmen as our superiors. Our class was the first to begin their High School education in the new building. Upon entering our second year we assumed the name, “Sophomore.’ The word was exceedingly pleasant, and before long was all that our minds contained. At the mere suggestion we could easily have proved that Caesar’s victory over Napoleon at Gettysburg, was more important than the invention of peach pie by Cleopatra. We decided that we knew wh it was best for us. When our English teacher told us to learn a certain poem, we folded our arms, struck an imposing attitude, and gave a firm refusal. The principal was immediatly called in. He gave us an unbelieving blink and said that the school could dispense with our presense for the tine being. Needless to say we returned thoroughly tamed, and with the poeni perfectly at hand. The next year we looked with disdain at the Sophomores. They were beneath our contempt. Why? Because we were Juniors. All year we looked forward to the Junior-Senior banquet. Under the supervision o. Miss Givens, some of the girls did the cooking to cut expenses. Before th ■ banquet a program was given, closing with a shorus number by the class. It was a howling success. We are now about to close our High School career. We have arrived at the pinnacle of secondary education, and are prepared to plunge into

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SENIOR CLASS WILL By Hazel Lamont and Beatrice Chandler. We, the Senior Class of Bent County High School, Bent County, State of Colorado, being of lawful age, of sound mind and memory, and not under restraint, do hereby make, publish and declare this our last will and testament. To “Bill’ we bequeath the full right of keeping all fussers off the steps and out of the halls. To Miss Rosen we give all the love which our young and tender hearts are capable of giving. To Miss Kepler we give life-long license to interrupt anyone when they are expressing their opinion concerning the very picturesque scenes of the Mexican Districts in the Southern and Northern part of town. To the following Juniors we will give separately, and collectively the privilege hereafter designated. (1) To Mary Umberger, her choice between a pair of hip boots and a ruffle for her dress. (2) To Stanley Zerbe, a box of axle grease to help him slide through school easier. (3) To Sophia Mills, a stop watch and a dictionary. The stop watch to serve as a reminder not to spend too much time talking about nothing, and the dictionary to enable her to find different words with which to express the same idea several times. (4) To Dean Tinker, Lester Hickman, and J. T. Williams, an automatic three nozzle drinking fountain with its own supply of wrater to keep them cool during the heated arguments. (5) To Margaret Lamont, her sister’s sweet disposition (?). (6) To Elsie Carlson, the right to have her own way in everything . (7) To Peter Crompton, Charles Smith’s place as class joke. (8) To Frank Vandiver, Mary and her dog. (9) To Effie Campbell, an imaginary position as vice-president in a. humane society, which position she has earned through her heroic efforts at reforming men. (10) To George Powell, the privilege of being the fussingest fusser of the class of '19. To the Juniors we will devise one-half of the surplus pep of the clas of ’18. To the Freshmen, we do will and direct that one large and handsome evergreen tree should be ceded to them and placed in the southwest corner