Central City High School - Bison Yearbook (Central City, NE)

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EMMA ZIEGLER Dramatic Club ' my tongue within my lips I reign, For who talks much must talk in vain. NELLIE ROSE German Club nShe is a happy maiden, wb Gifted in mind and heart; .chgi Her success is very certain, For she has i! now in part? Commercial Club VINCENT STARRETT ; He awoke one morning andfoundhimselffamous. n ANNA POTEE German Club .46; ilt'llle I ask; my wants are few. E5- N HELEN COMSTOCK Dramatic Club ' n cCall: to her oflacoFs ladder, and she would ask the number of the steps.

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ODESSA CAMPBELL Normal Training Club ';QVE QM ifl maiden modest, frank and true. ,, CLAIRE SCUDDER Normal Training Club F H5116 is so very quiet, This Iassie so demure, Bul still beneath her quiet may Thereis the love offun for sure. GEORGE IBSON Commercial Club .. iqul great men are dying, and I don? feel xga' very well myself. LYDIA ERICKSON Fm German Club 'M' ;4 soft landscape where all is harmony, and C9r . ,, calm, and quzel. MILDRED ROSE German Club $. Type of our school world, sanest and best.

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go 5.. go go V! v. VO. u- CLASS HISTORY 3: 3: 1': 9: CHAPTER ONE HE fall of 1911 seemed much as any T other fall. The leaves which fell were sere and brown, but those individuals who swooped down upon Central City High School were decidedly green. In this re- spect they were not different from other Fresh- men, but the way in which they joined in the singing of HiVake, Freshmen, VVakeP led by Mrs. Morrow, marked them as a body to be heard from later. In fact, they'were heard from when the pennant belonging to the Seniors was taken down one night, painted with Freshmen colors and returned to its place. After this, their first, encounter they settled down to the regime, withiRay Clayton as pres- ident and Miss Rutledge sponsor. When, at the end of the first semester, their second sponsor, Miss Thomas.1eft them, with unfailing courage they elected Miss Munger, who stayed until the end, proving herself a competent chaperon at the Freshman picnic. l And so, brilliantly ends their year as Fresh- J... AA AAA men, not brilliantly in color, as at first, but soft- ened by High School infiuences to a brownish hue. CHAPTER TWO As Sophomores we led a life of hopeless de- spondency. Oppressed by overwork and weighed down with worries, we furnished an excellent ex- ample of the cruelties of the present so-called enlightened age. We were recognized every- where by our long, tragic, care-worn faces. We looked upon the happy, easy-going Seniors with envy and malice, and upon the teachers, who seemed our only friends last year, with a feeling of antagonism. But Mr. Essert, with his ever- present u Frog Story? seemed different, and we immediately pounced upon him for sponsor. In books we went with Caesar in his journeys across the Rhine, and for recreation strove vain- ly to work out Mr. Kaup,s originals in geom-' etry. t This year we seemed to find no time for fighting, except with our books, and tour dull brown seemed toward the end of the year to