MISSING MISSING Drfticrttimt; (To Jflr. (£. Jf. ttiithcrspooit; ifor long mu' faithful srrfcirrs ns president of thr Hoard of (Trustees, this thr fourth holumr of £hr Brouro is gratefully drdirntcd by thr pupils of thr ®rntou Migh School. C. F. WmiKRSl'noX, I'resident Hoard of Trustees. CLIFF FORD Mr. C. I . Witherspoon was horn in Marshall. Texas in June. 1852. ami continued to live there with his parents until about the close of the Civil ar. At this time it became necessary for him to make his own way in the world, and he went to Now rleans to seek employment. After remaining in that city for about two years, the desire for old Texas became too great for him to resist, and he returned to his early home. For some time he attended a private school, presided over by Colonel Hass, a splendid teacher, ami a man of strong character. After the completion of hi« school course, he engaged in business ami in 1877 was married to Miss Mattie Crutcher, of Kentucky. In 1884 he removed to the little town of Denton, where he has since resided. Mr. Witherspoon ha seen Denton grow from a few hundred inhabitants to a thriving, bustling little city of seven or eight thousand people, and no one man has done more to promote this grow th than he. While Mr. Witherspoon has been identified with other business interests in Texas, his life work has lx.cn the cotton business, and he is now recognized throughout the entire country as one of the most ex WITHERSPOON. tensive dealers in the South, having well established agencies in England. Prance. tiermany. Holland and Austria. In 1895 he was elected a member of the Denton ( it) School Board, and for the past nine vears has been president of that body. That Mr. Witherspoon jx ssessses all those elements which go to make a true character and a splendid manhood, is plainly evidenced in all of l is business and social relations. We believe that he has done-more for the upbuilding of the Public Schools of Den ton than any one man. He has always favored ad- ancement in every phase of school work and ha-given his time, money and influence- to strengthen every effort.made in that direction by the teachers. Mr. Witherspoon has also been a patron of the city schools and enjoys the rather unique distinction of having had four sons to graduate from the High School: since their graduation they have been actively associated with him in the cotton business. He has a delightful home on Hast ( ak street, where he spends many pleasant hours with his numerous friends, and the latch string always hangs on the outside. SMTIHT DEDICATION FACULTY 8 FRESHMAN CLASS ATHLETICS 7 FRONCO BOARD LITERATI SENIOR CLASS GRINDS in JUNIOR CLASS ALUMNI SOPHOMORE CLASS 51 ADVERTISEMENTS Motto: Haec olim meminisse iuvabit.—Virgil. HIGH SCHOOL YELL Boys Hi-ki! Hi-ki! Listen to the noise! W'c are the Denton High School Boys. Girls High School! High School! Ncs! Yes! Vcs! VYe arc the girls of the 1). H. S. All High School! High School! is our cry. V—I—C—T—O—R—V. Color: Maroon. I S. CARLISLE. Superintendent City Schools. ACUITY Principal W. . Masters. I!. S.. A. P.„ Science and I.atin. Miss Maud Rruce. Ph. R.. History and Knglish. r J. H. Johnston, A. B., Mathematics. Miss Ina Caddcl. English. J. W. Beaty, Mathematics. OFFICERS 1 '-’V 2 flssT Bi Siness Wfr. 7yi i4 Payy - a 3. Preside nf StvdenU Covnc i ? QaaA i Or? Wicc Pvs-side fit Students Coi nc il ■vKjU' •' - -Vi 55c cnctery Student Couw.ll tt njeee e? editorial smrr (sEdl ter - In-Chick. UojjlQ I(V'W A£A' 0%, HssistinfEditors y. jUL-1 ««- '- f % j(jijclLcc h CUst Editors I. St nior fubtd S .jtfSc • 10. Tumor ) iJju yuLonhii ‘a II. Sophomore C-CLoS‘?- 12. fresh non ' ■ •• '”, f IS Art L dlfon CTny. L ■' rd 14- ktulZlfArtIdotcr £ r n Qudt'CeA - ' 13. Pthletn Editor C Cut i ’” 1 THE 5ENIDR OFFICERS Eugene H?rry ........................ P-esident Fansy Ellis ......................... Secretary Willir VVroten ......................... Editor Mattie Lee Under- od. ..............Historian Eugene Tanner ............................ Poet Motto: Certain pete fineni. CLASS YELL. Who—ooo—ooo—ooo—e—e—rah ! Who—000——000—ooo—e—e—rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Seniors! Colors: Flowers: Purple ami White. Vhite Carnation. Lorena Hates. Queen of Sheba”:— She looks as clear As morning roses newly washed with dew.” Stella Freeman, Deuce”: Historian. 05- 06. Bronco ’07-’08:— Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.” Irene Powell, Kitten :— Her face betoken all things dear and good. • he light of somewhat yet to conie was there Asleep, and waiting for the opening day. U hen childish thoughts, like flowers, would drift away. Mattie Lane. Baby”:— • And as the bright sun glorifies the sky. So is her face illuminated with her eye.” Pansy Ellis. “Pandora' : Class Secretary '07 'OK:— So life can he pure in its purpose ami strong in its strife. And all life not he purer and stronger thereby.” I ugene Berry. The Doctor : President Pierian Literary Society '0f -’07—07-'OK:— His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles: His love sincere, his thought's immaculate. Mattie Lee 1’nderwood. '’Honey Hug: His ofijin ’04-'05. Class Editor '05-’06. Assistant Editor Bronco 06- 07. Historian '07-'08:— An inborn grace that nothing lacked Of culture or appliance— The warmth of genial courtesy, '1 he calm of self-reliance. Irma Lee. '‘Polly : Historian ’O -’07:— A perfect woman, nobly planned. To warn, to comfort, and command. Nannie Thomason. Rose :— 'T'rom every blush that kindles in thy cheeks. Ten thousand little lovers and graces spring To revel in the roses. F.ffie Masters. “Giraffe :— 1 riu' Gves' t«o pure and too honest in aught p, s. jjuise I he sweet soul shining thro' them. Mary Barb. Dearie That carcs inj; and exquisite grace-never hold, h'.ver present—which just a few women possess. ( race Carlisle. l?ob:” Class Secretary '05-’06. Secretary Pierian 06-07, Secretary Students' Council '07-'08:— Is she not more than painting can express. Or youthful poets fancy when they loce?” Eugene Tanner. 'Jean. The Senator.”—President Students' Council ’06- 07. President Pierian '07-’08. Editor-in-chief Bronco 07-'08. Cla s Poet 07 ‘08. 'Worth, courage, honor, these indeed Your sustenance and birthright are. Irma Arcndall. Hun :— If to her share some female errors fall. Look on her face, and you’ll forget them all. illie rotcn. “Billy Bov. —C lass K lite r ’O' 07 and ’07 '08. “ hy. if two Gods should play some heavenly match And on the wager lay two earthly fotnen. And herself one. there must be something else Pawn'd with the other, for the poor rude world Hath not her fellow. CLASS HISTORY Great deeds and wonderful accomplishments call forth their chronicles. So it was with Rome: so it is with the Senior Class. World history would not be complete without the story of the rise and fall of the Roman Empire: neither would it be complete without at least a brief account of the undertakings and achievements of the class of 'OS. Although exhaustive research has been made, it it impossible to ascertain the exact amount of learning possessed by the class upon its entrance into freshman standing. W e have reasons to believe, however. that its members had been trained in the art of spelling at least: for old manuscripts unmistakably written by them, have been found in which a!! words are spelled according to Webster. But whatever the attainments of the class may have been at that time, the majority of our band were allowed to retain the name of Fresh men throughout the entire year, while a part were granted that privilege for still another. As Freshmen we laid a sure foundation for our undertaking in the higher classes. We began to engage in stirring debates, which developed oratory in a wonderful degree. We did not forget our studies: on the contrary, most of us made substantial progress. e met difficulties of course, but finally we y ercanie them.—a habit which has clung to us throughout oui entire course. During this first year of our history we lent our aid to the success of another glorious enterprise, for which the entire High School, ami the whole world. ;.s for that matter, are deeply indebted to us. Whih we were yet Freshmen the question of issuing an Annual was brought before the student body for the first time, and our class, which was then largir than all the rest of the school, favored the movement i lari we voted against it. the High School might not today be the fortunate possessor of a Bronco.” For this reason alone it is clear that civilization has greatly profited by the existence of such a class. Our Sophomore year was crowded with achievements that would reflect credit upon any band of students. 'Phis year marks the beginning of the great literary work of the class. It was an ‘ Age of Paragraphs and Essays.” Rhetoric was studied with great zeal: much time was spent on Civil Government and the Constitution of the I'nited States. Among other e cuts occuring during this time was one of which we shall always be proud. It was a debate in which, as it was humorously yet truly said, we landed the Pierian ‘suckers with Capital Punishment bait. V hen the year closed, we felt that we had made quite a creditable record, especially in Latin and Rhetoric. It was while we were Juniors that our literature bloomed forth—in essays. But by far the most important feature of this period was the scientific movement. Physics became the fad among the members of the class. AH seemed to be charmed by the beau-lies of science: all plunged into it with enthusiasm, and the result was satisfactory, not only to ourselves but to our teachers. As Seniors we are employing our time in pursuit of various tudics. We have found Cicero eloquent and Vergil charming. The annals of the past we have found teeming with interest, and nothing has been more delightful than our course in English Literature. On the whole, the year has been most pleasant, and for most of us it has been difficult to realize that this is actually the last year we shall ever spend as pupils of the dear old High School. Debating has not yet lost its charm for us Throughout the four years we have engaged in many 33 contests of this kind with other classes, and up to the nine of this writing we have never been defeated. The girls of the class as well as the boys have helped to establish this goodly record. Hut if we are inclined to praise our own deeds too highly and attribute too much to our own exertions, let us not forget those to whom we are so gratefully indebted for instruction and guidan « along all the lines in which we have achieved success. Let us bring our trophies and lay them at our teachers’ feet: let us take the laurels that the world may bestow and reverently wreathe them almut the brows of those who have so constantly and so willingly befriended us at every turn in our course. The size of the class is much decreased since it f«rst came into the High School, but quantity of brains was never greater than at present. Heretofore little may have been known of the class to the outside world, but these years have been spent in preparation. It is in the future that our fame is to be spread abroad by our senators, doctors, musicians, artists.— and old maid sclu ol teachers. —Hist« rian. The Potter and The Clay. ()ne wintry night, when wailing winds did blow, When all was cold, and knee-deep lay the snow. Within a cheerless den my Classmate sat With me and talked in tones subdued and low. e wondered what our destined End would be. And counted o'er our Sorrows bitterly: We knew our Fates were being weighed just then Before a stem and austere Faculty. O. might some single thought of Pity steal Into Their breasts and our Despair reveal. And soften Justices’ pitiless Decree, While sweet-voiced Mercy for us made appeal. “Ah, me.” said one. for all these Years of Pain Shall naught requite and nothing be our gain’ Can They blame us alone for what we lack. And treat our futile efforts with Disdain? “Whene’er the Potter shapes the plastic Clay. And moulds the Pot in some eccentric way. Misshapen, odd. and ugly to behold. Whose Error doth the Defect then betray?” “The Potter's, sure.” replied a solemn voice “For, see, the Pot hath neither will nor choice. Why should the Vessel, then, bear all the blame? Nay! let the Maker bear an equal poise'” Or. pray, who caused the Potter’s hand to shake? In quavering tones another Classmate spake. “Oh. shall the Maker dash to earth the Pot, And. angry, all his Handiwork unmake? hut one more gentle than the rest, to whom Seemed given the power to make the Desert bloom. Spake. Friends, not yet hath Fate destroyed our Hope Nor cast-us out to Darkness and to doom. They arc our Friends, not stern taskmasters they. And if we’re crooked, they will find a way 'I o mould us yet to straight and comely Pots— 'I here is yet time before the Final Day.” Then as the gentler Classmate silent grew. The Den seemed warm, the Wind less fiercely blew. The Moon looked in and Smiled at what she saw. Our Hearts grew light. Hope’s Flower bloomed anew. —Class Poet. 34 Maxims of a Senior. 1. The maxims of a Senior for the guidance of the Freshies, Sophs, and Juniors who may attain to The Dignity. 2. To know wisdom concerning classes and instructors, to perceive the truth whereby their course may be guided, to give subtlety to the simple and cunning to the unversed. 3. Young man, so perform that when thy teacher findeth thy name in the grade l ook he may smile and inscribe thereby a five. 4. Many are the speeches of the student who feareth, aye in the mind of the teacher are they all inscribed, he knoweth when they are forthcoming, and lie in no wise mistaketh. 5. He saycth: Lo, I retired not until past the twelfth hour, and my History have 1 pondered mightily; or, Behold your subject is for me the most diffi cult, therefore with it spend I all my time. 6. Two things he sayeth on dunking, yea. three speeches are inevitable when he faileth to make good: Lo, just before coming to class 1 knew that perfectly; or, I am so nervous today that I cannot concentrate my mind; or, I could have made an hundred on the exam you gave the other class. 