Denton High School - Bronco Yearbook (Denton, TX)

Text from Pages 1 - 124 of the 1906 volume:

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Texas, in the year 1875, where he still lesides. He was for more than twenty years connected with the schools of Denton, having been principal of the Masonic Institute, principal of the High School, and superintendent of the Public Schools. His has been a life of service, no conspicuous, but one which lias won for him the highest praise and commendation fi on all with whom he has come in contact. In nl! the relations of life in which he has been called upon to act. whether as student, teacher, husband of father—in the public or private walks of life, he has tr. de for himself a record, unmet red by a single spot, i nd has bull; a character above suspicion and without teproach. His mind thcrougly disciplined and deeply imbued with solid learning, he went forth to give to the world a life of usefulness, and how well he has succeeded let the fiultg of his labors as we see them today testify. We would place upon his brow the highest encomium, ty saying, his cardinal virtue is an incorruptable Integrity which causes him to recognise no other standard of greatness, than that which has Its foundation In moral excellence. He has spent his life In a work that blesses humanity. and while he Is bending under the accumulated weight of years, may he console himself with the thought that life's mission has been nobly and grandly fulfilled and that the good which he has done will live w'hcn the Sculptured marble shall have mouldered Into dust. May he live many years to enjoy a fuller fruition of his label 8, and may no strife disturb his days, or sorrow distress his nights; and when the dickering lamp of life burns low. may It not receive one rude blast to hasten its extinction, and finally may he have an abundant entrance In.o that city not made with iunds. SL a K a HULHH Ad V ----iivjiaxri b'KY'D XVKHSaJId 8HV'K aaOKOHdOH • SBVIO MOISiiir 88VX) Moixas • • OHYOfl OONOHII AX'i.x va •• UJIYOII 'l M H.� S wn on ttit 01 OV- VZ 17. 91 81 Mu .o: Haec ollm mcminlssc iuvabit.—Virgil. II! • II SCHOOL VI I.L Rojn. Hl-kl! Hl-kl! Liston to the noise! We are the Dentcn High School boys. Girls. High School! High School! Yen! Y We aie the girls of the D. H. S. All. High School! High School! Is our cry V—I—C—T—O—R—Y. Color: Maroon. The Bronco. The saddle Is on. the flank girt Is well tightened and the bronco puffs and snorts, about to be led before the eagerly wafting spectators. Here he comes now. led by two sturdy youths; a half dozen others follow behind, hallooing and wildly brandishing heavy cudgels; he bucks iciously; and with head between his forelegs, he comes down upon the ground with terrific force, bellowing meanwhile. Behind all, with an air of professional Indifference, stalks the bronco buster: his huge spurs clank at every step; In his left hand is a heavy quirt; his bronzed face is well shaded by his wide spreading sombrero. The two youths grasp the bits on each side; all are intent: the bronco buster advances with a firm tread, grasping the pommel, throws his foot into the stirrup and quick as a flash leaps into the saddle. Be it known that in the above allegory, fable, parable or story, bronco buster, by Interpretation, means Editor-in-Cbief of The Bronco, and by a like exegesis the two sturdy youths holding the bits are seen to be the Business Manager and Art Editor, while those frantically brandishing their cudgels are evidently the Associate Editors. But who, says one, are those eager spectators?” Why. tney are the public impatiently waiting for this, the second volume of The Broncc—or rather tl'at part of the public consisting of those choice spirits, who, like yourself, dear reader, are capable of appreciating the really sublime in Literature and noble in Art If, however, on account of the local coloring, the subtle wit should In any place elude even your grasp, pluck the sieve of the Editor-in-ChJef. draw him aside, hold your sides and then make known your misgivings. Or If for like reason, the deep spiritual significance of any of the drawings should baffle your critical eye. whisper your doubts in the Art Editor's ear and he will set you right. J. S. CAIILIKLK. SUIT. OF CITY SCIIOOI ifnntltit Wtntxni 3 ! £ x; It itf ;S‘rluu L ft ‘KIN. W. X. MASTKItS. It. S. A. It.. SC'IKX ’K A l) LATIN. XV. XI. TAYLOK. b. s.. a. b.. K (.1ISH AM) HI8TOKY. •� . J. Mcl OOK. It.S '! ITHKMATICS. L. I GAMKLK. MATHKMATIf'S AND LATIN . The Bronco Board. 1. Horace Witherspoon President Students’ Council 2. 3. Mary Williams Carroll Garrison Secretary Students’ Council 4. Harold Moore ASSOCIATE KDITOKS: 5. Anna Banks 6. Everett Bass ('LASS EDITORS: 7. Margery Ballard—Senior. 8. Mabel Hogue—Junior. 9. Mattie Lee Underwood—Sophomore. 10. Mabel Strickland—Freshman. ART EDITORS: 11. Campbell J. Duggan. 12. Blanche Thomason. Officers. Ernest Bates.......................... Bessie Carlisle....................... Margery Ballard...... ........... Willie Jones......... ................ Motto: Carpe diem CLASS YELL. We're the ones who have to dig. Literature, History, Virgil, Trig, We're the ones who standards fix. Seniors! Seniors! Nineteen-six! CX)LORS: FLOWBBt Maroon and White. White Carnation. President Secretary ...Editor Historian 24 Ladle Wilson—“Her memory, miraculously great. Could plots exceeding man’s belief relate.' Klla May Underwood- - “Be to her faults a little blind. Be to her virtues very kind: Let all her ways be unconflned. And dap your padlock—on her mind. ' Harold Moore— And when you stick on conversation's butrs Don't strew your pathway with those dreadful 'urs WUlle Jones— A child of our grandmother Eve, a female; or, for thy more complete understanding, a woman. I Carroll Garrison— He thought of convincing when we thought of dining. Bessie Carlisle— A bonnie. sweet, sonsie lassie.’ Ernest Bate “Three-fifths of him genius and iwo-flfths sheer fudge. Margery Ballard— Her glorious fancies come from far. Beneath the silver evening star. Horace Witherspoon— I am proud to declare I have no predilections; And ray heart is a sieve where some scattered affections Are Just tossed about for a moment or two, And the finer they are. the more sure to run through. 'The finishing touches have all been made. Senior Class History. We deeply regret that space is so limited as not to permit our giving a detailed history of this particular tribe of High Schoolites—the most cultured, the most highly civilized and refined of them all—namely the Seniors. However, we will endeavor to give us full an account as possible of its most important features, and its most brilliant attainments, for indeed, one could hardly be well Informed in history without at least a slight knowledge of the same. To begin at the beginning, these people had to fight long and hard for the possession of their place of abode. But even when they had at length driven out the aborigines. and ruthlessly appropriated their name and territory to themselves, the ' were not allowed to enjoy their possession in peace, for soon a very fierce and barbaric tribe, called Jpniors, from a neighboring locality, broke through the barriers on the north, and poured its hordes down upon the peaceful Inhabitants. Yet, fortunately, these were not entirely incapable of civilization, and the Seniors finding it a hapeless task to rid themselves of so great a number, succeeded in effecting this to a small degree The government of the Seniors is. in its present s:ate, oUgharclal in form, having three supreme rulers However, the people have one tribune, who has served from the time of their settlement in this new territory up to the present day, and will be likely to serve until the break-up of the tribe. This tribune, by name, the Rt. Hon. Ernest Bates, has always assumed a sort of patriarchal protectorate over them, presiding at the general assembly, and adding the final word to all matters of Importance. Their laws are made arbitrarily by the oligharca, and are usually obeyed to the letter: but occasionally some unruly citizen chances to violate certain phases thereof, and consequently receives punishment according to his crime—the worst criminals being attended to personally by one of the ollgharcs in an underground cave, (name similar to ’purgatory. ) But what is particularly wonderful about this tribe is the peculiar talent displayed by almost every member. For, Indeed, If we compare numbers and length of time, this people has produced, during the brief iieriod of Its existence, enough great characters, both male and female, in the realm of art and literature, to rival even the Romans In their Augustan age. or the Athenians in their age of Pericles. One individual Is a distinguished orator and physicist; another is a critic and novelist of no small 32 merit; one is a great humorist; one Is another Herodotus; others are artists, poets, musicians, etc.—and all are scholars. Upon the whole, these people, from an intellectual standpoint, are truly wonderful. Speaking of their peculiar characteristics, it Is. Indeed, difficult to define them, they are so unusual. Each tribe of High Schoolites has some particular trait for which it Is noted—the Juniors, for instance, are celebrated for their apishness, and the Sophomores for their meekness—but none possess that loftiness of character, that majestic dignity and intellectual superiority, which is peculiar to the Seniors. Indeed, all good qualities seem harmoniously blended Into one happy combination. But we must not neglect, ere we leave this subject, to mention their patriotism and national spirit. Although they have ever preferred peace, and endeavored to preserve the same, they are no sluggards when It comes to war in defense of their reputed dignity ns a nation. They have one common motto, I. e. Carpe diem, and all work together toward this end, never falling to seize the oppor- unity of bringing honor on their tribe or on each other. II It takes hard work, hard work in given; if it takes . gating, lighting is done, and usually they end up with • eir triumphant battle cry: We’re the ones who have to dig. Lit.. History. Virgil. Trig.— We're the ones who standards fix. Seniors, Seniors. 1906!” But the brilliant career of the Seniors Ir now drawing to a close, and soon the national colors of maroon and white will nourish no more in the land of the High Schooiites. For. like the majestic Rome, with all her beauty and culture, the tribe is now pressed hard by the still barbarious Juniors with their numerous allies from the north. But quite unlike that of Rome is Its destiny. The fates will not yield it up to slaughter and pillage; they will not allow it to be cruelly overcome by the barbarians; but will rather lead it forth, dispersed it is true, but to other, and perhaps, more peaceful homes somewhere upon the vast table-land of life. HISTORIAN Senior Class Poem. Fair girls with faces radiant as the morning. And earnest boys with hearts so brave and true: L’ehold what happy eves when life Is dawning. Ere care and sorrow cloud ycur sky so blue. 1 love to see your bright and careless fancies. And hear the merry laugh of Bessie, gay; I would not quench the brightness of your glances. Nor calm the light in Ernest’s eyes of gray. The weeks to months, the months to years have lengthened. That we have wilked in Carroll’s pleasant ways; And Clara’s love for you has daily strengthened. As we like blossoms opened to her gaze. Together, wandering backward through the ages. We’ve learned of those upon the roll of fame; And hearts have thrilled as eyes have read the pages. That told the power and greatness of a name. We’ve hea;d the voice of gentle Jessie, singing. And felt the power of Horace, hundred-souled;” We've heard the words sublime of Maggie ringing. As down the room the echoes slowly rolled. ’Twas Margery who loves to say my goodness, And Ella Mae who told us life is real; They may forget this truth in hours of gladness, Bu: never when their hearts In sorrow deal. In all these pleasant tasks so near completeness. Have we true virtue made the highest aim; And thought that goodness far surpasses greatness. That Fay's true worth Is equal Lucile’s fame. O’er learning's heights when our young feet would stumble. And our impatient spirits chafe at rule; Then Willie was so kind and meek and humble, That in her own true heart she first kept school. Dear girls and boys, so eager in your gladness. To change for life’s rough road the school-room floor. May sorrow never come to dim with sadness. But happy days surround you evermore. —HAROLD MOORE. 