Denton High School - Bronco Yearbook (Denton, TX)

Text from Pages 1 - 160 of the 1912 volume:

4 Volume VII. HE BRONCO Denton, Texas. 1912. Eul,fished mutually hy the students of the Du,ton lliyh Schtud. Hoard of Editors James L. Ratten. ____ Beatrice Twyman Hogue Homer L. Fry Ray Goode John Cobbs ________ Georgia Freeman Belle Bates W. T. Fain Mary Hogue Lois Young John Berry Harold Young Marie Bailey Et itor-in- ( 'hit f .Isn't, Editor Art Editor .Isn't Art Ed it,or Athletic Etlitor Ass't Athletic Editor ('loss Editors Business Management John Gunnel McMath Jesse Newton Rayzor, Jr. Easiness Mmiat er Ass't Easiness Munayer (Greeting; Cu tohatefoer iteration in life ait t of its map be railed, toe shall, at some future time, desire to rerail the pleasant memories of our tl. 33. iS. rareer. ttd should the perusal of these papes serlte as a reminder of these � one hut ttelter-to-be-forpotteu da ts, then our efforts haftr been repaid ten-fold. iU'iUntthut jHiss jftcrtic 3iig htsf tohr hu arhtal srrfcirr nuit sgtttpnfhr, has iUru strength tn mtr torakitrss, tor thr (g itrrinJ buinglg btitu ratr this to hurtc. Motto Haec olim meminisse iuvabit—Virgil. High School Yell BOYS Ki-Ki! Ki-Ki! Listen to the noise! We are the Denton High Schools boys GIRLS High School! High School! Yes! Yes! Yes! We are the girls of the D. H. S. ALL High School! High School! Is our cry, V-I-C-T-O-R-Y! COLOR: MAROON. Frontispiece.......................1 Title Page ........................2 Greeting ... -................. 3 Dedication 4 High School Officers ..............6 Bronco ........................ .8 Faculty .............. 10-13 Autobiography 04 A Senior’s Finish and Future 15 Senior Class ...... 16-27 Senior Class History 28-29 A Junior’s Farewell to Seniors . 30 Junior Class .34-44 Junior A Class Officers 32 Backward Turn Backward 33 Junior A Class History ..........40 Junior B Class Officers..........41 Junior B Class History . 44 Sophomore Class ............. 45-58 Sophomore Class Officers ........46 Sophomore Class History.......50-51 Memorial Page ...................52 Freshman Class 50-69 Domestic Science . 70-71 Athletics.................... 72-83 C-Sharp Club. ... 84 Stories .................. 86-104 Grinds 105-112 Alumni . ............... .113-116 Advertisements ._______ 119 Bronco Board of Editors Officers Editor-in-Chief . James L. Ratten Business Manager J. Gunnel McMath Art Editor Homer L. Fry Athletic Editor................ . John Cobb As sistcults Editor-in-chief Beatrice Hogue Business Manager . Jesse Newton Rayzor, Jr Art Editor . ........Ray Goode Athletic Editor ............ Georgia Freeman Class Editors Senior______. Junior...... Sophomore A Sophomore B Freshman A Freshman B — Belle Bates .. Mary Hogue . Lois Young ..John Berry Harold Young Marie Bailey A CULT THE MW SCO m : Vn!urn t VII. ti A utobiography. Kind Reader: As my origin and past life have often times been questioned, I shall endeavor to put before the public some facts pertaining to my personal career. My first issue appeared in 1904, in which I was “dubbed” Bronco. The very name suggests I was to be “some goer.” I appeared each successive year until 1908, when the disastrous fire occurred, destroying all enthusiasm for '08 annual. However, the next year, I came forth in full array and was declared the neatest and most interesting of any issue up to this time. Owing to the liberal literary productions made by the student body, I have grown better each successive year. The school with which I am connected, Denton High, has held her position in the front ranks from her origin. I do not wish to appear egotistical, but owing to my inspiration there have been several branches added to this school; namely, Domestic Science, Athletics, Oratory, and Music. Also the enrollment has steadily increased: our faculty in quantity, and as to quality ask the patrons. Then who knows but these named persons, students and teachers as well, have been greatly influenced by a desire to have their own likeness adorn the pages of that noted annual, “The Bronco.” One can readily see my life work is two fold. First, to do all I can for D. H. S.; second, to serve as a reminder of past enjoyment rather than to stand for literary genius. When I fail to accomplish either of these duties, I shall recede into the back ground, that another more worthy than I may serve as a representative of my domain. Thanking you for your attention, I am. yours for D. H. S., The Bronco. 77 k n no sen -mu i '« « «• i ,4 Senior's Finish and Future When May comes, we begin our cramming For that horrid final test; And we dig and scheme and labor, Putting forth our very best To receive our well earned sheepskin From our dear old D. H. S. Then our glad commencement morning Oh, how grandly we’re arrayed To receive that “said” diploma That our “boning” for us made. Next then comes our life’s vocation. And whatever that may be. We will fill the best position With the aid of our degree. But we then grow tired of toiling In the business world’s domain. For we’ll often rise to prominence. And as often fall again. And we’ll long for dear old school days, Where we passed the time away; For what we earn is ours forever. While what we learn may go astray. We may oft’ grow tired of living The life that sometimes seems a lie. Of the faces lined with scheming In the throng that hurries by. We may sometimes grow despondent But none of us will e’er confess That we enjoy the joyous hours In our dear old D. H. S. J. L. R. Senior Class Officers President .............C. Frederick Lane Vice-President..............W. Lewis Collins Secretary ...................... - Leah Owens Historian___________Mildred Catherine Masters Sergeant________________ - Roland C. Owsley Color: Old Gold Class Yell Mush and milk and sunflower seed. That’s the stuff on which we feed. We’re the hot stuff of creation. We’re the hot stuff of creation. We’re the Senior delegation. Volume VII. Tim llltoxro v.m in WILLIAM EARL DURHAM Athenian. “In arguing, too, Mr. Logan owns his skill, For, even though vanquished, he can argue still.” SUSAN FRANCES COBB Athenian; C-Sharp. Prim and precise, blue-eyed Susan is possessed of a great deal of self-confidence, which manifests itself in her ability to pass record exams, handed out free of charge to all Seniors by the Faculty. ALFRED ALEXANDER GRANT-Athenian. Alfred’s long suit this year is ventilating his opinions, in animated terms, when he deems it necessary that the history or literature class needs a little enlightenment along some lines. MILDRED KATHERINE MASTERS-Athenian; Class Secretary ’10-’ll; Class Historian '11-12. A girl that has the knack of doing the right thing, in the right place and at the right time. NANCY VIRGINIA TANNER-Athenian. A good natur-ed lassie with auburn tresses, who has the hearty co-operation and good will of all her class mates. L. V. TAYLOR-Athenian. “Scorn and disdain ride sparkling in her eye.’’ “But you can’t most sometimes always tell” about L. V. BEATRICE TWYMAN HOGUE-Athenian; Captain Basket Ball ’10-’11-’12; Assistant Editor Broncho ’10-’11-’12. The everpopular Beatrice hopes some day to overcome High School “frivolities” and to become a crammed pedagogue and an old maid. Volt! tUt I' Tllh: lino yen v.n : 21 FLORENCE CORDELIA STEINMAN Athenian; Vice-President C-Sharp ’11-’12. An adept at scheming, and a good judge of the knowledge and ability of the Profs. ADOLPHUS FREDERICK EVERS, JR Athenian. “We grant that though he had much wit, He was very shy of using it.” BEULAH LUCILLE CRAIN-Athenian. We are sure Beulah wastes no midnight oil, as she does not believe in letting her studies interfere with her High School education. RAYMOND EDWARD FOX-Athenian; Foot Ball. Not as “foxy” as his name would imply, but his wandering affections and generosity have called forth the admiration of the under classmen. ROLAND CLARK OWSLEY Sergeant-at-arms ’ll - ’12; Athenian; Glee Club. His friends are as numerous as the freckles on his face. LOY WILSON LEDBETTER-Athenian: Foot Ball. Loy is conspicuous for his effervescing spirits and his susceptibility to feminine charms, which he seems to have little power to resist. STEPHEN MARCELLUS McREYNOLDS - Athenian. A big-hearted, whole-souled sort of a chap, who glides through life with a long easy stride. 