7. Verily, 1 say unto thee, be diligent and let not thy opportunities to remind thy lower classmen of thine own abilities escape them many a laugh. 8. Be careful in losing thy classmates, that thou mavest not be found with thirteen damsels and two youths when thou contest to judgment; yea, take heed, unless thou wishest these youths to rival Solomon. 9. But if in thine infancy thou hast not heeded this precept, remember that I now warn thee that even in mine own class a beau cannot be a scholar, nor a scholar, a beau. 10. Young man. if thou wishest to impress the maids, wear thy Sabbath apparel; but. if thou think-est that thy teacher wisheth to impress thee, wear thy winter garments. 11. If thou wishest to be friendly with thy master, remember that the law of minds is opposite to that of magnates, like minds attract and unlike repel. 12. If thou art compelled by circumstances to be housed with Juniors, be most careful that thou needest but those inferiors who slumber; for ac it has been written, so shall it be; a yawn for a yawn and a 35 rap for a nap. 13. If ye would be wise. O. ye maidens, take heed that mice, rats or mirrors frighten not away thy thoughts, even as the wolf stealcth away the best lamb of the flock. 14. Verily 1 say unto you. not every one that looketh like a maiden reading a love letter, is a devoted Senior conning her Vergil: some are damsels reading billets doux. 15. Be watchful of the countenances of thy preceptors ami accordingly shape thy course. 16. When his countenance weareth a frown, if he jerketh in his walk, or weareth his hat upon his nose, then prefer not thy suit, for it shall not be obtained. 17. But if her hair is successfully coifed, if she weareth a new ribbon or jewel, ami above all. if the Post Office hath yielded her a fat letter, then be thou ready and make thy request, for thou shalt surely prevail. 18. Behold, he who misseth the date of Marathon shall surely be forgiven, but he who misspclleth I'heidipi ides shall find that no hope remaineth unto him. BA Some instructors are won by a studious and thoughtful mien, some by many questions concerning Vergil, at play time, others are succeptihle to petting and flattery: yet if thou findest not the weak spot in the armor of thine instructor, lo. there is no hope for thee at the final day. 20. Be not angry when thou gottest a B—, at least it taketh more ink: if thou gettest a C— be happy. for thou art in style: but thou mavest well mourn if thou gettest an A— for our fathers say that as youths that was their standing, and wouldst thou he a generation behind? —Irma Lee, 08. School Days. Oh joyous school days all but pone! Why will you flee away. And leave us sad amid the strife To seek and win our way? Why must we part with classmates true Who are to us so dear. Whom we have learned to love and trust In toil and labor here? And must we part with teachers, too. Who are so kind and good, And patiently in all our work Have faithful with us stood? Will pleasures of our school life pass Away for evermore. And leave sweet memories to make Us vearn for davs of yore? Tis true we hope new joys to find When out from school at last. Hut still we fain would give up those For happy school days past. Discouraged much are we sometimes. And all things seems to dread. The future too is dark and drear— We fear to look ahead. Hut soon our hopes come back again And we forget our grief. For joys of school alone will bring A noble sweet relief. Oh, happy days! Oh. glorious days! Why pass so soon away. And leave us here all desolate To plod life’s weary way? —Irene Powell ’08. 37 CLASS OFFICERS Russell Bass .... (ieorge Goode Lula Evers ...... Hilda Masters .... Blanche Thomason .... President V'ice-president ... Secretary . Glass Editor ... Historian Motto: Vincit qui sc vincit. Glass Yell: I fob—a—lob—a ! I lob—a—lol —a! Hob—a—lob—a—line! Rah! a tiger for the Juniors of Nineteen Nine! COLORS: FLOWER: Old gold and black. Sunflower. Lula Evers—Pierian—Basket ball team X)6- 07— 07-'08—Class Secretary—“Her ways were those of a gentleness and grace.” Homer Bruce—Alias Doc —Pierian—Class Base ball team. 07-’08— Strong men believe in cause and effect.” I Clark Brown—Pierian—Athletic Editor Football team •0r . 07— 07-08- Baseball team '06-'07-'08-Cl ass Baseball team 07- 08: “Strength and wisdom only flower When we toil for all our kind.” Stella Owsley—Pierian—Class Secretary 06- 07— Life hath no dim and lonely spot That doth not in her sunshine share.” George Goode—Alias “Gcorgie May”—Pierian Art Editor Bronco—Vice-President class—Class Baseball team 07- Q8”—The heart May give a useful lesson to the head And learning wiser grows without his books.” Katie Bass—Pierian—President Basket ball club 06-07—Class Editor 06-07—Assistant Editor Bronco—“Beauty is its own excuse for being.” Eugene Whitehead—Pierian—Football Team ’06-’07 — ’07-’08—Class Baseball Team ’07-’G8:— Learning by study must be won, Twas ne’er entailed from sire to son. Lola Parker—Pierian—P askctball Team 'C 7-’08— Eternal pleasures at thy presence reign.” Sybil Aldredge—Pierian— Thought is deeper than speech. Hilda Masters—Pierian—Class Editor:— Slowly as from a cloud of gold. Comes out thy deep ambrosial smile I muse as in a trance, whene’er— The languors of thy love deep eyes Float on to me. Eugeni Ballard—Pierian—Clas; Baseball Team ’07-'08— The brave make danger oprortunit’ Pearl Mahan—Pierian—“Tis noblcne-s to sei e.” Quinlan Adams—Alias “John Quincy”—Pierian— Class Baseball Team 07- 08—''Life is not so short but there is always time for courtesy:” Margie Cowan—Pierian—“A beautiful and happy maiden. Odessa Swindell—Pierian And virtues hath she many mo'. Than I with pen have skill to show. Bertie Davis—Pierian:— Never elated while one is oppressed. Never dejected while mother's blest.' Bernice Skinner—Pierian — The onlv way to shine is to be modest and unassuming.' Fred Harris—Alias “Yank —Pierian—Business manager Bronco—Football Team '0f - 07-’07-'08—Captain Baseball Team (X -'07-'07-'08—Captain ( lass Base 1 all Team 07- 08— The valiant never taste of death but once. Marie Hester—Pierian—“Character is higher than intellect.” Melissa Smith-Pierian :— Here’s a smile for those who love me. And a sigh for those who hate. nd whatever sky’s above me, Here’s a heart fer any fate.” Mary Williams—Pierian—Basketball Club '07-‘08:— And withal the blazing of her evne. Was like the beams of Titan, truth to tell. Which glads us all that in this world do dwell.” Russell Bass—Alias “Rusty”—Pierian—Class Presi «leut—Class Baseball Team ’07-’08—“Not without fruit of solitary thought. Linda Mayr— Pierian—‘‘Never loved to lead.” CLASS HISTORY. On May fifteenth ninteen hundred and eight the Junior Class or th Denton High School and all its glorious deeds joined themselves with the mighty annals of the past: and those who did not know of them before that time, may now hope to learn only through history. The following brief statement is prepared for such as are so unfortunate ns still to be unac quainted with the character and achievements of this great class. Much care has been taken t gre in this account only such events as will illustrate most accurately our chief characteristics. Many things of importance have been omitted merely because th y all go to prove tl e one great fact, that we are the best class in the Hich School. -Vs Freshmen and Soph mores we swept even thing before ns. Algebra was ransacked and ravaged; Grammar and Rhetoric surrendered without delav; History and Civics capitulated after a short siege: and even Caesar, invincible in Gallic Wars, offered but little opposition to our victorious march. During both these years we were slowly yet surelv unking a reputation and laying the foundation for a glorious future. Gradually the I acuity began to realize our worth, but it was not until we had suffered many hardships at their hands. As the time drew near for us to quit the estate of Sophomores, it was hut natural that we began to look forward and to wonder if the Junior year would not he the best of all. ()ur curiosity had already been aroused by various rumors to that effect and wc were eager to see for ourselves. Kvcry afternoon after school had one chanced to go around on the southeast corner of the school building, he would have found a dozen or more little Sophs clustered in the laboratory window, watching the wise Juniors perform all kinds of experiments with little bottles, buckets and cans. Oh! low we longed to be Juniors! At last our joy w- complete when in September ninteen hundred and seven we found ourselves seated in the room with the dignified Seniors and found also that our own name had been changed and that now our rank was next to that of our stately companions. Our greatest disappointment was chat we would not be | emitted to attend class in laboratory, that honor having been bestowed upon th Freshmen. However the Juniors soon forgot this trouble in the delightful study of General History. They discovered where Jerusalem was situated, and that Rome sat on her seven hills. We have simply devastated the broad field of American Literature As a result, we have become very great poets, in spite of the fact that most of US write poems with the rhyme but lacking in the rhythm. e are also interested in Caesar’s wonderful campaigns, and we delight in constructing pretty figures for Geometry. At our first society meeting—for we are members 48 of the Pierian Literary Society now— wc were greatly astonished to hear the great Senior orator. He either moved us to tears or made us la.igh gleefully at his will. Hut let the Seniors ha e the great orator, have not the Juniors a poet, an artist, and a great Master? Step by step have we ascended the height1' which lead to knowledge ami fame, and at last wc have reached the topmost round of the first ladder. ()nc more year ami wc will have finished the las; prescribed course of our dear High School. One more year and our superintendent will grant to us a certificate of proficiency in this our first venture into ‘’wonderland. One more year and we will have bidden adieu to these dear obi walls walls made doubly dear to us. since they have sheltered us from the storms without and silently bid us take courage as we were battling with the problems within. They seem to say to us. “What others have done you can do.” It is thus we buried our trials and tribulations and each succeeding year would enter upon our work with no trace of a tear, but with hearts full of earnest thoughts for the morrow. While wc regret to give up our title as Juniors, yet ii is only natural that we shoufd look forward to higher and better things, and as we have found thrt Junior superior to the Sophomore class, so wc hope to find in the Senior a richer and riper field of knowledge and wisdom. —Historian. CLASS OFFICERS. Fred Rayzor J. C. lie'll ...... Myrtle Brown .. Lloyd Garrison . Eula Kates ......... .....President Vice-President ..... Secretary ..... . Editor .....Historian Motto: Ant inveniani ant faciani. CLASS YELL. Hihhle! Hobble! Fight and squabble. Zip! Kang! RalK Sophomores! Sophomores! Rah! Rah! Rah! COLORS: FLOWER: Gray and Maroon. Cape Jasmine CLASS ROLL Altha Ball— I have immortal longings in me. Bessie Ball— Of all the days that’s in a week 1 dearly love but one day. And that’s the day that comes betwixt A Saturday and Monday. F.ula Bates—Class Historian. Secretary Clio:— “She that was ever fair and never proud’’ Had tongue at will and yet was never loud. J. C. Bell. Class Vice-President—1His eye was blue and calm, as is the serenest noon. Kearic Berry— Why those looks of care? Maggie Brim— My heart is as true as steel. Wile Bayless—“Her step is music and her voice is song. Myrtle Brown. Class Secretary. Critic Clio— Sure my heart’s my own! Sidney Bates— Just at the age twixt boy and youth. Alvin Bush ami James Brown— As proper men as ever trod upon neat’s leather. m Rov Borden— His cares are now all ended. Grace Bcvette— Beauty’s ensign vet. Ed Cobb. Sleepy ”—“He smiles and sleep . Grover Campbell and Gilfred Collins— d he long and short of it. ..... Olin Cunningham— This bold, bad mam Theta Clark— The very flower of vouth. 