Denton High School - Bronco Yearbook (Denton, TX)

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TWENTY YEARS HENCE Tw: s Tr.u: d y-«ve. the clo.k showed nine. The biecze was chill, the fire was fine— All Freshmen were then sound asleep. A Senior lonely vigils keep. You ask what forces are combined To banish slumber from my mind? Thoughts of the future of my friends. Of what each dees, and where Fate sends — ngtge my thoughts—bid me express What Fate shall bring—what happiness. And down the vista of the years Cl-ude Minter's futuie, first appeals: He d .veils where Nature spreads her charms. She ioid l lm In her verd°nt arms For aim. she tunrs her sweetest lyre The soothing accents of her choir. Imbued with perfect harmony Surrounds his soul with melody. Could I but bid the curtain rise That tells the future from our eyes. True, good and wise, with gentle art Our Johnle Mae will play her part— Both Queen of hearts and Queen of home. With friendly smile for all who come Then Clifford, in the future see. Freni poet's troubles not quite free; But with his pm and pretty wife To smooth the rugged road of life— And many friends with words sincere. To bless his lot from year to year— Few are the Ills that do beset And short bis moments of regret. Tom, quite annulling natural law's An “Gobbo. wins immense applause. Mattie follows her natural bent Becomes a college president. I see Leclle, so sweet of face An honor to the human race- -Gentle of heart and pure In life !n virtue rich—a teacher's wife. No tongue my rapture could express No measure bound my happiness When I see Grace, dear, gentle lass (Whose lovely graces none surpass) Become a preacher’s wife Offering her help in life's great strife Then Anna wins a lawyer's fees,— Has won the highest of degre-s What though she labor long and hard Contentment brings a sweet reward. A boon that Tame will always know

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stems afford (he- young ladles of the class much pleasure In waching the young men prick their fingers: fourth, (hut, in Idle pupils' minds, the petals are good to eat. and fifth, of its huge size. The dignity of the Seniors was Imitated and made fun of several times, from which rose several debates, scraps and fusses: but it would be recoruing too much of our own valor to describe any of these engagements. So I will mere.y state that a class yell and several ridiculing yells weie put into eaect. HISTORIAN. A BALLAD OF THE FAITHFUL FEW 'Twas ours to labor and to wail. Ours not to do or die: 'Twas ours to study soon and late As Senior year drew nigh. I sing no stirring warrior-song. Nor sing midst battle-din, I only sing the labors long Of those who work and win. I will not sing and cry, Alas! Great men are now no more. The ’u5 High School Senior Class, Has at the last counted four. A half-a-dozen girls or so. The best sort ever, too; And altogether, you must know. We are the Faithful Few. Four years, with little praise or thanks. We've labored toward the goal: Where once full three-scoro filled our ranks. Scarce half-score answer roll. Through haps and mishaps by the wav. Througu work and pleasure, too, Our fellow-students, day by day, Have left the Faithful Few. This Is the ballad of the Few, The song of those who strive: Maroon and gold—the tried and true: The class of Nineteen-five. Here’s to the class of Nineteen-five! Long wave maroon and gold! And may sweet memories survive What future years unfold. Elbert Scoggins. 05.

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A joy, he,” too, can help bestow. There' cne within our class ro strange I scarcely know how year may change; Hla thoughts are great and great hi alms, Increasing dally in hi fume Till in a Senate chair he'll sit And live on Uncle Sam a bit. Hut in his quiet hours of rest Grave Elbert will his time Invest Revising Webster's bulky mass. He’s still a bachelor, alas! But now alas, the veil descends. And all my sibyl musing ends; E'er e'en one fleeting glimpse I gain Of that one future that I fain Would read the clearest—’tls my own— The spells Is broken, fancy’s flown. My thoughts revert to tasks undone Of Trig, and Virgil yet to learn. FINIS. A Senior, E. L. W. CLASS WILL Know all men by these presents, that we, the Senior class of 1905, of the county of Denton, of the State of Texas, being in good health, and of sound and disposing niind and memory, do make and publish this, our last will and testament, hereby revoking all wills by us at any time heretofore made. First. To the Junior Class as a body we hereby l.equeath our class-room In the lower left-hand corner of the school-building. Second. Wg also leave to you those yard-sticks and erasers which you purchased with your good ducats, and of which we have mad good use. Third. Also, to the girls of the Junior class, we hand down the Senior girls' exceptional talent in the noble profession of note-writing Fourth. To the boys of the Junior class we bequeath the special privilege of sitting on the front seats at recitation, carefully placed at six-foot intervals; also, the privilege of stoking the Are when the janitor is busy elsewhere. Fifth. Be It written that Claude Minter has reluctantly vacated the office of class angel; this office we leave to Horace Witherspoon. We are certain, however, that none, not even Horace, can give such huge satisfaction in that capacity as did Claude. .'ll