33 Ynlumr YU. Tint nitox MACK BRADFORD HODGES Athenian; Foot Ball. “When a girl’s in the case, You know all other things give place.” LEAH ELIZABETH OWENS—Athenian: President C-Sharp ’11-’12; Class Secretary ’11-12. A very spirited and independent “little miss” who will join the suffragettes her first opportunity. CHARLES FREDERICK LANE Athenian: Foot Ball; Base Ball; Assistant Business Manager Bronco 10-11; Class President 11-12. ‘ There is a gift beyond the reach of art, Of being eloquently silent.” CLIFFORD DAVIS MARCHMAN Athenian; Glee Club; Foot Ball. After having acted the part of Shylock for the class this year, Clifford has become convinced that sometime in the near future he should enter a dramatic school. CARRIE BELLE TANNER Athenian; Class Editor 10-11. “He is a fool who thinks by force or skill, To turn the current of a woman’s will.” ELLA PIERCE—Athenian; C-Sharp. She is gifted with the happy faculty of finding the silver lining to every dark cloud. SIDNEY RAYMOND RECTOR Athenian; Class President ’08-09; Captain Foot Ball ’09-11: Manager Base Ball'09: Captain Base Ball 10; Assistant Business Manager Bronco 11-12. Ned’s greatest energy has been expended on the foot ball field where he has won many honors for the D. H. S. Iiolumt I’ . TllE HHOSCO ini'. JAMES LOUD RATTEN Athenian; Glee Club; Foot Ball; Class President ’10-11; Athletic Editor Bronco ’10-’11; Editor-in-Chief Bronco ’11-12. “God shield us—a lion among ladies is a dreadful thing.” CAROLYN GRACE McNIEL Athenian; Basket Ball; C-Sharp. One of our frailest little girls is always complaining about being worked to death, but we think she will put forth enough energy to make a good pass. EDWIN MAURICE FULTON Athenian: Foot Ball. “In summer days, and shady bowers, 0, what a happy world is ours,’’(were it not for work). MATTHEW ROBERT GILBERT—Athenian. Scared to death and afraid to run. EDITH LACY Athenian; Basket Ball. As Edith is the only Senior girl who has seen fit to equip herself with domestic knowledge, we infer that she will specialize in this work and in a few years be competent to fill a renumerative position in this comparatively new field of education. JACK GUNNEL McMATH Athenian; Foot Ball: Base Ball; Vice-President ’09-10; Business Manager Bronco ’11-12. As Business Manager of the Bronco, Jack feels his own importance, and his favorite pass time lately has been making little speeches in the study hall, trying to impress the lower classmen with his dignified position. MAUD MARILLA UNDERWOOD Athenian. Maud has volunteered to go as a missionary to New Mexico. It is rumored that there is especially one little heathen out there whom she is very anxious to convert to her way of thinking. ‘uhtuu VII. The bronco—wit. JAMES RALPH LEE—Athenian. “If thankfulness be a fault, then there are few faultier.” WILLIAM LEWIS COLLINS-Athenian; Foot Ball; Base Ball; Class Vice President ’10-11-12; President Students’ Council ’12. As long as “gloomy Gus” presides in the auditorium, rest assured no one is going to overstep ‘ ‘Senior privileges. ’ ’ GEORGE ELBERT KIRBY—Athenian; Foot Ball. “If you will allow the expression,” George is “right there with the goods” when it comes to handing nice little buquets to the ladies. This, seemingly, is his greatest weakness, as he hasn’t learned to discriminate. PAUL ERNEST BAKER—Alias, “Paulinus,” “Pretty,” or “Archbishop,” naturally born good, has never caused the Profs, or any one any uneasiness from infancy until now. MINNIE BELLE BATES—Athenian; Pianist; C-Sharp’10-11-12. “She posesses a peculiar talent of producing effect in whatever she says or does.” THE HHOyrO iv i a Volvmr VII. Senior Class History In September of the year nineteen hundred eight, one of the most glorious rocords contained in the annals of the Denton High School, had its beginning, for in that year, we, the present Senior Class, entered upon our High School career. Through many years of toil and study, we had been preparing ourselves for this great event. At last, we received our would-be diplomas, and then we were ready to enter upon our new field of labor. With light hearts, we seized the tasks set before us and made great progress. But alas! Our peaceful work was soon interrupted by the destruction of our school building. It was with sad hearts we saw the last dying embers of our building, for it had grown very dear to us during our many years of association. But we scarcely had time for reflection, for soon we were safely conveyed to the court house. There we had many disadvantages to contend with, but such a resolute band could not be stopped. By the assistance of the ever-help-ful teachers, we made rapid strides toward our not far distant goal, the Soph-more Class. Soon our goal was reached, and with our new title, we triumphantly entered the new building. There we found ourselves among the other High School students in the study hall. Here we were divided; the boys were put on one side and the girls on the other side of the study hall. Then we settled down in earnest, notwithstanding, that it was extremely difficult for some members of the class to keep their eyes off the opposite side of the study hall. Meanwhile, we had been gaining fame in other lines, for from our class came some of the best material for foot ball that the school had ever known, and our girls gained a great knowledge of the arts of basket ball. In yet another way wa gained prominence, for we took a leading part in the C-Sharp Club and Glee Club. Through these the world has gained at least a partial knowledge of the fact that there is great musical talent in .• ,m members of the class. But alas! “Pride goeth before destruction, and a haughty spirit before a fall.” Woe unto us on the day Bryan visited our town, for the teachers could not see our great need of recreation; and instead of its turning out a day of jubilee, it turned out a day of fear and trembling. But time passed rapidly, and soon we were duly installed as Juniors. The days of Freshies was so far off that it seemed more like a dream, for next to us we saw the mighty Seniors. We settled down to work with a will and soon were exploring the fields of American literature, mastering the orations Ciceri, learning all the kings of England and their various relations, and delving into the very depths of geometry. Safely passing our mid-year examinations, we launched out into our regular work once more. Onward and upward we strove, until at lcS we received our report cards. Only one word could catch our attention, and that was “Promoted.” At last our dream is realized; our goal is reached; our years of toil and 77 A’ BROXrn 19 12 Volume VTI 29 struggle are rewarded, for now we are Seniors. We fully realize the importance of the position we hold, and gladly give help to the Freshies. Sophies, and Juniors. Realizing that we are regarded by the Freshmen with awe, the Soph-mores with admiration, and the Juniors with respect, we are striving to set an example worthy of emulation. Now as we are finishing our career in the High School, we look back on the past with longing and regret, and on the future with eagerness and aspiration. As we enter upon our new and unexplored fields of labor, may the history of our High School life be a help and an inspiration to us, and ever remain near and dear to our hearts. Mildred Masters Historian. THE BRONCO-1912 Volume VII. SO A Junior's Farewell to Seniors. Wait you Seniors, ’fore you leave us: Let me say these words to you. You, whose hearts beat light with gladness, You, whose hearts are ever true. We are sorry that you leave us, We, the Juniors of today; We who in your steps do follow, Oe’r the same old rugged way. Yes, we’ll make an earnest effort To attain your height next year; And keep up the High School Record, High School that we love so dear. And now, Seniors as you leave us This is what we have to tell Remember this, our dear old High School, And believe, “we wish you well.” Rettie Bridges, Junior One. Junior A Class , Colonel Rayzor Jessie Freeman Pearl McCormick Jewell Ratten J. T. Bayless___ Herbert Petty President Vice-President ------- Secretary - - — Historian Sergean t-at-arms Door Keeper MOTTO—Excelsior. COLORS —Old Gold and Black. Volume VII. the a no yen tots. S3 Backward, 'Burn Backward. Backward, turn backward, O.Time in your flight. Make me a Sophomore just for tonight. I