Daniel Baker College - The Trail Yearbook (Brownwood, TX)

Text from Pages 1 - 118 of the 1921 volume:

THE TRAIL MCMXXI DEDICATION To the man who has labored so earnestly for the welfare of Daniel Baker College, who, by his kind words, generous deeds, and personal sacrifices during the two short years he has been with us, has endeared himself to the hearts of all who know him; to the President of Daniel Baker College, we, “The Trail Staff,” respectfully dedicate this, the seventh volume of “The Trail” to FRENCH W. THOMPSON, A. B., M. A., D. D. FOREWORD “The Trail” Staff has endeavored to put into tangible form some of the reminiscences of this year, and if we have in any measure succeeded all Daniel Baker has been responsi- ble. That it may keep the sunshine of 1920-1921 around us in the future years is our earnest desire. ADMINISTRATION BUILDING MCOBI. ROBERT E. MACKAY Modern Languages A. B., University of Virginia, ’06; M. A., University of Chicago, ’09; Stu- dent in Berlitz School, Paris, ’05; Stu- dent in University of Marburg, Ger- many, Summer Semester, ’14; Teacher in Chamberlain-Hunt Academy, ’98-’12; Student in Johns Hopkins University, ’12-’13; Teacher in Austin College, ’13- ’15; Teacher in Western Maryland Col- lege, ’15-’17; Teacher in Daniel Baker College. ’17— KIRBY E. JACKSON Chemistry B. S., ’18, M. S., ’19, Vanderbilt Uni- versity; Laboratory Instructor, Van- derbilt University ’15-’19; Student, Peabody Summer School, ’16-’18; Head of Natural Science Department, Marion County High School, Jasper, Tennesee, ’19-’20; Lieutenant, Chemical Warfare Service (Combat Division); Member of K. A M. Fraternity: Member of Ameri- can Chemical Society; Professor of Chemistry, Daniel Baker College, ’20— HENRY EDWIN MEYER [ Teacher’s Diploma, ’10, Artist’s Di- Iploma, '14, Ithica Conservatory; Cer- itificate for Supervisor of Music, Cor- nell University, ’12; Instructor, Ithica [Conservatory, ’10-’12; Director of Mu- sic, Tennessee School for the Blind, ’12- ’13; Instructor in Music, The University of Minnesota, ’14-’16; Director of Mu- sic, Howard Payne College, ’18-’20; Dean of Music, Daniel Baker College, ’20—. Sinfonia Phi Mu Alpha Fra- ternity, Rotarian. CLARE DREY Special Student, Bloomsburg State Normal School, Bloomsburg, Pa.; Pu- pil of Edward Hotchkins, Philadelphia, Pa.; Pupil, Hester Burr Derickson, Wil- liamsport, Pa.; Concert Tour Through Southwest, ’19; Graduate, Ithica Con- servatory of Music; Instructor, Ithica Conservatory of Music; Head of Voice Department, Daniel Baker College, ’20. Sigma Alpha Iota, Chi Delta Beta. MRS. MARTHA WILSON MORRIS Art Charcoal and Oil Painting, Art In- stitute of Chicago. ’01; China and Water Colors with Miss Mathues of Memphis, Tenn., ’04; Landscape Paint- ing with Mr. Rupert Hamilton of Scot- land ; Water Colors and China, Texas Christian University, ’09; Scientific Drawing with Mr. Tackye of Japan; Art, Daniel Baker College, ’14— LA VIE La vie est vaine: Un peu d ’ amour, Un peu de haine Et puis—bonjour. La vie est breve: Un peu d’ espoir, Un peu de reve, Et puis—bonsoir. Pres., Pi Alpha, ’18-’19; Sec’y, Y. W. C. A., ’19-’20; Collegian Staff, ’19-’20; Choral Club, ’19-’20; Stu- dents Council, ’19-’20; Sec’y and Treas., Students Association, ’20-’21. Coggin Literary Society; Chi Delta Beta; Y. W. C. A. Cabinet, ’17-’19; Vice-President, Coggin Lit- erary Society, ’18-’19; Editor-in- Chief of Collegian, ’19-’20; Winner Girls Inter-Society Declamation Con- test, ’20. YE SENYOR PILGRYMAIGE (With apologies to Chawer) Whan on that blithe day in the warm Septembre In Coggin Hall ther forty youthes statyoned were For a pilgrymaige of lernyage to bigan With bokes for yeres to studie an, From hygh schule pilgrymaiges Just returned they, of alle ages, To bigan thys holye foure yeres journynge To the seynted shryne eollegye lernynge. A youthe ther was and that a leryned man They cleped George since that he first bigan To squallen out in earlye infaneye. He loved honour, fredom, and curteisye. And he was late y-come from his viage And wente for to doon thys pilgrymaige. The leader of the bande he was ful soone, Bye daye singynge, by nicht playing a tromboone. Ther was as sollemme as a Prioresse, And she was cleped Madame Besse, A queenlie lasse quite ful semely And Frensh she spak ful faire and fetisly, That of hir smyling was ful simple and coye Hir gretteste ootli was but by Seynt Kirbye. And cleped they one ladye, Marjorye, Who fetched bokes to writ ye historye. Of studie took she most care and most hede Noght o’ word spak she more than was ned?. Of ye compaignye a maid ther bene By alle cleped gay lasse, Norma Lynne. At mete wel y-taught was with-alle, She let no morsel from hir lippes falle. Ne witte hir fingers in hir sauce depe Lest hir flashyng dyamond should not kepe. A mayde ther was of Sherman also, That unto logik hadde lohge y-go, Entuned in hir nose fulssemely Ful wel she song hir praises kenely To hir lover, Fred, a lusty bachelor. And Fern ye compaignye cleped her. A goode youthe ther was with us in that place That hadde a fyr-reed