55 Susie Davidson. Journalist Clio— H.t w. ds arc trusty heralds to her mind.” Grade Lee Franks—“Chaste as the icicle.” Nellie Fritz— “A soul as white as heaven. Alary Fox— Pearl of great price.” Liovd Garrison. Class Editor— He reads much. Carl Griffin. Vice-President Clio— O. sir. ou are old. Bessie Griffith—“Whence conns this restraint' Clara Harrell— No mieen of Grecian line E'er braided more luxuriant hair. O'er forehead more divine. John Hauslein—“He is a perfect knowledge box. An oracle to great and small. Irl Hicks— But. indeed, my invention comes from my pate. Jim Inge— I am resolved to grow fat, and look young at forty.” Ilettie Johns— Her hair was tolled in manv a curious fret. Emma Belle Lipscomb— I am sure care's an enemy io life. alter Lattimore— He bills fair to grow wise. Opal Leach— They laugh that win. Areta McCormick— I pray you do not fall in love with me. Etta Myers— But then her face. So lovely, yet so arch—so full of mirth. The overflowing of an innocent heart. Ethel Masters. Class Poet— Her stature tall. 56 Marion Moore—“For my voice. I have lost (?) it with hallowing and singing of anthems. Gertrude Me Reynolds, Organist Clio—'“Your learning, like the lunar beam, affords light. Glady’s Porter—“She’s an enchanted feast; most fair to sight. Fred Rayzor, Class President. President Athenian, Asst Business Manager—“Be kind and courteous to this gentleman. Kmma Robinson— Sometimes she laughed that nigh her breath was gone. Florence Short—“Thou shalt not see me blush.” Mary Storrie— Ask me no questions, and I’ll tell you no fibs. Lizzie Storrie— Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls. Winifred Woodward. Secretary Athenian— For I am nothing if not critical. Maude Zumwalt— Speak low if you speak of love. CLASS HISTORY “If I cannot find a way I will make one.” This is the motto that was chosen hv the present Sophomore Class at the beginning of the High School career. Are we living up to this motto? We believe we are. but shall be glad to allow the reader the privilege of expressing his own opinion, after he has learned of the many marvelous accomplishments of this most wonderful class—most wonderful because it has not had an equal in the history of the Denton High School. To begin with, we are the largest second year class on record. When we assembled at the beginning of the year, we found our number to be sixtv-fivc. This necessitated more room, and so a new apartment was furnished and an extra teacher added to the High School faculty. For the first time in the history of the school the Sophomore Class was divided. So thoroughly had we mastered the subjects of the Freshman year, that it was with the keenest delight and greatest ease that we took up the new subjects prepared for us. We have marched with Caesar straight through Farther and Nearer Gaul always with ensigns Hying. We have defeated Xerxes’ immense army, three million strong, followed Alexander the Great on his successful march into Asia, wiped the great Egyptian, Grecian and Roman empires off the map. and are in good condition to complete the conquest of the world next year. We have made war upon and overcome all forms of barbarism, impropriety and faulty precision; and we are so well'versed in the art of letter and note writing and passing, that we are able to exchange ideas, by means of written signs, with our most distant neighbors without arousing the suspicion of our watchful instructors. We have invaded the most remote regions of Algebra, conquering step by step the legions of equations which have been the terror of every class before us. Besides the superior talents of the class as a whole, we boast of several geniuses, each in his own particular sphere. It will be only a matter of time until some members of our class will stand out pre-em-inent in the political, literary and scientific world. I’ndoubtedly we are the most original and self-reliant class in school. The present Seniors were closely associated with the Seniors of last year, from whom they received the most of their ideas and opinions. The Juniors of course try to imitate the Sen- 58 iors to the letter, while the poor little Fre-hies — well it’s too funny to watch them in a Bronco meeting— Ieport themselves in a manner which absolutely beyond the range of description. There are many other things which inigh he related that would prove the real worth of our band; but being a modest person and representing a modest class, the historian refrains from saying anything that CLASS P ”1 think the Sophomores are good. We hear our teachers say. “They always do just as they ought— We speak and they obey. ()f course this was not always so. For we this year appeared Upon the plain of Sophomores, And now the ei .1 have neared. Perhaps you think when we are gone A better class will reign ; But you are wrong, because you know We come not hack again. There may come classes very good, Though not as good as we. For we have made a record fine And good as it can he. 59 would sound in the least egotistical. Notwithstanding the pride we feel in our class and the importance of it (for does not the success of the whole High School hinge upon it (?) we shall be glad to leave it to the care of the Freshmen, whom we are carefully training for the place, and take up the work of raising the standard of the Junior Class as we have done that of the Sophomore. —Historian. DEM. The Seniors try to snub us Sophs, The Juniors think us small. Ilut all the Freshies gaze with awe. For they respect us all. We do not mind the Seniors’ snubs. And Juniors' cross remarks. Wc like the place of Sophomores. And stay as ga - as larks. You may not thin that we are much; You will not think so long. For you will find out your mistake. And know that you are wrong. W hen all our Hi h School lift is o’er. When all the race is run. Look at the record we have made. And see what we have done. —Class Poet. CLASS OFFICERS. President ..................William Dooley Secretary ..................Ruby Strickland Editor ...................... Pan! Jones Historian MOTTO: Esse, non videri. YELL: Rixety! Ruff! Rixcty! Ruff! Freshmen! Freshmen! they're the stuff! Freshmen! Freshmen! Nineteen Eight, Latin. Algebra, watch our gait! COLORS—Old Rose and White. O j ££ jHe Verdant , f RE?rflE fil lLc, 7 w mi jy c i$j! v ,fi T e Le XoHs He’ll , Le rH AHd JHe Ho Hong , x dm E nH WlLL c HHe t t Jk crf£Rfi '0 MeM Hn . CLASS Clcni Tierce—The real Simon Pure.” Finley Hare— Luxuriant curls and superior manners now obsolete.” Ollie Bushe —“The blackest ink of fate was sure my lot. And when fate wrote my name it made a blot.” Hardy Moore— Describe him w'ho can An abridgement of all that is good in man. Jerry Fowler— If I have to be friendless, I will be frank. Ed Steger— ()ne boy who thinks original thoughts. Beulah Wilkinson—“And soft language of the soul Flows from her ever silent eye. Houston Bass— Who trod the ways of glory And sounded all the depths of fame. Nina Mays— As kind as kings upon their coronation day. Brower Davidson— Few hearts like him in knowledge so informed.” Ella Mac Brashears—“Fair as a star when only one is shining in the sky.” 65 ROLL Mattie McMath—“She is a maid of artless grace. Gentle in form and fair of face.” Hibbard Masters— I sketch the world exactly as i: goes.” Clifford Marchman—“A little upright pert tart little wight.” Elsie Doty— She looks as clear as morning roses newly wash'd in dew.” James Potts“ 0, that I had a title good enough to keep his name company. Mary Goodfellow— Thou are not beautiful, yet thy face Makes up in goodness what it lacks in grace.” William Land— Beyond all contradiction. The most sincere that ever dealt in fiction.” Olga Steinman—“Not humble but Humility.” Katie Dyer— There’s danger in this dazzling eye.” Kubie Mvers— With eyes not over bright nor down dropt. But fed upon the clear pointed flame of Chastity.” William Wilson— Serene, accomplished, but not loud. Lovick Pierce—“He is in logic a great crit«c. Profoundly skilled in analytic. Paul Young—C lass Editor—“He has a way of saying things That makes one think of courts and kings. Karl Darnell—“His very name a title page, his life a commentary on the tetfr: Dick Ashby— The full sum of me is the full sum of nothing.” I.ief Crowder— I never knew so young a body with so old a head.” Emerson Hlewett— Mislike me not for my complexion.” Dick Naylor— He scratched his head, the infallible resource 'l o which embarrassed folk have recourse.” Grey Anderson—“N’eat. trimly drest. fresh as a bridegroom.” F.thel Embree—“Manv lasons come in quest of her. Dollie Stroud—“Of many charms to her as natural As sweetness to the flower or salt to the ocean.” Willie Mae Raker— A maiden with meek brown eyes in whose orbs a shadow lies.” Ida Williams—She would weep if that she saw a mouse caught in a trap. F.thel Allen— She hath read her father’s library with profit.” Teresa Abney—“Though sprightly, gentle; though polite, sincere. Flise McCormick— She’ll ne’er step o’er the bounds of modesty.” Mary Halloway— Curly gold locks cover foolish brains. 67 Flossie 1‘arkey—“The bashful blush her snowy cheeks o'erspread.” Lucille Blewett—“The thought of her is like the sudden trill Of the first bird-note when the noon is still” Elizabeth Stiff—“All compliments to her are trite; She has adorers left and right. Bennie Ray MtCullar—“Her eyes spoke peace and voice and step The message of her eyes repeated.” Ruby Strickland—“She’s neither scholarly nor wise. But. Oh! her heart is wondrous tender; And love lies laughing in her eyes. Ethel Potter—“Her overpowering presence made you feel As though you were about to kneel ” Clvta Elms—“Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and White Nature’s own sweet and cunning hand laid on.” W arren Smith—“His manner is perhaps the more seductive. Because he ne’er seemed anxious to seduce.” Alden Miller—“Sincere he was—at least you could not doubt it listening to his voice's tone.” John Moore—“He neither brooked nor claimed superiority. Stella Black—“Dignified, stately, florid, much at ease.” Evelyn Wells— A thin slip of a girl like the new moon. Sure to be rounded into beauty soon.” Nelle Kincaid—“As still as the lone albatross.” Elmo Sleight—“Of exceeding vinegar aspect.” Archve Jasper—“Her voice is as sweet as a tune one knows. Edna Schmitz—“Grace in her step and heaven in her eye.” Carl Kirkpatrick— His face is like the beginning of night. All flooded with a dusky light.” I.ee Gillespie—“He is tall and of very slender frame. Pcrren Lyon—“A finished gentleman from top to toe.” Roland McNiel—“Brains! Don’t call me that.” East Ivy—“He wears the rose of youth upon his face.” W ill Dooley—“His sinews supple and strong as oak.” Emery Fairman—“He has small reason to be glad in ” Will Sullivan—“ Tis true I never was in love and never mean to be. Bennie Smith—“A vigorous, virtuous, versatile mind.” Garrett George—“His face is worth going far to see.” Raymond Johnson—“He can out-sponge a sponge.” 69 Lucicn Hauslcin— With flaxen hair and blue eyes. ’ Basil Mahan— Like the Chaldean he could watch the stars till he had peopled them with beings bright a their own beams. Silas Grant— He’d undertake to prove by force of argument a man’s a horse. And a buzzard is no fowl: And that a lord may be an owl. Charles Francis—“Vice-President Students' Council ;— Class Historian:— For rhetoric he couldnot ope His mouth but out there flew a trope.’ Erma Forester— An unusual character. Nellc Hester— With a head full of golden hair. Willie May— A woman of her gentle sex the seeming paragon. Marguerite Butler— Of her bright face one glance will trace a picture on the brain. Wile Wynne— A spirit pure as hers is always pure. Cary Mires— Her air and manners all who sec admire ” May Belle Hill— Her every tone is music’s own. Nellie Phelps— But Nellie's looks are blithe and sweet And what i best of all: Her reputation is complete And fair without a flaw. Margaret Minter— A lovlier nymph the pencil ne’er drew. Josie Young— Sweet thoughts are mirror’d in her face. And every motion is a grace. Rosa SchaWowsky— Of unquiet emotions her soft cheeks disclose A freshness as pure as the twilight of dawn. Leta Bayless— A foot more light, a step more true Ne’er from the heath flower dashed the dew. Jewel Williams— She hears herself so gently that the lily on the stalk bends not so easily its dewy-head. CLASS HISTORY. A Freshman Class History! Who ever heard of such a thing? Well may the wise old world laugh at the idea. lie knows our deeds are not yet a matter of history but of prophecy. Our achievements thus far have been merely the prologue to the drama that we are to play upon the stage of time. The defeat of the Athenian Society and that of the Pierian were considered great deeds to be done by a class not yet through its first year; but even these achievements are not to be regarded of great consequence when compared with the honors that are yet to be won. Hut we arc not going to enumerate our deeds, as class historians have heretofore done since time immemorial. but our character can well be judged by our motto: “Esse, non videri. But as histories of every great class have had a moral, this history of the greatest of the great is not an exception to the rule. The moral is: Xever boast of what you have done, but do what you boast of. Wt have not boasted of what we have done, but we have boasted that we would do something, and we intend to do it. —Historian. BASKET BALL LINE-UP. FIRST TEAM CENTERS: Maude Zuniwalt Nell Bayless BACKS: Katie Bass Lola Parker Lula Evers Lucille Blewett GOALS: Emma Belle Lipscomb Blanche Thomason GUARDS: Mary V illiams Susie Davidson Coach:—Miss Bruce. Areta McCormick Lcta Bayless Margarite Minter Teresa Abney Josic Young SECOND TEAM CENTERS: Maude Zumwalt BACKS: Edna Schmitz Nolle Phelps GOALS. Ethel Allen GUARDS: Susie Davidson Coach: Miss Higgins. FOOT BALL LINE-UP. Fre l Rayzor. R. G.: 1 lardy Moore, L. G.: Eugene Whitehead, R. T.; George Merrifield. L. T.: Houston liass. R. E.: Ned Rector, L. E.: Earl Darnell, R H. B. Edd Cobb, C: Fred Harris. Q. 11.; Clark Brown, F. B; Tom Rector, Capt., L. H. II. SUBSTITUTES:—Brower Davidson, Grover Campbell, John Collins and Jack McM ith. FOOT At the beginning of last f x t ball season prospects were far more favorable for ?. fas! team than at the beginning of the previous year. With six picked men fiom last year’s team in the persons of Harris. Brown, 'lorn and Ned Rector, Paschal and Whitehead, signal work was at once begun, and the new men were learning to keep time to the tune of 4-11-44. At first, Neely and Bishop were greatly missed in the line, but Merry field and Moore developed into bulwarks of strength in their respective places of lacklc and guard. IJass and Darnell had easy work in gaining coveted positions at end and half. This made the team, with the exception of centre, for which position Cobb and Campbell contested. Cobb playing a majority of the games. 