Central High School - Zenith Yearbook (Duluth, MN)

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Seniors, with infinite charity and tact, suggested giving itjointly. We worked together in peace and harmony, except for the few inevitable jokes. We satisfied ourselves later, however, by giving a successful party all alone. Our work this year was harder, but we were more able to cope with it, and we enjoyed it, in spite of Cxsar's ghosts. Our Zenith Board this year, profiting by their first year's experience, insisted on a written agreement with the Seniors, and, in spite of ridicule, we found that the black and white system worked to perfection, Our yell was adopted this year, and it is such a good one that the 1903s forgot and gave it in chapel one morning. Thus, an example to the lower classmen, we completed our year, and the season passes on to the gorgeous autumn. ' III. AUTUMN. Uuniorsj , Autumn, with all its brilliant foliage and fruit, ushers in the harvest. So we, as juniors, began to reap the results of our first labors. It was by far the hardest year of the three, yet we can safely say it was the pleasantest. As Autumn's mellow glow tinges all things with warmth, so our genial coniradeship shed a glow over the toil of the year. I We gave ourselves totally to study, and only at the end of the year relaxed our discipline to give a picnic at Lester Park, which was all the more enjoyed for the rigour which had gone before. The junior-Senior reception was given the last Thursday evening of the term, and will be remem- bered by all present as the most successful reception on record. The leaves scatter and fall, the snows descend, and all gather around the crackling flames, and we pass on to the senior pear. IV. WINTER. QSeniors,j As winter's cold and snow without drives all to the shelter of home and hearth. So we Seniors, looking ahead and dreading the cold and loneliness in the outside world, unsheltered by our Alma Mater, have drawn close together to enjoy our last days, Our work has been lightened and we have enjoyed our social gatherings all the more for the separation so soon to come. In spite of mistakes and indiscretions, we have successfully completed the course. Our aims, our aspirations have been, in a 16

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REVERIES OF THE CLASS OF ,0l. :zeeexewexexololeeele I. SPRING. QFresh,men.j As the seasons roll on in ceaseless succession, Spring, with her changeable skies, sends forth the first shoots. The soft, bright grass and the buds expand iunder the warmth of the sun's rays. So we, in '97 entered the High School, a band of one hun- dred and sixty-seven young people, prepared to endure the various experiences, as necessary to the training of Freshmen 'as April showers to the buds of Spring. Fresh, verdant, disclosing but the mere suggestions of our latent talents, our minds and characters developed under the genial influence of our teachers and comrades. After our work was determined, we permanently organized our class, Oct. 14, 1897. No side of life was neglected. Wm. Campbell, with two Seniors, was chosen as a final contestant in the interscholastic debate. According to custom, Thanksgiving donations were dis- tributed by the school, and though but Freshmen, we accomplished more than the other classes that year. Emboldened by our suc- cesses, we ventured on a skating party. Financially and socially it was a complete success. Thus our Freshman year went on, until it acquired the fuller bloom of summer. II, SUMMER. QSophomores.j When the first warm breezes blow the verdure of Spring takes on the warmer hues of Summer. The flowers unfold and the skies are bluer. In our Sophomore year,-our powers and self-possession developing, we did not hesitate to claim a place as true representatives of 'the High School. Indeed our self-assertion took us far enough to break all precedent in pro- posing to give a reception to the St. Paul foot-ball team, but the 15

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manner, reached. But, as we go out into the world, we still strive after that perfection we hope to attain. :fx f f . 'if ' 243, ff V , 1 7-. K '! I iii Q J L0 B VII if .1 . f I X r r X 'l SENIOR SCRAPS. NVhen Senior girls wear heavy braids, And Iiatten down their hair They do it just, for fun you know And-L0 show that hair is there. Why is the face on the clock in Miss Robinsons' room, cracked? Myrna washes ber hair with wool soap. We hope it will not shrink. Dido died, Oh, Dido did. Miss TAYLOR: No tailor made her, And yet 'tis true As skies are blue. She is ai Taylor maid. 2, 4 I .fi , 6,4 C 17