am so tired of this Junior A “Junk,” Circles in Geometry, chords—and “Ca-Flunk.” And Junior A Latin, it bears on my mind. Until utterly exhausted, I long now to find, A way that’s poetic my thoughts to entwine; How I long for the dear days no more to be mine. Backward, turn backward. O.Time, in your years. Let me stand one more test minus the fears, Minus the worry, the work, and the “cram,” And minus suspense of that final exam! Let me in English once more see an A. Or even a B, so I proudly could say That “flunk” was the absent grade just for one time. And once, as a Junior, my praise I could chime. I’m tired of monotony of Junior A work. Sick of the toiling and efforts at shirk. Weary of doing much more than before. Since always I find a big C o’er and o’er. 0, for return, of one Sophomore day! No price for the glory is too high to pay. For nobody knows how often I long For Sophomore days that are gone. gone. gone. --- ... Volume VII. THE BRONCO-Wli. Class Representation of Junior A. TOMMIE ANDREWS “Heart on her lips, soul within her eyes, Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies. ” WILLIE BOOTHE- “Plucky, go lucky was she.” JIM TOM BAYLESS- “Everybody laughs at the sound of my voice.” JOHN COBBS “Honesty is the best policy.” MYRTLE COLLINS— “Man delights not me.” LUTIE CRADDOCK - “Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls.” EARL DYER “The mildest manners with the bravest mind.” W. T. FAIN “Whence is thy learning? Hath thy toil O’er books consum’d the midnight oil?” VERA FOREMAN “I count myself in nothing else so happy As in rememb’ring my good friends.” Vohlmr I' . THE HHO.Vro WU. .1} GEORGIA FREEMAN “The hand that has made you fair, hath made you wise.” JESSIE FREEMAN- “Yet graceful ease and sweetness void of pride Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide.” HOMER FRY “In framing an artist, art hath thus decreed To make some good, but others to exceed. MOLLIE HODGES “If God can love them all, I can love at least a dozen.” JAMES HILL— “I have a heart with room for every joy.” MABEL KERLEY- “And though she be but little, she is keen and shrewd.” HENRY McNITZKY “I read that I profess the art of love.” PEARL McCORMICK “When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music.” JEWEL RATTEN- She is cunning, past man’s thought (?)” THE BRONCO—191! 39 Volume VII COLONEL RAYZOR “The brilliant chief, irregularly great Frank, haughty, rash - the Rupert of debate. ’ ’ PEARL SMITH “From every blush that kindness in thy cheeks, Ten thousand little loves and graces spring To revel in roses.” JEWELL THOMAS “Thy modesty is a candle to thy merit.” ERIS TURNER- ‘ ‘A soul of power, a well of lofty thought. ” GROVER VAUGHN “Whatever he did was done with so much ease In him, alone, was natural to please.” FAY RAINS- “Hard work is good for me.” BETTIE BRIDGES-“O’tis a very sin For one so weak to venture his poor verse In such a place as this.” IRMA BRUCE- “She attains whatever she aims at.” LILLIAN CROWDER “Laugh, and the world laughs with you.” STINSON DUDLEY- “Just at the age twixt boy and youth.” EDWIN EVERS— “Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep.’’ JOE LEACH - “She has all the charm sof womanhood.” PAULINE MUSGRAVES “Thy voice is like a fountain Leaping up in clear moonshine. ” HERBERT PETTY— “The world yet knows nothing of its greatest men. ” 4o the nitoXco 191J. VotuiHt x II. Junior History Listen my friend while I unfold, The attainments of thirty-two Juniors bold. On the fifth of September nineteen-nine. These thirty-two formed a “classy” line At the south of the new “Lee” public high. We were freshest of freshies, we dare not deny, But for credits and honors thought we should try. Our girls were undaunted, our boys were true heroes. Who realized their future was wrought (not) by zeroes. Thus we passed our exams with an effort and cram. As Sophies we passed with intelligent airs. And thought not gravely of hardships or cares. We mastered our studies with ways so immense That no longer the Sophies were thought to be dense. But were dubbed the most brilliant in the H. S. career. What of our Junior year? Truly’ twas great! In the words of our teachers the rest we’ll relate. “These Juniors are the best this faculty has taught, They reply to our questions the answers that are sought. And in conduct, application and ability they’re there. This Senior predicition may never come true. But trusting it may, we extend it to you. These nineteen-thirteen are the most noted by far, Their name is on record “The Denton High Star.” May we quickly and surely attain to that end. Votvuu I 11. THE HlfOXCO I'jli. 41 Junior B. Class Officers. President..................... Wynne Woolley Vice-President Homer McNew Secretary James Potts Historian.................... Vernelle Allison Colors Lavandar and Pink. Flower Sweet Peas. Motto Vikn! Vikn! Yell. Win a point, win a point. Win! Carry the day. Have it all our own way. Keep your head, keep your head. Chain victory to our car. Victory, victory, 1913. Volume VII. TUK HRONCO Ml. Junior Two Catechism. Who furnish the “I do’t knows” for Mr. Jackson? LOIS BAILEY and MARY HOGUE. Who has “wisdom,” even in her name? CATHERINE WISDOM. Who is called “Holy,” but can’t live up to it? HARLAN MAHAN. Whom may we add to the “I don’t knows,” in history? EVA REYNOLDS. Who is the good little girl of Junior Two? SUSIE CARLISLE. Who is the Latin teacher’s last resort? EDITH ROGERS. Who went hunting for small game, but brought down big game—himself? WYNNE WOOLLEY. Who is it that furnishes Junior Two with giggling? CHARLIE ALDREDGE. Who used to receive gifts from a cunning Senior? OLIVE OWENS. Who receives “billet doux” fromaSenior boy? VERNELLE ALLISON. Who likes to recite and please the teacher?—AMMABEL GARVIN. Who helps Ned to get into trouble? WILLIAM BRIDGES. Who buttons his shoes after he comes to school? NED MILLIGAN. To what figure in our class may the adjective long be applied? IRA JONES. What member of our class enjoys a holidav quite frequently? JAMES POTTS. Who is fond of smiling at the bovs? OLA YEATTS. ' Who has the “elements properly mixed in him?” HOMER McNEW. Who left us before the end of the year? WALDO CARSON and LEUNA SHARBER. THE HRONCO—li t Volume VII. Junior B. Class History. err'r to the ( oriour 'riotir of 10 If-uururpurgett in the excellence jf itr hirtor) , heat in (ill thinj r, tnu t rrtif-ert in th porxihititier of the future, y tty thore irhtp route offer f ml eueif truce uloni the path tr tirii our r urr lots pre uiret . The record of our class stamps it as one which reflects credit upon the care-free Freshman, the self-reliant Sophomores, and the dignified Seniors. In society, oratorical contests, public debates, and athletic sports, it has produced some of the most noted scholars, orators, debaters, and athletes in the Denton High School. This Junior Class! Was there ever such another? Its boys and girls, eighteen in number, are happy and gay, sincere and true. Our Junior girls, with their fresh pink roses and charming graces, are just “Sweet Sixteen.” If High School girls do not possess these graces, they are known to be wise Seniors or verdant Freshmen—not our dear Juniors. Our Junior boys! They are the very best ever. They are manly, bold, gallant, and the pride of every High School girl. To comprehend all the power of our Junior Class, in its large sympathy and good fellowship, is almost impossible; but this one thing you may know— that the major chord of harmony is the dominant note. We are hosts in ourselves, but to our dear High School Faculty, we extend the medal of honor, since from them has come the inspiration, which has always been just what was needed to call forth our best efforts. Therefore, in Latin, in English, in mathematics, and in history, we have shouldered our burdens and marched on to victory, leaving no problem unsolved, no hero forgotten, no chapter untranslated, no theme unwritten. When in after years, you chance upon one of our class, never fear, for you behold in all his wisdom, strength, and glory, the Pink of Perfection Personified a member of our Junior Two Class.