Binghamton Central High School - Panorama Yearbook (Binghamton, NY)

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At last we are Juniors! Starting out under the guidance of George H. Lyon, who, for executive ability and talent for oratory, might well be said to be emulating another G'eorge7' who was once at the head of the Ship of State. Many are the pleasant recollections of this term. At the cornerdof MacDonald avenue we.. a crowd of merry youngsters, are ready for the much-talked-of ride to Kattellville. Can you imagine what fun we had J! Although the tables groaned with the abundance of eatables, still poor Ralph remained unsatis- lied. This advice will we give to those who come after us in these rides: Be sure to take as chaperons lXlissDeX11or and Mr. lllintzf Do you ask why? Because they, having once been young themselves. know just how to allow boys and girls to have a good time. Amusing was the sight which greeted the eyes of the boy who ventured to bring the lantern to the rear of the wagon and look in. Do you wonder, then, why Mona enjoyed the journey rather than the dance hall? V 'llben came our Christinas dance at the Monday Afternoon Club, which was greatly enjoyed by all. Can you see with us the victims of the rhetoricals, which trial first strikes us when we enter the Junior Class? Can you see the timid maiden as she stands tremblingly before that crowd of well- kuown faces, and the young man striving vainly to steady his voice sufficiently to give us 4'The Charge of the Light Brigadejl or something equally new? Vllhy is it that such an elevation of two feet can make such a difference in their courage? Another term is ended and we see before us our class with new officers. Our president was Clarence Boyce, but on his retiring from school Lewis Clark was chosen to guide us during the remainder of the Junior term. 1 I With what pride did we plan for the reception given at Odd Fellows? Hall to' which we invited the Seniors! Vllell might we be proud of our first attempt at entertaining. For such efficient work was done by our committees that the reception was voted by a.ll the best ever given by a Junior Class. Especially favored were we by having on our programme the '09 Waltz bv Bob Martin and the 300 r - Y . . , I 1' ' ' ' 1- Tuo step by Bob Ingraham, two versat1le and gifted barn-storming members of our own class. Another leaf is turned and we are Seniors, with Maurice Weiss as president, zz

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HISTORY OF OLASS-1909 a Mlould it be .your pleasure to open memory7s album with me, and, looking backward four years. view some of the pictures it contains? . Here before us we see an imposing edifice whose doors stand invitingly open, and, entering those doors. behold the class of 1909. What memories that picture brings to us! Oonfusion, indeed, reigned forthe first few days. Poor little freshies rush to and fro trying to find their proper places, until, guided by the clear head of Miss Osgood, 'chaos' is changed to order and we are installed in that much longed-for place, B. O. I-LS. D Another picture is novv before us. The first term is finished and, having ascended the gorgeous staircase, our class is seated on the second floor, not because Miss Osgood had formed any objections to us, but because Professor Knox, having learned of our great ability, was anxious to receive us. Three long terms we spent with Professor Knox, listening to his very amusing and original jokes and cheerfully receiving many a well-deserved scolding for the pranks we committed. Again the picture changes and we see our class, grown in wisdom and knowledge, and having ascended another flight of the still beautiful staircase, packed in on the third floor. Oan you imagine hovv gleefully we welcomed those desk covers? So convenient for the .throw- ing of notes and the sending of messages. And, were We permitted, many a name of fair maid and love-sick swain could we mention, who, with heads behind those friendly wooden walls, sent to each other messages, understood only by those who have felt Oup1d's dart. For further information on this subject we refer you to Mary and Earle, Nina and Bill or Bess and Paul. VVith patience and forebearance did Professor Jones .try to keep in check the many restless students under his care, and well did he perform his duties. VVhat! does the picture change again so soon? The term is ended and what do we see? Our good Professor Knox, unable to remain away from Dus, is with us on the third floor. find what is that we hear him saying? '4The Junior Olass will organize to-night in room 35. 21

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V e Ll lf xl lltx ls- Us be ak. Pll ed 61' ll- 'U Lit all 'HS llf? e d rk s s. :UU N I For the first time in our .history we look upon a picture that brings with it sadness, for the benioi year begun with such bright hopes, was saddened by the death of two of our respected class- mates. Lee A M inans and Louise A. Beals. Gut down so suddenly in the midst of their careers their deaths were mourned sincerely by all. Ships that pass in the night and speak each other in passing, Only a signal show and a distant voice in the darkness, So on the ocean of Life we pass and speak one anotherg Only a look and a voice, then, darkness again and a silence. Truly our Senior year is one of earnest work, and we first find our class seeking recreation from study in a small reception held at the Monday Afternoon Club on New Yearls Eve. Many and bright were the faces seen on this joyous occasion. And long shall we remember the clear tones of the cow- bell, rung with such vigor by Maurice, as with merry good wishes we welcomed in the New Year. But, alas, for the New Yearis resolutions made on the stairs that evening which were no sooner made than forgotten. Again the scene changes and we see our class at the beginning of its last term in the Senior year with George Lyon again as our president. Was there ever such a busy term in the history of a class? For a. considerable time rehearsals, tedious but pleasant, had been going on for a play to be given by a cast chosen from the members of our class. Again, may we take you with us to the Armory Theater, the paradise of students and the for- bidden abomination of Boards of Education. The little play-house is filled with an appreciative audi- ence, and whom do we see behind the footlights? Maurice VVeiss as Capt. Rackett, Mary Murphy as Clarice, George Lyon, Mary McTighe, Ralph Gilbert, Mona Macindoe, Twig Lawrence and Robert Martin as Obadiah. Amusing, indeed, were the stunts performed by these amateur actors in trying to convince the audience that they were not suffering from stage fright. Loud and clear from behind the curtains was heard the voice of the prompter. And to add to our entertainment we were treated to one of Obadiah's razzle-dazzle dances. Was there ever such a success? Long and loud was the applause given to those embryo actors whom Booth and Bernhardt would have been proud to Down. Can it be that from out of our class in the good old B. C. H. S. a troupe of artists may be organized? 23