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

Text from Pages 1 - 142 of the 1916 volume:

w Dedication - Greetings - Annual Board and Annual Staff - Faculty - Seniors ......................... Salutatory - Class History Class Prophecy - Class Will Tomahawk - Junior Response - Class Poem - Valedictory - Underclassmen - Literary ------ Athletics - Social ------ Calendar - Throssel Pictures - Grins and Groans - Advertisers - - - - Page 2 KYOTE ANNUAL -----+ t If It Comes from The Toggery It Must Be Good The Store that Features Standard Merchandise LllJLIIJplJIUI Popular Prices Prompt Attention and Experienced Service USE OUR Valet Department Suits Dry-cleaned, $1.50 Sponged and Pressed, 50c Well Dressed Spells Toggery Dressed ----------------—-----♦ THE KYOTE ANNUAL Published by Class of 1916 BILLINGS HIGH SCHOOL i Vol. IX. June, 1916 DEDICA TION It is with extreme pleasure that we, the Class of 1916, dedicate this, the Ninth Volume of the Kyote, to Miss Grace Hortense Mattern, whose loyal efforts and stimulating influence has inspired us in getting out this volume. GREETINGS c4 The Kyote of ’ 16 brings you greetings. We have striven to portray vividly for you the true life and spirit of our institution that you may always remember it as it is. May its pages inspire in every student a deeper loyalty and a more constant devotion to the ideals of Billings High. — KYOTE ANNUAL Page 9 Page 10 KYOTE ANNUAL KYOTE STAFF Gertrude Fergus - Editor-in-Chief Dorothy Puehler ------ Exchange John Jacobs ------ Assistant Editor Mike Reynolds ------- Personal Lloyd Morrison ----- Business Manager Harriet Rossiter ------- Artist Arnold Walker ) Harold Wilson-Green ------ Senior Assistant Business Managers Bennet Smith | Elsie Tschudy ------- - Junior Viva Hewett ------- Literary Elizabeth Hathhorn ----- Sophomore Frank Harris ------- Athletic Gladys Golish ------- Freshman ANNUAL STAFF Dorothy Douglas Lillian Scally Muriel Perkins Caroline Reynolds Frank Mitchell Grace Walker Marie O’Malley Marie Brockway KYOTE ANNUAL Page 11 � � i ♦ � FACULTY Page 12 KYOTE ANNUAL WARD H. NYE Superintendent w. h, McCall Principal KYOTE ANNUAL Page 13 ETHEL CAROLINE SAWYER Instructor in Book-keeping. B. A., Highland Park College; The Albert Lea College, Minn.; Instructor in Burlington. Ia.. H. S.; Roseville Township H. S. and Cumberland, Wis- consin H. S. WILLIAM J. SHIRLEY Instructor in Physics. Simpson College; B. A., University of Iowa: Instructor in Manning H. S., Ia.; Principal Afton H. S.. Ia.. and West Liberty H. S., Ia. GRACE WILDER BAILEY Instructor in Chemistry. Hilsdale, Mkh., H. S.; B. A., Hilsdale College; M. A., University of Mich.; Harvard Summer School; Instructor in Belding, Mich., H. S.; Howell. Mich., H. S. Page 14 KYOTE ANNUAL GRACE ABBOTT FOLTZ Instructor in English. Academy Wesleyan; University of Neb.; B. A., Wesleyan University; M. A., University of Nebraska; Instructor in Humbolt, York, Tulsa, Golfield, Neb., H. S. ESTHER M. BIRELY Instructor in English. Billings High School; Oberlin Col- lege; University of Wisconsin; B. A., University of Montana; Instructor in Sweet Grass County H. S. LEE M. DALEY Instructor in Mathematics. Menominee, Mich.. H. S.; University of Mich.; B. A., Wellesley College; In- structor in Menominee H. S.. Mich. KYOTE ANNUM Page 15 ELLA GRACE JOHNSON Instructor in History and Mathematics. Humboldt, Nebraska, High School; Nebraska State Normal; Chicago Uni- versity Summer School; Orleans, Neb., High School; Oxford. Neb., High School. HELEN HORTON TEARSE Instructor in English Winona, Minn., High School; Mil- waukee Downer Seminary; B. A., Smith College; Leipsig University; Instructor in Dodge Center, Winona, Brainerd, Minn., High School. EMILY L. JOHNSTON Instructor in English. Central High School, Minneapolis, Minn.; B. A., University of Minn.; Leip- sig University; Instructor in Sher- bourne, Minn., H. S.; Stillwater. Minn., H. S.; Brainerd, Minn., H. S. Page 16 KYOTE ANNUAL LOTT A ELIZABETH CLARK Instructor in History. Ripon, Wisconsin, High School; B. A., Ripon College; M. A., University of Michigan; Instructor in Mexico, Mo., High School. MRS. DONEE GRIFFITH DEMEL Instructor in Mathematics. Lyons, Nebraska, High School; Fre- mont, Nebraska. Normal; B. A., and M. A.f University of Nebraska; Instructor in Oakland. Neb.. High School; Lead, S. Dakota. High Schooi and University of Nebraska. MABELE ZOE NIMS Instructor in Latin. Humboldt. Neb., High School; B. A., and M. A.. University of Nebraska; University of Colorado, Summer School; Instructor in Auburn, Neb., High School, Humboldt, Neb., High School. KYOTB ANNUAL Page 17 NELL CHARLOTTE WESTON Instructor in Gorman and English. Waukesha. Wisconsin. H. S.; Mil- waukee Downer College: B. A., Uni- versity of Wisconsin: Columbia Uni- versity Summer School; Instructor in Broadwater Co. H. S. WINIFRED O. WOLGAMOT Instructor in Mathematics. B. A., University of Nebraska: In- structor Grand Forks, North Dakota. HERBERT ARTHUR STEDMAN Instructor in Shorthand and Type- writing. Miles City High School, Los Angeles Business College; Diploma Gregg School; Pd. M.t Colorado State Teach- ers College; Central Business College. Denver; Instructor in Forsyth Public School. Mont.; Business College. Rocky Ford. Col.; Rocky Ford, Col., H. S. Fage IS KVOTE ANNUAL GRACE HORTENSE MATTERS Instructor in Public Speaking. Plainfield H. S., Indiana; B. A.. De Pauw University, Ind.; B. O., North- western School of Oratory. ADA MAE MYERS Instructor in Domestic Science. B. S., Montana State College. ANNA HAWLEY SCHURTZ Instructor in Domestic Science. Graduate Stout Institute. Calumet, Michigan. KYOTE ANNUAL Page 19 MISS HAZEL HUNKINS Billings High School; A. B. Vassar; Ass't Instructor University of Mis- souri. FAY BURTON CURTISS Instructor in Manual Training. B. A., Oberlin College, Ohio; Bradley Stout Institute; Instructor in Rose- ville, 111., High School. DUSTON WARNOCK McKENNEY Instructor in Manual Training. M. S., M. E., Purdue University; In- structor in Davenport, Iowa, H. S.; Homestead, Pa. KYOTE ANNUAL Page 21 SENIORS Page 22 KYOTE ANNUAL SENIOR CLASS OFFICERS ADA MAY SLEEPER, Secretary HAROLD WILSON-GREEN, Treasurer GERTRUDE FERGUS, Vice-President CLARENCE BRYAN. President HARRY BEEMAN. All would be well.’' RENA STEVENS. Thy voice is as sweet as if it took its sweetness from thy face.” LILLIAN SCALLY. A sweet little coleen with skin like the enow.” BEATRICE RENWICK. “In every deed of mischief she had a hand to execute.” EDWARD WILSON. The fat affectionate smiles.” HELEN BANCROFT. Wise to resolve and patient to per- form.” STANLEY ROE. “Patience is a necessary ingredient of genius.” VELMA MILLER. “She was fresh: she was fair: glossy was her golden hair.” ARLEIGH KERR. “A goodly youth and worth a good lier boon. ’ JOSEPHINE RANDOLPH. A silent partner? Not at all!” MYRTLE FOWLER. “A wide spreading disposition is my only umbrella in this vale of tears.” FLORENCE ROBISON. “Those who know her best praise her most” HAROLD BENSON. “Who can play off my smiles and courtesies V JANE LARIMER. ‘ She doeth little kindnesses.” CLARENCE BRYAN. “The lamp and I smoke on.” GRACE RICHARDSON. “Charm strikes the heart but merit wins the soul.” HAROLD WILSON-GREEN. “For he. by geometric scale Could take the size of pots of ale; And wisely tell the time of day The clock should strike by algebra. GERTRUDE HANLEY. “Still waters run deep. LLOYD MORRISON. He sits high in the hearts of the people.” GERTRUDE FERGUS. “She’s the gold from the tinsel.” ARNOLD WALKER. Like Christian on his pilgrimage, bear so heavy a pack of business. HARRIET ROSSITER. Thou art lovlier than the roses in their prime.” MIKE REYNOLDS. He was true and he was bold. Full of mirth as he could hold. VIVA HEWETT. Her impulse was akin to genius.” BA ALIS SANFORD. “Rejoice small man in this small world of ours!” MARIE O’MALLEY. ‘ She’s pretty to walk with, witty to talk with And pleasant, too, to think on.” FRANK HARRIS. “Two-fifths of him genius and three fifths of him sure fudge.” DOROTHY PUEHLER. Tell me not in mornful numbers Life is but an empty dream. Life is laughter, life is pleasure— Things are funnier than they seem. JOHN JACOBS. “I am Sir Oracle. When I ope my lips let no dog bark.” ALICE O BRIEN. “Gentle of speech, beneficent of mind.” FLORENCE LAVIGNE. “When she will she will And you may depend on it; When she won't—she wont And that’s the end on it.” ADA SLEEPER. “Of all the treasures fair to see A tiny ring is the thing for me.” ARNOLD HAVES. “What a frosty spirited-rogue is this ’ ADELTHA REYNOLDS. “She is so winsome and wise. HELEN GAULT. “Speech is great but silence is greater EDITH ERB. Thy modesty's a canal to thy merit. RONALD RIES. ‘ A genial mind that harbors noth- ing base. PAULINE GARVIN. “I don't say much but I think a lot. MARGUERITE CASWELL. “Who never defers and never demands But smiling takes the world in her hands.” GRACE GODDARD. ‘ Of her bright face one glance will trace a picture on the brain.” WALTER MECKLENBURG. A lion among women; a man among men.” ROBERT POUND. “For ten years he has been working on a project to extract sunbeams from cucumbers.” ALICE BAKER. Like a creeping sunbeam.” ETHEL POPE. The jolly pal whose friendship glows.” MYRTLE KLAMMER. A friend worth having.” CHARLES GOODWIN. “A taster of fun with an eye for a maid, Never too bold and never afraid.” eugene McLaughlin. “All day I plug along With a whistle and a song ’ DOROTHY DOUGLAS. “The lady with the Mona Lisa smile.” BERN ADI NE PRATER. ‘ I’ll admit I’m just a kidder. VELMA VAUGHN. “A keeper of silence, elequent. Wise yet royally well content.” GEORGIA ALLEN. “And still care not a pin What they said or may say RUSSELL PICKENS. ‘T could trust your kindness.” HESTER WALLACE. “For she is just the quiet kind Whose nature’s never vary. REYNOLD LEEDOM. I stand on the brink of a great career. Will somebody please shove me off?” MARIE BROCKWAY. “She ain't no angel but a regular out an' outer.’ MARGARET PENDERGAST. “But she's a Trojan, hard to beat.” PAULINE POWELL. “Did ever a man have a better pal?” KYOTE ANNUAL 67576 Page 31 Page 32 KYOTE ANNUAL SALUTATORY The Class of 1916 salutes you and asks you to pause for a short time while we tell you what High School has meant to us. First, most of us have come to High School to make a better preparation for the real life that is to followr our school days. Some have taken the opportunity to prepare for secre- tarial and office work and have taken the splendid commercial course offered in our High School. Others have followed the manual training course either to become skilled craftsmen or efficient workers in household arts. Some have pursued the scientific course in order to specialize in science and many are graduating from the Latin course that they may be prepared to continue their school work in some higher institution of learn- ing. Whatever our course was and whatever we may choose for our life’s work we have come to High School in order to have a better earning capacity. High School has also given us a splendid opportunity to broaden our minds. What does this mean? It has helped us ot look at every question in a broader way. to take a keener interest in our fellowmen, and to be of service to everyone. There has also been the companionship of our classmates. schoolmates and teachers. What a help and pleasure they have been to us! We shall always have the sweetest memory of our dear friends and teachers who have been with us through out entire High School career. We have spent many pleasant times together. There was always some new pleasure to anticipate. There were athletics, football and basketball teams, debates and contests and various parties too numerous to mention. High School has been one good time. When our history is told, our fortunes predicted, and our will read, you will know that it is not altogether with pleasure that the Class of 1916 is assembled for the last time, some of us perhaps never to meet again. We welcome the Class of 1917 who enter the place that we have left and we hope that you will make the best of the oppor- tunities available in your Senior year. The Class of 1916 salutes the new world and enters it with the same spirit of ambition, energy, wrork, and happiness that has prevailed through High School. We all seek success in it and true success means happiness. K VOTE ANNUAL Page 33 CLASS HISTORY As all great events have been set down and made history, so must the career of the Class of ’16 be set down and made history. All great histories have been recorded by great his- torians, and I am abashed to find myself in the class of such illustrious persons as Hugo and Gibbon. We, the Class of 1916, made our first appearance in the Hillings High School on a bright September day four years ago. Even in that youthful stage we presented such a lively appearance that Mr. McCall deemed it wise to separate us, anil so put the boys in the unexplored regions upstairs, and the girls under Miss Ella Johnston’s care way down in the cellar. That was an awful blow—to the boys. Our sensations in those days were many and varied. Our awe for the seniors was unlimited, and teachers were as dragons to us. Never will we forget our first mass meeting. Upon our entrance the whole room began to clap and shout wildly, and we all stopped in open-eyed wonder to see what the excitement was about, only to discover that we were such a brilliant and delightful class that the Seniors sould not restrain from applause. However, after the first few weeks of fear and trembling, we began to take an interest in school activities. Most of our boys went out for football and some for basketball. Viva Hewett won a story contest and had her winning chapter printed in the Kyote. We soon found that we harbored in our midst a born orator in the person of Dutch Mitchell, and