churbimmes face. Wei loved he coffee, onyons, and eek good, And whan he driken strong wyn, reed as blood, Than wolde he speke no word but Latyne. Y-cleped Harte was this youthe eer syne. Now have I told you shortly in a clause Thestat, tharray, the nombre, and eek the cause Why that assembled was this compaignye In Brownwood, at this leryned collegye, To start ye pilgrymaige. As for eche O’er gladly wolde they lerne, and gladly teche. And when they hadde traveled one yere They y-stopped to reste and find chere At ye Summer’s Inn, and him y-cleped Harte Sought with ye compaignye to part. Then ye compaignye was madde gladde, Whan Ladye Ruth of Bradshaw, who hadde Benethe yere before in anothre bande On a pilgrymaige through ye lande But y-stopped longe ther to reste, Joyned here oure compaignye as our geste, To bigan aneue hir hoyle viage To ye shryne of lernynge, hir pilgrymaige. When than another yere ye compaignye Hadde y-go upon ther journeye, They stopped at ye blithe Inn Ete, Wher re joyned them ye youthe Harte Returned, recently from gay Franse A warrior bolde seen butt att ye glance, Who started first on ye holye tryp, Butt turned asyde ye firste yere to gryp His sworde in ye countries defense, Come now, in grande warre fame intense. Than in pompe of ye hygh magystrayte Came ye Judge Cockrane in grande stayte Also from ye Frensh warres viage, To ende his long y-go pilgrymaige, For like his boone companyon in armes Hadde he far warre left ye holye journeyes. And bye ye compaignye was cleped Judge Thys staytly man that earned Fannie fudge. The thyrd yere att Yerano Inn Ye pilgryms stopped longe, to beginn Another yere an toward ye shryr.e Of lernynge, ye pilgrymaige divyne. A good wyf came ther bye name of Ruthe And she was somdel meke, and that for truthe, And she was out of alle charitee Journeynge throughe ye Educatyon countree To mak hir vowes att ye holye shryne, And, so, joyned withe us hir carryage fyne, Housboundes at chirche-dore she hadde one. Thys compaignye composed of ye wisely nine, Lerned bonde of students jolly, gaye and fyne, Bigan ye final yere of pilgrymaige With jubylee and eke grete corage. Then on a blithe summer’s daye in June In Coggine Halle Chapel assembled sune Ye Senyor Bande in staytly cappe and gowne, Bifor ye prieste Thompson ye pilgrym bande Receyved ye A. B. degree from his sacred hande. —L. M. P., ’21. We’ve traveled the ocean o’er, We’ve saled from sea to sea, But such a Bande of Senyors We n’er before did see. LET’S SAY IT NOW. Often when the sky is dreary, Often when the heart is weary, We could say some cheering word that would perhaps make bright an eye; We could make the day seem brighter, We could make the heart grow lighter, Many heart-strings that were tighter, We could loosen if we’d try, We could do it if we’d try. We could share each others sorrow, We could brighten each tomorrow, We could help a weary brother lift the leaden load of care; We could leave harsh words unspoken, Give a smile instead as token, That the friendly ties unbroken, Cause each of them to share Burdens others seem to bear. There is always someone near us, Always someone who will hear us, If our motto is to scatter happiness where ’er we go; E ’en those who dwell in sunny bowers, Those who are the brightest flowers, Those who look from highest towers, Welcome cheering words we know, Follow paths where sunrays glow. Let us then stop quick and listen, Do not wait to see the glisten Of an eye that’s lost its sparkle by the falling Do not wait until you wander, Far away sometime off yonder, On this thought now let us ponder. Why not say some word that cheers? Let’s not wait till future years, Let’s say it now. —Fannie L. Smith, ’23. B. Emison Horn Barnett C. Bradshaw M. Emison THE BAND OP ’22. In the realm of higher learning there is a small but swiftly flowing stream called Daniel Baker College. In the year of 1917 there came two small row boats, one very badly battered up by a voyage through the Lake of High School Learning; the other confident and assured that after several years’ successful journey in the sea of matrimony, it could go safely up the stream of Daniel Baker. The first boat was rowed by the well-known pirate Charlotte Brad- shaw, who, thinking that the even Lake of High School Learning was some- what too placid and lacking in adventure for her bravery and fearlessness, resolved to overcome and sack the riverside castles occupied by powerful dukes who forbad anyone’s passing their castle. The second boat was manned by another pirate, Mrs. Chas. J. Horn. She, too, had felt the need of new adventure, and after hearing the other pirates speak of having gone up this stream and finding it very interesting and profitable, she determined to go up it herself. Perhaps the hardest castle of all to overcome is the first, the one called Castle of Freshman Year. Around this Castle is the wall of Preparatory Classes. Pirate Horn had obtained from the conquest of Ward Belmont the magic key that allowed her entrance to the castle, but Pirate Bradshaw had to scale the