—Vernelle Allison, Historian. the nnoxro tuts Volume VII. i Sophomore .4. Class O fficers. Harold Millar President Haggard Buckingham Vice-President Marvin Nichols Historian Yewell Coleman.................... Wind-jammer Colors—Scarlet and Black. Votfimf VII THE IIIIoxen IUI2 49 High Nine Class . EMORY TOBIN. Emory is a boy who, although he makes as good grades a _any high school pupil, is by no means bastful of his achievements. YEWELL COLEMAN. Yewell bids fair to become a second Henry Clay, if .he continues his oratory. HALL SPIKES. Hall, if his arguments in class are any indication, will make a successful lawyer. WILL BASS. Will is authority on mathematics, and is contemplating writing a new answer book on higher algebra. ERNEST BELL. Ernest is one of those happy human beings who never worry. HAGGARD BUCKINGHAM. We are all proud of Haggard’s football record, and hope he may do as well in everything else. WALKER JAGOE. Walker is slowly climbing the ladder toward scientific fame. GERTRUDE PRUNTY. Gertrude is a Domestic Science maid and is becoming very proficient in the art of cooking. CURTIS FRY. Curtis is very politic, especially in his manner toward ladies. HAROLD MILLAR. Another winner of a “D” and also a winner of class honors. MARVIN NICHOLS. If Marvin does as well in the future as he does in school, life will hold no hard problems for him. W. F. McCORMICK. W. F. reads Latin as if he had been doing it all his life. EMMETT WHITEHEAD. Emmett’s greatest talent is talking. “For even tho’ vanquished he can argue still.” T'JACK PHILLIPS. Jack astonishes us with his literary productions. If he continues, he may become a great novelist. LOIS YOUNG. Lois is one on whom we can depend -she is a basket-ball star and cooks, sings, and does literary work equally as well. GEORGE BRADLEY. George is a good student, a boy who, by slow degrees, will become a gi eat man. MABEL McKINNEY. Mabel’s jolly face is a great help to us when we go to class without knowing our lesson. WARDO FOUTS. When you see Wardo. you see his smile. His manner of combing his hair seems to delight some of the fair sex. IRMA BERRY. Here is a girl who believes in outdoor life. She is good at all sports, and especially in basket-ball she holds her own. ANNA LEE HARRIS. Anna Lee spends her time smiling at some remarks. Her only horror is Latin. Volume XII. an THE 11 HO SCO 1912. MARSHALL MAGILL. “Achilles.” Marshall is a boy of great strides. His many trips to the waste basket are either for the purpose of showing how well he can walk to get people to look at him. EDWIN MILLER. Edwin participates in all activities of school life. He is a great debater, an efficient orator and a good baseball player. MARY DUNAVAN. Mary has looks that are her own. She looks well on all occasions, and her behavior is in keeping with her appearance. JO FINER. Jo goes in for all the fun, and she generally finds something funny in everything. IONE BUSTER. lone does not like for us to say she is timid, but she is a little bit. although it does not keep her from getting her lessons well. WINSTON PROWLEDGE. This boy is a diligent seeker after knowledge. He spends much time on his studies, and is liked by both teachers and pupils. LEONE COBB. Here is a girl who has a quiet disposition, but what she says when she talks makes up for her silence. ANDREW LIGON. He loves excitement, and if he had a chance, he would make a good cowboy. PAULINE LIPSCOMB. Here is a truly generous girl. If anybody wants help from Pauline, she is always ready to give it, especially in algebra. NINA McCORMICK. Nina is our artist. Her pictures now are good, and by the time she reaches womanhood, they may equal Fisher’s. MYRTLE WELLS. Myrtle doesn’t like Latin as well as she might, but she doesn’t let that interfere with her studying it hard. NANCY JOE MINNIS. Nancy Joe is an accomplished girl. She recites and cooks, and I am sure does everything else as well. ADDIE MELSON. Addie studies hard and makes good grades, but she does not let it interfere witn her pleasure. KATIE STROUD. Katie says little, but is faithful and earnest in her work. Sophomore Class History. To the degree that the Denton High School is superior to all other institutions of its kind, so does the Sophomore Class of 1912 excel all other classes in the school. Yet why should not this be so? For back of the deed is the doer, back of the doer is the dream, and back of the dream is the inspiration which weaves an infinite scheme. And we can point with pride to one of the finest faculties in the state—our inspiration. The history of this class, then, shall be an unfolding of a series of achievements and triumphs which may be ascribed to the inspiration of our teachers. On a glorious September morning of 1910, the largest number ever enrolled as a single class up to that time made their appearance for their first year in the High School as “Freshies.” Although the butt of many jests from dignified Seniors, aspiring Juniors, and presumptuous Sophomores, the Freshmen grew in power, eventually winning the high admiration of those who once ridiculed. In X iilumr XII THE Ml OXCO 191; HI the first oratorical contest, the Freshmen, through their representative, Mr. Yewell Coleman, carried off second honors, thus realizing one of their greatest dreams. As in this, so they triumphed in all that they undertook. As Sophomores, they have been no less victorious. The same tenacity for wisdom and learning, the same desire to uphold the well deserved honor of the D. H. S. have urged them onward and upward. The Sophomores are first in athletics, first in literary socities, first in class records, and first in the esteem of their instructors. In debate the Sophomores are seen in the van guard; in athletics—football, baseball, basketball, track work—they are the most earnest enthusiasts; and in studies they are the most diligent and faithful. And now the day when they shall receive their reward is drawing near. As Sophomores, they have steadily ascended the ladder of wisdom, easily surmounting obstacles too numerous to mention, and daily approaching the desired goal. Soon they will be Juniors, and in that rank and under that title they shall continue to eclipse all others. With the sincere desire that all future Sophomores may he benefited by their glorions example, they see the curtain go down forever on the Sophomores of 1912, knowing that in the next scene they will appear as joyous Juniors.—Marvin Nichols. Historian. The High Nifith Psalm. Mr. Jackson is my teacher. I shall not pass. He maketh me to tell history And exposeth my ignorance before the whole class. He renewth my D’s. He commandeth me to take tests for my grades’ sake. Yea. though I study till noonday, I earn no A’s, for learning history is above me. Hecalleth on me to recite when I’m talking. He giveth me a low grade. Surely, heroes in history shall appear before me each night in my dreams. And I shall study history forever. Amen. Charles N. Aldridge, Junior two. Whereas. God in his Infinite wisdom has seen fit to remove from our midst our esteemed classmate and friend -Sanat 3JHnutis Who died at Denton, Texas, on February 16, 1912, therefore, be it:— Resolved by the Sophomore Class of the Denton High School: First. That in this death her parents lose a loving daughter, her associates, an ardent friend, and classmates a faithful member: Second. That we do deeply sympathize with the bereaved family in this great affliction: Third. That a copy of these resolutions be spread on the Annual of this school, a copy given to the Denton Record and Chronicle with a request for publication. Addie Melson. Pauline Lipscomb. Marvin Nichols. Yewell Coleman. V nhiiiii II. THE Iflioxeo I'.H 53 Sophomore J . Class Of ficers. Albert Adkisson ............ . .. President Verna Adams ... Vice-President Flora May Grady...................Historian Elbert Hooper Doorkeeper Colors: White and Green. Motto: We do things. Class Yell: Rip! Rah! Saw! Rip! Rah! bing! Green and white, white and green. We are the best ever seen. I 'oiu lilt I' . run nnoyvo iun Low Sophmore Roll Call. RUBY MAE DURHAM-Domestic Science. “Has a talent for Algebra.” RUBY GABBERT Latin and Domestic Science. “A man! A man! My kingdom for a man!” JUANITA PRUNTY Domestic Science; Juanita! Juanita! What a name! WILMA MYERS —Domestic Science; “Her voice is low and sweet.” ISABEL FOUTS Domestic Science; Isabel loves to be noticed except in Mr. Logan’s room. LOUTICIA SMITH Domestic Science; “I can see no fault in Seniors. RITA BEYETTE Domestic science; Rita loves to talk to the other sex. BELLE SMITH —Domestic Science; She is all her name implies a belle. HORTENSE PRUNTY DomesticScience; “How far a little candle sheds its light. CLARA CURTIS-Domestic Science; “Of excellent face and figure. MAGGIE BRASHEARS-Domestic Science; “Music hath charms to soothe the savage breast.” VERNA ADAMS. VICE PRESIDENT Latin; “Tall and slender as Norway’s pine.” ZELMA McCULLAR-Latin; “A modest girl.” BONNIE BELL Latin: “From small acorns great oaks grow.” WINNIE GRAHAM Latin; “A typical hook-worm.” ELBERT HOOPER. DOORKEEPER-Latin; “Jagoo! the great boaster! He, the marvelous story teller!” ALVIN NAUGLE, SLEEPY Latin. In appearance only is he sleepy. JACOB PRICE Latin; “Brains! don’t call me that.” ALBERT ADKISSON. PRESIDENT—Latin: The man for the place. BLANCHE GARRISON Latin: “A general favorite.” GRACE CHRISTAL—Latin;“From small sparks a great (lame may burst forth.” OLLIE MAE EVERS—Latin: “Behold in me. an ideal Sophmore.” FLOYD COWAN Latin and Science; A veritable Ichabod Crane. MARY HOSKINS DomesticScience MARY ELLEN CONLEY Latin “Three of a kind.” MARY BATES-Latin ' EDITH SULLIVAN. SULLY Domestic Science; Edith is very easily amused— especially in the school room. GUSSIE PENRY —Latin; “In omnibus excellamus.” 5tf THE BRONCO—191 . Volume VII. RAYMOND GARVIN —Latin; “I am Sir Oracle.” ROSALIE PERRY—Domestic Science; “What’s in a name; a rose by any other would smell as sweet.” BRUCE DICKSON Latin and Dsmestic Science; Well versed in Scripture. VEVA CLARK —Latin: “A brook runs still where it is deepest.” JASON SANDERS—Latin and Science: It is enough to say that Jason comes about nine miles to school every morning. JOHN BERRY. CLASS EDITOR Science; “A mighty man of er-er tongue.” ALONZO EDWARDS. TOP Science; “I care not for the stars that shine.” BEN CLEMENTS, MANEATER Latin: Whence comes the name? EDWARD SYLVA Science: A future President!?). GEORGE COMPTON Latin and Science: With voice too much for his size. FLORA MAE GRADY. CLASS HISTORIAN —Latin; ‘‘Latin! there’s music in the sound. IRENE DAWSON—Latin: Irene has little to say but w’hat she says is generally correct. OLIN MIDDLETON—Science; “Of sterling quality.” Volume i'll THE IIHOMO I'.n:: 67 Low Sophomore Firmly was builded with stone and with brick the famed house of Great Carlisle; Majestic it stood in the center of Denton, and to it the Freshmen Wended their way to begin their new work with much joy and good nature. Long ere the noon in this house were the sounds of mirth ended; the Angel of Silence Spread her white wings o’er the hall where at first was but noise and confusion. Packed was the hall with the children; the eager groups at the class doors Came for their lesson and listened and studied together. Duly impressed was the fact that from this vast storehouse of knowledge They were to learn many lessons to serve them in times that were coming. Then from the lectures of class room, a few given out in assembly, Learned they that shows were forbidden, and hours of night study established; Learned that a “D” is sure failure, and worse than the worst that's disgraceful; Learned they the use of the space that is left on the board by the entrance; Thereon the names of the loit’rers were written for reference future. Many a neighborly whisper and low, stifled laugh in the school room Made the long hours to seem brighter; and after the numerous lessons Scattered they thots of equations and ghosts of the History Ancient. Packed to the utmost one night in the spring was the house of Great Carlisle; Pleasantly murmered the voices of people who gathered to listen. There to the boys with their brilliant (?) orations who anxiously waited their summons, Thinking how much of this life is but struggle for honor and glory: How where one winneth a laurel some hundred must feel disappointment. Then from the Freshmen division, from the boys whom they proudly called classmates, Came one to carry off honors but second to all in that contest. Meanwhile, had spread the glad (?) news of the day of the great Exhibition; Loudly the pupils did protest when to them the matter was given; Quiet they grew as they saw in their midst that the Superintendent Rose, as on seas that are stormy, some spar is tossed by the billows. Flushed was his face and quite earnest his voice as he pleaded: “How are our friends in the city to know of our wonderful progress. Unless we open the doors and allow them to pass in procession Viewing the work of our school and our papers, our maps, and our drawings?” More he Fain would have said but the calm, gentle hand of our Logan, Waved them a gesture of Payne and thus awed each and all into silence. Thus were the long days accomplished; from neighborly city and village Wended their way the great throng to the welcoming house of Great Carlisle. ' ' •: nhomo ' ii a mi i'ii. •is Thronged were the halls with our parents and friends who in us took great interest; Marvelled they knowing our search after truth that is deep and abiding; Learning how we had drunk deep from the fountain of knowledge Pier’an. Thus did the evening pass into night and they straightway retiring. Went to their homes in contentment, especially praising the Freshmen. Fain would we all have been heroes upon the great fields kept for football: Eager our hands to reach out and to clasp to our hearts the brown pigskin. Then were we called just mere children, unfitted for strenuous practice. Unkindly told that our time would come and that we must be patient. Then in contentment we wacthed all the games and were merry and happy; Yelled when a touchdown was made or a D. H. S. score was recorded. Pleasantly passed each day, and the months in a happy procession, Passed to their rest in the beautiful regions of time that is ended. Strengthened, though fewer in number, we found we were turning a milestone, Entering the year that is termed Sophomore because of its folly and wisdom. Then when heart failed we took courage from counsel of kindest of teachers, Drew a long breath and found selves in the land so long promised. All then was ended, the joy and the hope and the gladness, All of the aching of heart, the restless unsatisfied longing; For with the coming of new year, the gates of class Sophomore were opened, And gladly we entered new paths and byways of profit: meekly we bowed our heads and murmered “0 Teachers, we thank thee!” Flora Mae Grady. THE BRONCO -HO.' Volume VII. Freshman Class Officers. President Homer L. Browne Vice-President . Ialeen Oliver Secretary Claud Stallings CLASS YELL: Purple and white, purple and white! Freshmen! Freshmen! We’re all right! CLASS COLORS: Purple and White. CLASS FLOWER: Violet, MOTTO: When our task is once begun. We never leave it till it’s done. Volume VII. THE Bit OS VO in is. 93 Freshman Class Representation. HOMER BROWN, President Freshman Class, To you, Homer, we {five the honor of being the most studious Freshman. BOURKE DOOLEY. Bourke is to be a doctor. RUSSELL LANGFORD. This boy never hurries, and was never known to ba angry. WILLIAM MILLER. “Bunk.” He does not boast of his achievements, either past, present, or future. JONE MILLIGAN. If there ever was a boy who could make his teacher smile at the same remark that made his schoolmates laugh, Jone is that boy. WINFRED OLIVER. Winfred can laugh as long and loud as any other Freshman. MINTA ANGELL. A shining light in English. MARIE BUMPAS. To be a teacher of Domestic Science is her ambition. KATHELEEN BATES. Just a modest girl. LUCILE BISHOP. Brainy Lucile. CORINNE BORTOFF. Corinne stays cool and cojlected. PHOEBE GOODE. Our historian. ALLIE HOGUE. Allie intends becoming a teacher of mathematics. WILLIE B. JORDAN. She believes in smiling to her heart’s content. MARIE LEACH. Marie has a talent for asking questions. MARY MUSGRAVE. Her best in history and English. OPAL JONES. She never worries. ALPHA JONES. Alpha takes sewing, and prides herself in the fact that she is good at her work. VERNA MARCHMAN. Always looking for fun. IALEEN OLIVER. Vice-President class. MARENE PATTERSON. Marene is a firm believer in the “good times” theory. GLADYS STRICKLAND. Whenever Gladys is called upon she answers correctly. NELSINE STONE. We hereby elect Nelsene the grand pronouncer of the Freshman class. ESTHER STEINMAN. The first to laugh. RETA WILKERSON. One of the