06. A Retrospect of the Senior Class. There are thirteen of us In this class of 1906. We are now preparing to quit this shorter race with a well done.” We are soon to start on a longer road over harder ground. We have duly exhibited our senior dignity”, and trust that we have kept it unimpaired for the Juniors' future use. You, dear Sophs, Juniors and Freshles , have loved and petted us. and paid us due hom-ag; but we are forced to leave you. Methlnks I see your tears, and we must leave you this memento of us. All great things have marvelous pasts, so has this class of '06; and 'for thy more complete understanding, we leave it to you. Let us begin by looking for a short time into the first grade of this class. Having rapped at the door, we are admitted by Miss Etta Jones, and politely asked to be seated. We turn our attention to the pupils and their work. As we look around we see several familiar faces. Miss Etta ia conducting a recitation in reading. At the present moment, a slender girl wearing a white apron over blue checks is reciting. Her hair is parted In the middle, brushed straight back on either side and braided in two tight braids, while her almond shaped eyes are vainly endeavoring to determine what c-a-u-g-h-t spells. At last, accompanying each word by the swaying of her bojy. she reads: The — cat — caught — a — rat. — did — it — not?” Looking closely in her race, we discover this little lady to be Miss Willie Jones. Now the class is dismissed, and a class in Arithmetic is called. The first one to recite, whom we recognize, is a darkeyed little girl, wearing a gingham apron. Her distio gulshing features are a pug nose and a suit of dark, clinging. corkscrew curls, looking as though they could never te straightened. We perceive, at a glance, that this is Clara Crowder. Having since learned of her mathematical abilities, we are surprised to hear her say that two tin es two is six. On the end of the bench near her we see two other famJJIar faces. The one maid, blue-eyed, f: eckle-fjccd and having a small bunch of yellow hair tied with a short red ribbon, wo discover to bo Miss Jessie Lane. The other, blue-eyed, also, we see is the writer. The first of these two corrects the assertion that two times two is six. and affirms that two times two is four. For the further benefit of the class. Miss Etta commands the second of these two maids to write this on the board. We open our eyes wide at the ludicrous way in which she writes. We look at a left hand wriggling over the board in all conceivable positions until we are forced to cross our eyes to follow its motion. 3 While this recitation has been In progress, wo have been repeatedly hearing sounds of dropping books. We look around In time to see a chubby-faced boy Just In the act of again knocking the book out of the hands of the little maid behind him His blue eyes and laughing face tell of the fun he is having cut of his mischief. But as we look, the comedy becomes tragedy. The young man is assailed from the rear by a pair of strong little hands, one getting a Arm grasp on bis hair, while the other vigorously assaults his nose; and a loud cry of “stop her” resounds through the room. By this time the attention of every one is attracted, and we take a closer look Into the faces of the interesting pair. The pretty, dark-haired little girl we see is our Maggie, and the hoy, we see at a glance is Horace. But now he is Horace no longer, for since this memorable episode he has been “Stopper” to everyone. The two delinquents Having been punished, the class is dismissed, we say our farewells and depart. Now, one year later, let us make a short visit to Mrs. Neely's room. Here wo are entertained by hearing a second reader and a spelling class. We are in these classes the same happy faces we viewed the previous year. As we see and listen- a rap sounds at the door. On its being opened, a lady imioducing herself as Mrs. Garrison, enters with a black-eyed, curly-haired bey. A sent having been found for him, the lady departs. Scarcely had she done so, howover. when thin same little bey lets us know by means of vocal demonstrations that he 'wants his mamma'. Only by dint of much persuasion is he Induced to remain. Thus we have a picture of Carroll’s first entrance into school. Rut we must go now, as we have several other rooms to visit. Now, in this, the succeeding year, let us stop for a time in the third grade. Miss lacuna Gray, we see. is the instructress, and the class is being Introduced into the mysteries of elementary geography. We only spend a few minutes here, but dwell long enough to see that one more has been added to the class. This light-haired. blue-eyed maiden is Lucile Wilson. From the actions of the class we judge that she has been a welcome addition to it. We are rather a maxed to hear her tell Miss Gray that she knows all about the formation of the earth because she remembers when nnd how it was done. We attribute this to that marvelous memory she has since exhibited. But let us linger here no longer, for visitors are not so much appreciated when their calls are too long. Now , let us look in on the class in their fifth grade. They have succesfully passed through their fourth grade studies, and now we see the same familiar faces busied over physiologies, grammars nnd literatures. But ns we look around the class this time we see quite a number of new faces. Here is a bright boy who shows there :Ui Ik ‘genius Involved In him. He is drawling out a very original explanation of the moat difficult problem in the Arithmetic lesson. Back there on the back seat are two other new faces, also. The slight figure with dark eyes, dark hair and freckles of the one tell us that she Is Ella Mae. while the other proves to be none other than our little Pay. Now a literature class Is called. The book for study Is the Courtship of Mile Blandish. During the discussion we are emphatically told by one young lady that Priscilla did exactly right In tflllng John to speak for himself ’, and had she been there, she would have done precisely the same thing. Pray, who Is this staunch believer in Priscillas me.hod? Let us look at her. We see two %ery long braids cf hair hist, for this seems to be the laigest thing abou: her. Next we see a rosebud mouth, a ;ug nose and two blue eyes, oval and large and passion pute. Then It is that we lenin that Priscilla’s defender Is Bessie. Although our visit this time has been such a pleasure, we are now forced to leave with many regrets. Now. after two successive years, we come again to visit this same class in Prof. Arnold's room. They have finished the Intermediate studies under Miss Donald and Mr. Roark, and are now ready to begin the long struggle with Latin and higher mathematics. As they recite they prove to us that they are fully prepared for the High School battle But wt must say our adieus In the next year we again visit our old friends ••still achieving, still pursuing” in the ninth grade, under Mr. Taylor. Here the Instructor, in his do-not dare-to-have-an-opinion manner, is explaining ‘unity and ‘coherence to the class. We do not tarry here long, but we perceive that our class is now learning what real literature is. and being taught how to appreciate it. Now we come to them in the tenth grade They are In trouble. Principles of Physics, angles of triangles. Caesar’s victorious legions and “The Vicar of Wakefield are getting Into their heads In chaotic order This year we see all the class, with one addition, under Mr. Masters. Mr. McCook and Mr. Taylor. We find here the six we first visited, together with those we discovered In ur later visits. Harold has boon added to the list now. During our visit It is Harold who informs ns fully about de possum’s tall—about de ha’r what isn’t dar and why de ha'r is niissln’. Now we come for our last visit. Here, in the eleventh grade, are all the thirteen. Under Mr. Masters the merits of Virgil’s Aeneid are being learned. Mr. McCook Is teaching them how to develop the convolutions of the brain by Trigonometry, while Mr Taylor alternately teaches Macaulay’s methods and the names of the seven wives of Henry VIII. But this, our last visit, must come to an end. as all go.:d things do. This is the wonderful past history of the Class cf MARGERY BALLARD. •OG. A Farewell. The years, they have vanished like shadows, Like ghosts they have glided away. The longed-for graduation time has come. How happily we look into the future. Our hopes are high and oh. how anxious we are to get out into the world—to become a part of it. Our hearts are bubbling over with happiness, but still there is a feeling of sadness which we cannot, would not dispel. All the happy hours of companionship have come to a close. Then, there is the old school building. Its very walls are dear to us. For eleven years they have protected us. They seemed to smile « n us when we were gay; when we were worried or sad. there seemed a world of sympathy in their aspect. How we shall miss all this! What can take the place of the kind and encouraging words of our teachers? There will be times when we shall wish to hear them so much. We shall remember with pleasure our association with the under-graduates. All these pleasant things we have put away in memory’s casket. When we feel discouraged or lonely, we will bring these forth and be cheered. Now, however, our hearts are light and we feel happy. We have resolved to be and do something of which all will be proud. With smiling faces, we turn toward the future and go forth from our school life. :t9 Officers. Will Gregg.....................................President Esther Maglll................................. Secretary Mabel Hogue.......................................Editor Patty Richardson...............................Historian Motto: Semper ad altiora. ('LASS YELL. Ris’.’a-raw! Risha-raw! Rlsha-raw-res! We are Juniors of the D. H. S. We’re hot stuff! That’s no bluff! We study Physics, and never get enough! COliOKS. FLOWER. Purple and old gold. White Rose. ■to Ina Frit - r Ellen Smith, Alias “Helen — “As prone to mischief, as able to perform it. Holland Neely— “Being of great length, though not so broad.” Charm McNiel— Nursing her wrath to keep it warm. “I have mark'd A thousand blushing apparitions start Into her face.” Everett Bass. Associate Editor— “Hollow me. an absolute gentleman. H Ash burn Cowan But I—-that am not shaped for spoKlve tricks. Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass. Gather Magill. Class Secretary A face with gladness overspread’ Soft smiles, by human kindness bred! Patty Richardson. Class Historian— She openeth her mouth with wisdom Will Gregg. Class President— Whom Fortune, with her ivory hand, wafts to her. Zac Thomason— Thou hast the patience of the Saints. Ruth Rates— A sweet voice, a little indistinct and muffled. ' Wiley Bishop — A could wish as a'd learned write-of-hand.” Mabel Hogue. Sec. of Pierian; Class Editor— And here I stand; judge, my masters. Campbell Duggan. Art Editor— His own estimate must be measure enough, his own praise reward enough for him. Mary Williams, Sec. Students' Council— Your spirits shine through you. Junior Class History. By solemn decree of the Faculty on May the twentieth, Anno Domini 190 5. the glorious Sophomores were promoted to the exalted rank of Junior , which lofty position they have endeavored to fill with becoming dignity. And they are now about to request and petition the aforesaid authorities that they be elevated to the sublime station of Seniors; and should said request and petition be granted they hereby solemnly agree to fill said station with a dignity scarcely less than that of the Faculty themselves. However, as Mr McCook has very plainly told them, they are neither as bright nor as dignified as the Juniors of 1905. but then they, as all men know, were prodigies. The Juniors assembled in September, in the southeast room on the first floor, fully prepared to accomplish mighty feats. When the Seniors told them that Geometry was hard, and that Physics was positively incomprehensible. they put on a forced smile, and. although quaking in their boots, bravely answered that they’d show those Seniors how to get Geometry and Physics; and they have. too. In the early part of the year the Juniors decided that It was necessary and In keeping with their dignity to have some kind of class organization. Accordingly a mass meeting was held. Mr. William Bowen Gregg was elected to fill the honored position of president, and Miss Esther Magill was made secretary Committees were appointed to select colors and a yell. As they wanted their colors to be loud enough to attract attention, they selecUMl purple and old gold. They then had It published throughout the school that these were their colors, so that the Innocent little Freahles, knowing by this sign their exalted highnesses, might stand in dust awe and reverence of their high rank and great learning. Before quilting the ranks of the Sophomores the Juniors selected a motto which has ever been sn inspiration. It is short, precise, and to the point, expressing