Billings Senior High School - Kyote Yearbook (Billings, MT)

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T H K K V O T E T H E lv V O T E 5 . Salutatorx Addivs- Edward Scherer President's Address Ogden Beeinan Class History - Binlic T i d ale Piano Solo Leo Wallace Class Poem Swiii »- Son«r Class Prophecy - Florence Hubbard Tomahawk Talk Victor Cotner Junior Response - Edmund Pound Vocal Solo, Bet ause - Gladys Elliott Class Will Blow Soft Winds Senior Class Valedictory I 20

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T II E K V O T E u am Sir Orath am! trlten ojn' my 1if H lit nit dor bark,' Than speakr t trine j than thou art awerr of.' Srxxionx of xirttf xilntt thought 19 «lnd N i: 11 i«»(I I riiiK-t-M l.iirrimi 4'wrol I’nrlittin

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I II K K Y O T E Graduation Wrajqied close in clinging cloak of cloud-like grey The misty dawn steals silent on his way, A moment pa tins on the mountains high. Then flings his flaming pennants ‘cross the sky; Then back to Night’s dark realm he takes his way. lie is but herald of a perfect day. Faint as the last flush of the sunset’s gleam. The pink rose hud paaps from its cell of green; And day bv day its fragrance sweeter grows. And soon the, hud becomes a full-blown rose Growing in Identity with each warm June hour. The bud is promise of a perfect flower. A- dawn foretells the day; the bud, the flower: School days liehind vour graduation hour Have but prepared you for a sterner strife. Are but the promise of a broader life. Far wider fields do now await your winning, For this is not the end but the beginning, ’13. Salutatory Address Fellow Students and Friends of the Billings High School: The privilege has been given me of extending to you tlie greetings of the class of I find it a great honor to lx able to welcome you in the name of the largest class that ever graduated from the Hillings High School. If my words are weak and few, the welcome is never- theless a very warm one. The class of 1D12 has just finished a four years’ camjmign and is now assembled to rehearse its events. It has been 1 mt. a preparation for another campaign at the end of which I wish we might all meet again and say welcome. This seems quite im- probable so we shall have to console ourselves by making this such a hearty welcome that it will never 1m forgotten. The product of this four years campaign is a class of twenty-four warriors, experienced in all lines of business from athletics to preach- ing and journalism. Of this twenty-four we have an unlucky number of maidens, but since at least one of these is sure to lie a suffragette the hoodoo is broken. A great number entered this campaign but one 21