wall. While Bradshaw was scaling the wall, the pirate of the name of Horn got ahead of her in the conquest of the castle. However, Pirate Horn, because of so many outside interests, such as servant problems and social life, did not attempt to conquer all the castle in a single year, but left part of it till the next year as did also her companion pirate. The next year, 1918, Pirate Bradshaw was banished into the Forest of Public School Teaching, the term to be one year. Horn was allowed to go on and finish her conquest. She finished overcoming the castle of Freshman Year and began the conquest of the second stronghold, Sophomore Year, farther up the river. In this same year two others, led on by the glowing stories that were told of the booty to be obtained in Daniel Baker, came out of the Lake of High School Learning into this small but famous stream These two pirates, Doris Barnett and Mary Emerson, had been companions in the same boat for many years, but on coming into this new stream, each provided herself with a boat, knowing that their interests would now differ. Now the tower of each one of these castles along the river is occupied and ruled by a lovely princess of the house of fine arts. She is beautiful to behold, but even more than her beauty of face is the sweetness of her voice. None of the pirates even tries to overcome her, but instead tries to make friends with her. Only those who promise to love and serve her can ever get into her presence. Pirate Barnett, during her conquest of Freshman Year, went up into the tower of the castle where the Princess with the Lovely Voice abode, and by making friends with her maid, Miss Virginia Hardy, gained an audi- ence with the Princess herself. At this meeting, Pirate Barnett promised to serve the Princess faithfully, and in this way, pleased her so much that she gave the Pirate permission to come to her tower as often as she liked, and promised to have her maid train her voice so that in time it would be as sweet as that of the Princess herself. However much Pirate Barnett loved the Princess with the Lovely Voice, she did not neglect her conquest of the castle. She and Pirate Emerson were sometimes almost in despair when they were severally attacked by the Duke’s eldest daughter English; but somehow they were successful, and by the end of the year they, with Pirate Horn, had completely overcome the castle of Freshman Year. In 1919 Pirate Bradshaw, who was allowed to return to the river of Daniel Baker, entered with zest the conquest of the castle of Sophomore Year along with her three fellow Pirates. This castle was somewhat easier to over- come than the first one, so the band was allowed some time for recreation, which they took eagerly. In this the Princess with the Lovely Voice consid- ered Pirate Barnett’s voice trained well enough to allow her to graduate in that line. The year as a whole was uneventful, with the exception of the graduation, which brought great honor to Pirate Barnett and her com- panions. In the fall of 1920 the four Pirates, with added confidence in their ability, rowed up the stream and beseiged the strongly fortified Castle of Junior Year. There were many difficulties which seemed at first beyond the endur- ance of the Pirates to overcome, but under the able leadership of Bradshaw the band conquered the great stronghold even as they had the lesser ones. Now, in the present year, 1921, the small band has just about completed the sacking of the Fortress of Junior Year, and is looking forward to this fall when they will row to the very source of the stream. Here stands the most beautiful castle of all, that of Senior Year. This castle is now occupied by a tribe much larger than the band of Pirates; but they are soon to abandon the castle for the Field of Real Life. —M. E., ’22. Bernice Whitely Pi Alpha Talpa Frank Taylor McClelland Brownwood Helen Murphy Coggin Brownwood Rena Freeman Pi Alpha Mercedes Roy Land Delta Kappa Sigma Santa Anna Brownwood A GROUPE OF SOPHOMORES The students of the Sophomore class of ’21 have passed the “green but growing’’ stage and feel themselves blase members of Daniel Baker College. They do not feel quite so important as they did last year, nevertheless, they cannot refrain from looking with a slight bit of contempt upon the “Fishes” far below them. First among our lordly crew is our beloved and respected president, Roy Land. Roy can easily be compared to the Socrates of ancient days—Socrates had nothing on him and we will match our president with the best of the learned. Josephine Gilliam, the voice of our crowd, has proved herself to be a second Jenny Lind. May she and her voice be as sweet as ever! Wade Sadler, the beau of our class, is a perfect Captain Kidd about capturing the ladies’ hearts. Indeed, we hear that Wade is getting very popular of late. Lucy Knox, the strong-minded one of our crew, voices her beliefs as decidedly as the former Anne Hutchinson. Lucy’s wit and common sense win favor for her projects. May she become equally as great as the Mrs. Hutchinson of