their loftiest ambitions It has been and will ever be their guiding star as they toll upward along the thorny pathway of knowledge. It consists of three simple words— Semper ad altlora, yet in these three words there lies a world of meaning. When a Junior becomes discouraged and is ready to give up the struggle, he finds that his motto puts new life in him. and creates a desire for overcoming all obstacles. With the above motto ever before them, the Juniors have become the best class in the school. They hope by 44 continued effort to be able next year to All the position now occupied by the Seniors, not only with becoming dignity. but also with becoming knowledge. The Juniors entertain only one objection to leaving their place to Narratio (Written by a Junior after an examination on Caesar.) Lieutenant Caius Quiturius Labienus, thinking that he had left all conquered behind him, set out for home. On the following day. however, knowing that all women are by nature fickle, and fenring the fickleness of one certain maiden In particular, all of his forces of argument having been collected and drawn together, he again set out in order that he might make more certain con- those who are to follow They know that however great, vise. good, and dignified the future Juniors may be. they cen ne er excel, in the aforesaid virtues, the worthy Juniors of 19«C. HISTORIAN de A more. corning this thing. And so Javelins were cast at the maiden's heart, and stones of repulsion were cast back in turn. However. lieutenant Caius Quiturius Labienus a weak spot having detected in the defence, again marshalling all his forces renewed the attack with eagerness. It was fought sharply by both sides. However, a surrender having been made, he delayed at that place even unto the third watch. M. H. '07 Mr. Taylor (In Rhetoric Class.) — Eugene. can you tell me what Is meant by the expression, “The Dickens? Eugene Tanner—Why—er—I believe It refers to the hero In Paradise Lost. 4.1 The May Fray. (FERVENT APOLOGIES TO TENNYSON.) PART I. You must wake, and call me early, call me early, mother, dear Tomorrow’ll be the saddest time of all the sad school year; Of all the sad school year, mother, the saddest, dreariest day; For it’s examination fray, mother, for It's examination fray. If you’re waking, call me early, call me early, mother, dear; For I would see the book, mother, to make my mind more clear; R Is the last book that I shall ever see; Oh. I long to see the book before I go on this spree! So you must wake, and call me early, call me early, mother, dear; Tomorrow’ll be the saddest time of all the sad school year; Of all the sad school year, mother, the saddest, dreariest day; For It’s examination fray, mother, for K’s examination fray. I do hope to pass on. mother, and yet how I fear— How tearfully I fear on the dreary morrow of the year That my voice shall not mingle with the rejoicing of the proud That I may be so near, and yet not in the Senior crowd! PART II. There's many a happy, happy day. they say, but none so happy as this There’s many a Joy, mother, and there’s many a bliss; But none so happy as this In all the year before. For examination fray is o’er, mother, for examination fray Is o’er. 4« I am ao filled with delight, mother, that 1 ean't sleep at all. Unless you keep my heart from jumping like a ball; But I must sleep, then wake, to dust that organ gray. For It’s our last schoolday. mother, for It’s our last schoolday. All the Seniors, mother. 11 be there, fresh as a rose In bloom— The Juniors and the Sophomores from the next room: And everything In the school will be bright and gay. For It's our last schoolday. mother, for lt s our last schoolday. When my name shall then be called, whether anyone takes notice. I shall clasp that longed-for card to my bodice: Then my thoughts, mother, can at pleasure roam. For the Seniors'll cease from studying, and the Junlors‘11 be at home. MABEL HOGUE 47 Officers. Pauli Smith..................................President Grace Carlisle...............................Secretary Mattie Lee Underwood Kditor Stella Freeman...............................Historian Motto: Certunt pete flnem. CLASS YKLL. Wahe! Wahe! Biff' Baft! Buff! Wahe! Wahe! Soph! Soph! Soph! COLORS: FLOWER: Purple and White. White Carnation. SO Sophomore Class Roll. I; ma Arendall— A truer, nobler, trustier heart. More loving r more loyal ever beat Within a human breast. Loren a Bates— Heaven bless thee! T.iou hast the sweetest face I ever looked on: Sir, as I have a soul, she is an angel. Maty Barb— I have a passion for the name of Maty; For once It was a magic sound io me. And still it half calls up the realms of fairy. Where I beheld what never was to be. Pearl Brown As pure and sweet, her fair brow seerct.i Eternal as the sky. (Irate Carlisle. Class Sec— Beauty, truth and rarity, Grace In all simplicity. Lillian Craddock— Fair is she and young. Mae Crowder— Oval cheeks encolored faintly. Which a trail of golden hair Keeps from fading ofr to air. Leana Ed wards-- Fair flower that dost so comely gr w. Pansy Ellis— A lovelier flower on earth was never sown.” Virginia George— Bright as the sun her eyes the gr iters strike. And like the sun. they smile on all alike.” Susie Hopkins- Maiden with the meek brows eyas In whose orb a shadow lies Like the dusk in evening skies. Brooks Grant I talk half of my time to And out my own thoughts. Eugene Berry- The strongest minds are often heard least of In this busy world. Stella Freeman, Historian- Her air, her mnnner all who saw admired.” Joe Jagoe — How much elder art thou, than thy looks. Charley Kirkpatrick— Latin! there’s magic in tie sound.” Irma Lee- Mine is the voice of the young and strong. Mine Is the soul of the brave and fret . Golden Lacy — She is noblest when doing good. Mattie Lane— And her voice. It murmurs lowly. As a sliver stream may run. Kffle Masters—“Angel are painted fair to look like her.’ Linda May— Those dark eyes so full of light. Bessie Minnls— Brown are her eyes as the berry that grow by the wayside. Irma MidkifT — Her lively looks a sprightly mind di close.” Irene Powell— She Is most wonderfully wise for a creature of such small size. Paoll Smith, Class Pres.— Childish Innocence and bash-fulness personified. Carroll Paschall— He bids fair to become a man when he Is grown.—though he Is rather delicate yet. Wallace Sprouse— His hands und feet vas schmall und neat Unc ven d t laddie sings. Dc leetle birds schnat glose der eyes Und flop der leetle vlngs. Eugene Tanner— Ripe in wisdom was he. Nannie Thomason— She was as good as she was fair. Willie Wroten— More lovely than Pandora. Betsy Zumwalt— As pure In thought as angels are. Mattie l ee Underwood. Class Editor— She hath brown eyes and raven tresses. 58 Sophomore Class History. “Happy is that country whose annals are brief. This applies to the schoolroom as well as to the nation. Where there are earnest pupils inspired by lofty purposes and laudable ambitions there is but little to record of them save Joyful spirits and a sure advancement toward the good. These high alms we claim for the Sophomore Class of 1905-06 of the Denton High School. There are some statistics aside from the regular school work that may be of interest and to these we invite the atten-tion of our co-workers In the High School, and the general public. At the beginning of the September term we numbered twelve boys and twenty-four girls. At the beginning of the new year we numbered eight boys and twenty-four girls three to one. a happy proportion so far as the boys are concerned. The efTect of such an uneven division Is not always good, however, for there were three Irmas to one “Sidney. and he dropped out. Another great pride to us is our Society. It |s not named yet as we think there is not much in a name. Some gain recognition through what they are called, but we are recognized for what we do. (The Pierians need take no offense at this; for they have a pretty name, and need it.) The principal features of our Society are the journal, readings, oratory and music, both instrumental and vocal. Soprano, alto, bass and tenor abound. Another important thing in our class is our yell and colors. When the class met to adopt colors several were suggested, among them, purple and white, our last year colors. As all were pleased with these last year. It was decided to adopt them again. Our class yell Is a eiy appropriate one and the one who composed it deserves much credit. Most of our history could be noted by any casual observer frequenting our midst. But there Is another part which is not open to the pubic eye—our silent mottoes. We tell no tales out of school; we are loyal to our teachers and to one another; we look for the good In our classmates, strive to remember that, and forget the bad We respectfully submit this to the Bronco as giving the facts and spirit of our class, trusting that our rewards will he commensurate with the Integrity of our purposes and the honesty of our endeavors. Historian .V4 Hardships of the Sophomores. When our school doited the nineteenth of last May. It was with happy hearts that the pupils then Sophomores went to their homes. We had worked hard to be able to leave the Freshman class and become Sophomores. Also, we were looking forward to the ninth grade work as being comparatively easy Our vacation passed quickly, and on September the fourth, wo found ourselves seated in the ninth grade room receiving instructions for our next day's lessons. We had only four studies: Civil Government, which only required a little memory work; Rhetoric, which we succeeded in getting up very well by putting It off until we reached school: Caesar, which was little more than remembering all Mr. Masters told us; Algebra, which, with the help of our teacher, we hoped to pass. Everything moved on nicely for a few weeks, but we soon learned that there was nothing to be gained by Idleness. There was the Constitution to be memorized; and Mr. Taylor, in order to make up for the time we had not spent on our Rhetoric, began giving us nn essay for every Monday's lesson. In these essays, unity, coher- ence and emphasis were to be stricty regarded. Mr. Masters insisted on telling us half a dozen things a day to remember, and in trying to remember all we forgot all Mr. McCook told us every day that If we did no� “get a mo e on us” we would surely never get to be Juniors. This was very discouraging. To add to these hardships, our society, which we al ways looked forward to at the end of every two weeks with greai pleasure, was diminished to once a month. Even then Mr. Masters was continually wanting to postpone it another week on account of the Senior Ciush. Then The Bronco bothered us: for someone was continually saying: Can't you write a story or a poem, o: can't you draw something for The Bronco?” Finally, having got back to work after ihe Christmas holidays, our work rolls on more easily: but it r? quires a gioat deal of work. Now we are looking forward to the month of May. when our vacation days will begin. Although we have to work hard, and the hardships are many, we shall in the end be happier for having worked. EFFIE MASTERS OS. 55 A Soph's Ambition. Ambition suld that Soph mu at write, And be a man of note. So thin la what Soph tried to write. And this is what Soph wrote. Ambition said, An artist be. And famous portraits do. So this Is what Soph tried to draw. And this Is what Soph drew. Then by the art of music sweet. Ambition next was swayed. So this is what Soph tried to play. SONATA T •... — i .. aniu , f' f i fd ! FlVCriNOERCXEHClSE And this is what Soph played. Ambition said for Soph to learn A language that Ik dead. So this is what Soph tried to read. And this is what Soph read. Ambition said that round Soph's brain The science of numbers lurked. So this is what Soph tried to work. And this is what Soph worked. 57 Then Soph was heard to nigh, “Alas! Ambition's but a abam; For, after all I’ve tried to be, Lo, this is what I am.” MATTIE LEE UNDERWOOD. 0S sL F HESHIE t Officers. Fred Rayzor.................................. President Willie B. Hann...................-..........- Secretary Mabel Strickland...................................Editor Elaine Lewis.. Historian Motto: Vlnclt qui se vlncit. CLASS TELL. Boom-a-raker! Boom-a-raker! 