'I'he first game was played with t’-e Terrill School of Dallas, which resulted in the decisive score of 30 to 0 in favor of the “Preps. In this game the High School was out-weighed fifteen pounds to the man. Their players were all experienced, while five of ours had never played in a game. )ur team was also weakened on account of the loss of Pas.Tal. our full-back, who was out on account f a fractured collar-bone. So, taking all into consideration, we lid well to hold the opponents to only thirty points. )ur second game was with Holy Trinity College, at Dallas. The teams were equally matched and at times the decision of the contest seemed doubtful. Holy Trinity lost by depending on criss-crosses, and fake plays, also by making several costly fumbles. The BALL High School won by systematic team work, ti e dextrous use of tiie forward pass and well guarded end runs, brown’s line bucks were also effective. In this -amt- T. Rector and Brown were the stars. Rector laving made two thirty-five yard runs, unprotected: and Brown making two touchdowns and kicking t-.w goals. A safety in the second half gave a victory of 14 to 0 to the High School. The next was the return game of the Holy Trinity on our grounds It was full of enthusiasm ami sensational plays. Two touchdowns were made, one by T. Rector in the first half, the other by Darnell in the second. Xo goal Holy Trinity was unable to score and at no time was our goal in eminent danger. A Thanksgiving game was arranged with the Fort Worth High School, but was called off on account of rain. However, the lovers of the gridiron sport were not to he disappointed and a game was hastily matched with the North Texas State Normal team. The Teachers weighed 165 against an average of less than 140 for the High School, hut this overweigl t w; - more than counter balanced by the speed, training and grit of the High School boys. In two short 15 minute halves, the High School closed the season by rolling up a score of 23 to 0 against the Normals. This game demonstrated the superiority of the fast open plays of the new game over the slow mass plays of the old. It was the skillful use of the forward pass and other open plays where skill and speed com . defeated the Normals with their slow mass play 79 The Waterloo. The Normal was a Texas school For teachers, and that kind ()f students, tha to college go For nothing hut to grind. They'd always played at mumhle-peg: A bit of tennis, too. They also had a club to sing The ballads of the Jew. But now there was a mighty stir Midst boys and girls and all For now they had decided that Their school must play foot-hall. They rounded out their farmer boys From fields of wheat and com. And hade them with a hearty will Some foot-hall togs adorn. And like the handy hoys they were (Tho‘ used to shearing mules) They quickly came out on the field To learn the foot-hall rules. And with them came a mighty coach On foot-hall he was wise (?) He never nlayed it for the sport Just for the exercise. He coached, he trained and practiced them And solemnly he vowed That on the field where honor reigned They never could he cowed. The next thing that thev thought of was. Whom could they get to play This heavy, speedy team of theirs On next Thanksgiving day. They sent out many challenges. And posted far and wide. To get some far-famed team to try To down their foot-hall pride. Now of the many teams that read This challenge brave and cool. The only tarn that took it up. Was Denton’s staunch High School. But. when the Normal heard of this. They laughed with unfeigned glee To think that such small boys should wish (ireat foot-ball stars to be. Against one hundred eighty- three What could the High School do. With their light team that only weighed One hundred thirty-two? At last the day appointed came. Hope filled the Normalitcs; The team went through its fast work out. Ere fighting for their rights. The High School team came on the field. Worked out a little, too. But old heads from the Normal saw That they would never do. Both teams lined up for a kick off. The ref’rce’s whistle shrieked. At once four hundred Normal fans Their necks they fairly creaked. The hall went sailing through the air. A High man stood prepared; He caught the oval in his arms. And ran while Normal stared. Right here is where the trouble starts For the Normal’s foot-ball pack: The High School backs went through short end. And hurled the farmers back. Then they lined up another time. Plunged through for ten yards more Through a hole in the Normal line. That looked just like a door. They hit ’em. ami they binged ’em On body and on head . They walked on bloody faces With feet that felt like lead. They deftly plucked out their hair. They booted ’em in the sides: They punched their fingers in their eves And split their dusky hides. Ere long they had them panting hard Beneath their own goal sticks: Then they went on across the line. Which with a goal counts six. Again they lined upon the field To see the self same stunt— They clearly saw they were out-classed On end-run. buck, or punt. Twas two more counts the High School made In this great Normal game; Oh, surely they were covering Themselves with blood ami fame. My! how the Normal in distress For mercy quickly cried. They quite forgot the name they bore Forgot their college pride. —And now— The Normal is a Texas school For teachers and that kind Of students, that to college go For nothing but to grind. Again, they play at mumble-peg, A bit of tennis, too; They’ve also got a club to sing Of things they cannot do. —Fred Harris-’09. £r.rz3 A Texas Midwinter’s dreary month has come. The bleakest of the year: But brightly shines the genial sun; The sky above is clear. I he atmosphere is tilled with warmth. And song birds flit about And sing their songs of joy and mirth. Or plaintive lays devout. 1 he softest breezes gently blow: Of spring they plainly tell. And make the buds of hasty elms W ith life begin to swell. The little children romp and play With innocent delight. They each enjoy the vernal day, W ith sunshine warm ami bright. Once everything seemed lifeless, dead: The earth was cold ami drear. But now new life pervades it all. Oh surely spring is here! 84 Norther. But leafless trees, the dry brown grass. The silence of the rill. Too plainly tell the mournful tale— 'Tis only winter still. The day wears on to afternoon; I he sun still brightly shines. 'Tis suited day for winter time In distant tropic clinics. The afternoon yet later grows; And sinking down to rest With gladsome heart and golden light The sun beHoods the west. But look! Along the northern sky A band of ominous green. Befringed with dull and murky haze Bedims the sunlit sheen: In haste arise the lurid clouds And spread o’er all the sky: Now in the west, now overhead Now in the south, they lie. The birds have sought their sheltered nooks; No more their songs we hear. Belated travelers hasten home With looks betraying fear. W ith prudent haste the chores are done; For evervone afar Too well has learned that things like these A Norther's heralds are. Then comes the wind with rush and roar Straight onward in its course: It rages with a trumphet's blast And with a demon's force. And with the wind the cold has come And with it all behold. The day has closed, the night is here. All blustery, dark and cold. —Hilda Masters. '09. Though Long Deferred. “And yet shall Love himself be heard. Though long defer red, though long deferred; O'er the modern waste a Music is Love is search The brilliantly lighted opera house was crowded to its utmost capacity: the breathless air pulsed to pas-sionatelv resonant strains of a violin. It was the hand of a master that played, one that seemed to com-pass every tone from the harshest to the mildest, from the wildest to the most subdued. Now came the throb of fiercest passion, now ringing paeans of triumph, now the wailing of despair, followed bv the ecstasy of hope, all melting at last into the whispered notes of innocence and love. Few indeed were the emotions of which the human heart is capable that did not find utterance in the varying strains. hen the music ceased, the audience wild with enthusiasm, shook the massive structure with thunders of ap- a word. plause. A moment the violinist's face was alight with triumph, then it darkened as he turned his eyes to a seat beside the marble column farthest from the stage. Here sat the one unmoved member of the vast audience who had sat under the spell of the world renowned Felice Corenzi's violin. As the violinist stepped to his carriage at the side entrance, he recognized the bent figure of an old man that leaned against the marble pillar of the colonnade. Obeying a sudden impulse, he crossed the space and accosted the stranger. Who are you? was Corenzi’s sudden demand. • ami why do you come night after night to take the triumph out of my heart? When all the rest respond 85 to the appeal of mv music, you alone remain unmoved there in your seat by the distant pillar. Why d you conic, if you do not feel my music?” Corenzi's voice had become harsh with feeling, and in the intensity of his motion he had grasped the shoulder of the stranger: but as the old man answered him. he fell back abashed. My son. the voice was soft and clear and sweet as a velvet flute note, vour music is the most wonderful I have heard drawn from an ordinary violin ‘ —-Corenzi gasped as he looked down at his beautiful I remona, but there is one note you have never touched, one rapture your heart has never felt It is this lack that has caused me to remain unmoved. I came night after night to determine if you were worthy to learn the lesson. Tonight has decided me. lake this violin, and when you play upon it. you will find no heart in reach of its tones unmoved.” As the sweet voice ceased. Corenzi found himself alone and in his hands an object encased in many wrappings. Mill under the spell of the strange sweet voice, he drove to his rooms, and. securing himself against intrusion, turned to an examination of the gif . hit (f the many folds of wrappings, he drew a beautifully turned violin, curiously carved with gracefully flowing curves that blended harmoniously and made of a wood he had never seen before. Curious to try the tone of this strange instrument, he raise ! it to his cheek and gently drew the bow across the strings out lo. the strings were mute: no harmony responded to his touch. Amazed, he looked to find what had robbed the beautiful instrument of its voice, ami saw on the breast a silver plate on which he read in quaint characters this inscription: “ )nly he may wake these strings in whose heart dwells perfect harmony.” The world was astounded at Corenzi’s sudden withdrawal from the stage. When at the height of his success, he suddenly and without any explanation cancelled all engagements and gave up his career. 1‘Tom the night he met the stranger. Corenzi bent every elTort to fulfill the condition necessary to the mastery of the harmony of the mysterious violin. Casting about in his mind for the thing, possession of which would promote perfect harmony, of all the goods in the world, he could think of none greater than the joy of love and perfect friendship. So in irlorence. his native city, he built a magnificent palace and drew a! out hint a company of choicest friends. Cay youths and beautiful maidens came to dwell with him. and to all he gave gratification of every desire, requiring only that they should be merry and let never a touch of sadness tinge the mood of the palace inmates. The sound of happy voices in springtlv conversation. gay hantcrings and merry laughter were al- 86 ways to be heard, the palace was always gleaming with lights, and soft strains of music from every instrument except the violin made unceasing harmony. C'orenzi never played the violin, nor would he allow « tilers to touch that instrument in his hearing. IK was the gayest of the throng, and when a small, slim hand had been placed in his and soft eves had given him a sweet answer, he was sure that in his heart at last he knew the perfect harmony. Joyfully he drew the dear one with him to the quiet of his study, and drawing the violin from its wrappings, held it up to her gaze, crying triumphantly. Is it not a beauty? See. I will play on it for you. Tenderly he drew the Im w across the strings with ?. touch that must have elicited a melody. The strings were mute. In his despair he uttered words that banished the loved one from his side, and from that time he mingled with the gay friends no more. The bantering of his comrades or the soft, langorous glances of bright eyes and smiles of sweet lips could not woo him from his gl«H m. Joy died in the house and soon he was left alone. Still he dreamed of the perfect harmony, and planned again to find it for his heart. From what could harmony come if not from perfect Mirround-ings? Again he built a palace far out from any human habitation. Here no joyful voice, no gleeful laugh, no sound of dancing feet floated out upon the air: all was still save for the sweet strains of music that filled the palace with wondrous melody. In front of the palace stretched a beautiful lawn, huge spreading trees invited him to rest beneath their murmuring boughs. In the niches of the porch were celebrated pieces of statuary and the galleries were filled with the works of all the masters. ( ft he wandered in the most wonderful garden planted by mortal hand: the marvelous harmony of color exceeded the wildest imaginings of man: among the myriad of blossoms not one harsh note could be detected. Here was not lacking the music of the waters, for scented fountains splashed melodiously, and silver throated birds from every clinic sang here their madrigals. Day after day. when his heart was full of the beauty of it all. Cofcnzi drew forth the violin and hopefully tried the strings, only to find them mute. During these years Corenzi's income had been nothing and his expenditures great, and at last his palace of harmonies had to be given up. All his fortune had dwindled away and nothing was left him save the mysterious violin. Taking the dumb treasure in his arms, the lonely violinist turned his back f i his paradise in the wilderness and went cut into the world on foot. His way led him into the city, and down among the hovels of the poor he found his dwelling and closed his heart to the misery around him and withdrew from the dwellers about. He feared to let his life touch theirs lest the sorrow and the wretched- 7 ness should render his heart an unfit place tor the perfect harmony he still hoped to attain. At last even so humble a