history! Little Bessie Freeland, the Priscilla Mullen of our class, is as quiet and demure as any Quaker maid. Her eyes are usually studiously bent to the ground, and we are expecting results from her thoughtfulness. Molvina Skinner is a perfect “Madcap Madge.” She is full of fun and high spirits, and we must admit that we are awfully fond of her. We expect Fannie Smith by the constancy of her gentlemen admirers to marry early Like Juliet. Destroy not our illusions, Fannie! Next in line is Rena Freeman. She is as fresh and unspoiled as Maud Muller of poetic lore. Otho Cade, the oratorical member of our crowd, has begun already to win fame by his speeches and debates. Daniel Webster’s mind is a mere nothing compared to that of our classmate. The Portia of our class whose fame for speeches is widespread is no other than Bernice Whitely. Mary Brown’s quick tongue and jolly demeanor are closely related to that of the famous Beatrice in “Much Ado About Nothing.” To say the least, “she’s clever.” Let not Harry Knox’s sober, sedate expression deceive you into thinking he has no thoughts of the girls. He, like Beau Brum- mel, has as many as the rest of them. Cecil Vemer, the next in line, is the bashful member of our class. Like Young Marlowe of Goldsmith’s play, the girls seem to affect his knees and peace of mind queerly. May he not, like John Alden, have to be prompted for the “all important” question. Elisabeth Jones is known to have had as many conquests as Cleopatra. May her last be more successful than that of the famous beauty! The Hoosier Schoolmaster had no higher rival in his road to professorship than our hopeful young school marm, Stella Story. We all look with approval upon her and her early ten- dencies toward scholarliness. Lucille Russel is rapidly becoming an influential leader in our midst. Like Moses leading the Children of Israel, she leads the hearts of her associates in the right direction. Ruby Lamb is as quiet and uncommunicative as any Creole Lady. Few there be who are let into her private secrets. Myrtle Wright, we understand, can easily be compared to “His Coy Mistress.” Indeed, we hear from experienced sources that “she can freeze a fellow in August.” Octavia Jones is a typical “Peg o’ My Heart,” being a good, all-around girl. We all like her because there is something about her—well, there is something! We hear that Bob Winship is as aston- ishing as “Johnny,” and the girls all say—you’d be surprised! Edwy Baily, like the coquettish Mary Queen of Scots, has a distracting way about her that endangers all attached and unattached young men. We think she should be locked up to give the other girls a chance. Even the literary historian herself can be compared to Jo of “Little Women.” Indeed, when she is seized by one of the wild inspirations for the remarkable literature which she produces, the class expects to see her tear her hair and become truly temperamental. Thus may all the Sophs be shown in light of comparison with the important characters in history. May each and every one of them become equally as well known as the greatest of these! —R. B., ’23. VACATION’S COMIN’! Ain’t I glad, my goodness me! Speakin’ o’ joys what’s goin’ ter be— Jest two weeks an’ school is out, All them books fergot about; No more ’rithmetic an’ writin’, No more mushy po’try ’citin’, All jest fun when fish er bitin ’! Gee whiz! ain’t you a-wishin’ ’At you too c’d come a-fishin’ Down to th’ creek ’n’ Ole Ben’s Hole? A hook ’n’ a line an’ a wilier pole U’ll ketch all thet you c’n pack, All you c’n put in a gre’t big sack, All you c’n posserbly kerry back! An’ ’nen there’s swimmin’, down ’t th’ Gap, An’ all th’ sprin’ water ’at you c’n lap; There’s a spring-board there ’at’ll give an’ give, An’ no roots to ketch on when you dive; A water fight an’ a good long race Clean to th’ dam on Tucker’s Place, Faster’n ole Dan Patch c’d pace! D. E. A. ’24. FRESHMAN CLASS ROLL Hilton Bates ....... Anna Elizabeth Hall Margaret Raby....... Dorris Adams........ ..... President .. Vice-President Sec’y and Treas. . Class Historian Eustace Renfro Pearl Whitely Anna Mae Rowe John Arant John Ehrke Robert McAlister Estelle McAlister James Doyle Stallcup Austin Wilkinson Dorris Adams Pauline Fitzgerald Flora Bellamy Viola Clark A. P. .Rudder W. N. Adams, Jr. Gladys Hall Maurice Coke W. Y. Fowler Fay Byfield Thelma Bigby Ruth Ashley Frank Vernon lone Bettis Byron Kennedy Margaret Chandler Lucille Chandler Carvel McMillan Madge Stanford William W. Spurlock H. B. Clark PERSONAL CHRONICLES OF THE CLASS OF ’24. To begin our life at the beginning, we entered into existence (as we’ve been told and have no reason to disbelieve) Sept. 14, 1920. We have since heard that at the time everyone agreed in saying that we were an excep- tional infant, and .with due modesty we may say that they are saying it yet! Of course this is not exclusively to our credit, for the wise guardians who assumed management of the details of our development and guidance were Our ancestry was all that could be desired. The sturdy native stock of D. B. Academy