8l� ! Boom! Ba! Freshmen! Freshmen' Ra! Ra! Ra! COLORS: FLOWER: Old gold and black. Sunflower. Freshman No. Anna Banks— How came her eyes so bright? William Banks—“All great men are in some degree inspired. Nell B.ayloss - Of imagination all compact. Homer Bruce— My latest passion will be for books.” Kathleen Bell— A moral danger without intending to be so: exquisite without dreaming of it. Holman Ccok Sighing that nature formed but one such man and broke the die. Clark Brown— Plato, thou reasonest well. .Margie Cowan— Are there any more like her? Francis Craddock— A living drollery. Olln Cunningham— I dare do all that may become a man. Bertie Davis— If she says nothing, to be sure she's wise. James Dunegan— An Ill-favored thing, sir. but mine own. (lien Egan— An lnllnite deal of nothing. Howard Hamilton— He not only strikes while the iron is hot. but makes it hot by striking. Willie Haren— She is not sad. yet in her gaze appears Something that makes the gazer think of tears. Fred Harris - Next o'er his books his eyes began ’ roll In pleasing memory of all he stole. Willie B. Hann—- So fresh that you might take a cold in the heart if you came near her.” Maggie Hoskins— She pleasing others learns herself to please. Elaine Lewis— I know a maiden fair to see. «2 i Class Roll 81:e as two eye soft and brown. Take rare! She gives a side stance and looks down. Beware! Beware! Trust her not. s’le’a fooling thee. Hilda Masters I cannot eat but little meat. Ciatence Mll’er—“His years but young, his experience old. Lola Parker— Whoe’er hath known her suite has known perfection. Blrde Skiles- - Site gives her tongue no moment's rest. Rosalie Rath bone— Her cheeks are like apples which the sun had rudded. George Roark— How like a river—largest at me mouth. Wallace Smith - No man is so insignificant as to be sure his example can do no harm. Hattie Smith— Be not too proud of those two eyes. Which star-like, sparkle in their skies Melissa Smith— They always talk who never think Loy Sublett— A slumbering volcano.” OdtsHu Swindell— She walks In beauty like the night Of cloudless dimes and starry skies. And all thnt’s best of dark and bright Meet In her aspect and her eyes. Fred Rayzor— Pleased he knows not why and cares not wherefore. Mary Williams— Laugh and the world laughs with you. Freshman No. Sybil Aldridge— Her sunny locks hang on her temples like a golden fleece. Katie Bass—“Her eyes are large and brown. Russell Bass— A charming bundle of contr.dlcticns” Eugene Ballard— For nature had but little clay like that of which she moulded him. Gertrude Butler— Her pencil drew whate’er her soul designed. Alice Cowan— A true friend is a friend indeed.” Arkle Elms— That you may be loved, be amiable” l u!a Evers— She moves, the queen of her school-room” ';o.se Goode— Absence of occupation is not rest. ’iari. Heater— She gains her friends by being a fiend Carl Griffin— I was short when I was bern and I have been short ever since. Ollie Kerley— She s fair, divinely fair, fit love for gods. Valentine Leach—“Laugh and grow fat” Jim Lyle — What u head for Just a boy to have” Pearl Mahan—“Poor Pearl—She had no time to play the merry game of childhood. Kula Magill—“Laugh not too much” Crawford Mars - With Just enough of learning to misquote. t I 2 Class Roll Charlie Mitchell— When they tried to teach me to sing, they told me to count eight and sing seven.' Bessie M.vera— Silence Is more eloquent than words. Ruby Owens—“In her cheek is a delio.'te dimple by the finger of Cupid Impressed. Gladys Porter— The beautiful are never desolate. Stella Owsley—“Heart on her lips, and soul within her eyes: Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies. Oberia Roberts— True courtesy and courage go hand and hand. Bernice Skinner— A beautiful eye makes silence eloquent. Emma Schmitz— Love, sweetness, goodness in her person shined. Toni Rector— He passed his hours among his books. You find it in his meagre looks Blanche Thomason— A certain miracle of symmetry. A miniature of lovliness—all grace. Jim Waltam—“Thou art inclined to sleep.” Charlie Wells— I will leave large foot-prints on the sands of time. Mary Woods— I’ll tell thee, life is but one common care. Freshman Class History. Benrng our clans motto in mind, I put down and aside all rebellious sense against natural limitations and unsympathetic muses, pick up my ptn (I prefer the sword) to portray the career of this High Freshle! Vlnclt qui se vinclt!” To begin with the beginning, those who have long since discarded the wearing of the green” have only to recall the mingled conflict of feelings that possessed the Inexperienced minds of the Freshle—the importance, t-'te terror, the pride, the fear and the terrible embarrass-; .cm th-a-t only the newly initiated know—while under stinging criticism and unrelenting gaze of the Seniors and ■Juniors. Hut here we are on the High road of 1906. feeling stronger for the fire, but with a Arm determination to keep warm a kindly spot for the Freshies from this time on. With Al-ge-bra did we begin, x. y and z's, quantities unknown indeed, most impenetrable! What can we fathom with a dull equation to begin with? Latin besides— amo - amas - amabam. nmabas -ama-lx mnible —let It go at that! (I see a reproachful •• jslon of our Latin Master (s)! But the most important day of our existence was that when we Inaugurated our literary society, each, no doubt, iceling th.:t the longed-for moment had nnlved. when his latent talent and budding genius would put L..th and bloeecm, bringing the fulfillment of his doting pt’rtnts' prophetic ambitions After many awkward preliminary proceedings we were finally launched with our duly elected officers and some idea of rules and regulations. w 11ch will be second, only in correctness of foim . nd application t. the usages of Parliament Itself by the time we get tc be reverend Seniors of 1909. Mr. Preside n . I ilse to a point of order! Hut theie ere compensations, after ail, for every diflhulty of life. And so we felt t la: I: was a g od thing to be 3 Fieshle. when the circus came to town. Our cloaks of recently assumed dignity were qulckly . nd easily thrown aside. The very sight of tae advertisements! the wonderful feats, the unheard-of additions to the menagerie! But when the actual tent was stretched, and the awesome growl of the caged, hidden sigh s floated out from the ernvas concealment, our expectant eyes and anticipative minds were to be measured only by the agitated pli-a-pat of our youthful hearts. When the odor of hay. peanuts and pop-corn regaled ur keen senses, with our hearts thead did our Freshie feet keep time to the ta-ra-ra-boom de-av music, as Or, we made our wav with the procession to the entrance— that portal to the “Beautiful, Wonderful and Wise! The world Jogs on after all Just the same, and the hum-drum prevails; and back we go to equations and declensions! What is it worth after all the Freshie’s wind demands? I wonder if the Seniors have found the secret meaning, and If that accounts for that far-away look of lofty isolation or is it the approaching Thanksgiving. We know it is that! We know that a hungry Senior is no more contained than a hungry Freshle. There is nothing more democratic iin this world In Its tendencies t'.ian a common, healthy, keen hunger, whether It is for a political pie or a Thanksgiving turkey. And still nothing is more appropriately significant of our democratic country in its essential material founding than the observance of this day. When we get to be Seniors, we will celebrate It from the ethical view. But help me to another bit of turkey, with a little oyster blessing. Oh! I mean dressing! Thank you. And then filled and contented we try to conjugate. Hew many there are. It seems to me one conjugation might do for all verbs. Now. If I had a language to establish. I would have all the verbs conjugated in the same manner, and the moods would not be so tense. nor the tenses so full of moods.” But with a sigh I remember that our society teaches that the majority rules. So down with that! Mid-winter approaches, the blood bounds with the ( bile of the cold. Time waits not for conjugations; and tramp, tramp, right about march, und we are on the threshold of another year. Another pause in the Freebies' routne! Christmas is here! We ring the bells. We swell the strain. We hang up garlands everywhere. And bid the :apers twinkle fair. And feast and frolic. And then go back to our same old lives again. Susan CooMdge. for the enlightenment of the Juniors. Looking back we congratulate ourselves. We are w!s«r. if not tetter, for there has been added to our faculty an exclusively Freshman teacher, all our own, who is peculiarly fitted by name and attributes to appreciate the “green —Gamble. Through him we have a glee club, and he can warble. You shall hear us later. Life is not all song and frolic with us though, for we balk right up against examinations. We emerge feeling that we have a dim and misty Idea • f why the Seniors have that far-away look. On again to the finale, the day of all the year. Then we close our books. And do our stunts In finery, fuss and gear. And while we’re only Freebies Misbehave nor cry—not we. For land’s coming— You just wait and see! HISTOR1 AN. The Freshman's Dream. (APOLOGIES TO DIMONO.) In I gui8 of n IdnlgM tee Fieshle toy lay: Kl� caret all turned loose to the sp.rts of the wind; Hut wearied with studies. his thoughts flew away. And scene of exams passed along through his mind. He dreamed of his school, of his dear old school hours. And studies that waited him early next morn: While memory, each scene gaily covered with flowers. And restored every thought of his lessons next morn. The Juniors their lofty opinions spread wide. And bade the young Freshle in ecstacy rise; Now far. far ahead the wise Seniors glide. And the sight of his forerunners blesses his eyes. Ti e Sophomores clamber o’er flowers, o’er the thatch. And the Juniors chirp sweetly from their Lab. In the han; All trembling with ardor, he raises the latch. And voices of schoolmates reply to his call. The teacher bends o er nim with looks of despair; And our Freshe noy wonders what he will Hay; But all of a sudden he changes Che air; Then Freshle resumes his dreaming for the day. The heart of this dreamer beats high in his breast; Joy quickens his pulses -his exams seem to be o’er; .’nd o nuitrur of happiness steals through his test— “Teacher, then hast blest me—1 ask for no more.” X ' at is t '.at color wMch new glaics on his eye? And w! at Is that sound which now bursts on his ear? T Is the Fie man class colors flying upward to the sky! 'TIs the yelling f Juniors, the d;ones of tl:e year. Like mountains the yells tremendously swell; In tain cur Fieshle calls on teacher to save: I’n een hands of Juniors are ringing his knell; And a wise Senior flaps hfs broad wing o'er the wTaIf O Fieshle boy. woe to thy dreams of delight! In darkness dissolves the gay frost-work of bliss; Whcte now is that pirturc that Juniors touched bright; The Seniors fond pressure, and love’s honeyed kiss? O. Freshle boy. Freshle boy! never again Shall school hours or schoolmates thy wishes repay. Unblessed and unhonored down deep In the main. Full many a fat horn, thy fame shall decay. Days, months, years and ages shall circle away. And still oblivion's waters above thee shall roll; Frail, short-sighted mortals their doom must obey— O. Freshle boy! Frerthle boy! peace to thy soul! KATIE BASS. 09 H7 ON Haec olim miminisse iuOabit. Perhaps It will be pleasant to remember The things which now we do. in after years Perhaps that, far away in yonder future. We'll backward cast our eyes bedimmed with tears And think our by-gone school days e'er so happy, Which now we deem so hard and full of toll— Perhaps we'll even long to live them over. And burn once more the students midnight oil For who can ever tell what cares, what troubles May us befall ere this long race Is run. And who can tell what burdens, sore and trying. May come to us when these small tasks are done? O let us. then, appreciate our school days While yet they last, nor think them too forlorn. I or, O. they may be pleasant to remember. E'en tho with laurels. Fame may us adorn WILLIE JONES. 