most accomplished girls in the Freshman class. THE BRONCO- lui: Volume VII. e± PHILO AGGERTON. He takes advantage of his size by rising in his might. JEROME CANTRELL. Primarily a laugher. GUS EGAN. He has as many friends as any boy in the High School. WALTER FAERBER. Is not the boy to keep you from knowing about his good grades. WEBBER FENTON. “Bus.” A fun lover. CLAUD STALLINGS. “Shorty.” Secretary of class. Holds a place on the High School baseball team. TOM STANDEFER. Tom is a friend of everyone, and counts his friends by the score. DOUGLAS WITT. First, last and always. Douglas is a good boy. GILBERT WALDRIP. He can argue as well as anyone in the High School. EUGENE WILSON. “Heavy.” Eugene has not an enemy in the world. NELLIE COWAN. She spends some of her time with her books. SOPHIA BARNHILL. She was never seen without a smile on her face. FANNIE DAVIE. Finds plenty of time for diversion. JESSIE DAVIDSON. Ask the teachers what Jessie enjoys most. NOOME GIST. She keeps up her class work and then has time to create a small disturbance in the school-room. GRACE McCLURE. She is not flippant. ORAN BELL. He stoutly declares that whatever he may have, he has not the “big head.” CURTIS BLAIR. Curtis is a believer in keeping the record straight. HARVEY SMITH. His smile enraptures all who see it. including some Freshmen girls. GAITHER TOMILSON. The wonder was that one small head could carry all he knowTs. WILLIAM WIGGINS. A diligent seeker after knowledge. SEVERNE COX. She can do anything a smart pupil is expected to do. MITTIE HAMMETT. Mittie takes a course that will benefit a woman of a household. CHARLIE CRAIN. Sunny Charlie. RHEA GOODE. “Buck.” His chief talents are playing baseball and football and drawing pictures. GEORGE LACY. When we want good cheer and comfort we come to George. SYLVANUS REYNOLDS. He is known far and wide as “Laughing Beauty.” VIVIAN ROGERS. “V. V.” A leader in his studies. HAZEL WEATHERLY. Authority on color. HAROLD YOUNG. A future orator. the rronco 1012. Volume VII. Freshman B Class Officers. President ..........Howard Buckingham Editor Marie Bailey Historian................ Phoebe Goode Motto : One among many. Colors : Gold and Purple. Flower : Goldenrod. YELL: Sophomores, Sophomores! who are they? Blockheads, blockheads! stuffed with hay! Freshmen, Freshmen! who are we? We are students, don’t you see? the nrtoxco 101s. Volume VII. Freshman B Class AUGUST WISDOM. “She hath a soft voice.” ANNA MIMMS. Quiet in all of her ways. ABNEY MAY. I am monarch of all I survey.” BONNIE ARNOLD. Authority on hair dressing. BERTHA PERRY. A timid little girl. CAROLYN MURPHY, Dainty Carolyn. CLYDE DAWSON. A shining light. CECIL COWAN. A pleasant soul. EULA PRICE. Thin - from over study. EDGAR SMITH. A paragon in Latin. ERNEST JAMES. A still boy. FLORA BUCKINGHAM. A sincere body. FLORENCE RATCLIFF. To dress is her employment. GLADYS WILSON. Wise in all her ways. GLENN POE. Inventor of perpetual motion. GEORGE VAUGHT. Can tell you latest fads. HELEN SCHMITZ. What does she like best? HATTIE BLAIR. A gentle girl. HILDA SCHMITZ. A patron of Bonnie’s. H. L. GRAHAM. The baby Freshman. HOWARD BUCKINGHAM. President of class. HERMAN BELKEN. A gentle-man. HUBERT FINLEY. “Dutch.” HERBERT CHURCH. “A sizzling coal of intellect.” HORACE McKINNEY. Effervecing avoirdupois. IVA HAMMETT. “I am the boss.” I. V. TAYLOR. “She takes no note of time.” INEZ HESTER. “We are glad she has no wings.” IDA LEE SUBLETT. “Whence thy learning?” GAY SHERROD. “Cassius hath a lean and hungry look.” JESSIE HOSKINS. “Not stepping o’er the bounds of modesty. ’ ’ JOHN LOVELL. “Pump.” JUANITA McCULLAR. “We meet thee like a pleasant thought.” JESSE BERRY. “Hear me, for I will speak. ” LOLA SKILES. “A pleasant countenance is a silent commendation. LONNIE FOX. “When she will, she will, and you may depend on her.” i hiii 111 f vn. THE niioxro nil.-. LLOYD ODELL. “A face of gladness o’er spread.” LESTER WATSON. ‘‘He hath a mathematical mind.” LEO PATTERSON. “The ladies’ man.” MARY PRICE. ‘‘She spoke no evil word.” MYRTLE OLIVER. ‘‘The wisdom of many.” MAE LILLIAN WARREN. ‘‘In every gesture dignity and love.” MABLE PIERCE. ‘‘I am thoroughly in earnest.” MARTITIA REYNOLDS. ‘‘Now you can say Amo.” MARIE BAILEY. Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls. MARY RECTOR. A class favorite. MARY HARE. ‘‘From her we expect a masterpiece.” MARION SWINDELL. ‘‘And gladly wolde he learne.” MABLE BRIM. ‘‘What’s mine is my own.” MABLE WILFONG. ‘‘Tne pink of perfection.” OPHA SPIVA. ‘‘The load becomes light which is cheerfully borne.” OLIN BURGOON. ‘‘In her ’twas natural to please.” OZELLE ROBERTS. ‘‘Be wise today tis madness to defer. RUTH MASTERS. ‘‘Anything but history, for history must be false.” RUTH CLEMENT. ‘‘Thorough in all she does.” RAY DOTY. ‘‘Great is the glory, for the strike is hard.” RICHARD TURNER. ‘‘Railroad Turner.” STELLA GRAY. ‘‘She is pleasant to walk with and witty to talk with.” SHIRLEY HODGES. ‘‘The mildest manners with the bravest mind.” SAM WILLIAMS. ‘‘Hath thy toil o’er books consumed the midnight oil?” TOM FOX. ‘‘Infinite iches in a little room.” TOM MILLER. “With some cold drops of modesty al-lav thy skipping spirit.” TRAVIS STEAGALL. ‘‘Worth makes the man.” VERA LYNCH. ‘‘There is none like her, none.” WINNIE KING. ‘‘Our lives are songs.” WILLIE SHERROD. “Her treading would not bend a blade of grass.” Freshman Class History. And now, to think, I am to write a class history! Worse still, I am to write a history for the Freshman Class, of all classes! Worst of all, the Freshmen have no history. Then, what am I to do? Still. I have knowledge that some day the now Freshman Class will have such a history as cannot be told in five volumes. Then let us wait until they do before we write about them. Phoebe Goode-Class Historian. Xoluutf XII THE HliONUO 1912 71 A History of the Cooking Class. We may live without poetry, music and art. We may live without conscience and live without heart, We may live without friends, we may live without looks. But civilized man cannot Jive without cooks.” About two years ago, the ladies of the Shakespeare Club, realizing the truth of this quotation, decided that something must be done to better prepare girls for the responsible position as cooks for civilized man. After much discussion and consultation, they decided to put Domestic Science in the Denton High School. With the aid of the School Board, a cottage just across from the High ; School was fitted up, and Miss Mary L. Fain was selected to preside over this realm. The first year, cooking was optional to all the D. H. S. girls, and consequently, a grand rush was made for the Cooking Department. In due time we were initiated into the arts of dish-washing, floor-sweeping, tea-making, breadmaking. and last but not least, of wielding the rolling pin. In our second year the regular Domestic Science course was installed with only one cooking class, We have gone more deeply into the art of cooking than we did before and have learned to make the most delicious biscuit, breads, salads, meats, frozen deserts and such thing as will make us accomplished cooks. We are now full-fledged cooks and quite prepared to meet the demand of the most highly civilized man. As our term draws to a close, we may truthfully say that we have left no dishes unwashed, no floors unswept, and no recipes untried that will be of benfit to us in our after life: and to those who come after us— Here’s a health to you, A wealth to you, And all that cooking can do for you.” S. G. Carlisle-J. 2. The Sewing Class. Here comes our Sewing Class, a crowd of merry girls, each one bringing something showing what she has accomplished. We are all preparing ourselves for a great work, which lies out before us in the future. Some are looking forward to the time when they will be Domestic Science teachers: others to the time when they will be able to make their own clothes with great success. But these are all out-ranked when Mittie enters the circle with her bright prospects for the future. She looks forword to the time when she will be a farmer’s wife. As in fancy we see her a neat house wife, we naturally look about us to see the effect of the skillful hand on many pieces of work about the room. As we look at all these it calls back fond remembrances of a kind teacher who taught