gave us such worthy elements of growth as Hall, Renfroe, Whiteley, Rowe, Arant, Ehrke, Spurlack, Bob McAlister and Stalcup. From the refined atmosphere of “Old B. H. S.” came the splendid traits we have evidenced in Wilkinson, Adams and Fitzgerald. Our extraordinary good looks may be attributed, to a great extent,' to the strains from Mart, whence we got Bellamy and Clark, to G. Hall of Winters, Coke of -Cleburne, and McAlister of Zephyr. Our wit and charm we get from Llano Byfield, and from Ballinger in Raby and Bigby. Blanket gives us our Happy Disposition and Lovely Voice in Ashley, Vernon and Bettis, and our Amazing Intellect is traced to Kennedy of Coleman, Chandler of Kingsville, and McMillan of Comanche,—all blended parts of our complex and titanic personality. Mingled in our blood, too, are those pure elements of foreign strains, which bring with them the added strength that always comes with fresh blood, brought to us by Chandler of South Carolina, Bates of Mississippi, and Stanford, who comes from Simmons. Our life up to this time has been serene and uneventful. Of course, our older and less attractive, brothers and sisters are very jealous of us, but after we became used to being snubbed by Seniors and mistreated by Sophs, we found we could sit alone and are thriving immensely. We are rather young as yet to exhibit our wonderful powers, but with A. Hall as our head, Raby as our right hand guiding the pen, and Toofie to boost our enthusiasm, all we’ve got to say is—Watch us grow! —D. E. A., ’24. THE FRESHMEN There have been other classes, It may be, Made up of lads and lasses of degree; Which make a strong contention That they deserve some mention, But they meet with some stern dissention Here, you see! Not one of them is fit for Naming here; They needn’t think they’re IT for They are queer. We’re the only class that ever Welded bonds cannot sever Certain to endure forever And a year. We’ve the dandiest and the brightest That there are; The loveliest and the Tightest Near or far; We are the brave and witty, Good looking—if not pretty— We’re the brightest in the city, Each a star. —R. A., ’24. T. H. HART A. B. Daniel Baker College, ’95; Professor of Mathetmatics, Daniel Baker College, ’95-’97; Professor of Mathematics, Red Oak Academy, ’97-’99; Prin- cipal City Schools, ’99-1911; Superintendent of Brownwood High School, ’ll .’15; Professor of Mathematics Daniel Baker College, ’15-’18; Acting President of Daniel Baker College, ’18-’19; Principal of the Daniel Baker Academy, ’19-. THIRD YEAR PREPS FIRST AND SECOND YEAR PREPS JPECI ff n e THE TRAIL STAFF THE TRAIL STAFF THE COLLEGIAN STAFF James 0. Cade .. Editor-in-Chief Roberta Blackwell Carvel McMillan . Jas. Dovl Stalcup Roy Land Managing Editor THE COLLEGIAN STAFF McClelland literary society McClelland literary society COGGIN LITERARY SOCIETY Octavia Jones Myrtle Wright Mary Brown Norma Lynn Roussel Mary Brown Elizabeth Jones Octavia Jones Anna Elizabeth Hall Josephine Gilliam Norma Roussel Thelma Tull Myrtle Wright Rena Freeman Fern Smith Margaret Chandler .... President ____ Secretary Vice-President Treasurer Lucile Chandler Margaret Raby Lucy Knox Gladys Hall lone Bettis Ruth Ashley Pauline Fitzgerald Malvina Skinner Thelma Bigby Maurine Dyson COGGIN LITERARY SOCIETY DELTA KAPPA SIGMA LITERARY SOCIETY Roy Land ........................................................ President Eustace Renfro .................................................. Secretary Wm. W. Spurlock Cecil Verner Harry Knox, Jr. Carvel McMillan John Arant John Ehrke DELTA KAPPA SIGMA LITERARY SOCIETY PI ALPHA LITERARY SOCIETY Maurice Coke Sammy Evatt Etta Cade .... AUSTIN LITERARY SOCIETY .... President Vice-President .... Secretary Fred Smith Mary Dae Biggs Clyde Breen Ruth Chesser Etta Cade Albert Crisp Fred Ellison Nettie Anderson Ellen Jones Marion Morton Lois O’Barr Justin O’Barr Clive Pierce Ottis Pierce Clyde Robason Ruby Lee Rowe Wm. Townsend Pauline Dunn AUSTIN LITERARY SOCIETY CHI DELTA BETA GLEE CLUB Y. W. C. A. CABINET STUDENTS’ COUNCIL HERVEY HART FRANK TAYLOR ROY WHITE “The gamest footballer in Texas’’ HERVEY HART, Captain Left Half Hervey played under the handicap of a few pet boils on his neck, but that did not slow him down in the least. He held no love for the opponent who was not gentle with those boils, and those on the side-lines were sympathiz- ing with that opponent rather than Hervey, two downs after the impudent act. Captain Hart was indeed a worthy Captain; being such a good athlete, he was able to play either on the line or in the baekfield. His ability as a leader, and his consistent fighting always kept up the morale of the team. “You can call him ‘Goose’ if you want to—he was a ‘going gander’ against Meridian.” FRANK TAYLOR Right Half Taylor was one of the hardest hitting men on the team. Many an opponent has had his bright hopes for a touchdown shattered when he came rushing down the field with the ball tucked smugly under his arm and met Frank Taylor. Goose did his best playing against Meridian when he bucked the line time