06 70 A School Escapade. “We are lafe, announced Mildred Everett and Helen Raymond together, as they slipped quiet v Into Margaret Kingston’s room, quietly Cutting thi door, whlth had a large piece of cardboard on It with these words. ''Positively must not be disturbed. Is all ready? Margaret asked eagerly, as-s’ e drew out chairs for her guests. Yes. I saw Clyde In the History room, and he said they would come to the window below, and give a low whistle when they were ready, rn we:ed Mildred, excitedly. And Johnson promised me that when e brought In the lamps, he would smuggle a large basket, wit � a long, stout rope. I saw Betty, too. and she said she would let us know when Miss Seymore comes to our end of the corridor. added Helen. Everybody agreed that these three girls were the i! ost popular girls In the college- with the teachers of Hurston Hall, the hoys at the dormitory, and the se-vanta, ns well as with the girls. Margaret had just received a large box from home, containing the ery things that would be necessaiy for i nice little spread , so It had been arranged that Clyde Dennett, Je:� so Allen and Albert Knox should he asked They would get ahead of Miss Seymore, the matron for their corridor, by having a glorious spread. Presently Johnson came In with the lamps, and slipping the basket under the couch, whispered to them to be careful, for he had just seen Mr. Danbury, the college president, walking slowly around the building. Soon after Johnson bed left, all was still In the room until a low whistle was heard below. k’s Clyde! cried Mildred, eagerly, diving under the couch for the basket. No. my dear, you are mistaken. It is Jesse,” answered Margaret quietly, as they hastened to the window to lower the basket. When It had reached the ground and their password had been given, they began to pull the basket to their window, which was on the second floor. After some hard pulling and mere laughing, they landed Jesse safely In the room. In a short time Clyde was safely landed Nothing was now lacking but the presence of Albert. After several minutes of impatient waiting, the low whistle was heard again. All rushed to the window to let the basket down again, and the other boy climbed in They then began to draw him up. but be was so much heavier than the others had been that they began to tw- 71 uneasy, when Margaret suggested having Jim give the password. Leaning nut the window. «he satd in n very low voice, Give the password. please.” bu! no answer came. Then, after waiting several minutes, she repeated the request. To the surprise and dismay of all. the deep voice of Mr. Danbury said. Miss Kingston, will you please draw me up? At the sound of his voice the boys turned scarlet, the girls pale jnd Mildred would have fainted if Clyde had not been on the other side of the window. Quick-witted Margaret then leaned out of the window and said very sweetly, Mr. Danbuiy. the honor of your piesence at our spread is a pleasuie we ad never dreamed of. but If you will promise not to punish us. cr say anything about it afterwards, we shall be delighted to draw you up and make you the guee of hon-or. Mr. Danbury was Irritated by this little speech and cried out immediately, No more of your impudence. Mis Kingston, but draw me up at once, or let me down. Then to the surprise of her friends she said. We could never think of turning away a guest: so If you won't agree to what I said, we will fasten our end of the rope securely, and let you hang half way to the ground, while we draw up our other friend who is waiting down below.” He then gave his consent to come up on her conditions, and while Margaret talked to him in her very sweetest way the rest drew Albert up. The time bad passed rapidly, and the clock was Just striking ton when Margaret pulled out the big box and began to spread the feast. When all was finished she went to Mr. Danbury and asked him to be her partner. He accepted with pleasure and. entering hejri and soul Into the fun. was ha ing ns much fun as anyone, when the door suddenly opened, and Miss Seymore w'alkcd In. She stood in the doorway horrified by the sight before her. but when she discovered Mr. Danbury she was almost overcome. To save the gentleman so much embarrassment, Margaret walked over to him. and laying her hand on his arm. explained how he happened to be there. Then turning to the astonished old maid, she said very sweetly. We should be very glad to have you Join us. Miss Seymore, because the mere there are. the merrier It Is. Miss Scynore only threw up her heads In horror, and exclaimed. I—Oh—You Why! but half a dozen hands took hold of her and gently drew her to a place beside Mr. Danbuiy. When the feast was over and the guests were preparing to go. Margaret, going to Mr. Danbury, asked If she might have the pleasure of lowering him firs:; but he replied. No. my dear, you have managed so cleverly tonight, that 1 will not put you to the trouble of getting us out of the room In the way you got us In. 1 11 see. too. that the boys get safely back to their rooms. When the good byes had been Hald. and the girls wore left alone with Miss Seymore, Mildred put her hand on her shoulder and said. We broke the rules tonight. Miss Seymore, and we are ready now to pay for It. But Miss Seymore answered that she would leave that to Mr. Danbury. 72 A Fact of the Twentieth Century. A LKGRND OF THK TWKNTV-FIFTH. Long years ago. in the early part cf the twentieth rent ary, there lived two famous debaters. They were naturally fond of argument and proof. Constantly associated. as they were in a school literary and debating society. It oftentimes happened that they were made • hampions of the opposing sides In debates. So nearly matched were they with regard to argumentative powers that a debate, of which they were the respective champions, was always looked forward to with much Interest by each and every member of the society. Each of these debaters seemed to recognize the worth of the other; so when they were on opposing sides of a question, each did little but seek argument and proof to uphold his side. Often they became so much absorbed In study that they gave litte heed to time, often falling to retire until after the midnight hour; and when they did try to refresh their exhausted minds with sleep, they were sometimes known to give detailed speeches in their •♦emi-conscious state, sometimes even to walk about in heir rooms. Legend tells that in the preparation of a certain debate, the subject of which was, “Resolved that Woman Has More Influence over Man than Money, they bocamc ro Intensely interested that they spent even more time than usual in study, scarcely taking time to eat or sleep. One night during this period of preparation the debater lining the negative retired, as usual, about two o'clock in the morning, but was unable to sleep for an l our or more for thinking about the debate. Finally his tiled nature overcame his zeal, and he dropped eff into a peaceful slumber. After half an hour or 90 of sleeping he began to mutter something about the superiority of money's Influence; but after a few momenta, as nothing else was heard from him by the other members of his family, he was supposed to be sleeping. But in reality he had. while in hia sleep stolen out of hia room, and was soon walking briskly toward the home of his opponent, muttering all the while fragments of the speech which he had been preparing. Now. It happened that his opponent had retired early in the night, and was. in the early morning, at the time or his arrival, again up and studying on the debate. When the affirmative champion, sitting In his room beside his desk, heard the footsteps of his opponent on the porch, he was inclined to believe that some neighbor was coming for aid of some kind; but Just as he started 74 to open the door hi board his visitor mutter, I repent Honorable Judges, that money has unmistakably more Influence over man than woman. In an Instant the whole trtith seemed ;o flrri upon Ms mind, and Insload of opening the door, as he had intended, he stood within, waiting to catch whatever his opponent might say. While the negative champion was entirely Ignornnt t his whereabouts and what he himself was saying, he seemed to understand perfectly anything which was said to him; for when Ms opponent from within called out to him. Who are you? he answered. I'm Ezekiel Barry.” When the other, whom we will call Erastus White, saw the condition of his opponent's mind he decided that. If le rraln began to speak in audible tones, he would see the effect of opposing him. Soon Ezekiel was heard to say. Honorable Judges. I pray you look what an Influence the desire of obtaining money has over a man. We admit, of course, that It has a bad as well as a good Influence, but the one which I shall first try to show you Is the good Here Erastus broke In. You're entirely off the question. You arc shewing the Influence of the desire of attaining money rather than of money Itself. According to your mode of reasoning it would be applicable for me. in defense of my side of the question, to say that the muse of a man's running from a woman with a red hot branding Iron In her hand would be the influence of the 7 woman over the man. “Most worthy opponent.” began Ezekiel In most earnest tones, you mistake my meaning. In the case of the desire of attaining money, the Influence, whether dl-lect or Indl-ect, has for Its origin and source money, while in l'ie ease cited by you the influence comes wholly from the man’s fear of the branding iron.” To those of this, the twenty-fifth century, this argu ment may seem erroneous and foolish, but in those days of the early p:rt of the twentieth century this method was considered most conclusive. “But Ezekiel. presently began Erastus. you speak of money having good Influences over man. I challenge you to cite me one. The love of money has kept many a man from wasting his earnings upon foolish extravagancies. . Ezekiel said these words with so much vim and naturalness that Erastus feared he had awakened. But on peering through the glass of his door he could see his opponent, standing In his night dress, tall and white In the moonlight. wltli Me eyrr. pertly open, apparently unconscious of everything. “Ezekiel. said Erastus, presently, you say that the love of money has n good Influence over man. Did not Soloman. the wisest of all past ages, say tbat love of money is the root of all evil? Now. worthy Ezekiel. 1 realize your worth and wisdom, but ! fear that, owing to your years, you are not a peer of that great sage.” For a time Ezekfel seemed too much dazed by this thrust to teply. but finally he again tock up the argument with as much determination as before. This time he and his opponent began with Eve's influence over Adam in the garden of Eden, then took several more instances from Bible times, and finally came down to the condition of the Jamestown colony prior to the introduction of woman's influence, as compared with Its condition after rhat happy event. In all these cases, of course. Erast us tried to show that it was woman and woman's influence that had brought about the results which had followed; while Ezekiel, in his turn, argued that money had done ns much toward bringing about these results as woman. But after perhaps fifteen minutes of such discussion. Ezekiel's mind seemed to turn from the combat with his opponent to the speech which he had been preparing, and for some time he muttered fragments of it in such inaudible monotone that Erastus could scarcely understand anything he said. At length he seemingly thought himself drawing near the close, and thus in clear tones began to summarize his arguments. “Honorable Judges, the negative will admit for argument's sake that money has no good Influence over man; but granting this, we claim that, since both woman and money have good and bad influences, the bad influences alone of money are enough to outweigh both the good and bad influences of woman. We claim that money's influence has led many a man to a drunkard’s grave; that money's ‘influence has wrecked the happiness of homes all over this land; that money's influence has caused husband to forsake wife, and wife, husband. In this last appeal I challenge my worthy opponent to show me a woman whose influence ever led a man to n drunkard’s grave, or whose Influence ever wrecked the happiness of a home' Here Ezekiel, as was his custom when he reached the climax of his argument, used his clinched flat to emphasize this last statement; but alas! instead of striking the top of the speaker’s stand in the society hal!, he smote the glass of Erastus’ door, breaking It in pieces, and severely cutting his hand. At this point legend leaves the story, but It might be well to state that both of these debaters were, in their youth, members of the class of 1908 of a certain high school which was noted for Its literary and debating societies. EUGENE TANNER, 08. Woman's Ways. It seems, Indeed, ho strange to me, That you, poor silly—man Will criticise a woman's ways On every point you ran. Of course, you start at the very first, And try to make believe That every fault wait woman's, since The time of Mother Eve. To hear you tell It. she was quite To blame for Adam's fall. And. Just because she tempted man, You now condemn us all. I tell you, sir. If you will mind What 1 am soon to say, You’ll find that In this very thin . Eve showed her woman's way. A man. when he gets something good. Forgets his better half, And eats It every bit himself,— Just like a greedy calf. But woman—dear, unselfish thing— With her weaker self divides. And ever half the apple gives,— Oftimes the core besides. You also hoot at Woman’s Clubs, And say that she will shirk Her household duties to attend. And won’t half do her work. Now. you should practice what you preach. You have no room to talk. Who every night to lodges go. And home at midnight stalk. Pray, when was Woman ever known To stay at club all night, And. with her waist on wrong-side-out. Come home at morning light? A J! You may say whate'er you will. But there is one thing sure: The doings of our Women's Clubs Are open, not obscure. n It seems that, if your lodges were Just what they ought to be. 