dwelling was beyond his means, and he moved from place to place, keeping his soul within his body as best he might. For two days and nights now he had tasted no food, and at last, overcome by fatigue and cold he could go no farther; so hungry, shivering and worn out. he sank exhausted upon the marble steps of a massive building, the place where years before the wonderful notes of his violin had won his audience t laughter and then melted them to tears. At length he slept, and only the kindness of heaven kept the spark of life aglow through that long and weary night. When morning came, he awoke: cheerless still was the cold, gray sky. and heavier than the clouds was his lonely heart. I’.eside him sat another man: weary, sad and forsaken. he. too. had sought here protection from the wintry blast. In one benumbed hand the violinist grasped a crust of stale barley bread, and in the other he gripped a violin. He was hungry ami this one trust was all the food he had. He looked at the pit! lul fragment in his hand; time after time he measured it with his eye. and then raised it to his mouth. At this moment he seemed to notice for the first time the stranger beside him. s he beheld the sunken eyes fixed now with the eagerness of a desperate hope upon 8 the paltrv crust, ami as he looked at the withered hand even emptier than his own. tears rose in the eyes that had not wept in all these years. Something in his breast grew warm ami tender despite the cold as he broke his bit of food and shared it with his hungering neighbor. Somehow the man's face carried him back to the days of his triumph, and. forgetful f the sorrowful years, he raised his violin to his cheek and gently touched the strings. At once they responded with a melody like the chorus of rejoicing angels when they sang of the Savior's birth. Sweeter and sweeter it rang, carrying in its strains all the joy and sorrow, pity and tenderness of a loving human heart, yearning over suffering humanity and bearing hope and encouragement to the downcast poor. My son. the voice was like a silver bell note in its sweetness, the lesson has been hardly learned, but at last you have found the perfect harmony, the harmony that embodies every passion ami pain, every joy and woe. of human kind. You have learned the love of a brother. At the sound of the violin Corenzi had forgotten his physical hunger, nor longer felt the cold, for his famishing soul was tasting of the perfect harmony and his heart was warm with the glow f brotherly love and sympathy. But when he turned to the silvery voice that had spoken, he found the beggar gone. —Jean Lianill. 8 And it Car And it came to pass that a Senior lifted up his eyes ami beheld a Junior damsel and found her very fair. And from that time found he no peace, but pondered much, saying. “I o. the maid is fair, and fairer than the flowers that blow: I can find no means to win her: I can in no wise forget her.” Many days he pondered thus, and lo. each time he looked upon the maid, he found her yet more fair. So it came to pass at commencement time that he sought the maid ami opened up his Jjeart unto her. “Behold.” said he. “I have looked upofj thee and have found thee fair. yea. brighter than the moon and the stars art thou, and sweeter than the honey in the honeycomb. Mine eyes have seen thy beauty and my heart, it yearneth for thy smile. Inform me damsel. what I may do to find favor in thy sight. Then she cast her eyes upon him and found him good to look upon: yea. broader of shoulder was he and taller by the space of a hand than Charles. She appraised his goodly size, ami a vision appeared to her of victories on the diamond and palms carried from the football field. “O voutli.” she said. “I have harkened unto thy ne to Pass. words and find that my heart is not averse to thee; yea. mine ear inclincth to thy voice and findeth it pleasant. Vet know that I ani descended from Guinevere and the blood of kings is in my veins. I have read of the deeds of Arthur and his knights and their knightly courtesy have I admired. So lo. I have vowed a vow that I will show favor only to one who proves himself as noble and great as was Launcelot. the Flower of Chivalry. Go then, and when thou shall come again, bring evidence of thy claim to greatness and then shalt thou find favor in my sight. Then the Senior’s heart rose within him and he felt himself a Samson ready to battle with the Phil istines for his lady’s sake. Many days he pondered what great thing he might do to shine before the damsel’s eyes. Then thought he of the Three Wise Men of the East, and knew that Knowledge is Power. So it came to pass that he vowed a vow that he would know all the secrets hidden in the stars, the waters, the earth, and the regions down under the earth, and when he could claim all this wisdom, then would he lay it at the feet of his lady and require the promised favor. Then many years he studied the star and delved into the depths of the earth; there was no tongue that he could not speak, ami no secret that he could not solve. Then after many years he said. I.o. in wisdom ami learning do 1 excell, and fame have 1 fairly won. Behold, I will go unto the damsel and sue for the favor that is my desert. Then came he unto the damsel of his choice and found her yet more fair. yea. fairer than the lilies and more beauteous than the dawn. Then his soul it rejoiced greatly and his heart leaped in his breast, but lo. the maid looked upon him coldly and turned away to the youth at her side. “Behold, () fairest of maids, thy behest have ! obeyed and after these years have I returned for the favor thou hast promised. And pray what claim hast thou to my favor? inquired the damsel with coldness. Behold. I have studied the stars and am learned in the mysteries of the heavens.” “But lo, when 1 dropped my kerchief or fan. it is always Charles who picketh them up.” “My name it appeareth in the journals of every clime, and loud are its praises sung.” “Vet not once has it been inscribed on my dance programmes through lo. these many seasons past. “Lo, many books have I written, and my works are studied by the sages of every land.” “Yet. lo. not one token of thy affection hast thou sent me. nor one billet doux hast thy hand indited unto me. Behold, () stars of my heart, all things are known t« me. all the secrets of the heavens, the earth, and the regions down under the earth have I learned and than me there is no man wiser. Alas youth, in all thy research thou hast learned nought of the ways of a woman.” And it came to pass that the damsel placed her hand on the arms of Charles and together they passed down the street. The Senior looked after them and 1'is heart it grew wroth and the air of that place was blue. — Blanche Thomason. 09. Bess of the “A buggy old Prof, called Fcrrar ()f Rockford girls was the terror. He squinted all day At his bugs, so they say, Till the squint, it got stuck on Prof. Fcrrar. It was a clear, sweet voice that trailed down the corridor of Rockford dormitory, and certainly worthy to express in harmony, a nobler sentiment than the above. He preferred bugs to girls. Antennae to soft curls. He’d no eyes for beauty or grace--- The guitar stopped with a hang, and a chorus of voices cried. Go on. P.ess, go on, do! Bess, you should be ashamed. Where is your respect for your right reverend instructors'' said Priscilla Porter with mock severity. A pretty flushed face turned towards the speaker, seemed for a moment to relent, and then the dainty head tossed back the bunch of curls defiantly, ami the lithe little figure vaulted lightly into a chair. All the girls paused in their feast, for when Queen Mess got on a high horse. something interesting was sure to come. Friends. Rockfords, Senior mates, lend me your ears”---- Hear! Hear! I come to down old Fcrrar. not to praise him. Friends, behold in me a second Peter the Hermit, my mission to preach a crusade against all musty-fusty, bug loving Profs, who seek to put down our love oi the beautiful and make us get squints by peering into microscopes at Foraminifera, Vorticellae. Rhizapoda i One Dimple. anti such squirming, unlovely tilings. What ethical or aesthetic value”—(Hear! Hear!) 1 would like t« ask. has this study of bugologv, which is forced upon us. .shall we devote our time to the study of the things which acknowledge our superiority l y groveling at our feet? I have a plan to submit. If you are interested, please meet me in my room at two sharp, my children, anti there hear what you shall hear. The little figure descended amid applause, and found itself facing grave Leonora Mackenzie, the only one whose voice had any weight with the little school tyrant. Hess, what mischief are you planning? You arc not like yourself. I usually find you championing the cause of some p«H r culprit. I can't understand your dislike of I'rof. Kcrrar. hat are you up to?” I know what I know. snapped the irate little beauty. hat has I'rof. Kcrrar done to bring down vour majesty’s wrath upon his head?” persisted her friend. Oh. nothing particularly. said Bess, tilting her saucy face and shaking her curls, as she pirouetted down the hall, a veritable sprite of mischief. • Nothing particularly. echoed Priscilla, , that it exactly. Bess has observed that he has taken no particular pains to show deference to her greatness. If there is a clash. I bet on Bess every time. Leonora was not admitted to the caucus though she knocked at the door and even called to Bess for entrance. Nor could she learn from any of the girls what was afoot. She was really disturbed, for she realized the position of the new professor as none oi the less thoughtful girls were able to realize it. Al- though a Vale graduate, he was very young, and this realization of his youth, together with his embarassed consciousness among so many girls, made him try to | ut on age by assuming a sarcastic manner and a stiff dignity. She knew what mischief Hess could work, and realized how much it meant to the young zoologist to keep his work running smoothly. His brown eyes had already won her sympathy when they had turned to her at a perplexing moment, and she felt that she must aid him even against Hess. Yes. even against Hess! Then a vision of that svlph-like little body arose before her. and she smiled tenderly as she thought of that last indignant speech. She could not help wondering at the new teacher's treatment of Hess, who was the pet ami darling of the whole school. Since her entrance three years before. Hes . by her brilliance ami beauty, had won every student and teacher, until she was the acknowledged queen of them all. A sweet tyrant she had proved: Leonora had seen her many times weep in sympathy with an unfortunate one: as many times had her words cheered a disheartened one. and the teachers relied a great deal on her influence over the girls she led. Hut from the first the new teacher had ignored Hess, or when he noticed her at all. had treated her like a spoilt child. At first Hess had tried to win his approval, had been puzzled, then hurt, then indignant. This indignation had spread among her friends and they were ready to take up arms. Leonora feared that for the first time, Hess was going to use her influence for other than good. “Well. Good Angel, what wickedness in the world has grieved you. now. said a bird-like voice, and Hess spun Leonora around like a top. ’T believe you are half in love with that monument of solmenity called (ice Whiz Ferrar for short. Don’t be seared: I’m not going: to hurt him. 1 can't dirt with him. for he won’t even look at me long enough for me to bring out my fetching dimple.” Here Hess brought into play her most striking feature, a dimple, right beneath the corner of her left eye. and the only dimple she boasted. A roguish dimple it was. and as capricious as its owner, darting out at the most unexpected moments, then hiding with such rapidity that one felt that the dimple had winked at him. For the first time in her life Leonora, unmoved hv the coquetry, felt cross with Hess. You are too vain for anything. Hess Manning! You don’t care for anything but homage, and when anyone fails to bow down in worship before you. you immediately dislike him and try to make life as unbearable as possible. I never would have thought you could act this way.” Hess stopped this tirade by placing one small ban 1 . er Leonora’s mouth Then suddenly site lied laughinglv down the corridor. For many days thereafter everything went wrong for the young professor. The zo-ologv lessons were quite difficult and he tried one girl after another for a recitation. nce in looking at Hess to call on her. he was just in time to see an amused, triumphant glance exchanged with Priscilla Porter. Hess failed utterly in her recitation, and the angry but enlightened teach er sternly said: YouWill stay this afternoon and prepare this lesson. Miss Manning.” Very well. replied Hess meekly, but to herself she added gleefully. Ah! I’ve made you notice me at last, you musty-fusty old bug loving Lee Whiz Ferrar. Just wait until’ I get my dimple focused this afternoon and then-----” 92 Hess met the professor with the injured air of a person always misunderstood. She seated herself not far from him and began to study most diligently, to all appearances. Her instructor sat staring out of the window for a long time, then began to speak softly to himself. It is the most distracting thing that I ever saw. and in such a disturbing place, too. and appears at the most unexpected moments. In watching the comings ami goings of that dimple I often almost lose the connection of the lesson. Hut it is worth it. and I ----- A slight noise caused Prof. l errar to come down to earth with a jar. ... Mv dear Miss Manning. he stammered. “I have a very awkward habit of speaking my thoughts aloud. I hope I have not said anything to cause you embar- assment?” “Oh no! And Hess brought her dimple into lull play. Do von know, I think I shall really like