never again was there a meeting in which the “Freshman Orator” was not called on for his opinion. So devoted were we to our lessons that we had no time for electing class officers and we passed our first year without organizing. That year Chuck Goodwin's father gave him a brand newr five dollar gold piece for Christmas, and Chuck went down to the Golden Rule and bought himself a perfectly good new suit of long trousers clothes. Mr. Goodwin never did know’ wiiat Chuck did with that five, and we have it from good author- ity that every morning before school Chuck went over to Clarence’s and changed into the new duds. 1 he next year we felt ourselves to be really grown up, and w hen Dutch Mitchell made center on the football team and Jack Chappie played in several games we felt quite important. Viva Hewett was elected our president, and very ably conducted our meetings. At the mid-year we entered the new building. Our first class party was held that spring at the Masonic Hall, chaperoned by all the teachers and attended on the outside by the Junior and Senior boys, but in spite of these drawbacks we had a very enjoyable time. Our baseball team won the championship of the school that year, too. by winning over the Juniors with a score of six to eight. It was at the end of this year that Dutch Mitchell, feeling that the chances for the presidency in our class wrere not very good decided to stay behind and wait for the next class where he has held that office ever since. As Juniors we really began to be somebody. We immedi- ately got together and elected Jack Chappie as‘president. Our first business was the selection of pins and toques. Our colors up to this time had been green and gold, but due to their unar- tist ic effects in decoration, we decided to change them. Blue and crimson carried and toques in those colors were decided on. Many were the comments and envious glances caused by those caps. A few weeks before Christmas the caste was chosen for the Junior play, and work began immediately. On January 15th “Esmeralda” was presented in the auditorium of the High School before a record-breaking audience. Never before or since in the history of the Billings High School has such a play been presented by any class. Every character was well por- (Continued on Page 118.) Page 34___________KYQTE ANNUAL_ CLASS PROPHECY I rode on and on among what seemed endless flowers and trees, but suddenly I came to an ideal little Japanese house nestled so cosily in among the flowers. There at the gate stood Marie O’Malley—the same enthusiastic Marie—to meet me. Yes, she lived there but it was late and her family had gone to bed. After a few words of greeting she hurried off to prepare a lunch for me. As you would expect everything was very interesting and a I walked from one corner of the room to the other 1 stopped at the bookcase, and what do you think I came upon— nothing but the Kyote Annual of 1916. “Home,” I said and tucked it ander my arm for a visit. An hour later found us very much absorbed in its pages. The first picture that attracted my attention was one of Marie Brockway and Harriet Rossiter posing as the Charlie Chaplin family. They certainly looked their parts. And to think how far away they are from each other now. Harriet, with her studio in New York, studying and expressing the life around her. Marie? Oh yes, she is now doing the latest trot from the barnyard, and is having quite a time making her feet go in the desired direc- tion. You know Marie always was partial to the education of her feet and this trot being very complicated requires that one manipulate one’s self considerably. Just a minute, who was that? Why Robert Pound. Do you remember how we always thought he would become famous, and sure enough he has. No, I’ve forgotten just what it was he dis- covered or invented, but I know that every scientist in the coun- try raved about it. Let me see—O, yes, I know—the moon, in- stead of being 238,840 miles away from the earth, is 238,844 miles. A difference of four miles—very important I assure you. Speaking of Robert reminds me that Harold Green is nowr studying to be an Einwilligunghebizabohiviskiist. Oh, wrait a minute—turn back that page—isn’t that Charles Goodwin, no, this one with his foot on the suitcase. Well, what do you think he is doing, why—oh no, no—he’s living in Chi- cago now. Footlights and music still have their hold on him. I even heard he has taken the part of a butler in a small produc- tion. It certainly is surprising how people turn out. Oh! 1 nearly forgot to tell you. Mentioning the stage reminds me of John Jacobs. You know he was a branch of Webster’s dictionary. Well, he is touring the country as Touchstone in Shakespeare’s “As You Like It.” It was right after the show that night that I left for San Francisco so I didn’t get to shake hands with him. Oh, really? I didn’t know that. So Mike Reynolds is a big stock man. I don’t think I told you what a wonderful work Gertrude Fergus is doing. She specialized in children’s diseases, and is now superintendent of a large children’s hospital. I have heard splendid reports about her and think that she certainly is doing her share in the world. Don’t you think so, too? After seeing New York I went north to Boston and it being Sunday when I arrived I went to the First M. E. Church. I have previously heard about the remarkable organist they have and was anxious to hear for myself so I went in and the music was— well it was simply past description. I had no idea anybody could produce such sounds. You may be sure I wraited in order to meet the organist, and w ho do you suppose it was, Dorothy Peuhler. I had not seen her since she graduated from the Musical School at St. Louis. Our class turned out pretty well, didn’t it? But let us look back at some of these other pictures. Here’s old Briny, or to be more dignified, Clarence Bryan. I hear that he is traveling around Europe with an old man. All they do, they say, is to gaze in admiration upon the ruins of (Continued on Page 120.) KYOTE ANNUAL Page 35 CLASS WILL KNOW ALL MEN BY THESE PRESENTS, in behalf of the Class of 1916 of the Billings High School, I, Lillian Scally, of the City of Billings, County of Yellowstone, State of Montana, Class of 1916, of lawful age, being of sound and disposing memory, not acting under duress, menace, fraud, or undue in- fluence of any person or class whatever, do, make, publish, and declare this our last Will and Testament in manner following; that is to say, Item I. To the Junior Class of 1917, we give, devise and bequeath our title, most honored and respected of all the classes of the Billings High School. Item II. To our Senior Teacher, Miss Clark, who has labored with us all this year, we leave our sympathy and deepest gratitude with the hope that this next Senior Class will not be inflicted upon her. Item III. The Physics Class, the one representative Senior Class, leaves its earnest research in science and love for study to the Freshman Class. Item IV. To the aforesaid illustrious Junior Class we give, and be- queath our groaning, squeaking pencil sharpener, hoping it will afford the teachers as much enjoyment next year as it has this. Item V. Our honored president, Clarence Bryan, bequeathes his zeal and study and profound knowledge in Latin to Dorothy Chappie. Item VI. Chuck Goodwin wills his fondness for red hair and children to Bill Combs. Item VII. To the Chemistry Class we leave this advice: If an ex- plosion occurs don’t smile or words without smiles will follow. Item VIII. Eugene McLaughlin wills his electric curlers and ten les- sons in hair dressing to Mr. Shirley. Item IX. Stanley Roe gives, devises, and bequeathes to Henry Foster, his pleasing manners and charming ways with the ladies, hop- ing Mr. Foster may be as successful as he has been in his popu- larity. Item X. Frank Harris bestows his ears, his prominent ears, on the Junior girls to be divided and kept as souvenirs. Item XI. Ronald Ries leaves his antipathy for speeding jointly to Carson Mowre and Frank Myers with the admonition when coming to a sudden stop to select the place for their flip-flop most carefully. Item XII. To the Sophomore Class we leave the piano stool to stumble over. We also suggest that it may be used at times as an im- promptu luncheon table. (Continued on Page 122.) Page 36 KYOTE ANNUAL TOMAHAWK TALK Ladies and Gentlemen, Faculty and Students: I am going to say a word this evening about a little mat- ter that has hurt the mind of man considerably within the last hree hundred years. I am thankful for the opportunity of introducing to the patrons of Billings Lligh School, Mr. Tommie Hawk, for seven years a member of our High School, and during the past one year, the silent inspiration and mysterious guiding power of the Senior Class, the Class of 1916. It would take hours to tell you of the unlimited number of times that little Tommy has come to the rescue and has never let the colors of the Class of ’16 touch the ground. I would have to begin with the election of Mr. Bryan as president of our class, take you over the gridiron victories of Billings High, play all over again our basketball games and at length bring you back to the exercises this evening. Look at the members of this class: see how dignified and serious they appear. The inspira- tion of the Tomahawk is deep in their hearts tonight, for they know that it is only a matter of minutes before this marvelous influence must pass out of their lives forever. It was only today that little Tommy informed me that the Class of 1916 is a wonderful class, a class possessing most extra- ordinary qualities, a class of real students, and a class that all through this year has been noted for its strength of character, its broadmindedness, and its activity—everything that goes to make a progressive and successful class. Many of the most illustrious members of the Senior Class as well as the Tomahawk himself, rejoice quite often lately when they think that tonight he must pass into the hands of such a class as the Class of ’17, a class of so many energetic students. Therefore, my friends, although I regret very much part- ing with little Tommie, I can at least feel gratified in present- ing him to the second best class that Billings High School has ever known, to the Class of 1917. By HAROLD WILSON-GREEN. KYOTE ANNUAL Page 37 Junior Response to Tomahawk Talk In the name of the Junior Class of the Hillings High School, 1 accept this symbol of High School aspirations, the highly revered Tomahawk. Since the founding of our school, many years ago, this weapon of the Red Man has been honored as representing keen wit, determination of purpose, untiring application to the duties of the student, and a lofty sense of honor. It stands, above all other things, for justice and gener- osity. Ofttimes this weapon settles class disputes or disputes between individuals. The Senior President, Clarence Bryan, used the venerated Tomahawk to end the dispute as to how the Class should use their funds. Its influences are omnipresent in the activities of the Senior. We, Juniors, having reached a period in High School life in which the cares and trials of the Senior now confront us. feel our responsibility as becomes the more appreciative students. The exultant and commanding spirit of the Upper Classmen is now ours. For years we have striven to reach this goal, and now that we have succeeded, we must assume a more haughty attitude as have the Seniors preceding us. The Lower Class- men will have to take respectful note of our elevated position in the school and comply with our petty whims as we have done with those going before us. We have entered into a new era of life and must thoroughly appreciate and enjoy our freedom. Nevertheless, in our youthful exuberance, we should not forget that we have to pave our way for the future, by diligently de- voting our ambitions and good judgment to the higher ideals in life—let the fond reminiscences of past frivolities serve to satisfy our appetite for the lighter things in life. Some will prepare themselves for entrance to institutions of higher learning, while others will be making the necessary preparation to step out into the world and brave the hard knocks that may be thrust upon them. The example set by our Class must be elevating and one of which we may be proud in the years to come. Having been intrusted with the care of this Tomahawk, we are determined to wield it against the obstacles that hinder us in our progress, and cut our way to the front in a most com- mendable manner. JACK ORRICK, ’17. Pa se 38 KYOTE ANNUAL CLASS POEM Banochlat,—farewell,—Banochlat. Tis an old Irish greeting But it sets our hearts beating For it means farewell— Banochlat! Farewell to our troubles. To our joys and the thrill Of the bright rainbow bubbles That youthful dreams fill. Of dreams we’ve had many Few of these have come true Still our hopes have flown higher Larger things are in view. Through four years together True friendships we’ve formed; These time cannot sever Though by others we’re scorned. Our pleasures were varied As through school we strayed. Hard lessons we studied We worked and we played. The world is now calling Us out to the fray We are ready to meet it, Shall we win? Who can say? We will win, we are sure! And to us it will mean The brightest of futures For this Class of ’16! Banochlat,—farewell,—Banochlat! There’s pain at this parting But our life is just starting So farewell to ye Friends. Banochlat! —GERTRUDE FERGUS. KYOTE ANNUAL Page 39 VALEDICTORY Tonight the class of 1916 greets the boundless possibilities of the future. Our past preparation has been the result of the best energies of our parents, our school board and our teachers. Perhaps some will gain further education