after time for a five or ten yard gain. We know that this will be sad news to our enemies, but it has been reported that he will be back just twice as strong “A kicker, a runner, a passer, What else could you want?” ROY WHITE Full Back Who is that big fellow who smashes the line like paper? This was the question that every one asked of Roy White during the last foot ball season. When Roy kicked the ball, the long safety of the opposing side always had to run back to get it. His long passes were known all over the state. On defen- sive, White’s playing was as good as the offensive. The runner that got by him had to literally fly, for it was impossible to run around him. HILTON BATES ROY LAND J. O. CADE “A good end, a willing worker, a hard fighter, and a might fine pal” HILTON BATES Left End Bates was a little light, but what he lacked in weight he made up for in speed. He sometimes moved down the field so fast that he had to run sideways to keep from flying. If an opponent ever got loose he had to ‘‘step on it” to keep ahead of Bates. Hilton was an expert at catching passes; when a pass came within anything like catching distance, Bates caught it. ‘‘He’ll be all State Quarter in 1922” ROY LAND Quarterback Roy had had but little experience in foot ball when he came out this year, however, his mental ability together with his willingness to work hard, soon placed him in the position of quarterback. On the defensive, he was a sure tackier; on the offensive he was especially good at line bucks. We are ex- pecting him back next year, and in him we hope to have one of the best quar- terbacks in the State. ‘‘Cade sure set up to that last quarter at Sherman” J. O. CADE Utility Cade came out for foot ball because he liked the game. During the foot ball season he was never satisfied unless he had a suit on and was out hitting the line. The question was often heal’d on the side-line—‘‘Who is that big Daniel Baker Right Guard that they can’t hold”? After Cade got warmed up and somebody rubbed him the wrong way a few times he became a terror to his opponents. They could not keep him out on the defensive, and he always opened up a hole on the offensive. BILL TOWNSEND CLYDE BREEN MAURICE COKE “Doc Snyder’s Favorite” MAURTCE COKE Left Guard Coke’s fighting qualities were admired, not only by all of Daniel Baker, but by all of his opponents as well. Being a big man and a hard fighter, Maurice got “picked on” a great deal. But did he leave the field when he got such a thing as a head split open or some ribs knocked in? Not enough that you could tell it. He played right through until the end of the game, and then went down to Dr. Snyder and got himself stuck together again, so he could play the next game. “Shoulders and ankles couldn’t keep him out” BILL TOWNSEND Right Guard Some of the big teams over the State tried to “treat Bill rough.” They took pains to sprain both of his ankles and one of his shoulders, but they couldn’t keep him out of the game; he would stop just long enough to regain his power of locomotion and he was back in again. We hope to have him back next year and we believe that he will develop into one of the best foot ball men in Texas. “A man who will take a cussin’ and smile is the fellow who follows the right kind of style” CLYDE BREEN Right End Breen was “kinda” young and didn’t know much foot ball. The Coach sometimes addressed him in terms that were not exactly complimentary, but he just smiled and went on with the practice determined to make the team. He made it and played with credit to himself and to the School. Clyde had a few pet boils on his arms this year, but they never bothered him after the game started. AUGUST HOFFMAN HORACE SWEET CLARK WOOD “A steady hard working center” AUGUST HOFFMAN Center Hoffman came out with little knowledge of foot ball, but with a determina- tion to make the team. The coach gave him a tryout as center. His hard work together with his steady nerve made him just the man for the position. Hoff- man played every game like a professional. He was in the game fighting hard all the time, but he was cool and his nerve was steady. The Quarter always felt that August could be depended upon, to pass the ball correctly and at the right time. ‘‘Shug was always good for a hole” HORACE SWEET Left Tackle Shug played many games of foot ball before he came to Daniel Baker. He knew how to go through the line and “spill” the runner and he never failed to do it. He fought right through from the beginning of the game to the end. They never got too big nor too many for Sweetie. They all looked alike to him and his motto was: “Treat ‘em rough.” “When Clark stopped talking, he played great ball” CLARK WOOD Right Tackle Talking was the only thing that Clark liked better than foot ball. He was a great asset as a player and as a man to encourage the other players and dis- courage his opponents. When some daring opponent rubbed him the wrong way, too hard and he got up and growled a little and then hushed, why—Just call for a hole on Clark’s side, he would open up a hole