Big Sandy High School - Pioneer Yearbook (Big Sandy, MT)

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THE CENTENNIAL CLASS HISTORY i When we, the Senior Class of 1926, started to scale the dizzy heights of c.d Mount Education we little realized what a long tedious journey we were undertaking. Leaving the comparatively level and easy plain of the elementary grades behind, we passed our first milestone of advanced education. We must surely have believed in the old adage, “Well begun is half done”, for we considered ourselves quite advanced and were sure that no one was much more learned than we. But alas! When we rounded the next turn in the trail our broad and level road turned into a rough winding mountain path. We had hardly begun our ascent when we struck our first rocks. We discovered, that notwithstanding our wisdom, there were many things we did not know and that we would have to work if we were going to get any higher. We soon de- cided that the best way to gain our goal was to all pull together and unfurl- ing our banner with the motto “Watch us Climb” we started for the moun- tain top. Our first steep pitch was the High School Carnival. What could a group of inexperienced freshies do about a big rock like that? We stood back for a time and watched the other classes with all the respect which a tenderfoot feelss for a “sourdough”. But Mrs. Moe, our energetic, hard work- ing sponsor informed us that there was something we could do. Consequent- ly we got busy, installed a cafeteria, and cleared more money than any other class. We had now gained our first ledge and could look out a little way over the plain that we had just left. Now we had more confidence and turning our face upward we plugged steadily ahead. After traveling only a little way on our journey we struck a landslide.—Semester Exams! Can we make it? Yes, we must, so with fast beating hearts, not daring to look back, we pushed on. Safe at last. My, but that was a scare. Now we had easier going for awhile and although the grade was steep there was a certain exhilaration in climbing and we forged steadily ahead. One more difficulty had to be encountered, be- fore we reached a place where we could rest—final examinations. That made rather rough going for awhile, but was soon safely behind us and we bad covered one-fourth of the distance. Now we had a short rest before passing our second milestone, marked Sophomore. Here our trials and tribulations were much the same as before. Again we were financial winners at the car- nival, we were a so vabcntly awarded for our efforts by having our Class Queen, Bessie Arnold, chosen Queen of the Carnival. This year Ted Homan exalted himself and hs c'ass by helping two upper classmen capture second rlace in the state in stock judging. Ben Worstell also played guard on Sandy's famed championship football team. Having gotten our second wind, we were fast gaining distance. Halfway up, what a grand and giddy feeling. No long- er under classmen, but juniors now, chesty and important. We were getting somewhere in the world and desired that people should notice us. We travel- ed gaily on becoming more used to the roughness of the road, and learning more and more how to travel it with less fatigue and hardship. Both Ted Homan and Ben W'orstell made the football team this year.Thorald Cowgar made the debate team. We also sent delegates to both the Boys' and Girls' Vocational Conference. John Jenkins to the beys' conference and Selma Sim- onsen to the girls'. Our junior class Play “Safety First” was accounted the mort successful Junior play ever put on here. After this we put on the Junior From, for the Seniors of '25. The first part of the Prom consisted of a ban- quit at the dormitory after which there was a dance at the Gym with music furnished by the Rainbow Orchestra of Great Falls. Chuck Ensley also made the Stockjudging team, which took sixth place and the Juniors won the in- terclass track meet. We could now look forward to our goal, in plain sight

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THE CENTENNIAL Haze! Flatness—“I maintain that all good things come with hard work.” Valedictorian; Sec. II, III; Vice Pres. IV; Track II, III; Senior Reporter IV; Glee Club III; Class Play ill; N. B. Club Vice Pres. Ill; Normal Course. Myra Mack—“Everybody loves a fat man. What is sauce for the gander is sauce for the goose.” Vice Pres. N. B. Club IV; Glee Club III, IV; Normal Course. Kenneth Ray—“Wonmen don't bother me and they won't you if you keep at a safe distance.” Glee Club IV; Orchestra III, IV; Class Play IV; Scholarship contest IV; Treas. Ill; Smith Hughes course. James Mason—“I know I shouldn't fall for the girls but; Oh whats the use. Transfered for Box Elder IV; Football IV; Smith Hughes Course. Bessie Arnold—“I’ll admit women are foolish; they were made a match for man.” S°c. II; Vice President III; Pres. IV; Track II; Class Play III; Orchestra II, III; Normal Course. Lavina Inglebretson—“If silence were riches- Pd make Vanderbilts look cheap.” Class Play III; Normal Course. Leslie Miller—“High school days have their delights. But they can't compare with high school nights.” Track IT. Ill IV—Capt IV; Glee Club II, III, IV; Class Play III, IV: Sto'k iudging II; Quartette IV; Treas. Ill IV; Smith Hughes Course.

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THE CENTENNIAL but just out of reach. All we could do was to stand by and watch the senior as they proceeded calmly on their way, and wonder how it felt. Still one knows time and trouble is a remedy for all ills and although our progress seemed slow and uncertain, the summit is not gained at a single bound, but only after long, weary hours of travel. So we find ourselves coming nearer and nearer to that point which looked so faint and vague through the mists and distances of three years before. Another milestone behind us and we are on the final lap of our journey. Seniors at last; reserved, sedate and learned. Just a trifle conscious, per- haps, of our station, but can you blame us ? Why should we strive for years for a position if we are not to take pride in it after it is won? Still as the novelty wears off and we take time to look back over the rough old mountain side and out over the plane stretching away in the distance and onr feelings of importance, in its place, comes the con- tentment known only to those who have seen a hard day’s labor and who can look back with satisfaction at the distance traveled. We have given our blessings to the under classmen and to the Juniors in particular as they are to take our place next year. We have given our senior play, received our diplomas and, lo, we are no longer of that jolly crowd of good fellows, who gather every morning nine months of the year at the little brick school house. We have stood on the pinnacle of our ambition only to discover that the road leads on to still higher peaks and that our journey has only begun. Some of us will choose that slippery old granite mountain called “College” from which so many have fallen. Others will choose the rougher and more rugged way known as “Life”, but whichever path we may choose, “Watch Us Climb.” Kie, Kie, try, try, try. Take your aim and take it high, On, On. On! Come on! lets’ go! Mind your step and don’t climb slow, We’re the seniors, you and I, Seniors of the Big Sandy Hi. Wow! Wow! SENIORS ’26.