but our future rests to a great extent in our own hands and in the wonderful state in which we dwell, a state whose resources are hardly touched. In the cities commercial work will appeal to a great many of that trend of mind. Because of its position in the northwest this state is destined to command attention as a wholesale dis- tributing center. As a natural consequence great retail houses will spring up and every one of them will carry further the fine examples of business honesty which have been so aptly upheld by such men as Marshall Field and John Wanamaker. Those interested in the old established professions find that Montana’s climate and great area are working for their special benefit. The old and honored work of law a calling whose practice in this state meets with the unusual conditions offered by litigation over water rights, to say nothing of mine and land title cases. The ministry is confronted even now with the immense and ever growing field of the rural districts which demand that some form of centralization, both of creed and of community ideas, be adopted. Recent experiments indicate that the most success- ful pastor is one who can preach of the care and culture of the fields as well as of that pertaining to the Bible. Medicine will require a wide knowledge of all branches of the vocation, principally because of the large area and varying conditions which will fall to one man. The training given by modern knowledge will make this work easier than ever before. Even then the safety of entire communities will depend upon the physician’s ability to guide them in the matter of healthful con- ditions. Our cities are small and afford unusual chances for civic planning and betterment, chances which the older eastern cities do not possess to so great an extent. All this work will neces- sitate architects and engineers of a high order and who shall say that there are not members of this class fitted for this work? Even a prediction that some of us will foster or serve under the efficient and novel city manager plan may not go far amiss. Numerous outdoor opportunities will present themselves to those who feel that city work is irksome. Forestry wrork will present its appeal in the benefit to be derived by future genera- tions from it. Classmates w ho do take up this avocation wrill not only be helping one of the largest lumbering industries in the Union but also preserving the beauty of the country and con- serving the water pow'er for their friends wrho burrow under- ground. Despite years of toil, the mineral wealth of the state has hardly been touched, even in some of the largest mines in the w'orld, at Butte. Gold and silver are commonly thought the only metals really w'orth attention. Present engineering and chemical developments makes the hunt for and production of the elements zinc and sulphur and the rocks wThich bear soap- stone and aluminum well worth wdiile. Of the newer develop- ments in oil and gas it may be possible that the hand and brain of some classmate will unearth great stores. Perhaps the greatest part of Montana’s wonderful future which has been kept for us will be in the new farming, not the back-breaking, thankless drudgery of old, but a greatly ad- vanced, better paying type. This scientific farming, assisted by machinery and necessitating the backing of well trained minds and bodies, will give a return which has already been proved sufficient to pay for the perparation necessary. The foregoing opportunities are open not only to men but (Continued on Page 121.) P°CTe 40 KYOTE ANNUAL POUND RENWICK POPE BEEMAN JACOBS RIES O'MALLEY REYNOLDS MORRISON WALKER HEWETT STEVENS KYOTE ANNUAL Page 41 0 GREEN STOCKINGS Green Stockings romped away with the amateur theatrical honors of the season, while dainty, deceiving. Celia romped away with Green Stockings. The play presented by the Senior Class. May 26, was received by a large audience with enthusi- asm beyond anticipation. Carrying by far the lead and with an ease bordering on the professional Miss Marie O'Malley played the role of Celia; Mike Reynolds as Colonel Smith filled the shoes of the hero to the eyelet. Viva Hewett made the charming, pretty, though selfish younger sister a reality as did her playing partner, Lloyd Mor- rison, an empty-headed, eye-glass swell. John Jacobs as Ad- miral Grice, the political power of the community, and Arnold Walker, a fashionable superficial father, filled their character parts with professional ease. Kthel Pope as Aunt Ida was a scream of a quick tempered florid woman of fifty. The two older daughters of the family, Madge and Evelyn. Rena Stevens and Heat rice Ren wick, made beautiful and fashionable models of society. There was no drag of action on the peaceful, dry characters of Henry Steele and James Raleigh, Robert Pound and Ronald Ries, brought laugh after laugh, but one of the real hits of the play was the bored expression of the family servant, Harry Beeman. An appreciation of the Senior play will be incomplete with- out giving praise to the woman who made the play a success, Miss Grace Mattern. JOHN JACOBS. T6. KYOTE ANNUAL Page 43 Page 44 KYOTE ANNTAI KYOTE ANNUAL Page 45 JUNIOR CLASS The present Junior class entered the High School in the year 1913-14 as one hundred and one trembling Freshies, with the honor of being the last Freshman class in the old High School building and the first in the new one. The first modest officers of the class were Henry Foster, President; Grace Walker, Vice-President; Mae Deckert, Treasurer, and Carolyn Reynolds, Secretary. The only social affair of that year was a class party given in the Yegen hall, which though the Seniors attempted to break it up was considered a great success by our childish minds. Then, when we had endured a year of the upper classmen’s terrorizing, we embarked on the Sophomore year with braver and lighter hearts. Among the new additions to the class was “Dutch” Mitchell, who was elected President w'hen we chose our new set of officers. The others were Carolyn Reynolds, Vice-President; Arthur Garrigus, Treasurer, and Grace Walker, Secretary. The year 1915-16, of course, has been our best year so far. Mitchell was re-elected President, Muriel Perkins, Vice-Presi- dent; Carolyn Reynolds, Secretary, and Esther Barlow, Trea- surer (since Lindsay Haydon, our first treasurer, left school). We have attained the dignity of wearing pins and of looking down on the lower classmen. The Juniors’ first class play, “The Rivals,” was on excellent production and met with great suc- cess. The twro most briliant social activities of the year were the Junior-Senior masquerade, given in Room 7 of the High School, and the much more elaborate banquet in honor of the Seniors, at the Northern Hotel. Now, at this so successful end of our third year, we, the Juniors, look forward to the next year when we shall be at the height of High School glory, ad- mired and looked up to by all the school. Page 46 KVOTE ANNUAL FOSTER REYNOLDS McKEDDY MITCHELL MYERS FAGG TALGO SMITH ORRICK McLEAN KVOTE AXNUAI Page 47 o THE JUNIOR PL A Y After five weeks of coaching by Miss Mattern, the Juniors presented their annual clas play, “The Rivals ’ on February 11, 1916. The audience, one of the largest ever assembled in the High School, was highly pleased and applauded time and time again as the play proceded with the art of a professional pro- duction. With the excellent acting of Bob Acres (Dutch) and the memorable stage laugh of Fag (Merle Fagg) one might have thought it truly professional. Each of the actors carried his part so well that it is probable that each was picked as the individual star by the members of the audience. Those who took part in the play and played their parts with such ability were: Miss Lydia Languish ..................... Carolyn Reynolds Mrs. Malaprop ... ......................Josephine McLean Julia....................................... Beth McKeddy Lucy .............................. ...........Elsie Talgo Captain Absolute .....................................Jack Orrick Sir Lucius O’Trigger .................... Henry Foster Faulkland ............................... Lindsay Haydon Bob Acres...................................Dutch Mitchell Sir Anthony Absolute.........................Bennett Smith Fagg ...................................... Merle Fagg David. Coachman ...............................Frank Myers KYOTE ANNUAL Page 49 SOPHOMORES Page 50 KYOTE ANNUAL GLADYS SMITH Vice President ELLIS GABBERT President WILLIAM COMBS Treasurer KNOX MOORE Secretary KYOTE ANNUAL Page 51 SOPHOMORES The Freshman class of 1914 was one of the most brilliant as well as the largest that ever entered the Billings High School. They entered at once into the spirit of the school and elected their class officers. William Coleman was honored with the trust of their highest office. The next year brought about a few changes in this congenial body and Ellis Gabbert succeeded William Coleman in the presidential chair. A successful annual class party has been given each year by these Juniors-eleet. But their school life has not been all play and no work, as is shown by the fact that in the years of ’14 and T5 they have been repre- sented in athletics. We w ish that the hard worked for and long loked forward to Junior and Senior years will bring as much joy and happiness to them as the past twro have brought. KYOTE ANNUAL Page 53 Paee 54 KYOTE ANNUAL FRESHMEN ♦ — -------- ♦ ;- I ♦ i________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________i KYOTE ANNUAL Page 55 DAGMAR RAIS RICHARD BAKER MARGARET JOHNSTON Vice President Treasurer Secretary Page 56 KYOTE ANNUAL FRESHMEN Talk about hoo-doos—the class of 1919 surely have been shadowed by an angry ghost. Their whole year has been one of disappointment. They began early in the season to organize their class and after several efforts they finally succeeded in electing Douglas O’Donnell. President; Frances Reynolds, Vice- President; Preston George, Secretary, and Jack Walker, Trea- surer. However, luck could not last long. Douglas O’Donnell soon tired of school and dropped from the ranks of struggling Fresh- men. Another election was held and Preston George was pro- moted to the position of President, but poor Preston had bad luck and so, leaving Billings High, he cast his lot with the students of the Polytechnic. The Freshmen tried to proceed as they were, but their Vice-President, Francis Reynolds, was forced also to leave school on account of illness and on February- 18 a third election was held. For two months the Freshmen flourished with their new officers: Earnest Happle, President; Dagmar Rais, Vice-President; Richard Baker, Treasurer, and Margaret Johnston, Secretary. A new- banner of purple and white was purchased and put up in Room 7; yells were written, learned and practiced and the class seemed at last to have eluded their ghost. But alas! the ghost once more overtook them and snatched away their third president. And now they are still struggling—valiantly indeed —toward the goal of Sophomoredom. Let’s hope that there they will lose their ghost and return to good luck! KYOTE ANNUAL Page 57 KYOTE ANNUAL LITERARY Page 60 KYOTE ANNUAL .«� THE MEADOW LARK The meadowlark is bubbling out His springtime songs of cheer. As perched upon the leafless elm He drives away each tear. His joyful carol ringing clear Along with bright skies blue With rapture of the sweet spring days Just thrills me through and through. He sings of flowers blooming bright Upon the sunny hill And of the gentle raindrops—hosts That make each tiny rill. O thank you, Lark, for all the joy That to my heart you bring. Now spread your joyful news abroad And to all mankind sing. —HELEN TORRENCE T8. KYOTE ANNUAL Page 61 “BLACK” OR “WHITE' “By thunder!” John Merrill gasped, opened his mouth and eyes wide, shut them tight, opened them again and stared at the minister who was taking his place in the pulpit. “What is the matter with Mr. Brighton?” he asked the girl next to him. “Why, nothing, father. Why?” and Jeanette looked inquir- ingly at the old man beside her. “Why? Why?” and his tone was full of scorn. “What’s wrong with your eyes? Look at him.” “He only has a new suit. I’m sure he needed it,” returned the girl. “New suit! 1 guess.” Old John was indignant. “You got new fancy notions in your head at that school you have been at. But I tell you now, Jeanette Merrill, no daughter of mine shall sit in a church where such clothes are worn. Understand? Come on.” He had risen—so also had his voice. As he spoke he stood in the aisle a tall, commanding figure, with head thrown back and eyes flashing from under shaggy gray brows. His daughter gave him one glance and knowing from experience that there was no use arguing with him, she rose and passed down the aisle, her delicate face flushing angrily. Her father followed slowly and with great dignity, meeting the inquisitive glances of the small congregation with open scorn. One old lady re- marked in a loud whisper, which reached Merrill’s ears, “Now what do you think of that? What can be ailing John Merrill this time?” “Old John” snorted, paused beside pew and glared at her until she shrank back and hastily turned her head from the aisle while her hands trembled violently. When he was very sure that she was uncomfortable the outraged monarch of Pewter- ville passed on. His daughter was waiting for him a little way down the dusty road. She held her small body erect with head high and hands clasped tight. Her face changed from scarlet to white and then to scarlet again. As she waited there, the pic- ture of burning indignation, it seemed that she was poising for a charge into battle,—and indeed she was. She met her father’s eye unflinchingly and cried angrily: “You might have waiteduntil we were by ourselves before causing a scene,” and she drew herself up to her full height. “Waited—” shouted Old John. “I tell you no daughter of mine shall—” “Your daughter will do as she pleases.” hTe words came like bullets—fast, even, and distinct. “What? You speak like that to------” “Yes, to my father. That new suit was all right, although you found something wrong with it. You may go home. I am going back to the church.” And without another word she turned around and went back while he went slowly home. Mrs. Merrill was astonished when she saw her husband coming up the walk, and ran to the door. “John, where’s Jeanette?” she cried anxiously. “She’s at church, where—” he broke off suddenly and stared at his wife a minute, then said sternly: “Madame, I wish to see you. This has gone too far. Come into the dining room.” “Why, John! What has gone so far?” she gasped. “Come on,” and he marched into the house with his gentle, timid wife following in amazement. But at the door of the dining room it seemed as if some- thing else was wrong. John Merrill stopped, stared, and turned pale. When he spoke, his voice wras trembling with anger. “Take off—off that table cover,” he stormed. Mrs. Merrill paused, then hastened to obey. She cast quick anxious glances at her partner, w ho had given another gasn and Pae;e 62 KYOTE ANNUAL stood as if turned to stone. When the table cloth was put out of sight he said, and his voice was terrible in its calmness: “Now take down those window curtains.” But the woman sank weakly into a chair and buried her face in her hands, and sobbed. John Merrill’s face hardened. “You don’t need to try that on me,’.’ he shouted angrily. “Don’t you dare think fora minute that I will have my house decked out like that; I don't care if my girl has been to a high-toned school, and if it is style, I wron’t have it. Take them down. Do you hear? Be quick about it. Then take off that apron you have on. I won’t have it.” Poor Mrs. Merrill fearfully obeyed. When Mr. Merrill left the house and started for the stable she ran to the door and watched the stately figure until it disappeared into the stable. “Oh, John! Poor John!” she sighed. What have I done that my husband must lose his mind? Poor Jo------” She was interrupted by John calling: “Mother! Oh Jane!” She ran anxiously to meet him. Where is old Billy?” he demanded. “In the stable.” “No he isn’t. Don’t you think I have eyes? He’s gone and there’s a strange horse in his stall—a white one.” “See?” As they entered the door he pointed to a beautiful black horse. Mrs. Merrill’s face paled and she thought swiftly. Yes, that was Billy. Her husband’s mind must be wandering. She must help him. “John,” her voice was tender and low, “I don’t think you feel very well. Come to the house with me, please,” and she laid her hand pleadingly on his arm. He scowled, looked into her serious face and was puzzled. “What is it mother?” His tone softened. “I think—you—that is I believe you are feverish and out—kind of out of your head.” “Nonsense! I am all right. What I want to know,” again his voice grew harsh, is where is Billy?” She hesitated, then said softly but firmly, Billy is here. That's him. but something is the matter with you—I guess you don’t feel well. Come to the house and rest a while,” and she took him by the arm and led him. with gentle persuasions, from the stable. She remained silent the rest of the time, knowing that she had said all she dared. When Jeanette came home she found her mother at the gate looking anxiously down the street towards her. “Oh, Jeannette, your poor father is very sick,” was her greeting to the girl. “Sick, nothing!” her voice was sharp, “he just lost his temper. He was mad because the minister got a new suit. It is like it has always been. If he wasn’t so stubborn—” “Child, you don’t know what you are saying.” Then Mrs. Merrill told of her husband’s unusual actions at home. When she finished Jeanette’s eyes showed resentment but were rather puzzled and her lips trembled. Knowing as they did, John Merrill’s temper and pride, they decided not to let anyone know of their trouble but to wait until there was some decided change. The week that followed was a trying one for them. In the mysterious way that news sprads it was known all over the neighborhood that “Old John Merrill” had gone insane. But John Merrill nevertheless, continued to rule his little farm with an iron hand, defying all who came his way. True, he had moments when he was normal but to the two anxious women he could not stand anything white or black. But an end was bound to come. It started when the doctor heard that John Merrill had ordered the minister ofT his place for “wearing such clothes.” The kind old doctor made up his mind to visit the Merrill’s at once. So one morning he drove over to their farm and was made welcome by Jeanette who explained her father’s condition while Mrs. Merrill went for John. The doctor looked serious and started to speak but the voice of John was heard in the hall saying sarcastically: “Stopped in to pay us a little visit, did he? Kind of him, I’m sure. Suppose the ‘little visit’ will cost us five dollars.” Then the speaker appeared at the door saying: “Hello, Doc. You------” He broke off suddenly and stared at the doctor who had risen and come forward with hand extended. He was not surprised when after choking and swallowing a few times his host burst out: “You get out of here!” He was too angry to go on. The doctor walked up to him,and asked: John, what is wrong with me?” “Wrong! I won’t have a man that wears such clothes in my house. Get out of here, I tell you. You should know' better. I won't have it.” It was the same suit the doctor had worn for years, of black broadcloth. Tne accusation was the same that Merrill had made against the minister. The doctor thought rapidly. What is it that you don’t like about this suit?” “The color. Seems like everyone is going crazy—men wearing white- suits and women hanging black curtains at the windows.” His face was flushed and he spoke rapidly as one beside himself with anger. “I tell you I won’t have it. I never saw the like. Style or no style I won’t won’t have it! Get out!” and he took a threatening step forward. The doctor’s face cleared. Picking up a black satin pillow he asked what color it was. John Merrill gave it one scornful glance and exploded: “white!” The two women had been looking on in amazement and now Jeanette cried: “Oh, he isn’t insane. He's color blind!” and all the anxiety and suffer- ing of the past weeks showed in her cry. “Yes,” affirmed the doctor kindly, “but I think only in regard to black and white.” And a test proved his words to be true. Of course, they had a hard time to convince Old John Merrill that it was his eyes that were wrong and not the people but they finally succeeded and now it became a common occurrence to see old John Merrill walking down the street shaking his head and mutter- ing uncertainly to himself: “White is black. Black is white.” KYOTE ANNUAL Page 63 the C ha? ui rv T A r M Page b4 KYOTE ANNUAL o LATE AGAIN When the second bell is ringing And you’re only out of bed, With the music of the dance last night Still ringing in your head; And you can’t find that new necktie No matter how you look; While you shout adown the stairway— “Say, where is my German book?” Oh, your breakfast looks so tempting As you hasten through the room, But you don't dare stop to eat it Lest you suffer all the gloom Of remaining in the school house When the rest have gone away. As a punishment to make you Come on time another day. Then you hurry down the alley All by your lonely self; And you’re choking on the cooky Snatched from off the pantry shelf. And you pull your hat on tighter As you run the seventh block. But no use: No, you can’t make it! It’s eight-fifty by the clock. E. T. '17. KYOTE ANNUAL Page 65 A TREASURE HUNT The night hangs low and black, now and then distant thunder rumbles among the mountains. The ranch house looms big and gloomy. Every- thing slumbers and the breeze rustles sleepily through the pines—no, not everything is asleep—three shadowy figures creep noislessly down the veranda steps. Keeping close to the wall they move swiftly to the back of the house. Here they collect various heavy objects which look like pickaxes, shovels and things. The little procession steals sleuthily down the canyon—a coyote howls, the three shadows shiver in their shoes but they sneak bravely on—for theirs is a daring undertaking. When safely out of sight of the house they halt to light the lantern which the tall slim shadow now carries at the head of the procession. Through underbrush and over boulders they scramble until the little fat shadow' is all out of breath. Now they hold consultation at the foot of a high cliff. Where’s your chart, Skinny?” nervously asks the medium sized shadow. Skinny, whose real name is Gwendolyn Amelia, produces from her sweater pocket an old battered paper and holds it to the light. Twenty paces north from the big pine at the foot of the cliff, where the buffalo w-ere run off,” she reads. The fire that swept through here twenty years ago must have destroyed the pine, that’s why no one has ever found the train robber’s gold. I have decided that this is the remains of the pine tree,” and she walks over to a huge, charred, crumbling stump. Who is going to do the pacing?” asks the little fat shadow. You,” reply the others. “Oh, no, it’s too spooky down there in the dark—let’s all pace.” They eagerly start off, but. when they are through, the long-legged Skinny” stands ten feet beyond the other two. The question arises, where shall we dig?” Each is positive that she stands over the treasure. But look here,” argues Skinny, a train robber would never take little mincing steps like you two. Peg, hand me the pickaxe, you can hold the lan- tern Tubby—hold her high now.” They excitedly gather around the spot where Skinny has started to dig. Just think—thirty thousand dollars awaits us here under the sod—ten thousand apiece. Oh. isn’t it delicious?” giggles Peg. They dig and dig and dig. This ground doesn’t seem very hard, not having been touched for twenty-five years,” remarked Peg. Oh. yes, but you had me dig through the rocks for you,” says Tub in an all-in tone of voice. But here she starts violently. What's that? Listen! Oh. Skinny, it’s a bear. Shoot it, shoot it.” The courageous “Skinny” looks wildly for the revolver which she has brought along for safety’s sake. Peg tremblingly hands it to her. As the dark form emerges from the underbrush Skinny” bravely takes aim—and fires heavenward. The old family dog bounds forth joyously and, smiling sweetly, licks her hand. The excitement over the K9 joins the little circle and the digging pro- ceeds. With a mighty swing Tub” brings the pick down on the earth like a ton of brick—and breaks off the handle. “Aha—I’ve struck something,” she cries joyously. Hurry—help me dig.” They dig with might and main. “It’s a box!” “An iron bound box!” “It’s the treasure sure!” Trembling with glee they scrape the earth away and haul it out—it seems very light for a treasure chest containing thirty thousand dollars in gold. One blow of the shovel breaks the lock—the cover is hastily lifted and there before them lies a birght golden—lemon. There is also a little rhyme: Oh, sisters dear, I greatly fear That you are stung again. The box I left here As a souvenir I got the bold—years ago—ten. Your Loving brother. S. O. S. Page � ;g KYOTE ANNUAL SENIORS Seniors! Oh, what a word sublime. Truly fitting to grace a rhyme! Oh! how it fills our hearts with joy, Yet. ah! it's not without alloy. What does it mean to us, you say? Four years of work and not of play, Four years of joy, for work is joy To each ambitious girl or boy. Now that we’ve reached the end o’ the way, I mf ns I urn ami ii survey: Look through the vista of the years. And trace the path, part stained with tears. The path has been bright and shadowed too, Alas! sometimes projects looked “blue. The teachers, oh! dear, how patient they were, We now look back and their names revere. The pale mists lift from distant cliffs. Back thro’ the years our memory drifts, All ages of our life wre view When others us, as Freshmen, knew’. Our High School days will ever be A refreshing spot in memory. Where the birds sing and flowers bloom. Ah! yes, we’ll gladly give them room. Then Sophies prim and Juniors gay. As each we've trod that narrow way, These recollections to us are dear. They partially blot out future fear. But we’ve played our part in the High School role, We’ve set our eyes on another goal. But oft while musing, scene by scene, Weil follow the completion of our dream. And, as we look back on our High School days, And see the joys, the sorrows, the ways Of a High School student, we can’t but long. To be back again among the throng. There’s where we applied arithmetic, There’s where geometry wouldn’t stick. There’s where we studied, alas! to learn That the sea of know ledge we’d only discern. Some of us may re-enter these walls, As teachers whom the board installs. So farewell student, teacher and friend, May your path of life still upward trend. E. G. and B. C. KYOTE ANNUAL Page 67 Page 68 KYOTE ANNUAL KYOTE ANNUAL Page 69 «� A SENIOR (by one) We stand tonight on the threshold of life. On the brink of the great unknown. We have come with you to the parting of ways, And must venture on alone. But whether our life is sunny or sad, Our position high or low. We shall always remember the B. H. S. And the days of long ago. (by a Junior) Look at him reverentially And avoid him with care. Pat his head gingerly. He has nothing to spare. He lives in the future. He will graduate yet, But the tho’t of departure Fills his soul with regret. Not that he worries