big enough “To drive a wagon through.” BASEBALL It is altogether too early in the season to make a very strong prediction as to the question of the outcome of our baseball this season, but we feel safe in saying that it will be a credit to both the players and the school. The first two games of the season were lost heavily to the Nine from A. C. C., which in a measure is explainable by an accident that happened to our catcher just a few minutes before the game was called. But our little Club “came back”, and in a hard fought game of twelve innings, defeated Simmons by a score of 3-2. The prospects now, if we have no more accidents, are very bright for a successful season. Bates, who held third base last season, has turned pitcher and is showing up well—his pitching against Simmons was great. With a little more training, he will be a “jam up” pitcher; he has not forgotten how to play third yet, and if you watch him while he isn’t pitching, he will show you that he hasn’t. Sadler is an all-round good man; he played the positions of second base last year but this year he is playing the positions of third base, short-stop, and pitcher. Land and Taylor both played with us last season, and are good men; They play the respective positions of first base, and right field. Verner played some last year, but he was unable to make the first club, but this year he has “come out of the cack” and is playing short to perfection. Calling attention to this story would not be complete without some of our new material. Smith is a youngster but if he keeps on trying he will make somebody a good center fielder. Smith’s excellent hitting gives him a good send off. Wilkinson, although another youngster, played a mighty pretty game against Simmons in right field. Toofie is little but “around here in spots,” and if a ball happens to roll out toward second base he always connects up with it. Vernon got his finger broke just before the A. C. C. game, but since it got well he has been “sackin’ ‘em’” behind the bat. Pliler joined us a few days after the season began, coming from Brownwood High School, and the indications are that lie will make us a good pitcher. Dumneil also came from B. H. S. and he is sure going to make somebody get up and work to keep first base. If Fats Rudder even learns to keep the ground from “flying up and hitting him in the face”, he is going to make a good second baseman. JOKES FAMOUS AFFINITIES Pork and Beans, Skin and Bones, Fair and Warmer, Ham and Eggs, Fred and Fern, Cade and Marjorie, Bessie and Kirby, W. Y. and Libby, Sam and Octavia, Bob and Flora, Harry and Fay, Mr. Porter and Zaek. He sang and sang “I will hang my harp on a willow tre-e-e, I will hang my harp on a willow tre-e-e,” each time breaking on the high note. Finally the patient father from the next room ventured, “Better hang it on a low branch, Frank.” ELEGY ON W. Y. FOWLER Libby and Willie were desperately in love, He delighted to call her his turtle dove, Libby had completed the district school, And informed the people that she was no fool Having studied it in a fortnight She thought t’would be but right To send her Willie a devils food cake Which she herself had learned to bake. Willie broke the cake ’tween his finger and thumb Then he ate it every crumb, Next day Willie heard the bad angel’s drum Softly playing, “Come, Willie, Come.” By Bill Spurlock. A TALE OF A LITTLE TEAR by Carvel MacMillan When the Brownwood light in dying Wraps the Dormitory in pallid light, Then, hark to a murmur sighing Thru the swirling mists of night, On the sorrowful wind it hovers And whispers secrets dear, A story of love and lovers, A tale of a little tear. When the Brownwood night is falling And the campus grows dim and grey, Then, hark to a voice calling Out of the dying day. On the sorrowful wind it hovers And whispers secrets dear, This story of love and lovers, This tale of a little tear. Mr. Barnett—“That young roller comes here too often; I want it Dorris B.—“I’m sure, Father, I do all I can to discourage his visits.” Mr. Barnett—“Nonsense, I haven’t heard you sing to him once.” Hervey—“Sorry, old chap, but I am looking for a little financial suc- cor again.” Cade—“You’ll have to hunt further. I am not the little financial sucker I used to be.” “This is my car,” exploded Dr. Thompson irately to the garageman, “and what I say about it goes,—see”? Just then a dirty faced machinist crawled out from under the dead ma- chine and said pleadingly, “Say ‘engine’, Mister.” Barber—“Shall I go over your face twice sir”? Mr. Jackson—“Let’s see if you left enough of it to make it worth while.” Some die from drinking coffee, Some die from drinking tea, But I’m afraid that water Will be the death of me. —Soliloquy from W. Y. Fowler. “Fay kissed Harry last night.” “Well, did he kiss her back?” “No, she was not wearing that kind of a gown.” Mr. Hart was talking to his preps about how beneficial certain books were. He turned to Iola B. and asked, “What book has helped you most this year?” Iola without hesitation replied, “Dad’s check book.” As a pleasant faced woman passed the corner, Coke touched his hat to her and remarked feelingly to his companion, “You know, Judge, I owe a great deal to that woman.” “Your Mother?” asked the Judge. “No, my landlady.” Dr. Gray, on making the following announcement seems to have prepared for untoward results from his preaching: “There are some flowers here,” he said, “for those who are sick at the end of this sermon.” Miss Post—“Have you a Ladies Home Journal?” Norma Lynn—“No, but I have a Woman’s Home Companion.” Miss Post—“Ah, a man!” Pay B.