zo-ol-ogv after this. Hcfore this. I couldn't seem to understand—to understand it. she ended lamely. Her task accomplished, she left the room in joyous mood, while Professor Ferrar U ked after the retreating figure with a knowing smile in his brown eyes, thankful that he was still young enough to understand youth. —Willie O. Wroten. ’08. Old Stony Phiz. Twas in my sophomore year in the fall of 'W. that we decided to rid ourselves of Prof. Stone (Stony Phiz, as he was called by the fellows). About ninety of us lx ys were staying in the dormitory which was presided over by Old Stony Phiz. Now. I don't wan to give you the wrong impression of the old man. for he was a pretty good old fellow at heart, especially when he wanted to be. Tall, slender, with slightly drooping shoulders, on which sat his long, shiny head, he could not be mistaken for anything but a school teacher. He had steel grey eyes, set rather far back behind his iron-rimmed spectacles, perched upon his long sharp nose, so that his whole face had the appearance of having his skin tightly stretched over his skull. As I have said, the obi fellow could be all right when lie wanted to be. but he could make it deucedly unpleasant for us fellows sometimes, when he caught us enticing some shy little freshie out for a blanket ij.ie. During this fall, he had been unusually strict on us. as he was trying to abolish hazing, so we decided to run him out of the dormitory. Now. while the Prof, was an old bachelor, and professed to be a woman hater, yet we all knew that he would marry in a minute if he had the right kind of a chance. Knowing this weakness, we decided this would be the best point in the line to buck. Now. the co-eds were up against about the some proposition in their dormitory. The troublesome one was Miss Higgins, the English teacher, a charming young lady somewhere between the age of 18 and 50 (with odds in favor of 50). She was tall, straight and perfectly erect. She had a sharp nose and chin, shallow cheeks, a few well hid wrinkles, and blue eyes, overshadowed by a luxurious growth (from someone vise's head) of auburn hair. The difference in her and D1 1 Stony Phiz was that she adored the opposite sex, and would marry anything that wore trousers. She had been engaged seven times, hut always something had happened that called it off. Despite all her gifts as a charmer, she hail so far been unable to entrap old Stone. The man’s reason was on account of the color of her hair, as the Prof, always steered clear of any one with red hair. Well, we decided to mate this old couple up (that is. a bunch of us l oys and co-eds); for we knew that Miss Higgin would not consent to live at the boys dormitory and ( ld Stone would not stay around :• bunch of prattling girls, as he called them. Another thing in our favor was that he hated above everything to create a scene. ()ur first move was to insert an ad in a local paper reading as follows: ‘Wanted—lly a middle-aged gentleman of good familv to correspond with some talented young lady with view to matrimony. Send picture in first letter. Address P. ( . Box 123. city.” We sent a marked copy of this to Miss Higgins, and awaited developments. Vell. they came all right, as we had expected. The second day after sending the paper, we found the following letter in box 123: “Dear Sir:—I saw your notice in yestenlay's paper wishing to correspond with some lady in the city. I am a young lady of g N d family and education. W hile I am not anxious to wed. still I would marry the right man. 1 am at present earning a good salary, and have several hundred dollars saved. I enclose mv latest photograph. For private reasons. I with hold my name till further time. If you desire, address Box 97. city.” This was just what we most desired, and as the dear old matron had enclosed one of her pictures taken many years before, we were prepared with the best implements with which to lay siege to the old man's heart. After rewriting the letter, and making several slight changes in it. we mailed the following note to his address: Dear Sir:—I hope you will pardon me for writing first, but it is in the last hope of gaining vour affections that I depart from this strict rule of etiquette. Although I have admired you from a distance for many months. I have never had the pleasure of your intimate society. 1 am a young lady of good family and education. I am at present earning a good salary in the same most noble accupation as yourself. Although 1 am surrounded by a beautiful home and many kind friends. I yearn for some one to be more 4 to nic than a friend: some one to share my pleasures and petty troubles; some one in whom 1 have more than a friendly interest. I yearn for a gentleman, such as I know you to be. to share my life with me. I enclose my latest photo for. what I hope to be. your favorable inspection. Hoping you will not think me forward or silly. 1 am. Your most loving admirer. Box 723. T. S. I withhold my name for private reasons. You can imagine with what anxiety we awaited : reply, for the success or failure of the plot depended upon the kind of answer we received. We did not immediately receive a reply, but we noticed that the next morning ()ld Stony had taken unusual pains with his usually careless toilet. His hair had been nicely trimmed; his moustache was neatly curled, and he wore the black suit which he was accustomed to wear only at the close of school or other important occasions. When w.e saw this, we were certain of our game. He waited several days, as it was his custom t • deliberate upon all ini| ortant matters, but at Iasi we received the following reply: Dear Madam:—Your most welcome letter received and contents noted. Although 1 am not in the matrimonial market, yet I often have the same sensa- tions which you most fluently describe. I. also, yearn for a companion who would care for me, and love me in my old age. After careful study of your picture, I lug to pay you the compliment that you have one of the most intelligent looking faces I ever beheld. The greatest surprise to me concerning your letter was one of your apparent beauty and intellect should care for a confirmed old book worm like me. Hoping to hear more from you. and to have the pleasure of some day meeting you. 1 am. Very truly yours. Ephriam P. Stone. After making the necessary changes, we sent the reply to Miss Higgins, still withholding the name. Well, we kept this up for about a month, when we decided to bring the matter to a close. It was only a eek till the annual Xmas Hop. This was iust what we were waiting for. We managed to arrange for a meeting for the loving pair. They were lo meet at 7 o’clock in a certain little secluded nook of the larg dancing hall. Each was to have a bouquet of red roses as a sign for recognition. All of the conspirators were assigned their part, and we had everything arranged when the night finally arrived. We thought perhaps the happy couple might want to -ush affair -, so we had the license and a minister waiting in a near by church. At last the night arrived, ami if any one had taken the pains they might have noticed an unusual num her of the students slyly drifting off towards the Professors rendezvous about seven Neither of the parties had. as vet. arrived, but we had played the game carefully, and felt sure of victory. About two minutes of seven Miss Higgins was seen quietly slipping in a side door and to enter the designated nook. A close observer would have also noticed a bouquet of red roses held half hidden in her cloak. At the stroke of seven old Stone himself entered by another door and cautiously made his way to the place. He. also, had a small bunch of roses pinned on his black coat which had been brushed, and even pressed for the occasion. By this time all the members of the plot were around close to the small fernery which had been selected and. as the professor entered, they all crowded up close behind a large plant where they could see and hear everything that took place, and you may be sure they were amply rewarded for their trouble. When Old Stone entered. Miss Higgins was sitting on a settee a little behind a large plant, so that a person entering would not at first see her. When he had advanced a few steps beyond one entrance, she tceognized him and immediately ran forward, exclaim- mg. “Oh! Mr. Stone, I never dreamed ’twa you.’’ When Old Stone recognized her flaming red hair and screechy voice, he stood a few second absolutely dum-founded. Miss Higgins threw her arms around his neck and would have caressed him. but his knees failed him. and he sank on a divan just behind him. In his effort to support himself, he threw his arms around her. and pulled her down with him. Miss Higgins misconstrued the meaning of his action and nestled up close, saying: “Oh! Ephriara, I am so happy!” We thought it was about time for our assistance. so we all rushed in. Jack Webb saying. “Ah, ha! you old pair of turtle doves, we’ve caught you red-handed. Nice pair you are to be laying down rules for us.” When )ld Stone saw us. 1 never saw such an expression of abject terror as came on his face. He at last found his voice and started, saying. Ah-hem-ah-Miss-ah-Higgins. I fear—' intending to say that there was some mistake, but he was cut short by Miss Higgins saying. “There now. Ephriam. don't let the children spoil our evening, for they mean no harm, and. dear, don't say ‘Miss Higgins.’ but call me just plain Sally.’’ With this she gave him a smack that took away his breath for any further words and nestled again on his breast. At this Jack said. “There now, don't play innocent. Professor, we heard all about it. Come now. and don’t let us interrupt the ceremony.” Then the girls began congratulating Miss Higgins, and we got ()ld Stony up and escorted him out. closely followed by the girls with the happy bride-to-be. The old man offered a little resistance at first, but he was too much overcome to do much, and the procession left the hall and started for the little church across the street. We entered the door and started down the aisle to the altar, where the minister was waiting to perform the ceremony. I'p until this time the Prof, had not said a word, and had acted like he was in a trance. But when we got within a few steps of the altar he seemed to wake up and stopped. He gave a wild-eved glance around him, first at the minister, then at Miss Higgins' red hair. It was then it soaked into his head what was about to happen. With a whoop he gave a leap towards the door and. although several of us grabbed him. we were unable to even slow him up. Straight for the door he made, knocking brawny football players and athletes, who tried to stop hint, aside like the chaff before the wind. We were so surprised at first that we didn't know what was happening, but when we realized that our prey was about to get away, we all gave chase. We reached the door just in time to see him leap the fence, and go tearing off down the fi road. We all quickly followed and strung out down the street after him. thinking we could easily overtake him. But there was another surprise in store for us, for. although there were several in the crowd who could crowd 10 flat. Old Stone left us all like we were standing still. We only kept in sight about three minutes until he out-distanced us and got too far away to be followed. Although we hunted high and low for him. and afterwards scoured the country for miles around on horseback, none of us ever saw him again. About six months after, we learned from a traveler that a man of his description had taken up his residence in a little town in the west, about fifty miles from a railroad, and had organized a little school there. The stranger also said the peculiar thing about him was that he barred all red-headed people from his school, and that he would run in the opposite direction every time he saw a red-headed woman on the street. As to the truth of this. I have only the stranger's word for it, but it is certain he was never seen about our part of the country again. As to Miss Higgins, she fainted when her knight ran off. but afterwards got all right and resumed her position in the school. She is still in the matrimonial market, but if you would wish success in winning her hand. I would advise you to court in person rather than by anonymous letters. —Eugene Whitehead. 