O’er himself or his fate, But of depriving B. H. S. Of all that is great. (by a Soph.) Why you poor simps study so hard Is more than I can see; You have probably noticed that I don’t; Yet, just take a look at me! Just take a tip from one who knows. It doesn’t help a bit to grind You only work yourself to death And finally lose your mind. (by a Freshman) When through long years of study and toil. Through ever raising transitor We at last have reached our goal And claim your high positor I hope that our record may be as bright And our hearts may be as true, And that our footsteps shall ever follow The paths which were made by you. GRACE Y. EMILY ZOE DONEE GRACE HORTENSE ELLA GRACE WILDER LOTA ESTHER KYOTE ANNUAL Page 71 i ... .. i ATHLETICS i rase 72 KYOTE ANNUAI A GENEROUS FRIEND Dr. C. F. Watkins, prominent physician and surgeon of Billings, is the giver of sweaters to each winner of a B in ath- letics this year. Twenty players and Coach Thorine were the fortunate ones, getting the best quality Marinette sweater, black with orange B for the football, and orange with black B for the basketball. Dr. Watkins is an alumnus of the University of Michigan, with an M to show that he was a leading athlete there. He says that the fond memories which his old M sweaters bring to him are the cause of his generosity to the High School. This unsolicited gift, generous as it is, is not all: Dr. Watkins has promised that next year he will stand ready to make a similar reward to our winners of Bs. Here’s grateful thanks from the entire High School to him who, from the busy life of his profession, turned aside to make others happy. KYOTE ANNUAL Page 73 Page 74 KYOTE ANNUAL OWINGS SMITH GABBER! REYNOLDS BROCKWAY HARRIS LEEDOM MECKLENBURG CHAPEL MITCHELL HAYDEN JACOBS BRYAN KYOTE ANNUAL Page 75 FOOTBALL The football season of 1915 was much more successful than anyone would dare to hope at the beginning of the year. At that time prospects for an A-l football team were sadly shattered, because of a lack of men with real football experi- ence. An abundance of good material, however, easily made up for this deficiency. There were 35 boys out for practice every evening for the whole season which aided materially in round- ing the team into shape. The team would have amounted to only an average team if it had not been for the wonderful coaching of Byron J. Chapel. Coach Chapel was successful in instilling that one element of “fight” which really was the team’s greatest asset. The season ended with the team holding 1,000 per cent perfect. Scores: B. H. S., 33—Sheridan, 0. B. H. S., 78—Lewistown, 0. B. H. S., 68—Livingston, 0. B. H. S.f 0—Great Falls, 0. B. H. S., 13—Bozeman. 7. B. H. S.. 7—Sheridan. 3. SOME CHICKEN DINNER To take the wrinkles out of the Athletic Association pocket- book and to pay up some of our honest debts incurred this year a chicken dinner w as given Saturday evening, May 12. In spite of the bad day we made over $70.00. The following students and faculty are responsible for its success: Ronald Ries, chairman; Beeman, Watson, Morrison, Sheffield, Wilson, Mitchell, Mecklenburg, Misses Bennett, Talgo, Williams, Orrick, Wesh, Allen, Fogler, Randolph, Renwick, Davinson, W. J. Shirley. Miss Clark, Miss Myers. Miss Shurtz, Miss Wolgamot, Mr. McCall. Page 76 KYOTE ANNUAL ANDY THORINE BYRON CHAPEL KYOTE ANNUAL Page 77 BASKET BALL The 1916 Basket Ball team was composed of new men; Harris and Reynolds being the only veterans on the line-up. A large number of boys turned out, however, and Coach Thorine succeeded in developing a very acceptable quint. Early in the season games were lost to Cody and Big Timber, but these defeats were turned to victories wrhen we played them the return games. The team was changed in their lineup several times and each shakeup seemed to be of great benefit and w'ith Gabbert and Mitchell at forward, Harris, center, Hays and Bryan and Reynolds at guards, the team pre- sented its strongest lineup. Page 78 KYOTE ANNUAL BASKET BALL The team, though not the best that has represented Billings High in recent years, has not been excelled in the matter of fight or real endeavor, and in looking over the showing made throughout the season, we must consider that all of the men with whom Coach Thorine had to work were inexperienced in High School Basket Ball. Owing to the new Season Athletic Association Ticket plan, larger crowds than usual attended the games. The largest crowd that ever attended a B. H. S. Basket Ball Game was present at the Yellowstone Dis- trict Tournament, held at Billings. This increased enhusiasm will do much to bring out more material for next year’s team, and thus will raise the standard of the B. H. S. team. KYOTE ANNUAL Page 79 BASKET BALL Cody, 36; Billings 8.....................................at Cody Big Timber, 13; Billings 23..........................at Billings Big Timber, 25; Billings 12...................... at Big Timber Lewistown, 15; Billings 48...........................at Billings Helena, 24; Billings 35.............................. at Billings Helena, 36; Billings 25..............................at Helena Lewistown, 24; Billings 38 at Lewistown Cody, 24; Billings 25................................at Billings Fage 80 K VOTE ANNUAL KYOTE ANNUM Page 81 Page 82 KYOTE ANNUAL WILSON PUEHLER STROLE SHOULES SAMPLE WALKER KESSELHUTH WHITE HOLLY INABNIT MELVIN POWELL SLEEPER LING KYOTE ANNUAL Page 83 ORCHESTRA The High School Orcestra has been unusually successful this year. Under the excellent leadership of Mrs. Kesselhuth, the members have reached a stage in harmony, which, while not perfect, is nevertheless a joy to hear. The orchestra has practiced diligently twice a week, enabling them to play for every special occasion held in the auditorium during the year. In the joint concert given by the Glee Club and the Orchestra on May 12, 1916, they did credit to themselves and to their instructor. The Orchestra members are: First Violins Kendall Shaules, Helen Sample Mandolin.......Pauline Powell, Grace Walker, Luella ...................Ling. Chrystal Strole, Ada Sleeper Cornet................................ Lonnie White Drums........................... Wilson McDonald Piano...............................Dorothy Puehler Page 84 KYOTE ANNUAL WILSON JACOBS WILSON-GREEN POUND KYOTE ANNUM Page 85 DEB A TE According to the new system inaugurated this year by the state debating league, Billings was paired off with Miles City for her first and only debate. To the winning team went the honor of district champion- ship and from the victorious team one member receiving highest marks was to compete in the finals at Missoula. Billings won the unanimous vote of judges on the Unicameral Legislature question taking the nega- tive side of the question. Robert Pound, Harold Green and John Jacobs with Edward Wilson as alternate represented the school and comprised what may concede to be the best debate team in the annals of the Billings High School. Mr. Jacobs received two firsts from the judges, which entitled him to a place in the state contest. Here he succeeded in capturing second place in the individual championship race, losing first by a narrow mar- gin to Tom Brockway of Butte. The school loses all four men by graduation this year. Page 86 KYOTE ANNUAL EXTEMPORANEOUS CONTEST John Jacobs easily carried off first honors in the local extemporanious speaking contest and thereby entered the race at Bozeman during the Basket Ball Tournament season. His subject in the final contest was “Patriotism.” (A Page 88 KYOTE ANNUAL DECLAMATORY Seventy-five people, most of whom were members of spoken English classes, entered the first preliminary for declamation honors. Eight peo- ple were finally sifted from the number and the final contest was held in the Auditorium, the evening of May first. Mr. David Roe, repeated his generous donation and five cash prizes were announced—five dollars for first place; four for second; three for third; twro for fourth and one for fifth. The prizes wfent to Marie O’Malley. Esther Roth, Viva Hewett, Mirron Melvin and Clara Bauer. The last two tied for fourth place. Miss O’Malley represented B. H. S. at the state contest at Missoula. KYOTE ANNUAL Page 89 STRUT AND FRET “Life’s but a walking shadow, A poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more.” Macbeth. Act V. Sc. V. “Strut and Fret” has accomplished all it set out to do this year. Meetings have been held regularly and many enjoyable programs have been presented before the members and some before the student body as a whole. Several one and two-act sketches have been cleverly dramatized with all the stage accessories. Aside from the interest in dramatics the club has proved wrorthy as a social organization as well. Officers from the Junior class were elected late in the second semester to carry on the work of the club in their senior year. They are as follows: President, Vice President, Grace Walker. Treasurer, Henry Foster. Secretary. Florence Mitchell. KYOTE ANNUAL Pace U] GIRLS’ GLEE CLUB Early in the fall, even before football practice was well under way, the girls under the leadership of Miss Burton had organized a Glee Club. Forty girls joined the chorus and it was not long until the High knew that the girls were ready to make B. H. S. famous for its singing as well as for its athletics. Every Monday at three-thirty the girls were seen crowding into Room Seven eager for their weekly practice. In addition to their regular work the Glee Club sang for the County Teachers’ Institute. On Friday, May 14. in a joint concert with the High School Orches- tra they made themselves famous as well as raised a fund for the purchas- ing of a Victrola for the High School. The girls have worked hard and much credit is due to Miss Burton, their competent and enthusiastic- leader. Page 92 KYOTE ANNUAL KYOTE ANNUAL Page 93 SOCIETAS CLASSICAS The Classical Society, or Latin Club as it is more commonly called, was organized during the first semester of 1915-lfi and held its first meeting at the home of Muriel Perkins, 1240 North 30th St., on October 13th. This association has filled a long felt want of the students and teachers of the classical department and has met with wonderful success. The mission of the club is to promote greater interest in the study of I atin and of Roman customs and to bring the pupils and teachers of this branch into closer social relation. The general program of the meetings, all of which—except- ing the first—took place in the Freshman Assembly, consisted of several musical selections, recitations, one chapter from the “House-boat on the Styx,” the reading of the “Satura Romana ’ the official paper of the club and certain other “special” fea- tures, all given by the pupils. One of these “specials” was a vision seen by a modern school boy (Bennet Smith) of the illus- trious Caesar (John Jacobs) who imparted much sound advice to the sleeping scholar concerning the study of Latin. Another was an excellent delivery by Cicero of his “Defiance Edward Wilson impersonating the famous orators. But perhaps the greatest undertaking of this kind was the presentation of Act 3, Scene 1, of Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar, when John Jacobs, again representing Caesar, was basely assassinated and dragged from the stage by his class mates. As a final treat for the members of the club, a picnic on the north Rimroeks was given on May 10th. The crowd left imme- diately after the dismissal of school and tramped to the bluffs where, after the usual “exploring,” all fell upon the excellent and generous lunches furnished by the girls. The association has certainly produced its desired effect on the students; and the summer vacation surely ends a most successful and enter- taining vear for the “Societas Classicas.” —ELISE T. Page 94 KYOTE ANNUAL BRYAN, Secretary HARRIS, President MORRISON. T.rasurer KYOTE ANNUAL Page 95 CLUB In commemoration of the students who have attended the B. H. S. and have won their letters, there has been organized a “B” Club. Each boy who has won his letter is elligible to membership into the club. A large wodden “BM has been made in which each member is allowed to carve his initials, to signify the number of “B’s” he has won. This, it is thought, will be a little more of an inducement for some of the boys to get out for athletics, because it means as much to a boy who is interested in ath- letics. to carve his initials on the “B” as it does to a studious person to have his or her name on the honor roll. KYOTE ANNUAL Page 97 K WE-' W f illt 1J HIKING CLUB. When it was reported at the beginning of the fall term that the girls of the Hillings High were to have no athletics this year, a band of enthusiasts resolved to take affairs in their own hands. A meeting was called of all girls interested in athletics. Room 15 was filled to overflowing and the Hiking Club was organized. For the first few weeks, early in the morning cat- calls and High School yells awakened the farmers as the girls hiked merrily to the bluffs or river, but as the mornings grew colder the club became thinner and smaller until it waned away and died from lack of nourishment. There was talk of a resur- rection in the spring but nothing came of it and wre dutifully buried it in the B. H. S. Graveyard. DRUM CORPS. I ate on the evening of Nov. 22 the Drum Corps passed away. The deceased was the infant son of the Billings High. He died at the tender age of one month. No good reason has been given for his death as Doc. Harris was unable to diagnose the case. The greatest care had been given the child—drums had been bought for him by all of the influential boys of the school, so that he might have the best kind of assorted noises. The deceased is survived by a distant cousin, the Basket Ball Team, which rumor says is mourning merely because they now' cannot receive its support. The body was interred in the High School Graveyard by many sorrowing friends. All acquaintances sympathize with the bereaved relatives. AMI-SLANG CLUB. The Anti-Slang Club came into being at the inspiration of Sam Leedom, who, fearing Miss Mattern’s anger in public speaking classes because of his terrible slang, decided that oth- ers in the class needed reforming as well as he. However Sam left school at the end of the first semester and the club could not exist longer without his patronage. Another new grave was made in the B. H. S. Graveyard. IN MEMORIAM. One of the most pathetic events which occurred this year was the death of the Short-hand Club. The first meeting was held at the home of Sister Alethia Johnson. Just members of the class attended and not all of them. Miss Rossiter and Miss Stevens showed their “fetchin’-up” by breading the sofa. Mr. Steadman gave a very interesting talk after which delicious refreshments were served. The meeting was very good but something seemed lacking—BOYS. The next meeting was held at the home of Rena Stevens. Every girl brought her brother, but as Marie Brockway had none she took Sam Leedom. It was this winter’s night in June, when the sun obscured the moon that the Short-hand club passed away. Don’t mean to say that there wrasn’t any fun— lots of pep. Marie played “rags” while Sam and Dutch sang “Alfalfa Hay.” A regular feed was served and the party broke up at a late hour. Page 98 _KYOTE ANNUAL_ CALENDAR Sept. 13.