—“You are quite an early bird Harry!” Harry K.—“Ah yes, by jove! And I have caught the worm too!’ Fay B.—‘ ‘ Good gracious Bessie! What’s the matter with your ear ? ’ ’ Bessie F.—“Nothing, dear, there’s a leaky foimtain pen in Kirby’s vest pocket.” “Speaking of bathing in famous springs,” said the tramp to the tourist, “I bathed in the spring of 1886.” A DIME NOVEL They met at the steps of Coggin Hall, and gallantly he asked for permis- sion to walk a piece with Her. They strolled down Austin Ave., until they counted the Ten Cent Piece which he had been sure was in There. So he in- vited her to buy Cherry Creams. She accepted and in they went and selected them carelessly, he reached in his pocket for the Dime. He drew it out and, looking at it a minute, he was dumfounded to see that it was Yellow in color, and was only a New Bright Penny. Horrors, what should he do? The clerk glared at Him fiercely, and the Girl looked at him coldly. He was forced to Pull out his Watch, and offer it to the Clerk in Payment. He bit it to see if it was gold, and placed it in the Cash. In the meantime the Girl had gone outside to meet another Fellow, who had some Real Money. Moral: If you ask a girl to have a Cherry Cream, be sure that you have plenty of Sense, or at least Ten of them. “Are you sure you are qualified to lead a jazz orchestra?” asked the hotel proprietor. ‘ ‘ Absolutely, ’ ’ answered George McCulley with confidence. “I have had two nervous breakdowns, I have been turned down by my four best girls, and I have coached at first base for two seasons.” Proud mother to distinguished visitor—“Did you see anything of my daughter at the dance?” Distinguished visitor—“I should say I did.” Consider the tennis player, my children, for he is a mighty man. He 'ompeth in the blazing sunshine, and hurteth not the blisters. It scoreheth on his perspiring neck; He chaseth the bounding hoss pill as a hen pursueth the grasshopper in the spring time. He overtaketh it and smiteth it with great violence. He knoweth not fatigue, for, verily, a mighty man is he. But he goeth home in June and his father cometh with him thus, by saying; “A goodly number of simoleons have I expended upon thy education; take heed, therefore, this hoe and proceeded to the onion patch to dig weeds. He wendeth his way to the patch and annihilateth a few weeds and many onions, when behold! he is overcome with exhaustion, yea, verily, he falleth in a dead faint. He arouseth himself and draggeth himself to the shade of a neighboring tree; there he remaineth until the noon hour. —Selah. Work for exams are coming, Work through the midnight hours, Work while the sun is shining, Work through rain and showers, Work when the profs are angry, Work for exams are coming, When a pass is lost or won. —V. C. Dr. Schliemann—“When bodies com together violently they generate heat.” Sadler—“Not always, I hit a guy once and he knocked me cold.” George Me.—“The other day my watch stopped, and when I took it to the jeweler he found a tiny bedbug in it.” Bob W.—‘ ‘ That so ? How did it get in ? ” George Me.—“Why, it crawled in between the ticks.” ODE TO THE SILLY SIX It is true that the silly six Are always playing some cute tricks, Every day they walk the street In hopes some handsome boys to meet. Then to their classes they are late, Every one with an empty pate, They sorely vex their kindly teachers By being all such silly creatures, Then from their classes they make a dash To take a ride in Marjorie’s Nash. —M. S. The other day Cade heard a pretty good conundrum and he decided to try it on Marjorie P. ‘ ‘ Do you know why I am like a mule ? ” he asked her. “No,” she replied promptly, “I know that you are, but I don’t know why Students Popularity Contest Most Studious Best All-round Most Popular Best Looking Most Dependable Wittiest Most fascinating Cutest Most Talented Biggest Flirt Biggest Talker Most Optimistic Most Pessimistic Best Musician Most Conceited Most Athletic Most Hopeless Biggest Bluffer Most Fickle Best Dressed Ugliest Boy Daintiest Girl Most Feminine BOY Roy Land H. Bates H. Bates Joe Dumneil E. Renfro Frank Taylor Geo. McCulley Jas D. Stalcup J. O. Cade Geo. McCulley Jas. D. Stalcup Byron Kennedy Sam Mclnnis Geo. McCulley Frank Vernon Hilton Bates Wm. Cochran Jas. D. Stalcup Wm. Townsend Austin Wilkinson Bill Spurlock GIRL Stella Story M. Prentice M. Prentice Josephine Gilliam Doris Adams Flora Bellamy Malvina Skinner Marjorie Prentice Flora Bellamy Anna E. 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