'Twould prove unnecessary, quite. To ofturt obscurity. We know that some would leave their homes. And stump both state and town. If. by so doing, they might gain The vote and fair renown. Of course, your censure oft is Just, And we'll admit there’s ten Poor silly women, where you And— A hundred silly men. Put you should never judge. O. Man. The whole by Just a few. For. if you homeward tutn your eyes. You’ll find some faults there, too. We know that there are some, alas. Of this poor sex ours. Who go too far beyond their realm In search of glory’s flowers; — Yet if. Impartial you would view Us gentler ones.” our ways Would seem more charming and. perchance. You'd change your blame to praise. WILLIE JONES. ’06. A Freshman's Work. Besides all of the jokes and yells, the Seniors, Juniors, and Sophomores get off on us Poor Freshmen,” we are worked to death by our teachers. We ought to be Phe “pets” of the High School, but they treat us as If we are the “pests.” The Sophomores are the petH ' because they think they can debate so well. Along our line of work Is the Cooking” of our Algebra. Gee! But those old Stated Problems!” But. p3haw. we get along all right on that. And the “Tailoring of our Grammar. ’ My We Just diagram compound and and complex sentences beautifully! Ask Mr. Taylor if we don’t. But talk about your fun. We do have It “Gambling around” over our Arithmetic to see who can work the “Candle Problem” the most ways in the shortest time. Alas, for the “Poor Freshman! He has a hard time “Mastering” his Latin—conjugations, four! declensions, five! vocabularies innumerable!” But, what of that! Nothing Is too hard for this Freshman Class of 1906. M K B.— 09. Heard in the Class Room. Prof. Masters.—(In l atin Class)— Give the verb lor disturb, and give Its principal parts. Brooks.— Dlsturbo, d 1st nr bare, dis — Prof. Masters.— Be seated. We don't want any home made Latin here. Patty. (In Literature) — Now, If this woman had leen In love, she would have been more reserved She wouldn't have acted as she did. (She had Hung her .irnis around his neck, and wept on his bosom.) Mr. Taylor.— Are young ladles that are not In love in the habit of acting that way?” Mr. Taylor- (Assigning Literature Lesson) You may go to The Devil and Tom Walker. Mr. Masteis--(ln Physics Class)— What Is a balloon filled with when the sound passes through It slowly? Everett (Hearing some one whisper)— Carbolic Acid Mr. Masters— Well, that Is a singular occurence, is it not? Mr. Taylor - Carroll, after which of his battles was Philip of Macedon killed? Carroll I am not sure, but I think It was after Hr last one. Mr. Taylor What was the difference in government between Sparta and Athens, at the outbreak of the Peloponnesean war? Hat ..Id Athens was Democratical in government and Sparta w.� s Oratorical. Mr. Taylor— Harold, what does Eureka “mean? Harold—(Scratching his head) I've got It. Mr. Taylor. (Heading in Literature Class)— a coy maid half willing to be pressed. (Girls giggle, and nudge each other) Mr. Taylor— Don't mistake the meaning of that wc rd. Pressed” here means urged. 70 PROF. E. H. WRAY. PRIX. NORTH KIMS SCHOOL. My Last Examination. When I wu a child I lived In a rambling old farmhouse about three miles from a good-Bixed town. The old farmhouse was situated on a hill in a beautiful grove of elms. The house, though old styled, was a comfortable one. and my mother never thought It too good to be enjoyed or old enough to be Ill-used. So I was instructed In neatness, though 1 was never exiled from the house to save the carpets. In the front of the house was a flower garden filled with roses, lilacs anl annuals. In the back were a wind mill, the barns, and lots. On one side was the orchard, where were found all the native fruit and foreign ones to which the soil was adapted; on the other side was toe pasture, carpeted by the softest and greenest of grasses ; nd shaded by the most beautiful trees. About a mile from my home, near the center of this pasture was a small, clear creek. Along the banks of this creek the grass was even greener and softer, and the trees taller and their foliage more luxuriant than elsewhere. while the most delicate ferns peeped from among •he green grasses. To this inviting spot 1 went on summer afternoons to read or to rest. I enjoyed my country home more because I went to school in town, and the quiet and rest of solitude and beauty of nature appealed to me more after seeing how busy, dusty and noisy the city was. 1 had many friends in this pature though no human being lived there. The birds and squirrels were my companions and the cows and horses enjoyed my visits because 1 often brought them apples from t e orchard. My most intimate friend among the squirrels was a little gray fellow with a bushy tall, who was always e.y greedy. He would come and sit on my shoulder and beg for a nut, and as soon as I gave It to him he would stamper away so fast to hide It that I would hardly miss him before he was back for another. The kindest hostess among the cows and horses wa-my own dear pony. Snowball, who met me at the gate and would let me ride her to my favorite nook. Sbc was a little white Shetland with long mane and tall, and as fat and gentle as a little lamb. Rut the most cunning of my wood friends was a redbreast robin, who sang for me all the summer. He would gaily swing on the topmost branch of the tallest tree, or would sit on a weed and twitter while I read my book. I always brought him something nice; for If I did not, he looked like a lord with fallen crest. Hut these days of bliss could not last forever. Their fall came when my father suddenly sold the old home and all the livestock on the farm, and decided to move to a big city many miles away. It was then autumn and the grass was crisp and brown; the leaven were rod. yellow and gold; and the beautiful ferns had died. The ground was covered with leaves, jnd the little creek did not look so bright nor did it reflect an image as plainy as it had done when the bright summer sun was shining. I went to my old nook for the last time on a Sunday afternoon. My robin friend did not show himself when I first came, the squirrels were busy gathering nuts, and the cows and horses were all in the barnyard. I sat down on the ground, and leaning against a tree. I cried until I fell asleep. In my lap I had left the piece of cake I .'.ad brought Mr. Robin. On returning the saucy fellow hnd espied the piece of cake and had helped himself. When I woke he was sitting on a small bush at my side with one eye closed and the other regarding me quizzically. He would shut one eye and look at me and then the ofber as If he Thought he knew all. His examination was not in book learning, but at that time I thought that no old professor, staring at you over his glasses that are on the end of his nose, could examine you more closely. So on a flock of robins flying overhead, with a loud chirp be lifted his wings and joined his friends who were going to the Sunny South for the winter. Though my “Last Examination ended sadly, you see that it was not on account of the negligence or un-kindness of the one who gave It or the one who stood It. IRMA LEE. OS. A Modern Fable. Some students were going across the campus of the D. H. S.. when their attention was arrested by a melancholy sound, long drawn out. None of them had ever heard such a sound; but a Junior, who had studied Cooper’s Last of the Mohicans. said that It was perhaps that peculiar cry. described In the I ast of the Mohicans. which a horse gives when In great distress. So the students searched, and found the Junior right in his supposition. They found a horse which seemed to be very hungry. Its ribs were showing and its legs were tottering. The horse was only saved frcm falling by a few persons, who were doing nil In their power to keep it on its legs. Another person was standing at the horse's head, vainly offering it money. The horse seemed to like manuscripts best. These people had a small stack of manuscripts, which they were feeding to the horse paragraph by paragraph. t’pon further examination the horse was found to be the Bronco of the D. H. S. The fellow at Its head was the Business Manager, and the few who were supporting the “Bronco were the Editor-ln-chlef and a few faithful members of the Editorial Staff MORAL.—Feed the Bronco. Feed It every year Feed It not only with money, but also with short st rles, poems, drawings, songs, etc. HA MABEL HOGFE. 07. ittis lotorll The Book That Sisk Wrote. This is the book that Sisk wrote. This is the desk That held the book that Sisk wrote. This is the boy That sat at the desk That held the book that 8isk wrote. CKAMMAK Ai A StlCNCL uui This is the man with curly hair That taught the boy That sat at the desk That held the hook that Sisk wrote. This is the man with shoulders square That bossed the man with curly hair That taught the boy That sat at the desk That held the book that Sisk wrote. This Is the door at the top of the stair That leads to the office all bleak and bare Whose sight oft raised the small buy’s hair Where sat the man with shoulders square That bossed the man with curly hair That taught the boy That sat at the desk That held the book that Sisk wrote. Trtis is the house so noble and fair Thai rises within the spacious square Where swings the d«x r at the top of the stair That leads to the office all bleak and bate WbCM sight oft raised the small boy's hair Where sat the man with shoulders square That bossed the man with curly hair That taught the boy That sat at the desk That held the book that Sisk wrote. A This is the board with judgment rare That visited the house no noble and fair That rises within the spacious square Where swings the door at the top of the stair That leads to the office all bleak and bare Whose sight oft raised the small boy's hair Where sat the man with shoulders square That bossed the man with the curly hair That taught the boy That sat at the desk That held the book that Sisk wrote. GEORGE GOODE. '09. The General's Daughter. One bright afternoon in November two girls. Lillian Grey and Nellie Horton, were sitting In one of the south windows of Wellesley College enjoying the bright sunshine. and watching the passersby as they drove to and from the city. Just as a fine carriage passed by. Grace Million. Kate Hogg and Fay Nolen came tripping up to the window, and glancing out. caught sight of the carriage. And Kate exclaimed, I wonder who that is. Lillian?” Why, I think that Is Dr. Gaston, one of the finest physicians in the state.” ”Your father is a doctor, is he not. Fay?” “Yes, and I suspect he is a better one than Dr. Gaston will ever be.” replied Fay, and turning to Kate, asked. What is your father’s occupation?” “He is a merchant, thank you,” retorted Kate. Well, Grace, your father is a lawyer, and Nellie’s Is a banker, now. Lillian, what Is your father’s business?” Lillian modestly replied, My father was a blacksmith.” Several noses were elevated at an angle of forty-five degrees, while the others looked upon her with mingled pity and contempt. From that day all of the wealthy girls, except Nellie, shunned her; for she was. as l’-ey termed her. a blacksmith's daughter. This made no change in her demeanor, for she was the same sw’eet girl as before. She was kind to all. and divided her pin money with the needy girls of the college. Again the girls were gathered about the window, this time watching the approaching carriages of their relatives and friends, for this was Commencement Day. As each carriage drove up. someone would cry. ”Oh. theie is papa and there is mamma.” and would run to meet them. One of the girls said to Lillian, Are your father and mother coming. Lillian?” “Why. of course, papa and mamma are coming,” she replied. Fay Nolen whispered to Kate, “Say, Kate, wouldn't It be awful if Mr. Grey should drive up in some old rattle trap, working a mule, and with his sleeves rolled up. right here before us all. I do believe mother would faint, for she can’t stand vulgar people.” While they were talking about their relatives, a fine carriage, drawn by a pair of spirited bays, came up the driveway. One of the girls said, I wonder w ho that is.” Another said. That must be some big bug from the city.” Another remarked, “It surely can’t be anyone who HU has a daughter here.” They all ran down the glairs to see who the fine gentleman was. They had not before missed Lillian from the group, and Just as they reached the door an elegant gentleman alighted fom the carriage, accompanied by a lady, whose appearance Indicated refinement and culture, and in a moment Lillian was in the arms of her father and mother. The president of the college approached the carriage and greeted General Grey and wife. Someone exclaimed. Why. that is the richest man in the state! While later in the presence of a crowd of college girls, the president was heard to say, Our college Is honored by the presence of so distinguished a visitor. That evening after Lillian had gone to her room to dress for the evening exercises, she heard a knock at the door, and several voices cried, Oh. Lillian, please let us in. n Ah she opened the door a crowd of tfirla fame In, ?nd one of Lie girls came up and put her arms around her and cried, “Oh. Lillian, can you ever forgive us? Kate came up and said, Lillian, do forgive us for treating you so badly, for we thought that you were poor. But the pleasant smile and nod of the head that she gave them showed that they were forgiven. After they had gone and Lillian waa finishing her toilet, she heard a gentle tap at the door. “Come, she rnawered, and Nellie, who opened the door, looked in amazement at the lovely figure before her. 8he came in and put her arms around her waist and said. “1 am glad for your sake. dear, that your father is Gen. Grey, and 1 hope In the future this will be a lesson to the other irirls not to shun anyone because she came of humble paientage. BLANCHE THOMASON. 