Cleburne High School - Santa Fe Trail Yearbook (Cleburne, TX)

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JUNIOR CLASS. MEMOIRS OF CLEBURNE HIGH SCHOOL 19

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MEMOIRS OF CLEBURNE HIGH SCHOOL AN ELABORATELY COMPLETE AND SCRUPULOUSLY ;r TRUTHFUL HISTORY OF THE JUNIORS (Class of 1925.) Several of the prominent members of the class of '25 decided that it was high time for the Juniors to organize. Accordingly, the first Junior meeting was held in the High School auditorium at chapel period of one early November day. This was a most important meeting, for upon this occasion our well beloved officers were chosen. After much debate the following members were voted into the follow- ing offices: Flora Mae Thompson President Fred Haley Vice-President Manyard Robinson Sescretary and Treasurer Grace Lockett Reporter (May I here say that they have fulfilled their duties as well as could he expected from any member of so hare- brained a class). Moreover, at this same meeting the class motto, flower, and colors were chosen: “United we stand, divided we fall,” a white rose, and green and white. A very heate'd discussion of the choice of colors occurred. The girls upheld orange and white, while the boys, led by a distinguished football player, voted for c.erese and green. For the benefit of the ignorant lie stated that cerese was a “dog gray.” A draw seemed inevitable, but it was avert- ed by the adoption of the compromise colors—GREEN and WHITE (very appropriate!). The next meetings were given over to the planning of a STRICTLY JUNIOR party. It was given at the home of Luta Price Nov. 23, 1923. Although the Juniors were a small minority, everyone enjoyed themselves—since some two hundred fifty sandwiches were served. Our beloved president, at the urge of some very patri- otic members, called the next meeting for the express pur- pose of choosing a ring and pin committee. This was prompt- ly done, but despite the faithful efforts of Ruth Edgar, Earl Perrier, Luta Price, Gerald Davis and Rachel Goldsmith, the rings and pins were some four months on the road. Plans were next made for the second Junior party. This m

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MEMOIRS OF CLEBURNE HIGH SCHOOL f«3 ■---( £== was at the home of Ellen Moffit, March 22. There were 4? lew present, but the refreshments were plentiful (the boys § brought apples and the girls brought sandwiches) and fun abounded. This ended the Junior activities, but in behalf of this renowned class I wish to say that next year we’ll all (I beg your pardon—I meant MOST!) be Seniors and those „ infants who mock us in our age of weakness will rue their Y mirth next year. Respectfully submitted on this, the twenty-third day of April of the year 1924, by Leslie Neighbors. P. S.: This history was compounded from, and based on, material received in personal interview with several highly intellectual members of this most distinguished class—L. N. US SOPHIES We, the two hundred sophies of ’24, are striving to ac- complish that which the former students of C. II. S. have accomplished. We have had our share of paper dolls, col- ored sticks, etc., in the first grades; we have gone through the other grammar grades with as much fun and study as could be derived from them; we entered Junior High School not. many years ago, and after many, many months, we walked into dear old C. II. S. as green as the usual fish. We pulled many “boneheads,” such as going to our sixth period class at chapel, entering the balcony of the auditor- ium for the library, and even going to the public library at our library period. But we have learned many things during these last two years, for we know that Shakespeare wrote PILGRIM’S PROGRESS, Bunyan wrote TIIE LAST OF THE MOHICANS, and that we see an algebra problem either plainly or through a glass darkly, and usually the |; latter. A few times we have studied hard, yea crammed, but at other times, using Mr. Dunlap’s memorable phrase, we have “gone fishing.” However, we have managed to pull through and how long we shall do so is unknown to us; but even though we slip a notch now and then, we shall go on until the glass that we now see through darkly is polished to perfection. CLOVIS WILSON, Class Historian.