—The ice man is still doing a bum business. No school. Sept. 14.—Ton of coal arrived at the heating plant. Vaca- tion while they unload. Sept. 15.—A row of baby cabs, go-carts, and other Fresh- man vehicles announce the opening of school. Sept. 16.—The day after school started. Ask anybody. Sept. 17.—Football hopes meet a very nice man called Chapel, who in turn tips us off to the idodine bottle. We see both very often. Sept. 19.—Seniors bring their summer elections to a close. Class elects Clarence Bryan president. Sept. 21.—Harris has a vacation at football. Time used falling on ball. Sept. 22.—Rough-neck day. Mr. McCall asked Beeman to put on his necktie, and go to his room. Chapel kicks two rough- necks out south door. Sept. 25.—Brockway starts to convince Bea Renwick that prohibition is the only thing. Sept. 27.—First day of music. Too serious to joke about. Oct. 1.—Tomorrow we are booked for a clean-up by Sheri- dan. Oct. 2.—Sheridan vs. Billings. 0-33. Juniors out in colors. Dance. Oct. 4.—Sheridan fellows visit our school. Oct. 5.—“Chuch” leads in some new yells. Athletic officers elected. We hope they remember who they are. Bryan decides Chappie is boss after all. Oct. 7.—Some one springs a good joke. “Let’s have a Kyote this year!” Oct. 8.—Gertrude Fergus elected Editor-in-chief. Oct. 9.—Fine little Kyote comes out. Very popular. Oct. 10.—Report cards out. Hayden hopes to get on honor roll. Oct. 11.—Great commotion in lower hall. Gabbert sees new girl. Girl can’t see Gabbert. Oct. 12.—Columbus Day—A crowd of disappointed Sophs, thinking school in session, turned away. Oct. 14.—Big rally down town. Lots of noise. Miss Mattern says. “Speak from a Ford?—Not I!” Oct. 16.—Some game! Lewistown 0, Billings 78. Oct. 17.—Corn husking bee at Alice Baker’s. Oh you red ears! Oct. 19.—Latin Club organizes. Both members ask to see Miss Clark home. Oct. 20.—Wiener Roast on Rimrocks. Harris and Mitchell play “Uncle Tom’s Cabin” over the embers. Oct. 21-23.—Junior and Senior Prom is planned. Oct. 24.—Joint meeting is held. We were told by a Senior in good standing, “we could come in just a mask.” Oct. 25. Great Falls, 0; Billings, 0. Some little party. Thanks to the cider. Oct. 27.—Misses Tearse and Johnston are seen at the notion counter in Wool worth’s, pricing Fords. Oct. 28.—Music in German class by Bryan, Goodwill, Rey- nolds and Chappie. Oct. 29. Flags are given to school. Oct. 30. Ada Sleeper comes to school with her hair in curls. Oct. 31.—“Briny” broke his glasses. Nov. 1.—“Sam” Leedom broke out with a bad case of hang nails. Nov. 2.—Miss Gene Edith West reads in Assembly. Nov. 3.— Harold l ane has become a man. (Long pants.) Nov. 4.—Alex Frazer wants to, but his sister won’t let him. Nov. 5.—“Mike” discovers he can’t go through school on his pedigree. “Cornell or bust!” KYOTE ANXUAI Page 99 Nov. 6. Onion Day! Whew! Meeting of onion eaters in Shirley’s room. Shirley goes out. Nov. 10.—Sheridan entertains football team in snow. Nov. 11.— Time out—“Gabby” disappeared in the drifts. Nov. 12.—Gentle reader, we hesitate to record this. The whole Senior room was plunged into deepest despair. Walter Mecklenburg was seen to appropriate “Pete” Powell’s ever- ready powder puff which he used all week for polishing his Ford. Nov. 13. Junior Play cast announced. C. Reynolds and Jack Orrick seem very happy. Nov. 14.— Bryan sells out his stock of school books. Nov. 15.—Caesar Augustus Thebeau actually does some- thing useful. Laus Deo! Nov. 17.—Grace Walker’s party at Elks’ Club. Jack leaves town. Nov. 18.—Gone but not forgotten. Life is dull and gloomy. Nov. 19.—Debate on football field whether to disband or or not “Rube,” “Meek,” and “Dutch” want to play all winter. Others dissent. Nov. 20.—Scramble at training quarters to get suits and other things that don’t belong to you. Nov. 21.—Anticipation! Nov. 22.—Turkey and Cranberries. Nov. 23-25.—VACATION! Nov. 26.—Blue Monday. Nov. 27.—Football banquet?????? Nov. 28.—New Kyote. Welcome news. Nov. 29.—William McCall becomes ill. Nov. 30.—VACATION! Dec. 1.— (Alumni note). “Bill” George begins to deliver Christmas presents from Uncle Sam. Dec. 3.—Sophomore Party (Ex-Sophs attended). Dec. 6.—Juniors decide on Class pins. Dec. 8.—Dramatic Club present “Return of Deborah.” Dec. 10.—“Brock” asks Bea to go to the “B” dance—Bea will be glad to be at the ”B” dance. Dec. 13.—Anti-Slang League organized at B. H. S. “Sam” Leedom elected president. Dec. 16.—John Jacobs shoots himself in the feet—Cer- tainly, he is “defeated” in oratory. Dec. 18.—“Dutch.” still hanging around Woolworth’s looking for Pete’s Christmas present, meets her coming out with his watch. Dec. 23.—Small imitation of real Assemblies. School dis- missed for holidays. Dec. 27.—“B” Dance held at Elks Club. One rousing time. Jan. 1.— Early in the morning—everyone on the streets going home from New Year’s party. I ater in the afternoon—Oh, what a head! Jan. 2.—Good resolutions broken. Jan. 4.—Movies. Jan. 5.—Cody beat Billings, 38-8. Jan. 6.—Everyone had the Grippe. Jan. 7.—Everyone had the Grippe. Jan. 8.—Everyone had the Grippe. Jan. 10.—Air resounds with crash of broken resolutions. Jan. 12.—Sock day. Jan. 13.—Examinations!?! Jan. 15.—Free swimming at Y. M. C A. Jan. 18.—Ladies’ Aid Bazaar. Meet at the home of Sister Johnson. Jan. 20.—Flunk cards arrive. Jan. 21.—Classes resumed in earnest? Jan. 22.—Holiday! Vacation! Mr. McCall killed his cat. Jan. 23.—F. Harris has a new tie. Friedman had a fire sale. Jan. 24.—Day nursery opened in basement. For benefit of Freshies. Jan. 25.—Cabaret at Elks. Jan. 26.—School bell rang and the day passed on. Jan. 27.—Freshie found in Senior Assembly. Name it and you can have it. Jan. 28.—Christmas jewelry begins to turn green. Jan. 29.—“Musty Suffer” on at the Regent. Jan. 31.—School is dismissed to let February in. Feb. 1.—“Dutch” contemplating buying a dog team. Mer- cury 40 degrees below'. Feb. 2.—Harris froze his ears. Page 100 KYOTE ANNUAL Feb. 3.—Skating. Hard knocks! Feb. 6.—Harris has brain fever—can’t find where one cent of Atheltic Association money went. He’s treasurer, you know! Feb. 7.—Prize fight in Assembly. Only one round. Deci- sion given to Miss Hunkins. “Jerry” Prendergast victim. Feb. 8.—Orthello decides to study after what happened to “Jerry.” Feb. 10.—Air froze in Mr. Powell’s vacuum hose. Feb. 11.—Junior Class Play “The Rivals” given at High School Auditorium. Fine crowd. Feb. 15.—Basket Ball boys practice in mittens and fur caps. Feb. 16.—“Samule” Leedom left town. A shame! A BLESSING! Feb. 17.—No personal editor though the office was filled. Feb. 20.—Noon dismissal bell rung twro minutes late. Frank Harris faints from hunger. He got up too late to eat breakfast. Feb. 21.—“Speck” gets lost from his brother Freshmen. Found wandering forlornly in Senior Assembly. Feb. 22.—Washington’s Birthday. Schools take well- earned holiday. Feb. 24.—Miss Wolgamot accidentally locks herself in her room. Terrific thumps on door heard by “Bus” Coleman, who comes gallantly to the rescue. Feb. 26.—“Dutch” Mitchell attempts to walk on new white shoes of Senior girl. Consequently dignified Senior knocks down eight Freshmen in the hall trying to escape “Dutch.” Feb. 28.—Unearthly sounds heard in assembly at 3:30. Only our usual orchestra practice. Feb. 29.—Girls’ Leap Year Dance. BOYS SAVED A DOL- LAR. FOR ONCE. OH JOY! OH BLISS! March 1.—Windy. Carson Mowre blown awfav. Couldn’t get to school. March 2.-—Frank Harris tries to get cap large enough to cover his ears. Several clerks insane. March 6.—Dramatic Club meets. Very sensational. March 7.—“Bus” Coleman studying stars at Rimrocks, falls off. Requiescal in pace. March 8.—Debates. Everyone happy. March 9.—Dr. Watkins awards B’s to B. H. S. March 10.—“Mike” Reynolds has Latin lesson two days in succession. March 11.—“Mike” has bad case of brain fever. March 12.—Relatives summoned. March 14.—Extemporaneous speaking contest. “Mike” and “Dutch” being affected by stage fright, flee to the woods. March 15.—Kyotes out. March 16.—Mr. Shirley and 7th Period Assembly have a falling-out. Students drenched in tears of sorrow. March 17.—Peace once more. March 18.—Latin Club meets. Burlesque on Julius Caesar given. March 20.—Delicious odor of H, S2 permeates the 7th Period Assembly. March 21.—Mr. Shirley taken to hospital with nervous prostration. March 23.—Miss Hewett w-ears newf pumps to 4th Period German Class. Miss Weston frantic. Fails to get admiring students gaze off floor. March 25.—Spring Vacation. Hurrah! March 28.—Rain! Rain! Rain! April 1.—Saturday rain. No school. Basket Ball party given by Miss Mattern. April 3.—Monday. More rain. Some school. April 4.—Bus Coleman suggests that Henry Foster cash the checks in his new suit. April 5.—German class discovers that they can talk Ger- man? April 6.—Call for track athletics. Both report. April 7.—Frank Harris starts running the hurdle race. See April 26. April 8.—Still running. April 10.—Sen-ior B. V. D. Sum-mer here. April 11.—Heinzman speaks at Boy’s club. April 13.—Glee Club “Juliets” serenade Mr. Steadman. April 14.—Brockway cops prize at Girl’s knitting society. KYOTE ANNUAL Page 101 April 17.—Dutch Mitchell slips In room 10 on banana peel. Mac says he will have to have the slip signed. April 18. Assembly roll called in High School Sweet Shop. The regular late ones are late as usual. April 19.—Frank Harris, Miss Wolgamot and Dorothy Puehler start through office door together. April 20.—Senior play cast chosen. Miss Mattern decides Johnnie Jacobs will make a good social wreck. April 22.—Clarence Bryan starts posing for Senior pic- ture. April 24.—Days of real sport. April 26.—Harris running still. April 27.—Same as April 13. April 30.—Last day before May. Orthello Smith will be Queen of the May. Pa se 102 KYOTE ANNUAL THE CAMP ON THE LITTLE BIG HORN By MAYME E. FINLEY. Inspired by “The Camp of the Little Big Horn,” a Throssel Print. Mighty Big Horn, murmuring waters. Close beside thee was our home; We. the Crows, a peaceful people. Through your valleys did we roam For the wild deer, who, at sunset. Came to drink his thirsting fill; Only raised his head to listen As the night bird sang his trill. Knew he not the stinging arrow Would find its way into his heart, Like the sorrow to the Red Man When from Big Horn he must part. (Continued on Page 125.) Page 104 KYOTE ANNUAL THE TRAPPER S HOME KYOTE ANNUAL Page 105 THE WEST Out where the hanclasp’s a little stronger. Out where the smile dwells a little longer, That’s where the West begins, Out where the sun is a little brighter, Where the snows that fall are a trifle whiter, Where the bonds of home are a wee bit tighter. That’s where the West begins. Out where the skies are a trifle bluer, Out where friendship’s a little truer, That’s where the West begins. Out where a fresher breeze is blowing, Where there’s laughter in every streamlet flowing. Where there’s more of reaping and less of sowing. That’s where the West begins. Out where the world is in the making. Where fewer hearts in despair are aching. That’s where the West begins. Where there’s more of singing and less of sighing. Where there’s more of giving and less of buying. And a man makes friends without half trying— That’s w here the West begins, —From the American Bar Association Journal. THE SENTINEL KYOTE ANNUAL Page 107 j J jM 3 £ i 5 0 A j J Page 108 KYOTE ANNUAL Mr. Shirley: (adjusting a wireless receiver on Miss Hunkins’ head). “Now. I’ll send you a message.” —. . « .—. ’’Did you get that?” Miss Hunkins: (Trying to disentangle her hair from the receiver). “I do believe 1 have one of those electric waves caught in my hair.” • it Miss Hunkins: “What is a rhombus?” Doris Morrison: “A square pushed over.” • • • WANT ADS: A boy to deliver oysters that can ride a bicycle. Children cared for by competent woman between one and five years. LOST: A parasol on Fifth Ave. by a man with a bone handle. • • • TO LET: Apartments ready for occupants newly remodeled. • • • FOR SALE: Bathing suits reduced to almost nothing. Handsome bull pup; aged. 4 months; will eat anything; very fond of children. • • Viva Hewett: “Oh, for the love of ‘Mike ” Jack Orrick: “No. no. Viva, for the love of ‘Caroline.’ ” • • • History 1A: “Caligula was an insane man. He murdered many people and threw spectators into the wild beasts of the arena.” « • • Old King Cole was a merry old soul And a merry old soul was he; But he never had to track Items for an almanac Which accounts for his jollite. Opportunity knocks but once: student knockers please note. • • • When is a joke not a jok°? When it is on us. « • • Miss Weston (3A German): “and you will find a list of strong verbs in your appendix.” • • • TO THE RIVALS. Lindsay Hayden, most decorous lad With a nice hair cut and looking so glad. Adorned in a beautiful powdered wig You sure look cute in a colonial rig. But. Faulkland, beware, lest a maiden fool you And you lose the heart of the beautiful Julia. Who is that youth with complexion so rare? Why does he kiss the maiden so fair? With her sweet sunny face and eyes so blue She is Elsie, our darling, as fresh as the dew, And he, fickle youth, is Henry the bold: His joy is sublime in the message untold. What a terrible noise is that that we hear? The lad Dutch in a passion, ’tis clear, He storms and he raves and swears he will fight The rival for Caroline with all his might. But, alas, for Dutch! His rival’s his friend So. take care, Bob Acres, your temper to mend. —Margaret Noah. T8. • • • Lloyd Morrison (translating German): “The boy pushed his hat on one side and scratched himself on the other side.” • • • It was in the extemporaneous essay writing contest. The directions said, “Write your own name and address on a slip of paper and seal it up in an envelope. Then address the envelope to your pen name.” Whereupon Harold Green addressed his envelope to Conklin’s Self Filling Fountain Pen. KYOTE ANNUAL Page 109 THE BUXTON TWINS. Two very similar twins is we, I'm just like him, he’s just like me: Now are I him or is he me. Or is we both? How can it be? Us would be much obliged to you If you’d please tell us which is who. • • OUR ADVERTISEMENTS. O merchant, in thine hour of e e e, If on this paper you should c c c, Take my advice and now get y y y, Go straight ahead and advert i i i. You’ll find the stunt the best to u u u, And one neglect cannot ex-q q q. A silent business soon de-k k k. Don’t stick with these old-fashioned j j j. • • Lives of great men all remind us How they struggled every one. We could leave a name behind us But we’d miss a lot of fun. • SOME NEW EXCUSES. Dear teacher: Please excuse Willie’s absence from school yesterday. I kneaded him here at home. Dear Mr. Markley: Please excuse Tommy for being absent this morning. He fell in the mud. By doing the same you will greatly oblige. HIS MOTHER. Excuse Willie this morning as he is dead. HIS FATHER. Kindly excuse Johnnie’s absence, he is my son, I am his MOTHER. • • • Freshman Boy: Where is Mr. Shirley? Mr. McCall: He has left the building. You will find him at his rooms. You know where he rooms, don’t you? Freshie: Oh, yes! Up at Hewett’s. MONEY. Money is “tin” to the rooter, To the butcher it is “bones,” The circus man speaks of his “rhino,” “Quids” the tobacconist owns. “Chink” doth the laundryman term it, Taxidermists “the stuff,” It’s “dough,” of course, to the baker, And “bucks” to the hunter rough. The cobbler refers to his “booty,” Of his ‘wad” the gunmaker talks, It is “plunks” to the banjo teacher, And the quarryman calls it rocks.” • • • WE WONDER: What made Harold Green? How could Viva Hewett? Why is Esther King? What made Dorothy Fear? Is David Moss? Did Harold Suiter? Why is Dewey Wrigley? Would he Mary Freeman? Did Vesta Link them together? In the Forest Snow was how deep? Who Knox Moore down? Did Frances Spear him? Why is Gwynne Slack? Was Frances Mann-ly? What did Robert Pound? With whom did Stanley Roe? Why did Myrtle Klammer? Is Jessie Scilley? • • 10 words make 1 joke. 10 jokes make 1 personal department. 10 personal departments make 1 tired. (Continued on Page 126.) Page 110 KYOTE ANNUAL LIMERICKS A keeper of silence, still, sublime, Arleigh Kerr is a thinker really fine. He has one real wish— To eat boiled codfish, And on these he will usually dine. —Arleigh Kerr. There’s a tall young gent named Roe, Who has many a friend, but no foe, And when he does smile, 8ure you see it a mile. This groceryman steady and slow. —Stanley Roe. • • • Oh here's to our jolly Miss Pope, For fun she’B our one brightest hope; When asked to recite She’d much rather fight— Oh, we certainly laugh at her dope —Ethel Pope. • + There is a charming young daughter Who soon will be led to the altar She’s as sweet as a peach Just out of your reach. Marriage ties will soon be her halier. —Ada Sleeper. ♦ His name is Harry Beeman, He makes a very good seaman, He went out to sea. Now a captain is he. Giving orders stern to the leeman. —Harry Beeman. ♦ There is a young westerner wild. Who lived with the Crows as a child, But he has tamed dow-n Since he came to town And now is quite gentle and mild. M. Reynolds. LIMERICKS Marie Brockway. a tall girl is she. Report says she’ll not long be free— She’s not very snappy So we know he’ll be happy All his life if he marries Marie. —M. Brock way. • The essence of all that is crazy This excellent gent named Hazy— His eyes they are blue His hair’s yellow, too— He certainly looks like a daisy. —Arnold Hayes. A girl full of giggles is Grace She has a very nice face Some day she’ll awake And know she’s a fake And the way she will laugh’s a disgrace. —Grace Goddard. ♦ • Alice Baker went for some flour, So her bread could be baked in an hour, But she flew in a rage. Went on a rampage. For when it waa baked it was sour. —Alice Baker. His name as it happens, is Briny, His nose is usually shiny. His brains are not certain. So pull down the curtain. On this boy whose feet are so tiny. —Clarence Bryan. • There is a young girl named Marie Who is very pleasant to see Sometimes she is sad Sometimes she is mad And sometimes she just bubbles with glee. —Marie O’Malley. • • The stage was her brightest aim To her a life joy it became She has a career Her voice you can hear She'll sing you “The Old Folks at Home.” —R. Stevens. LIMERICKS Josephine is the name of the maid Who went on a milliner's raid, She’s a milliner yet, A pood one you bet. She’s a peach at her trade, it is said. —Josephine Randolph. Then there is coy Bernadine Prater Her friends really couldn’t estimate her— I declare she is fair With her glossy bright hair; Believe me she'll sure “get there” later. Bernadine Prater. John is a speaker sublime A lover of words very fine When he starts to orate His excitable pate Forgets there’s a limited time. —J. Jacobs. Velma Vaughan is a bright little maid For her brightness Borne day she'll be paid W’hen she’s asked to speak She just gives a squeak And sits down quite stiff and staid. —V. Vaughan. • • m He’s as tall as a bamboo rod, Through a telescope looks at the sod, His hair, it is pink. At the girls he does wink, He’s really a genial lad. —Frank Harris. • Beatrice is a classy lass Her head’s fiery’s glowing gas— She’s a believer true In women’s rights, too, And casts her vote among the mass. —B. Ren wick. He is cleverer than you would deem: From his color-name it w'ould seem He is bold, he is wise. The world he defies. This brilliant youth called Green. —H. Green. He smiles on the world, the while He talks by the yard and the mile His face it is round His head is quite sound He’s excedingly hard to rile. —E. Wilson. There is a young lady from Britain. Who on the boys never was smitten. She said, Let them be, They weren't meant for me, And proceeded to give them the mitten. —Dorothy Douglas. There is a young lady named Dot, Who's very much pleased with her lot; She met a young lord, Nabbed him with his hoard. He called her his “Lady Shalott. —Dorothy Puehler. Walter was a pretty lad With High girls he is the fad Sure he's nice As sugar and spice His disposition's never sad. —Walter Mecklenburg. When we look for a maid of wit. Marguerite will the case quite fit; She’s a popular Miss, Ah, we throw her a kiss. And hope her red cheeks it will hit. —Margaret Prendergast. LIMERICKS His classical name iB Charles Francis. When he wishes he goes to the dances. He’s a clown in his way, He could make it pay, But never has taken the chances. —Chuck Goodwin. There is a young lady named Myrtle. Who loves soup made from the turtle. She says. “Believe me. That came from the sea,” Her mind we know is quite fertile. —Myrtle Klammer. Baal is is a cute little man, Do things? He certainly can; He always does tease, He thinks it will please - Is a pest. Should be under the ban. —Baalls Sanford. A quiet young lady is she. With her cat, her books and her tea. She has a sweet smile For mankind all the while. We hope she successful will be. —Alice O’Brien. • Robert Pound's cheeks are rosy As a newly blossomed posy He’ll be a man Who always can Have a home that’s nice and cozy. —Robert Pound. ♦ There was a good boy I know. He never a bad mark could show. He was a good sport. Of the right sort. Where the bunch went he always would go. —Russell Pickens. KYOTE ANNUAL KYOTE ANNUAL Page 115 ! W. 0. POUND | AND SONS Registered Hereford Cattle BILLINGS ! LAVINA ; E. O. POUND, Manager MONTANA ! +■ G W STURM -----------------+ L. H. DRAKE. Jr STURM DRAKE WHERE QUALITY REIGNS WHOLESALE RETAIL GROCERS 16 North Broadway BaMomigs, Moirataima Implements, Buggies Wagons, Harness Page 116 KYOTE ANNUAL HOME OF THE MOUNTAIN CROWS KYOTB ANNUAL Page 117 Page 118 KYOTE ANNUAL i Stein Bloch Clothes Kaiser Neckwear LEO J. DALY HABERDASHER Northern Hotel Bldg. Billings, Montana Heid Caps Sweaters and Jerseys | — Class History—-Coni. trayed, and stage settings and costumes were perfect. John Huckleberry, in the garb of Farmer Rogers of Carolina, made a name and fame for himself that has been unending. Now conies the big event of the year—the Carnival. The Junior Cabaret was the center of attraction the whole even- ing—perhaps on account of Bea Renwick’s change of hair. At any rate, at the final count it was found that the Juniors had come out with a big gain over all the other classes. The Junior- Senior banquet, a success from beginning to end, concluded our activities for this year. Now comes the best and happiest year of all. Clarence Bryan, our dignified president, has led us through the trials and tribulations of the Senior year with an optimism which in a great measure accounts for the success of the class. Our showing in athletics has marked us as a class of prowess. We claimed Frank Harris, the captain of the basketball team, and also Vernon Brockway, the football star, who has since left us to drive a Ford. After many ballots we chose Gertrude Fergus as editor-in- chief and Lloyd Morrison as business manager of the Kyote. Under the management of these twro and the help of the rest of the staff, the newspaper form of the Kyote has proved so popular that it will be used hereafter. Our one party, the Junior-Senior masquerade, was a great success, and Viva Hewett and Adeltha Reynolds, both Seniors, took the prize as the Buster Brown twins. A great interest in debate was taken this year in our class, especially as the debate team was comprised of all Senior boys. John Jacobs, Harold Green, Robert Pound, and Edward Wilson. We felt especially proud of them when they won over Miles City. Out of this team John Jacobs was chosen to represent R. H. S. in the state debating contest at Missoula at the track meet. John, our old standby, brought home second place. We were also proud of Marie O’Malley of our class w'ho won the declamatory contest and represented us at Missoula. The last few weeks were full of wrork and play. Rehearsals KYOTE ANNUAL Page 119 for the Senior play, Annual Kyote work, chicken pie suppers, and many and tearful class meetings filled our days to overflowing. But we have felt fully repaid for whatever work we have given, for it has all been to a purpose. The Senior play, “Green Stockings,” has fulfilled our wildest hopes in every way. Lloyd Morrison as the young English swell maintained his well earned reputation as an actor, and Marie O’Malley would have made Margaret Anglin green with envy. The banquet given us by the Juniors was the best ever, and we thank the Juniors for an evening that was one of the happiest of our school life. The Alumni Association welcomed us into its midst by the Alumni Prom. And with Commencement in a few more days the Class of '16 closes its brilliant career in the Billings High School, and now that the time is so near it is in sorrow that we see it approach. But, nevertheless, we shall start out in life, in what- ever directions our paths may lead, proud of having graduated from the Billings High School and of having been a member of this class. And I wish every member as happy and successful a life in the years to come as that spent with the Class of 16. +— l 5 AWYER’S You know the rest. WEAR oWs SHOES S. TODD SHOE STORE 28 5 FIRST AVE. V. BILLINGS. MONTANA Page 120 KYOTE ANNUAL 1 Its in the Starching ! Not the amount of starch used, but the way it's cooked and the way it's used. It means ’ Fresh Linen, Rightly Finished j PHONE 1166 I ------ [ Billings Laundry Company AXEL CALIFF Watchmaker and Jeweler 2719 MONTANA AVENUE WATCH INSPECTOR FOR Northern Pacific Great Northern and C.. B. Q. RAILROADS BILLINGS. MONTANA Class Prophecy— Cont. the recent war. Seeing the world and a “soft job.” That always did suit C. A. B. R. Ries, did you say? No, I didn’t know. When was he tried? Whew—some fine $25,000.00. And all for lack of common sense. You say he was warned six times? It certainly is true “Fools leap where angles stop to think.” And here’s Frank Harris—still as big a joke as ever. I was sitting in the Pullman waiting for some one to take my order, when who came through the door but Frank. He looked taller than ever. When he saw me his mouth opened and spread from