09 o A Sophomore's Nightmare. Al! had gone wrong with me at school. It had. It seemed, been, indeed, an unfortuuu'e day to me. 1 had arisen that morning feeling blua and cross, llv school time I was angry with myself and with everyone with whom 1 came in contact. At school I had. indeed, had trials enough to vex anyone. ! had failed o recite when called upon In Civics; my composition nad been taken dangerously ill with the blue pencil disease : I ha-1 been sent to the office of the superintendent for talking in the Latin class; and. because I had not answered loud enough when questioned In Algebra. I had been severely shaken. By night my anger of .of morning had been changed to bitter remorse, and l.iy whole mind as well as body was greatly troubled at his deplorable state cf affairs. That night I attempted to study, but ;ny ‘houghts were far away from the lessons which I tried to prepare. After poring over my books for an hour or so, I retired, hoping to find in sleep a balm which would allay the pangs of a wounded pride. 1 lav for some time reviewing in my mind all the unhappy events of the day. The more I thought about these, the bluer and more disconsolate I felt. Finally I dropped off into a troubled sleep. Visions of compositions bestriped with bluo pencil marks passed before me; I could hear the swish of the paddle coming through the air. as It had done while I was in the Superintendent's office: and worst of all my n?ck was paining n:e severely as a result of the shaking 1 had received In the Algebra class. After several hours of this unrefreshing slumbet, the room In which I was sleeping seemed to my semi delirious mind to become suddenly lighted with a weird kind of light, such ns may be seen around the haunts cf witches. I heard the sound of approaching footsteps upon the porch, and presently the door swung open and in stepped the apparitions or spectres of my three teachers. In the lead was the ghost of the Latin Instructoi. closely followed by that of the teacher of Civics and Rhet oric. and bringing up the rear was the spirit-likeness or the Instructor of Mathematics. When all had entered the door was closed, and as I lay shivering with fright the’ drew near my bed and repeated in sternest accent: W; are the spirits of worthy men. Tonight we come In answer to duty’s call to punish by fright and torture thi youth who has so sorely vexed the souls of the worthy beings whom we represent. Every word of this dolefe' announcement sent a thrill of fright through my bod} I knew by the angry expression of their eyes that the were determined to carry out the terrifying threat whic they had Just made. Presently the first of these spirit-forms, that of th -Latin professor, with anger-darkened brow and hard-coming breaths, began: Why have you tried in even way to defy my authority? This is the third time, is Ir not. that I have reproved you? Today while I was in th. sri midst of the discussion of Indirect Discourse you. base innate, disturbed me by talking to the boy next you. I tell you now that the next time this occurs I will stop the recitation, and take you to the laboratory, and there will I punish you in a way which you are not likely to forget soon! With this he stopped, but before stepping uslde to give room to his next mate, he gave me such a ringing slap on the cheek that I failed to hear the first words of condemnation from the teacher of Rhetoric and Civics. However, when I regained my sense of hearing, this is what greeted me: That composition you wrote today was the worst I ever graded My arm fairly ached from marking corrections. The unity of it was bad; the principles of Coherence were recklessly violated; and Emphasis—there was none In It. You have not made above C on a Rhetoric recitation in more than a week. Besides, your Civics lessons have been equally bad. I promise you tonight that unless you make wonderful improvement in both Rhetoric and Civics. 1 will fail you. From the very beginning of this year you have been a drone, and I tell you now. I will not tolerate it another day! By his harsh words and wrathful expression. I had by this time been dreadfully frightened, and fearing that he was preparing to pursue punishment at once. I began pleading for mercy In most earnest tones, promising him that. If he would forgive my past shortcomings. I would from thenceforth put forward my best efforts in the prep- s� ;l .nation of my lesson . For a time he gave little heed to my pleadings, but stood above me glaring upon me with anger-lighted eyes. However, after a time he seemed to conclude to give me one more chance; for he suddenly stepped aside, giving room for the third and last of the company, the Instructor of Mathematics, who had been so angry during the whole time that he had seemed almost unable to wait for the others to finish their condemnations. He, when he had come to the place beside my bed where his fellows had stood, began to mutter forth in thunderous tones his long-restrained rage. He reminded me of the many times that he had remonstrated with me about talking in such Indistinct tones when he called upon me. He told me, as I had heard him say a hundred times In class, that by mumbling so 1 consumed and wasted his valuable time. He told me. also, that he knew by the poor lessons, which I had for some time, that I was not giving enough time to my Algebra. He finally concluded by saying: You have disgraced your- self. you have vexed me. you have neglected your studies, you have lost your chance for promotion! By this time he was so angry that he was shaking from head to foot. He seized me by the shoulders and shook me until I was I most senseless I screamed out for help; the apparitions vanished: and I. rousing from roy sleep, realized that I had been the victim of an awful nightmare—only this, and nothing more. EUGENE TANNER. ‘Oft IIHiII SCHOOL CHOKI’S. One of the most pleasant, as well as profitable additions to our High School, is an organized mixed chorus under the direction of L. P. Gamble. Very few having received previous training. It has been found quite difficult to secure suitable music, avoiding the too light and trashy on the one extreme and the too difficult for intel- ligent interpretation on the other. But considering the short time set apart for frsetlce. and the difficulties to le net with in petfecting such . n otganization. considerable progress has fcetn made. We are now arranging to secure a good selection of suitable music to be used from the beginning of next term. NORTH SII)K SCHOOL Rl'ILDING. 7 EST SIDE SCHOOL IJCILDINCJ. Alumni IKMtt. Will Collins Walter Abney C.vons Coleman Aabury A Abney Anna Fitzgerald Jessie Brown • Adnle Faught C. M. Burton • Jessie Gorrell C. L. M. Crowder Ed Hutchinson Azro Coleman Fermllla Hogg Denla Cobb R. L. Jackson.. .lames Evans Leona Jackson Texle Egan Joe A. Long.. • Lula Frame Madi Pitman Norman Frame Rebecca Rich • Sterling P. Jackson Frank Raley l«ee Jackson Charles Roark. Etta Jones J. C. Roark Mattie Nichols Nln Thornton Frank Finer Willie O. Tavlor Julia Piner A E Wilson J. N. Ravzor 1800. Ida Sh reeves Sophia Alexander. Ada Terrill Mrs Wray George Taylor R. L. Tyson Virgie Williams Ella Kirkipatriek Emma Wheeler Fannie McMurrav. Minnie Paschal! 1887. Jennie Benson Suale Comegys Celia Wilson.. 97 1M92. Sena Mounts Mrs. W. W. Wright Effie Geers.............................Mrs. E. A. Ewell Walter Bnrrett.................................Lumberman Ruth Roark.................................. Cellna Burris......................................... • Walter Lacy......................... Railroad Employe James Biggerstaff..............................Traveling Salesman Eva Raley .......................... Mrs W. J. McCray Birdie Paschall... ............ Mrs. Cuvier Lipscomb Permilla Jones.............................Mrs. Kirk man Ella McMurray....................................Teacher Fannie Gillespie..............„......Mrs. J. H. Blanks Eula Piner.......................................Teacher Walter Piner............ ............... .. • Mettle Pitman............................... May Matlock............................. Mrs. P. Mounts Oolite Long Mrs. E. W. Parker 1805. Mattie Egan......................... Mrs. R. B. Farris Lenora Jones........................................Mrs. Minnerty May me Paschall Mrs. Walter J. Stovall INOd. Kate Anderson. ........... Andrew T. Baker........... Mattie Eads............... Nettie Egan............... Maude Gibson.............. Annie May Grafton........ May HarrlB...................................... • Eflie Jones........................... Mrs. Beeman Mrs. John H. Mounts ...........City Attorney .....Mrs. Eugene Ross ...........Mrs. Tucker ::nimn Lively. Fannie Massey ... Maude McKenzie.. Evelyn McCook Della PIner. Keydron Randall Jennie Smith...... John R. Whayne Lee Zumwalt.. Mrs. Aubrey Terrill Mrs. Peter Mullin ........Mrs. Willis Simmons Mrs. Anderson .................... Lawyer I HUM. Ann . Preuss Mrs. Marty Ford Witherspoon.. Grain Dealer Arnetha Turpin............................Mrs. Cole Grace Yeagloy.............................. Teacher Charles Kimbrough............................ Teacher Irene Ferguson........................... Will Langley..................... Veterinary Surgeon 1899. Carl C McNiel Oil Dealer Willis D. P. Warren..................Student U. of T. Annie H. Fain.................................Teacher Robert Earl McCormick...... Graduate U. of T. Abney B. Ivey.............................. .Merchant Bertha E. Kopenhagen...................... Mrs. Huber 1900. Emma Elizabeth Elliott.......................... • Eva Grace Kenagy......................... William Clark McGintie..... City Editor R. and C. Mol lie Eva Turner....................... Mrs. Winn Georgia Oatman..................... Mrs. McCormick Carl Schwartz Withers Cobb • OH Louis Ella Hann Graduate Si. Mary’s College Florence Elsie Warren..........................Teacher Blanche Beatryx Blewctt........................Teacher Grace Leroy Bay less....................... Mattie Lois Leipse........................Mrs. LaLonde May bury Elliott ..............................Teacher Eugene Chinn .............................. Mrs. Bass Cornelia Joe Pitman................................. • Redilia D. Smith...............................Teacher Claudia Potter...............................Physician 1901. (Juy P Witherspoon ..Grain Dealer Maude Matlock.............................. Glenn L. McCullar. Lumber Dealer Pearla Wheeler (Mrs. Speer)....................Teacher liriam r. Evers Bookkeeper Myrtle Ivey............................. Music Teacher 1908. tirade added—No graduates. Bessie Hogue........... Bessie Edwards..... Gretna Cobb............ Blanche Hoskins...... Will Francis Matt Deavenport......... Silas Fry.......... George Hopkins.......... 1908. ......................Teacher ......................Teacher ......................Teacher Stuaent N T. N. C. ........... Student IT. of T. .................. Bookkeeper Medical Student Tulane IT. ..............Law Student 99 I0OI r tn� McReynolds Student U. of T. Robert McBride.........................Student U. of T- Oliver Poe ............................ Insurance Man Mary I ee Carrithers............................Teacher Suale Sleight ........................Mrs. J. L. Sipes Eva McNitzky.....................................TMwbcr Peneva Withers..................................Teacher Helen Potter........................8tudent N. T. N. C. Xo:ma Smith . Student S.-W. U Crma Smith.............................Student S.