7 Not to the Strong. So it came about that Philip Noel and the charm-i,!K Miss Durand were married on a Wednesday afternoon. The male attendants gritted their teeth in rage and swore stoutly at the good luck of Noel and. though they wore smiles on their faces, their hearts were filled with jealousy. It is not. however, with these that we wish to deal. Noel is the character of primary importance, the word hero being inapplicable in this instance, as he was a young man of unusual timidity. Miss Durand was a young woman of great beauty and rare charm, which attracted to her a large circle of admirers, who vied with each other in their attempts to win her favor. Apart from this coterie stood young Noel. who. though |H ssessing a deeper lover for her than that felt by any other, lacked the courage to approach her. Now Noel was a young man of a sensitive and retiring nature. To him the companionship of good books had always meant much more than his association with his fellownien. Because of these peculiar characteristics, he had been httle in the society of women and when in their pres-ence always appeared awkward ami embarassed. To Miss Durand, who admired a vigorous and masterful man. these traits were particularly unattractive. Now it came to pass that Miss Durand gave a house party at her father's summer home, and Noel was a delighted, though nervous, guest. Fishing, hunting and golfing were the chief amusements of the party ami were greatly enjoyed by all except poor Noel, who was unable to compete with his rivals in these sports. It was evident to Noel that strength ami skill in men won Miss Durand's regard, and the lack of them aroused her contempt. And as the davs passed he imagined she grew more and more disdainful. This attitude worried him considerably, and he began to think of escaping from the party and return-mg to town, but he knew that such an act would demand an explanation and this he could not give. 1 herefore, he decided to remain, hoping that time would give him an oppnrtunity to prove himself worthy of his hostess love. He had gone to sleep in his chair one night after the others had retired, but was awakened suddenly by the clock’s striking one. Mis cigar had gone out and he began to search for a match with which to relight it. Not being able to find one. and determined to have a smoke before retiring, he took off his shoes and slipped quietly down stairs to the smoking room. Just as he was on the point of turning on the light, he noticed a dim streak coming from the adjpioMg room. He thought some .member of the household was taking a late lunch.'and feeling hungry himself, decided to join his friend in his midnight spread. Having procured a match, he walked quietly to the dining room door and opened it without a knock. Imagine his surprise at being brought face to face with an absolute stranger. The latter was plainly agitated at the entrance of one whose presence lie had not expected. The man was in the act of turning ofi the light, but was arrested by the opening the door. Noel was startled by the appearance of the stranger whose face was covered by a heavy black mask. In his hand he held a small hull dog revolver, down whose barrels the young man found himself looking before he knew what was happening. Seeing the agitation of Noel the stranger regained his composure. Well. lie said, what's you goin' to do 'bout it?” This was a terrible situation for a timid man. Who are you?” asked Noel. The burglar, noticing the young man's apparent terror, gave a chuckle of relief. Me? li! I'm the Juke of York. Wasn't von expectin' me? Noel, not yet recovered from his surprise, made no answer, so the burglar continued: Didn’t you get my message? Don t ajiologiic. nobody’s fault hut the cable company’s. Under the cirtrurttetances. 1 hope you’ll pardon me for helpin’ myself to a bite, the train bein' late, nobody was here to receive me ami so 1 decided to come in without disturbin’ the household.” By this time Noel had almost ceased to think, nor was the burglar ignorant of the fact. His manner suddenly changed. Do you know where the silver’s kcp‘? Noel did not answer and the burglar, shaking the l oor fellow by the shoulders, said. Where's it kep . I say. Up stairs.” answered Noel feebly. What room? 1 don’t know. Youre Ivin.” he said, though he really was convinced of the truth of Noel’s statement. Well, young man. the silver’s goin’ to be found, and you’re goin’ with me to hunt it. Hear, no tricks now. It was a miserable young man that marched up tairs at the point of a bull dog revolver. Upon reaching the top step, the man noticed an open door and. pulling Noel by the coat, tried to force him in. Noel knew this to be Miss Durand’s room and rather than have the burglar enter there, he would sacrifice his life. Fear left him: strength came to him. and like any brave man forced into a conflict, he fought like a fiend. The two grappled, swayed at the head of the 9 si airs for a moment, then fell headlong down the steps, rolling over each other. When they reached the lower floor. Xoel found himself on top and successfully resisting the struggles of his muscular antagonist. The household had been aroused by the commotion. Men were running toward him shouting words of encouragement, and pale-faced women gazed down upon him from above. Among the latter was Miss Durand, who at a glance grasped the situation and realized that the lives of all had been endangered, and that it was Xoel who had protected them—Xoel. the timid man. Looking down, her eyes met those of the hero, and a wave of color swept over her face. Twas a flush of shame. A new sentiment rose in her heart, .Mid a message was signaled from her eyes to his. Though one of his was closed and black, the other caught the message, and he was content, for he knew that she understood. —Gertrude McReynolds. That High School Bell. (Apologies to Thomas Moore.) That High School bell, that High School bell. How many souls with rapture swell! The boys and girls and teachers too Obey its call without ado. These joyous days will pass awav, And many a heart that now is gay In distant lands will sadly dwell. And hear no more that High School bell. And so ’twill be when we are gone. Those gladsome peals will still ring on. While others drink at learning’s well And heed your call, dear High .School bell. — Fffie Masters, ‘08. Miss Bruce (in history class): Eugene, you may discuss the reign of Elizabeth. Eugene Ballard (cautiously and in a tone of uncertainty): Well, Elizabeth was different from most women. Miss Bruce (encouragingly): Yes? In what respect. Eugene? Eugene: W hv-cr-well. she didn’t want to marry. One morning Stella Owsley came to school looking very pale and wan. As she joined a group of her girl friends, some one asked. “ V hy. what s the matter. Stella? Are you ill? Stella, trying to force a smile, replied. See here, girls, every time Mr. Johnston calls on me in geom- dry. I make a C and now I have made so many I am positively sea-sick.” Emma Schmitz (on examination): Ostracism was a law by which a person who had committed a crime could be banished from the earth for ten ears. (Jucry: Where did he stay in the meantime? Junior Student (reading): Hostcs eruptionem ex urbe fecerunt. (Translating: The enetnv made an eruption from the city. Lorena Bates (in a senior theme): Rebecca’s bravery. her nobleness commanded first dr Bois Guilbert's respect, next his admiration, then his ravenous love. SENIOR NATIONAL BANK. Capital. Dignity atul Prestige. A l.arge Surplus to I.end to JUNIORS. Officers: Stella Freeman ............President M. Lorena Hates........Vice President P. G. Carlisle .............Cashier K. R. Berry ..............Embezzler Groceries. Tin and Queensware. Hardware. Farm Implements and General Merchandise. POWELL AND UNDERWOOD If you cannot find what you want at Powell and Underwood's, SEE US. WE HAVE IT. 80 per cent Discount for Cash. LEE AND THOMASON. UBl FE LIS ABEST. Act I. Seen 1. Southeast room In Central Building, known to all because situated Just above Purgatory—otherwise laboratory. Students discovered at their desks In |K sitions suggestive of laslneas. ennui, meditated mischief, everything save studious inclination. At sound of familiar authoritative step, all ft lighten up and busily search the page of their books. Enter a tall, black moustached individual, who hangs his hat on the organ. Whispers of Whew! somethings up! ixx k at that frown!” Double double, toll and trouble! Mr. Masters: H m! You’ll omit the opening exorcises this morning, and begin your work at once. 1 11 be ale sent from the room this period— Miss Owsley (half audibly): O most noble teacher, we do thank thee! Mr. Masiers:—and I expect your deportment to be as if I were here. Grace, you may take the chair and report any disorder. Miss Owsley: o bosh! what’s the use! (Exit Mr. Masters with quick, uneasy steps Miss Carlisle, eating candy the while, ascends the platform and Is swallowed up b.v the big oflke chair. Miss Carlisle (Sees a student's l.and waving frantically; Well. Willie? Miss Wroten (In an agonize voice) Please. Miss Carlisle, nunlsh Stella for stepping on my toe at recess. It hurt so b-b-bad. (Sobs.) Miss Carlisle (In a tone a la Masters): Stella Freeman, stand forth! Te-hee-hee! (Miss Freeman rises.) What means this unseemly rudeness? ENGLISH BUTCHER SHOP. E. Riley Berry. Proprietor. Special attention given to PERSONAL PRONOUNS Phone your order and the Proprietor he will attend to it hisself. Don’t Forget to Have Yourself VACCINATED! The Board of Trustees has ordered it. Prof. Masters will do it free! Office: Table One. Laboratory. ATTENTION! Ye Poor. Overworked Students. That weary mind of yours must have rest, and your thoughts should be insured against the ravages of a plundering Faculty. Consult Our Agent -F. R. HARRIS. He Has Learned the Secret of Saving His Mental Powers. Our Methods Are Cp-to-Date. Premiums Low, Let Us Insure You Today. Collegiate Mind Insurance Co. FRESHMAN HOTEL. Grassville. Texas. Meals ami Lodging........23c per day BILL OF FARE: Breakfast - - Turnip Greens Dinner - - Mustard Greens Supper - Spinach Motto: I’niformitv. COMING SOON! PROF. CHAS. E. WHITEHEAD. Lecturer on “Hypnotism and Self Delusion.” MAN WANTED: Apply to the Senior Class. Must he tall and handsome an NOT named Eugene. Gene, Eugenious, or any like-sounding name. Let Me Be Your VALENTINE LEACH! —BOARDING HOUSE— AJ1 Kinds of Hash—French. German. Every Style—Even African. Be Sure to Taste My Delicious, Ever Refreshing HASH! RUSTY BASS. Prop. W hy tread on Willie's feet . Have you not learned by this time that-they an sufficiently'large? No. not : word from you now: be seated, and the next time take care to go around them, else | will see you In Purgatory. Miss Freeman resumes her seat with a petulant flounce and a deflan: toss of the head. Clark Brown (Whispers across aisle): .Say. if you need any help. Just cali on me. Miss Carlisle (Discovers Miss Parker chewing vigorously): l la. pray what are you chewing? Is this the lunch hour? Miss Parker: Miss Carlisle, why don't you pass the candy? Miss Carlisle is confused. Miss Parker wears a smile of triumph Chorus of “Ha! Ha! from the room. Miss Carlisle (Recovers herself and :aps for order): Verily, verily. I say unto you. Seniors and Juniors, the vials of Mr. Masters' wrath will d eeend upon your empty heads, unless ycu straightway turn to your books. After a moment of quiet., sound of giggling spreads over room, and all c yes are turned to board at C. R. which George Goode has filled with cartoons of various students. (Whispers from left): That's Senator! Just like him for the world Get on to that nose! Miss Carlisle (In an acidulated voice): George, will you please erase that libel? Is it your Intent to openly humiliate our Senator by calling attention to hi« most prominent feature? As Miss Carlisle dodges a paper v ad. George slyly writes under car- FRANCIS SLEIGHT. Attorney s-at-I iw. Office - Beauty Bldg. Upon one has fallen the mantle of Demosthenes: upon the other, that of Cicero. Plumbing and Steam Heating. EUGENE E. BALLARD. He Has a Corner On HOT AIR. POSTALS and VALENTINES Special Sale on Comics. All the Ladies saw my famous “Comic on St. Valentine's day. Orders delivered to any part of the city. Special Attention to Lady Customers. GOODE, the Artist. A Few Slightly Used Palms and Laurel W reaths For Sale—CHEAP! BRUCE AND TANNER. Pierian hire Eaters. For Sale or Trade: TWO H ATS. Good as New. Would trade for stilts. Apply to FRANCIS SLEIGHT. toon: Respectfully dedicated to Miss Carlisle. Lively commotion at R. F. Miss Owsley engages Miss Bass In a lively tussle. Miss Bass: Get out o' there! (Dives under desk to avoid Miss Owsley's ruthless hands.) Miss Carlisle: Stella, what are you up to now? Miss Owsley (Going for Miss Bass' hair): I'm going to see what Katie has in her hair. She said she had a rat all around her head today, and I d like to see the rat that is long enough to go around her cranium. (Srill clawing savagely at Miss Bass' hair. Miss Bass howls for mercy. Room roars.) Mr. Masters' well known step heard in hall. Frantic effort made by all to compose features. Enter Mr. Masters. (Tableau.) Act II. Scene 1. Same room. Tuesday afternoon of following week. Bell sounds without. Clatter of hooks, pencils, and buckling Of straps an Mr. Masters enters and takes package of reports from desk drawer. Mr. Masters: Emm Arendall. Miss Arendall (Rises and receives report; smiles, then face expressive of blank astonishment, dismay, falls into seat and gives way to tears.): Boo-hoo! I'll fix that litlo tattletale! (Shakes fist vengefully toward Mias Carlisle at R. B. I Mr. Masters: Mary Barb. Miss Barb receives report and quickly slaps it face downward on desk. Cautiously peeps at grades and then wildly waves her hand. Mr. WANTED— A position with some company as a mechanic. Would also accept a job on the farm or in a tailor shop. GROVER CAMPBELL. Learn to Dress Your Hair Artistically! Lessons at Reasonable Rates. MARY BARB—C oiffeuse Artist. Cl I-TI VAT E CUTF.N ESS See Phoebe Grace Carlisle. Specialist in grimaces, archness in facial expression, and generally fetching airs. W A X T K I):—A position with some summer vaudeville troop. Have just completed a successful season in the title role in the famous farce comedy: Zekc. the Boy Detective.” See in person or write HOUSTON BASS. WANTED—A machine which will record those dreams that haunt me in the slumbrous moments of the Junior It. Geometry period. F. Raymond Harris. Reformatory for GOSSIPS and TATTLERS. Money Refunded on Failure to Cure BROWN. Supervisor. Learn Correct Pronunciation. When in doubt, try Mile. Sybil Aldredge. Recognized International Vuthority on Unique Pronunciation. SENSATIONAL SCIENTIFIC INNOVATION Automatic Paddling Machine. Daily Experiments at Factory. Patent Applied for. Agents Wanted. MASTERS JOHNSON. Master falls to accord recognition. Mias Barb: Mr. Masters! Mr. Masters (Ignores call.) Grac Carlisle. MIhn Barb subsides, weeping. Mias Carlisle receives report, glances at It. exclaims Oh. Goodov! waves It In triumph and returns to desk, with head held high. Mr. Masters continues until all reports are distributed. Each student on receiving report, filled with dismay. casts wrathful glances at Miss Carlisle at R. B.. and betakes himself to gloom and tears. (Bell outside.) Chorus: Mr. Masters! Mr. Masters: The room, excepting Grace, will remain In every afternoon after today until further instructions Chorus: Mr. Masters. Mr Masters: Rise Chorus (Distressfully): But. Mr. Ma-a-asters! Mr. Masters: Pass. (Exeunt students, marching.) | Scene II. Just outside southeast en-tience to Central building. Ixuid muttering as of a mob on the verge of violence. Students surging in compact crowd. Ix ud cries of Down with her! Put her out!” Miss Carlisle detaches herself from edge of group and starts at a run toward exit at I,. F. Discovered by mob. who pursue and surround her. Miss Carlisle (Excitedly); Let me go! I couldn't help it! He made me tell! Roar—Brrrrrrr! Miss Freeman: I call it a measly shame. Joint Inventors. A Volume of Complete instructions for artistic composition of BILLETS-DOUX Now in preparation. Subscriptions Solicited. Merinda Katherine Bass. —Will Exchange— Two well developed laughing wrinkles for a pair of fetching dimples. Will give boot, if necessary. LILLITH M. BRUCE. ARE YOU IN LOVE? This will interest you Have you despaired of winning out? Try a sonnet to your lady’s eyebrow. Odes. Lyrics, or Sentimental Ballads Dashed Off While You Wait. E. OSBORNE TANNER. Hash Poetry and Miscellanies. AOI156J8I A TRAGEDY. (Original to Longfellow s The Building of the Ship. ') Thou. too. skidoo, O boys too late! Skidoo. O laddies at the gate! Mv father here with greatest ire Is waiting up before the fire To show to you his mode of hate. I know what brought you here t -night. What makes you sing with all your might. Who plays each horn and harp and flute: W hat each lad wants is but a treat For making music soft and sweet ( .'i With all his powers to sing and too. But O. my lads, if you could see How mad my papa dear will be. You'd quickly skip off down the street , s fast as man can go on feet. And think not of this girlish voice. But Oh. 