ear to ear. And after bringing me what I wanted he sat down and talked and talked, telling me about some of our old class. Arnold Hays, it appears, was peacefully married and is living in a suburb of Billings (you know Billings is now a city with a population of a million—“some town” believe me). Viva Hewett, after graduating from North Western took a Post Grad- uate course and then became one of the faculty. They say, ac- cording to Frank, that she is quite an authority on dramatic art and public speaking. It was not until an old lady (the other occupant of the diner) fell over his legs, that Frank came to himself. Then with another “swreet” smile he went from the car and disappeared from sight. Well, look who’s here. Rena Stevens. Did you knowT she is singing in Grand Opera? Oh, no!! You’re thinking of some one else. Even at school Rena sang at many entertainments. I think she is touring Europe at present. And look at Pete! I sawr her about a month ago at their ranch near Billings. She is just the same old Pete only with a different fad, for she is nowr collecting worms and all sorts of wiggly creatures. She is at her duties every morning early, and not a worm is neglected. Quite a collection, believe me. Strange how people’s fancies and tastes vary. And so we went through the pages of the old annual, linger- ing over each one, for they all recalled many things of the past. What had become of this one and that? We knew the fate of most of them and the others we speculated about. What a KYOTE ANNUAL Page 121 change ten years can make! And yet, some were little different from what they had been at school. The sun had set hours ago, and the moon was slowly com- ing up and over the hills. We closed the book and carefully laid it on the table with a feeling of having said good-night to many friends. And as we quietly left the room it was only the book we left for we took with us sweet memories of happy days gone bye. -----+ If you want exclusive Spring Woolens you’ll find them here C. H. PILE LOR-HABERDASHE R SWEKT Itl.OCK Valedictory— Con t. also to women. The ballot, a useful tool which is withheld by conservative Eastern states, has already been granted as a just due. The path to newspaper work has already been opened by Eastern women. Medicine and nursing have long been known as vocations for which women are well fitted. Even now it is being shown that ranching is none too difficult for those in earnest. The wonderful work of the new but useful vocational congress in making way for girls is only another instance of the advances of Montana toward the future. The men and women of the present have time enough barely to touch these resources and so will leave them to their sons and daughters almost un- used. It is a wonderful heritage and our best efforts will be none too good. For the past, we thank you; to the future, we extend our greetings. ROBERT POUND. VICARS BROS. RELIABLE DRUGGISTS 2820 1st Avc. North Billings, Mont. Page 122 KYOTE ANNUAL The 20th Century Servant - Electricity - For Lighting, Heating and Power At Your Service The Montana Power Company Class Will—Cont. Item XIII. John Jacobs bequeaths his silver tongue and patronizing air to James Wilson of the Junior Class. Item XIV. Walter Mecklenberg bequeaths his frivolity and devotion to dancing to Fanny Ikerman. Item XV. Mike Reynolds leaves his athletic ability, speed and fiery enthusiasm to Hugh Melvin. Item XVI. Baalis Sanford, the boy Senior, wills his youth and baby countenance to Bud Skirving. Item XVII. Viva Hewett wills and bequeaths her bubbling enthusiasm and dramatic art to Ruth McConnehey. Item XVIII. Pauline Powell wills her charming ways and big blue eyes to Ora Peters with the request that Lucille Thein be appointed guardian until such time as Miss Peters may attain the age to use them with care. Item XIX. Bea Renwick leaves all her books found in the corridors, desks, shelves to start a school library. Item XX. Velma Miller bequeaths her sweet disposition and gentle manners to Miss Wolgamot or Miss Birely. Item XXI. Lloyd Morrison wills his interest in Elsie Talgo to Neri Theabeau, the boy soprano KYOTE ANNUAL Page 123 Item XXII. Robert Pound bequeaths his precious fountain pen, of which he has been so careful this year, with whatever ink may be in it at the time, to the girls of the Hillings High School. Item XXIII. Whereas our esteemed friend. Jack Orrick, hath highly of- fended and disobeyed us, we therefore give and bequeath unto said Jack Orrick one stick of chewing gum and no more. Item XXIV. We give and bequeath all the rest, residue and remainder of our property to Mr. Steadman to be equally divided among the classes so that no one shall feel grieved or hurt. Item XXV. We hereby nominate and appoint Thurston Cothron, of said City of Hillings and County of Yellowstone, the executor of this, our last Will and Testament, with a bond of a million dollars in the Monarch Oil and Gas Co., hereby revoke all form- er wills by us made. IN WITNESS WHEREOF we have hereunto set our hands and seals this 6th day of June in the year of our Lord one thou- sand nine hundred and sixteen. THE SENIORS OF 1916. The foregoing instrument consisting of ? pages, included page signed by the testators, was at the date hereof, by the Senior Class of 1916, the makers thereof, signed in our presence and in the presence of each of us and at the time of their sub- scribing said instrument they declared it was their will and their request and in their presence and in the presence of each other, we have subscribed our names as witness thereto. GEORGE BENNIGHOFF, Residing at No. 27th St., Billings, Mont. WOODROW WILSON, Residing at the Capitol, Washington, D. C. LILLIAN SCALLY. r ■ i� 1 ippet � i ♦ • • • • Photos ; • ♦ • ♦ — ♦ — : ♦ L i ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ j 2911 First A o j Z j ! 1 Page 124 KYOTE ANNUAL CD CD CD Fm® Ca{taIl(Dgiui®s o° Oir Specially i To the complete mechanical facilities of a famous modern printing plant we add a most adequate SERVICE which capably performs every detail the advertiser wishes to entrust to us. Hence we produce admirable selling lit- erature imbued with personality and Miles- making vigor. p) snmy PHONE 1701 KYOTE ANNUAL Page 125 Camp on Little Big Horn—Cont. Where the bluegrass waved and rustled As the breeze went singing o’er, Making waves like shimmering billows, Down to meet the Big Horn’s shore. Heard you then the pheasant droning Like the Indian’s rawhide drum, As he dances to the tom-tom For the Holy Spirit to come And bless their people; trusting children In God’s happy hunting ground. Where the teepees cast their shadows On the waters of Big Horn. Then at sunset heard the coyote From the distant hill and plain. Like a spirit lost in wandering Came in answer in refrain. In the cottonwood the hoot-owl, Wakened from his peaceful rest, Asks: “Who! Who! are you to bother In this lonely wildenress?” In the west the Sun God’s glory Burst in splendor: wondrous morn! Casting red upon the teepees. On the banks of old Big Horn. Let me stay, Oh then forever. 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Clothing Section j GRINS ANI) GROANS 1. —The noise that Harry Beenian made when he blew his nose March 9 was heard by the Kaiser. 2. —Dorothy Douglas has dropped enough “r’s” in one month to pave Twenty-eighth street—but we do love to hear her talk. 3. —Newspaper accounts of our debates would reach from the Jefferson building to Industrial Hall; newspaper accounts of our football games from Billings to Tokio. • Miss Weston (sympathizing with Mr. Shirley’s pupils): “Well, I think it places you in a hard position—kind of be- tween the deep blue sea and—and Mr. Shirley.” Miss Clark: Why is “subducit” perfect indicative? Margaretha Shaules: Because there is no other reason for it to be anything else. • • FOUND—On Miss Daley’s desk just before the Girls’ bas- ketball Dance: Miss Daley: Are you going to the Girls’ Basketball blow- out? I am not! A w'ord to the wise! —DUTCH. KYOTE ANNUAL Page 127 SOME PARTY. The 2A Geometry class spent a delightful one and one-half hours in Room Five Wednesday afternoon. Delicious refresh- ments were served which consisted of Bawling Outs. Raking- over-the-Coals, Geometry propositions, corollaries, and prob- lems. The whole class had been living in anticipation of the happy event for several weeks. Mrs. D. made a lovely hostess and the ballroom was decorated with bare walls, dirty windows and geometric figures on the blackboards. The record book assisted in keeping order and though every one enjoyed himself immensely, no loud noise or disturbance of any kind reached the teachers of the other ballrooms. The music consisted of a giggle from Bud Skirving, the sweet voice of Mrs. D. encourag- ing those struggling along. Altogether one could not have spent a more pleasant afternoon. | Sure----------------------1 ! I Johnny Thomas can and will show the Powerplus Indian. Just ask him. j Montana Cycle and j ----------- Supply Company L________________________________i • • WHO’D A THOUGHT IT. Viola Nephropylla went to see Dodecatheon Panceflorem and she felt like Iritillaria Pudica. Collomia Linearis had a Populus Occidentalis and nearly lost her petticoat. Delphinium Bicolor dropped the Thermopis rhombifolia on the baby’s toe while trying to do some Geometry with a rhombus. Leucocri- num Montanum lost her capsella bursapastoria which contained her complexion for the next Lithospernum Augustiflorem. The fact is that Ribas Longiflorum found the copsella bursa posto- ria which belonged to Leucocrinum Montanum and she gave the complexion to Stragallus Speices who went and told the whole Mustard family that it was her own complexion. John Deere Plows, Binders and Mowers. Page 12S KYOTE ANNUAL GIFTS FOR ALL OCCASIONS Fortney-Pease Company 2813 First Avenue North Complete Line of Jewelry, Novelties, Etc. Let us explain our JITNEY PLAN of selling WATCHES ■ We Handle 1 Stall and Dean’s full line of ATHLETIC GOODS Qualify Guaranteed Prices Right Chambers Hardware Company Phone 1620 21 North 27th Street THE BALLAD OF THE BROOK. Two little Seniors went out walking one day When they came by luck on a very muddy way. “1 cannot ford this,” cried she peevishly, 14 Tis not matter at all,” he replied in glee. Then, oh wonderful is the tale to tell, In his manly arms this haughty belle He snatched in a trice and with heroic look Across the deep slush the maid he took. The moral, boys, of this interesting theme Is. that some “things” are heavier than they seem. • • A PSALM OF SCHOOL LIFE. Tell me not in mournful numbers “Exams are but an empty dream”— For the soul will flunk w ho slumbers— Who never crams till daybreak’s gleam. Exams a dream? Exams a nightmare! Fear of them ’mong us is nil The week we bear, our spirits broken— Some of us are ever ill. Not enjoyment, nearer sorrow Is our feeling day to day; That we pass, e’en with no horrors. Daily, hourly do we pray. Life is long, our youth is fleeting; “Good grades” seems our only goal To the teachers, who are quizzing Us clear out of heart and soul. Trust no teacher, howe’er pleasant. To help you in your hour of gloom, When she might, by generous marking. Get you through with standing-room. KYOTB ANNUAL Page 12b Grades of students all remind us We can wear those studious looks And, departing, leave behind us “Fairs” and “Goods” on office books. “Fairs” and “Goods”; perhaps another Trembling High School lad or lass Fearing that some deadly terror. Seeing, shall take heart and pass. Let us then stay up and study; Fill our minds with knowledge sound So that when we come to battle We can pass the answers ’round. —Elsie Tschudy, ’17. The Metropolitan Barber Shop 7 CHAIRS 7 j j You don’t have to wait here ] BATHS | MONTANA BLOCK 103 BROADWAY ! ROTHROCK KOLB, Props. 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Head and Mrs. L. Head. She did not wish to stop, knowing that her aunts were very jealous of her because she had won a neighborhood reputation as a superior housekeeper. She knew that her aunts often talked about her. Knowing this she sought to avoid them but just as she started to round a corner she met them both. “How is it that you get your house cleaned up so quickly, Val?” the older woman asked her. “It’s so simple,” she replied sweetly. “You see I start at the bottom and go to the top.” “But we do the same thing, and yet we are never through,” protested the other woman. Mrs. Valvinhead felt sorry for them, in spite of the mean things they had said about her, so she gave them a little advice. “Why do you keep those lodgers, the Burnt Gases?” she said, ‘‘you both told me that they did not pay any rent, and were very untidy and sloppy.” The two aunts looked at each other helplessly. “We have often wished they were gone, said her aunt T.' “but it seems impossible to get rid of them. They have been with us so long that they have an idea that they own the houses they live in. but so far we haven't found a way to get rid of them. “Well,” replied Mrs. Valvinhead, ‘‘why don’t you close up those side rooms? They are just an extra expense. “We can’t do that,” objected Aunt “You see our gas mains and windows are in those room. If we closed them up we couldn’t get any air into our houses. Nor could we get the bad air out. “Well. Aunties, said Mrs. Valvinhead. 'Tm sure I don’t know how to help you. If you insist on living in those old. wretchedly designed houses, I don’t see how you can avoid the consequences. If I were you I would move into houses that are designed along modern lines, with no useless rooms to encourage the keeping of parasitic boarders, and with better ventilation. I can’t see how you can avoid paying the penalty. Haskell Automobile and Supply Co. 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