-W. U. Eva McCormick ......................Student S.-W. C. C. Irgle May i lpae ........................ Stenographer Iva Lake...................................... Teacher 190S. j nna Bacon.................................. C� race Chinn............................... Mattie Collins........................ Student C. I. A Lucile Geers.. Music Student at Bonham Claude Mlnter.. ........ .................. Tom Harrison............................... Johnnie Mae Stroud.................... Student C. I. A. Esther L Whittaker ................ Student N. T. N. C. Elbert Scoggins Student F. of T Clifford Witherspoon.................. Student U. of T • Deceased. NOTE—The school has no written records of classes prior to 1898. Any corrections or addition for future use will be appreciated. SECRETARY Autumn. Tho wind Is low. the day Is drear. And leaden clouds brood o'er; Autumnal leaves are brown and sear. And summer smiles no more. The birds have donned their somber coats: And hid In brakes away. They sound their low and saddened notes That late were blithe and gay. The eager hawk with watchful eye O'er field and forest roves; The noisy crow's discordant cry Resounds through silent groves. Across the meadow bleak and bare. With slow and measured tread, The herd Is gleaning scanty fare Of grass that’s dank and dead. Allanie with gold the maple glows; And far o’er glade and glen. Yon regal oak his wealth best rows As wintry winds begin. The willow bows and softly grieves Reside the marshy brook. And slowly stows her withered leaves In each secluded nook. But friendship sheds Its early leaves. With strange, unnatural haste; The unripe fruit now feebly cleaves. Now lies In blasted waste. The friend I thought supremely true Has felt the season’s blight; The sweetest rose has changed to rue; The fairest day, to night. —M loo WE ALWAYS STRIVE TO EXCEL w jm % Tj Tv' „ a a iV� ------- Muling company's w V ' PARIS PREMIUM ' U 77 FIRST M0.tt.SA-. alliance MILLING CO. DENTON. TEXAS. PREMIUM SPECIAL HIGH PATENT 1 “THE FLOWER OF FLOURS ' A RECORD WITHOUT A PARALLEL 3 — ———O W. A. Jones, Dentist. Gold. CrotOn and Bridge Work a Specialty. Gases Used in Extracting Teeth When Desired. Offices West Side Square HOFFMAN : : NURSERIES, DENTON. TEXAS. Fruit, Shade and Ornamental Trees. Roses, Evergreens Everything True to Label Crescent Steam Laundry ... Company ... High Grade Launders New machinery, all up'to date and the beat money will buy. Your bundle solicited. Phone No. 6 Lipscomb Christal REAL ESTATE A. G. Davis, Manager East of Exchange National Bank. Our Friends. The Bronco Our Friends. We wish to thank the readers of The Bronco for their patronage during the past school year, and say to all the pupils and teachers, we are always glad to see you in our store and feel sure that the values you receive is enough to induce you to come again. We want to impress on your mind that we carry the largest and most complete line of Dry Goods. Clothing, Shoes, Etc. carried in the county. When you want to make another purchase, come to see us Your Friends JARRELL. BASS CO Your Friends SHAW THE PHOTOGRAPHER Northeast Corner Square, Denton, J. P. BLOUNT. President. A. E. GRAHAM. Vice-President. Hay Building. Te as B. H. DEAVENPORT. Cashier. J. L. BLEWETT. Asst. Cashier Denton County National Bank Capital $50,000 - Surplus and Profits $20,000 j The management of this bank is in the care of careful, conservative, experienced men. A ttfho ell merit the confidence of our many customers and friends. We Solicit Your Business As A Place for Young Folks Of the schooling age to trade this store, you might say. boasts Maybe so. but realizing that they will help constitute our future “grot a up” citizenship, n’t think there is no better time to get ia their good graces and gain their confidence than in their school age. With this reminder. e cater to the .Conte and teek the patronage of the young folks second to none and they •rill ahrays find us ready and � ’ailing to use retry effort to have -'hat they ntant and to please Wilson, Russell - Williams THE COTTAGE HOTEL, : ; The Best in Totfn : : : AND — Centrally Located. W. W. Keith, Proprietor Denton Cotton Exchange Located Oder Hann's Clothing Store DIRECT PRIVATE WIRES C. E. SCRUGGS. Manager Dr. J. W. Fralin, Dentist South Side Square DENTON. TEXAS Jno. A Hann Co. Hart. Schaffner Gr Hari Celebrated Hand-Hade Clothing Stetson. Worth and Kingsbury Hats duett and Honareh Shirts Walk Oder Shoes in all leathers— Vifi, Gun Hetals and Patents La France and Duchess Shoes and Oiiords tor Women A fine line of White Goods tor Graduation Dresses JNO. A. HANN CO IF IT S NSW we HAVE IT WHITLOCK BUILDS HOUSES Brotfntotf S- Raines FOP Hay, Com, Bran and Chops. In The Fed Barn, North Elm St The I deal Restaurant, Went Side Square Is at all times ready to serve Short orders rooked Just right F. M. Allen. Prop. - Phone Connections C. L. M. Crotfder, Staple : and : Fancy : Groceries BUST I'll ICES A L HICK VICK IN TOWN ----Phone It4--- E STRING E R Abstracter, i Notary Public, i Money to Loan GRIFFIN - FOOTS Groceries, lee Cold Drinks jnd Feed If you are through with our literary education yon are ul ont ready to xitp Into the twain world to tlltht the battle for lluanclat i ucee� � May you meet with unprecedented prosperity In our nlncere wl«b. We gladly avail ourselves of thl opportunity to ex-press our heartfelt appreciation our liberal patronage. and hope you will continue to visit the Nickel Store—The Home of l«v Price Denton. Texas To The Bronco and Clots of 1906: What F. M. MOORE CO. West Side Square Still Growing. Our customers come to us for quality, and stay because they get it. Our prescription business gets larger every month; you probably know why. We wish to be told if our goods or service ever fail to please. Packages delivered to all parts of the city. : Phones 188 1 Prescription Druggist J. A. Minnis, 25 Years' Experience DIAMONDS For Wending or I'omtneDcement Gifts! The lime for school to dose will soon • brrr; wr wish to Impress on yon that we are prepared to serve you and can show you a splendid line of Witches, Diamonds. Jewelry. Umbrellas, Sterling Siherwear, Cut Class. Etc. Spend your mone with u and get fl.00 worth for every l Q cents. W’ The Only W. J. McCray, Jeweler. Inly Kxelnslve Jewelry Mtore In l)erton. Texas HIGH GRADE PIANOS seat L O WEST PRICES ARTHUR W. PALMER Salesroom With W. J. McCray West Side Square STUDENTS We beliede that it it the desire of edery honest. liOe. up-to-date scholar to be the best in his or her class. This is a noble desire, and tvill surely hade its regard in lode, confidence and respect of your teachers. Ours is a similar position. The highest position a mercantile house can haVe is to he the best in Its class in the community: then it nrill surely reap a rem'ard in confidence ot the public■ This attained is Very gratifying. So let's join hands and eder aim higher in life, building better and growing greater in possibilities. striding that the goal of yesterday may be the starting point of today. HALL. SCRUGGS S- CO DUGGAN DUGGAN Abstracters, Real Estate and Loans. Notary Public. Office Southwest Corner Courthouse, 2nd Floor 5 It Is With Great Pleasure that we hare an opportunity, through The Bronco, to thank the students of the public school for past favors. We feel an interest in every student in the schools and hope for each one a useful ' and happy life. As for The Bronco, we know it will be a success, and should be prized by every' one. Every person in Denton should have one and keep it, for it will bring back many pleasant recollections when you look it over in the future. ------------------THE FAIR------------------ SVBLETT WILKERSON HaOe the Best Line of Fresh Meats in Town.. WEST OF POSTOFFICE 5 Let Vs Make You a Price on Your LUMBER BILL L. T. Millican Company Lone Star Nursery Co., Denton, Tedas Sale Yard and Rose Garden one-half mile South of Courthouse. S. Elm St. Fruit Trees. Small Fruits. Shade Trees. Shrubs. Climbing Vines. EOergreens. Roses—70 Varieties. On all abode Goods Our Prices are Right. CUT FLOWERS IN SEASON GARRISON KIMMINS- DRUGGISTS AND BOOKSELLERS A Complete Line of Drugs and Druggists’ Sundries Headquarters for School Supplies of All Kinds West Side Square Denton Texas ITS A SCANDAL! EVERYBODY IS TALKING ABOUT IT. WHAT1 ). B. Wilson Co. selling all of the best buildings of the city and we are still do ing business at the old stand in the same old way. See us when in need of Lum-ber, Paints, Cement, Lime, Brick, Etc. YARDSi Deaton. Sherman. Aubrey, Justin. Ponder, Bonham. ber, ra 5 Denton Furniture Go Headquarters for Furniture. Carpets. Hatting. Rugs. Window Shades. Window Curtains. Glass. Pictures. Picture Frames. Wall Paper. Refrigerators. Setting Machines. Organs. Pianos and Sheet Music and other musical instruments; in fact. everything kept in a first-class, up-to-date furniture store. Wt handle the Celebrated Kimball Pianos—instruments that in touch, tone, style, finish, simplicity and durability hat no superior and but fete equal . Such instrument it sold under a 10-year mtritten guarantee. Piano tuning and repairing caretully looted after by our eipert. Prof. E. W. Jarnagan. Undertaking and Embalming a specialty. When nfe can serOe you. command us. We ntant your trade. Ice Cream a Specialty. Hot Drinks in Season DENTON. TEXAS J. N. RA YXOR. President Denton Furniture Company. ARTHUR C. RAYXOR Sec. and Treat CONFECTIONERIES Perfect Satisfaction Guaranteed to All Who Use VERA BEST Flour. It has a reputation for superior excellence and is constantly in demand by those who want the finest flour for family use. Its manufacturers respectfully request a trial, if you are not already convinced of its merits. DENTON MILLING CO. GOING PICNICING? The vacation days are here and every boy dad girl will want to go picaicing sod fishing for si least one day. here j grejt many things for the boys sad girls, both Urge sad small. FOR THE GIRLS: Nice Spring Hats, Sailors. Bonnets. Shirt Waists. FOR THE BOYS: Big Strata Hats, Jumpers. OOeralls, Shirts and Waists. la feet, almost everything a boy needs, except fish bait. Come around sod see us. We will fit you out lor enjoy ing the hot days that are coming. We esn sell you material that is specially suited to baseball uniforms, and sell it cheap, too. W. B. McCLVRKAN - CO ---------- L.BAILEY------------------ LiVery, Feed and Transfer Stable Nice Single and Double Rigs. Special attention to Transient Trade DENTON. TEXAS. O. M. C V R T I S , Druggist and Jeweler. Headquarters for Kodaks, Fine Stationery, Athletic Goods, Etc. Students will always find at my store a large selection of school Tablets. Special care is given to the selection of this sort of goods here, and I believe you'll receive better values here than elsewhere. I solicit vour patronage. Southeast Corner of Square Denton, Texas High Grede Cigers Come sod See cthhcprSweto. High Grede Box Ceodies Come sod Set “ We see prepsred to KU order toe Ice Cresai wholesek or retsil oa short notice■ See our Esster NoreMes tbey -rr greet. New Drink sod msny loads. We will trest you right. We gire specie! sttentioa to our perlor trede. We 8’re specie! ettention to orders for enterteinmeots. We mekc Breed eod Fine Cekes. Come end see. New Phone 71 jty rr (Atvrd'Anfr Old Phone 61 WILL SIZEMORE J. C. LUMPKIN SIZEMORE, L UMPKIN CO. GROCERS “QUALITY FIRST, THEN THE PRICE DENTON, rreeee.ee TEXAS r MAKE THIS YOUR HARDWARE STORE One is naturally inclined to trade with experienced merchants; where quality is paramount, and where he knows that his dollar goes as far as anybody's. We have had a long, hard pull to build up our Hardware business on this basis, but we have won; and our being Denton’s Oldest Firm, proves how well the people think of our policy. We do miss sales, occasionally, for not giving our friends the biggest possible bulk, where the Quality should be first, but they find out, to their satisfaction, that we try to see how good our Hardware can be for the money, and always GOODS WORTH MORE TO YOU THAN THE PRICE WE ASK If you are not already one of our many valued customers, won’t you think it over and see if it doesn’t pay to trade here? We are trying, always, more and more to increase the Quality of our goods, and are always glad to explain their making—so you see how it pays to buy the best. We insure you against inferior material or work, and consistent with an honorable business, we guarantee prices low. Trade with us and see how nicely we can suit you in dependable things—you'll notice the breaking off of that endless chain of repair bills and worry. Come to our store for Keen Kutter and “Wiss The Monarch” Range, Harness and Plumbing. Cutlery and Tools. The Coming Range ! Everything in Lawn Mowers and Screens Coolers and Freezers. Up-to-Date Hardware 1885 A. F. EVERS HOUSE OF QUALITY 1906