'tis time to make vour choice! For here my father is at last To take his vengeance hard and fast: For sure enough here he comes out. Despite the cold, despite his gout. And now he's caught you with hi cane. And many a blow on you does rain- Clark Brown: Well, one thing sure, nobody can call me a tattle-tale. MIsk Parker: Well, I'd Just like to know If she told about that candy! Chorus: Give us the report! l.et us see the report! We will see tin-re port! Report tossed up at centre, each makes grab and passes It on. Howl: A-A-A! New fury slezes mob. Report torn ' iii pieces. Miss Carlisle pushed to C P. as others draw away from her as if fearing pollution. Weeps plte- uslv. Speaks: H d-didn't w-want to i-tell. b-but he g-got me in such a Might p-place. I-I had to own u-up. Roar: Own up! Did you tell alnnit the candy? Miss Carlisle weeps more bitterly. Mr. Masters seen in distance. Students move toward I,. P. Miss Carlisle: W-weli what are you all g-going to do about It? Miss Wroten: Boycott you. and that's too good for you. you little cat. Miss Carlisle: Why. W-Willie! Miss Wroten: Don't speak to me! (Passes out at L. F.) Students tile out: Miss Carlisle turns and calls to last: Kflie. Miss Masters passes on without heeding the call. Miss Carlisle gathers up torn fragments of report, and sits down on stile to weep. Subdued lights—low music. (Curtain.) I would you were not here about! 1 can do naught but mourn thy pain. But h. | o r lads, my sympathy Is all with thee, is all with thee. —Harriss 09. ANNOUNCEMENTS. The following members of the class of '09 take this opportunity of making public their candidacy for the various offices named below, their election being subject to the Senior Primaries. Sept. X. PHJK: For Lord Protector of Class Reputation : I '. Raymond Harriss. Valentine (Moses) Leach. For Upholder of Senior Dignity: Miss Lola Parker. H. C. I . H. L. le Bruce. Miss Lula Evers. For Censor of Junior Conduct: Clarke Brown. Miss Stella Owsley. Russell Bass. For Collector of Homage From Under-classmen : Miss Katherine M. Bass. T. Rector. Miss Linda May. ALUMNI. An Alumni Association, with a membership of all who have graduated from the High School since its foundation, was organized May 3. 1907. The officers of the association are as follows: C. L. M. Crowder, president; J. N . Kayzor. vice president: Miss Blanche Blew.ctt. secretary; C. J. Duggan, treasurer. Following is the list of graduates from the High School, bv vears. from 188b to 1907: 1886. Walter Abney ........... Asbury A. Abney ........ Jessie Brown .......... C. M. Burton .......... C. L. M. Crowder....... Azro Coleman ........... Denia Cobb ............ James Evans ............ Texie Egan ............ I. ula Frame ........... Norman Frame ........... Lee Jackson ........... Etta Jones ............ Mattie Nichols ........ Frank Finer ............ Julia Piner ............ J. N. Rayzor .......... Ida Shrcevcs .......... Ada T Trill (Mrs. Wray) George Tavlor .......... k. L. Tyson .......... Yirgie Williams ....... Emma Wheeler .......... Ranchman. Abilene ...........Denton County Tax Collector Mrs. J. H. Stribling Clerk Teacher ............Physician .....Mrs. John Bain Real Estate Business ... .........Teacher .............Teacher ...Mrs. Tabor Mrs. Hawkins Sterling P. Jackson Jennie Benson ....... Susie Cotnegys ..... Will Collins ........ Anna Fitzgerald ----- Adnie Faught ........ Jessie Gorrcll ...... Ed Hutchinson ....... Hermilla Hogg (Mrs. K. L. Jackson ....... Joe A. Long ........ Mada Pitman ......... Rebecca Rich ....... Frank Raley ......... Charles Roark ....... J. C. Roark ......... Xin Thornton ....... Willie (). Taylor A. E. Wilson ........ 1887. ..........Mrs. Edward Cook ...........Mrs. S. J Carroll ................West. Texas .....................Houston R. M. Kelso)......Ft. Worth ....................Colorado tklahoma .......Druggist ...Grain Dealer .........Teacher ..........Dallas Mrs. J. S. Terry Berta Inge ....... Fannie Oatman .. Ella Kirkpatrick .. Will Paisley ...... Frank H. Yeagley Marshall Jagoe .. Nannie Cook ...... Laura Oatman ... Alice Stone ...... 1889. ...........Mrs. M. S. Stout .............Mrs. F. Brody ...........Mrs. John Turpin ......................Denton ....................I Iouston Mrs. Dr. F. E. Finer ...Mrs. E. L. Broun Mary Rogers . Lizzie Barret Mam vc Carson 1890 Sophia Alexander ........................ Edward Comcgys ............................Dentist, Gainesville Lena Comegvs.......................Mrs. Frank Lacy Ola Eads .......................Mrs. T. W. Jenkins Fannie Me Murray ...........................Teacher Minnie Paschall ........................ Lena Ramsey ..................Mrs. N'ewton Henley Minnie Sledge ...................Mrs. J. T. Lively Celia Wilson ............................ Sena Mounts .... Effie (leers ..... Walter Barrett . Ruth Roark ........ Celina Burris .. Walter Lacy .... James Biggcrstaff Eva Raley ........ Birdie Paschall .. Permulla Jones .. Ella McMurray .. Fannie Gillespie . Lula Finer ........ Walter Finer .. Mattie Pitman .. May Matlock Dollie Long....... 1892. Mrs. W. W. Wright ...Mrs. E. A. Ewell .......Lumberman .....Railroad Employe .. .Traveling Salesman . ...Mrs.W. J. McCray Mrs. Cuvier Lipscomb ........Mrs. Kirkman .... Mrs. Edgar Kellev ....Mrs. J. H. Blanks .............'I'eachcr ..............Music 'i’eachcr .............Mrs. F. Mounts ..........Mrs. E. W. Parker 1893 awrence Schweer Dry Goods Merchant Ed L. McGintic.............Cotton and Grain Dealer Robert Sledge ................Drv Goods Merchant Jim Terrill....Physician Scalcv Hospital, Galveston Anna Beyd .............................. Lucile Ashby .....................Mrs, Dick Wilson Daisy Kimbrough...................Mrs. W O. Taylor Annie Edwards ...............Mrs. Erauk Shackleford Myrtle Paeon ........................... Jennie Egan ............................ Marie Kirkpatrick ..................... Mrs Jasper Arcena Purris ......................... 1894. (irade Added—No iradttates. 1895. Mattie Egan ..........................Mrs. R. P. I'arris Lenora Jones .............................Mrs. Minncrlv Maniye I'asehall .....................Mrs. W. J. Stovall Kate Anderson .... Andrew T. Paker Mattie Ea ls....... Nettie Egan ....... Maude Gibson ...... Annie May Grofton May Harris ....... Etfie Jones ....... Emma Lively ....... Fannie Massey _____ Maude McKenzie . . Evelyn McCook ... Della Piner ....... Keydron Randall .. 1896. ......Mrs. John H. Mounts ..............City Attorney .............Milliner, Dallas ...............Stenographer ..........Mrs. Eugene Ross ...............Mrs. Tucker ........Mrs. P.ecman ......Mrs. Hughston .Mrs. Aubrey Terrell ...Mrs. pete Mullins Kindergarten Teacher .Mrs. Willis Simmons .......Mrs. Anderson Jennie Smith ... John R. Whayne Lee Zwmvalt .. - Traveling Salesman .....County Judge 1898. Anna I'rcuss .............. Ford Witherspoon .......... Arnctha Turpin ............ t irace Yeaglev ........... Charles Kimbrough ......... Irene Ferguson ............ W ill Langley ............. ........Mrs. Mart) ......Grain Dealer .........Mrs. Cole ......Stenographer ............Teacher ......Stenographer Veterinary Surgeon 1899. Carl C. Me Kiel .....................Oil Dealer Willis I). I'. Warren ...........Civil Engineer Annie II. Fain .........................Teacher Robert Earl McCormick ................'I cachcr Abney II. Ivc .........................Merchant liertha K. Kophenhagen ..............Mrs Huber 1900. Eva Grace Kenagy ........................ Emma Elizabeth Elliott ................. Mollie Eva Turner ......................Mrs. Winn Georgia Oatraan ...................Mrs. McCormick Carl Schwartz Withers Cobb ............. Louise Ella Mann ...........................Teacher Florence Elsie Warren ................... ...........Student Drexcl Institute. Phil.. Pa. P.ianche Beatryx Blewett ...................Teacher Maybury Elliott ............................Teachei Mattie i-nis Leipse ..................Mrs. La Londe Eugene Chinn ............................Mrs. Boss ( ornelia Joe Pitman ................... Kcdilla I). Smith.................Mrs. Walter Davis Claudia Potter .............................Physician William Clark McGintic............City Editor K. C. Grace Bayless ........................... 1901. (iuy P. Witherspoon ..................Grain Dealer Mau'e Matlock ......................... Glenn L. McCtdlar .................Lumber Dealer IVarla Wheeler (Mrs. Speer) ...............Teacher W illiam T. Evers ......................Bookkeeper Myrtle Ivey .......................Music Teacher 19C2. Grade Added—Mo Graduates. 1903. Elizabeth Hogue ............ Bessie Edwards ............. Gretna Cobb ................ Blanche Hoskins ............ W ill Francis .............. Matt Deaven ort ............ Silas l r .................. George Hopkins.............. ....Teacher ....Teacher ....Teacher ....Teacher ....I .awycr ,. Bookkeeper .. Physician I-aw Student 1904. Robert McBride .......................... .....Student Metropolitan Business Col., Dallas ()liver Poe ............................. Mary Lee Carithers...............Mrs. M. P. K.llcy Susie Sleight ...................Mrs. J. L. Sipes Eva McNitzky................................ Teacher Beneva Withers ..................Mrs. Robert Knox Helen Potter ................................Teacher Norma Smith ..... F.ima Smith ..... Edna McCormick.. Virgic May l.eipsc Iva I.akc ....... Clctus McRcynolds Student S. V. I'. Student S. V t’ .Student L’. « i T. ....Stenographer .........T cachet 1905. Anna Ha con ........................... Grace Chinn ......Student Business College. Pallas Mattie Collins...............Student in New York 1 udle ti ers................Mrs. A. B. McKinney C'aude Minter......................Student A. M. Tom Harrison .................Clerk. West Texas Johnnie Mae Stroud .................... Esther L. Whittaker .........................Teacher Elbert Scoggins ....................Civil Engineer Clifford Witherspoon ...................Grain Peale; 1906 l.ucile Wilson ........... Ella May Underwood........ Harold Moore ............. Willie Jones ............. Clara Crowder ............ Student N T. S N. ................Clerk .............T cachet .............Teacher Maggie Robinson .. Jessie I-an:-........ lay Doty ............ Carroll Garrison ... Bessie Carlisle ..... 1'rnest Bate ...... Margery Ballard ... Horace W itherspoon T eacher Teacher Clerk Student l of T. .Student C. I. A. ____Grain Dealer Ellen Smith ..... Everett Bass..... Charm McNiel ... Ruth Bates ...... Holland Neely .. Mary Williams .. Esther Magill .... Ina Fritz........ Wiley Bishop . .. Mabel Hogue ... Will Gregg....... I'attv Richardson . 7.ac Thomason . .. Campbell Duggan Ashburn Cowan . •Deceased. 1907. ............Student C. I. A. ........Drug Cl rk Dalhart ........Student N. T. S. N. ........Student N. T. S. N. .......................Clerk ........Student X. T. S. N. ............Student C. I. A. .........Student X. 'I . S. X .....Ranchman. West Texas ....................Teach.r ............Student V. of T. .........Student X. T. S. X. .........Student X. T. S. 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All we ask is to show you—and may we? Stoves. EVERS HARDWARE CO. Buggies THIS STORE Appeciates the patronage the students have given us and take this method of thanking you, one and all. To the graduates w e wish each of you a long life of prosperity and usefulness. The New store Long Dry Goods Co. MH ++++++■ WILLIAMS ART CO., Makers of Photographic Portraits THOMAS B. BROWN, RETOUCHER Ground Floor, No. 5. Donahower Block. DENTON TEXAS YOUR DRUGGIST! No demand for goods is too trifling to receive your most careful attention. Our perfect service is for everybody who trades here. JOSEPH A. MINNIS. Prescription Druggist. East Side Square I♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ J. W. J AGOE, JR., Abstracter, Real Estate Loans Sole Owner of Only Abstract of Denton County Land Records. Gold Dollars to Loan on Good Farm Lands. Denton Texas Garrison Kimmins, Druggists aid Booksellers A complete line of Drugs and Druggists Sundries Headquarters for School Supplies. West Side Square • - - Denton, Texas H. H. 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