us the Domestic Arts. • ■ - nn. tU uH. trr Vtihniif XII TIIE lllio.xro lUl! Foot Ball. The foot ball season of 1911 was looked forward to with much interest among the students of the D. H. S., together with the other many fans of Denton. Much enthusiasm was shown in the selection of the men, especially those that were to play the backfield. The loss of Fowler and Francis, the backfieid stops of last year, and Berry, George, Miller and Steger, the husky linemen, made the chances of the team of 1911 appear very slim. Realizing this. Captain Rector set to work to secure the very best men possible. Eleven afternoons were spent in testing the applicants, and when the time arrived to march up against North Ft. Worth High, the first game of the season, those who were chosen to uphold the honor of the old D. H. S. were Lane, McNew, Potts, Ratten. Miller, Jones, McMath, Rector, Buckingham, Collins, and Cobb; and the fans will admit they did this well, beating Ft. Worth 11 to 0. The game was called promptly at 4:00 p. m., and with the shouts of four hundred fans ringing in their ears, the husky Denton eleven marched out upon the field of battle. From the first sound of the whistle until the last, the little Denton boys, as the old foot ball saying goes, Never quit. They went right in and with a series of headly plays, managed to put the pigskin over for two touchdowns, one made by Fred Lane, the other by John Cobb. A goal at touchdown brought the score up to eleven where it remained through the rest of the game. The only thing that attracted much attention in the way of a feature was the hard tackling of the local boys, who many times threw the heavy Ft. Worth men for losses. Although this game was not of the best, it was thoroughly enjoyed by the spectators, as it was the first game of the season, and in it the real pluck of the this year’s team was brought out. On the following Saturday the Denton boys boarded the train, bound for Ft. Worth to give the North Ft. Worth High another chance, but it seemed that hard as Ft. Worth might try they could not do a thing, and the game ended with the same results as before, 11 to 0 in favor of Denton. The game was cleanly played and witnessed by many spectators. Rector’s long end runs for Denton attracted much attention, especially his thirty yard run which terminated on Ft. Worth’s one yard line. From here the ball was carried over for touchdown by J. Cobb. An attempt at goal failed, and the game ended as it did at Denton, 11 to 0. The City of Ft. Worth, disgusted with its north end team, decided to send the central, to no avail. Our old boys showed themselves in the game and were victorious, 12 to 5. The game from start to finish was hard fought, and unmarred by squabbling. Neither team was able to score in the first quarter, the ball staying, most of the time near the middle of the field. The second quarter Denton went in with the determination of coming, and in three minutes, Buckingham had crossed the goal line. The try at goal was successful, raising Denton’s score to six. Ft. Worth in the third quarter managed to block a kick and recover the ball behind the goal lines, counting a touchdown. As Ft. Worth misssd goal, the score stood 6 to 5 in Denton’s favor. In THE RltOS'CU nliime II. the fourth quarter, Buckingham scored again for Denton, and the goal was successfully kicked, making when time was called, Denton seven points ahead, 12 to 5. The next game on the schedule was with Sherman High, and in playing this team, Denton met her first and only defeat. The game was somewhat slow as the field was very muddy, thus placing the Denton boys at a disadvantage. A heavy team can do very well on a muddy field, but a speedy one cannot. It was probably for this reason that Sherman won. Denton made her touchdown in the last part of the game when Rector recovered a forward pass on Sherman’s thirty yard line and carried the ball over. The try at goal was a failure, and the game ended with Sherman one point ahead, 6 to 5. Denton fans were badly disappointed at the outcome of the game; however, they were greatly encouraged by the fact that Denton had another chance at Sherman. It was hoped that the results would be different. Denton's next game was with her old rival, Dallas. The teams were quite evenly matched all round, and it was understood by all that the team of the longest endurance would win. On line plays and end runs, Denton played a considerably better game, and it was possibly due to their superiority in those two departments of the game that they won. Dallas, however, was better at kicking than Denton, and it was probably this that put them in position to score. Through the hour of play, Denton managed to make only eight points, one touchdown. and a goal at placement, both made by J. Cobb. The entire team did s° well that it is almost unfair to mention any one man’s featuring, but McMath at center attracted most favoroble comment by his repeated plunging through the line to tackle Dallas runners before they got started. This game was the cleanest and prettiest ever seen at Highland Park. The next game, with Sherman High, was regarded as being the crisis of the foot ball season, for it was to decide which one of the two teams should have the championship. It will be remembered that this team had given Denton her only defeat, and it was with grim determination that our boys looked forward to the game. The fans, too, seemed to have caught the fever, and when the time for the game came, a great crowd of them were gathered at the Highland Park. The game was played in four quarters of fifteen minutes each, starting promptly at 4 p. m. Throughout the first half Sherman played a bucking game exclusively. Many times would the heavy Sherman bucks hit the little Denton line only to be thrown for a heavy loss. Denton’s score came in the first half when Rector received a point, and shaking off a half dozen men, crossed the line. Rector, Collins, Buckingham, and McMath attracted most favorable attention, playing a star game from start to finish. Defeating Sherman enabled Denton to claim the high school championship of the state. The next game was played with the Y. M. C. A. team of Wichita Falls, and although Denton had much the lighter team, the boys did well, holding the heavy men down to 0. The next and last game of the season was played on Thanksgiving with Carlisle Military Academy. Denton gained a decided victory over this team, beating them 9 to 6. Solum V 77 Tin-: nnosro mu THE SQUAD: Jack McMath....................... center Ira Jones.....................right guard Laud Ratten ................. right tackle Homer McNew.............. ......right end Harold Miller..................left guard James Potts...... ........... left tackle Fred Lane ........................left end Ned Rector........................quarter Haggard Buckingham .............right half John Cobb .......................full back Will Collins..... ..... .........left half A meeting of the foot ball boys was called just after Christmas and John Cobb and Haggard Buckingham were elected manager and captain, respectively, of the 1912 team. They will begin arranging a schedule at once. Captain Buckingham thinks that with McNew, Jones, Miller, Cobb, and Potts, the experienced men, coming back, and Fry, Howard Buckingham. Rayzor, Spikes, Evers, and Curtis Fry, the new material, a team can be secured that will be as good if not better than the one this year. Second Team. The D. H. S. second team was also very successful this year, winning both games played. These games were with Sanger High School and special pains were taken by captain Rayzor in order to obtain a victory. Much to the delight of the Denton fans, but to the sorrow of Professor Compton of Sanger, he did this making in the two games forty-six points. The feature of both games was the playing of H. Fry, Captain Rayzor, H. Spikes, and C. March-man. These boys are expected to make stars on our first team next year. THE SQUAD: C. Stallings ...................right end E. Evers.............................right tackle Fox..................................right squad Curtis Fry ....................... center Baker...................... left guard H. Fry...............................left tackle Marchman ............. .......... left end H. Spikes.......................right half G. Kirby.........................left half Buckingham .......................fullback Rayzor (Captain and Mgr.) ________ quarter Goode Subs............................ - Berry i MagiII ' ' A' BRONCO ini'. i’lilitme I’ . ?A’ vw Hall G NED RECTOR. Ned Rector (Capt.) hasbeen one of the High School’s best players for six years, first playing end, later, quarter. Ned has taken part in thirty-eight games, nearly all of which were won, and making twenty-three touchdowns. His playing has always been looked upon with favor, and his conduct on the field has always been that of a gentleman. No one will contradict my saying that “Rec” has “some class to him.” Ned has also taken a leading part in base ball, having played four or five years. He usually does his best work in the pitcher’s box. His wonderful spit balls are almost invincible, and many are the players that throw their bats down in disgust after facing him. We regret very much to see Ned leave us, for we can hardly hope to have his position so well filled hereafter. JACK McMATH. Jack McMath (Mgr. ’ll) has been for the last two years the fastest little center on the High School gridiron. He has played in fifteen games, twelve of which were successful. Jack is unusually good in breaking through the line, no matter whether the linemen are large or small. It looks as if he puts his hands on the back of the center and flies over, but nevertheless, he gets there, and when he does, he tears up things. His hard and sure tackling has been the feature in many of the games, and his passing of the ball can always be depended on. Jack has played base ball one year, taking part in four games, winning three. He holds his position of first, down well, and we are expecting great work from him here in 1912. Jack graduates this year and it is with many regrets we see him go. It is hardly expected that the place of center on the foot ball team will be as well filled in the future as it has been in the past. FRED LANE. Fred Lane, our old standby, has been a tower of strength on left end. He has taken part in seventeen games, fourteen of which were successful, and has in all, won admiration by his hard and sure tackling. Fred takes a great delight in throwing the opposing backfield men for losses. He is quick to catch a tricky play and sure in breaking it up. Many times in the Sherman game would he throw the heavy bucks for losses and the same number of times would the Sherman captain tell his men to “hit that left end,’’ but to no avail, for Freddie managed not to be hit. Fred ranks well among the high school ends of the state. In base ball Fred is also good. He has played for two years and has taken part in twelve games. In every one he has played well, especially in fielding. His batting and base running average has also been good, reaching a high per cent. Fred leaves us this year, and it is with sad hearts we await tha ending of this term. Volume VII. THE It HO MO IHE' LAUD RATTEN. Laud Ratten as tackle for two years has done exceptionally fine work. He has taken part in thirteen sanies and in not one has he failed to do his part. In his famous tackle, through tackle play, he never fails to gain from two to seven yards, and in line breaking he shows up extremely well. It is generally understood by the boys that when “Gotch” gets so much excited as to put on a three cornered smile, something’s going to happen, and it usually does, with the opposing team suffering. Many consider it strange that Laud comes out of every game with an ear nearly torn off. It is probably because they fail to see the plays that “Gotch” pulls off. We lose one of our best linemen in Gotch, and we certainly hate to see him leave us. BILL COLLINS. Bill Collins, (Gloomy), one of the best all round high school players on the gridiron, has been with D. H. S. three years, taking part in twenty-two games, thirteen successful. Bill’s first year was on guard, his second on half, and his third also on half. His most effective work is done on the defensive, where he has the name of being one of the best. He is sure in tackling and quick in catching plays. He also carries the ball well, seldom making under eight or ten yards. We are truthful in saying that “Willie’s” equal is hard to find. His base ball career has also been good. His pitching has won many of our hardest games. At Gainesville, last year, he succeeded in striking out twelve men and holding the famous sluggers down to three hits. It is rather hard for us to figure out who enjoyed “Willie’s” playing the more, the boys or the girls. Some say boys, some girls, but judging from the way both classes take on, the girls stand out pre-eminent. One, especially, seemed much effected over his playing, always murmuring, as “Willie” emerged from the bunch with the ball, “Watch my Willie go.” Xolumr XII THH HHONCO nil‘ Basket The interest for basket ball in Denton High has been steadily growing for the past few years. The students themselves seem to have become more interested in the game, an I the ex-High students and town people help to keep the interest at high tide by their loyal support with money and attendance. With practically no new material for a foundation to work upon, Miss Buster undertook her work as coach with a determination and enthusiasm that would admit of but one outcome, to wit: That the D. H. S. put out a team that not only outclassed other high schools, but was destined to defeat a college team. Under the competent and intelligent coaching, the team was gradually worked over and trained down: not only taught the finer points of the game but likewise trained to a physical perfection of endurance. With the team in fine physical trim and with a thorough knowledge of the game, a challenge was received and accepted from the College of Industrial Arts. On the thirteenth day of November the High School team met the college team on the campus of the C. I. A. The “Little High Schoolers,” as they were called by the Industrialites, were eager for the contest for two reasons; one, for the honor of defeating a college team, the other, to show that even “Little High Schoolers” could play. The game was close from start to finish, but the excellent team work of the “Little High Schoolers” finally showed its supremacy, and the game ended fifteen to fourteen. It was a great victory for the H. S. and it showed the wisdom of coaching a team not to play as individual stars, but to work together: to gain fame, not for the individual, but for the team as a whole, and the dear old D. H. S. With the scalp of the C. I. A. dangling from their belt, the team next attacked the stronghold of the Gainesville High School. Again, with the lack of individual playing and with the co-operation of goals, centers, and guards, the High School added the second scalp to their belt by again defeating the G. H. S., which they had defeated in May, by a score of eleven to nine. Other games were arranged with different teams, but as yet they have not been played. The team will be crippled to some extent next year by the loss of two of its best players, but with new material in view, the prospects are not discouraging. Those who upheld the reputation of the basket ball team are as follows: Goals: Irma Berry, Georgia Freeman: Sub, Olive Owens. Centers: Jessie Freeman, Lutie Craddock: Sub. Belle Smith. Guards: Beatrice Hogue, Edith Lacy: Sub, Louticia Smith. Janie Lou Foster. Hellen Bushey. Bertha Hill. GOALS. BACK CENTERS. Mattie Shannon. Bruce Dickson. Pauline Stiff. Ethra Turner. BATTING CENTERS. Marie Bumpas. Margaret Bass. Edith Sullivan. Lena Murphy. GUARDS. Caroline Murphy. Allene Owens. Viola Balthrop, MASCOT. Edna Andrews. COACH. Miss Kelsey. THK into Wo tun Volume i'll. si C-Sharp Club. Since the C-Sharp club was organized in nineteen hundred and nine, it has developed, not in numbers, but in ability. The three years of its career have been bright ones, and we hope the club will be organized, every year, as long as there is a Denton High School. Under the direction of Miss M. Helen Higgins, the club has made great progress. The C-Sharp has sung on several occasions out in town, and on all occasions at the High School. We desire this club to be one of the best features of our high school. This year we again took up the work of our club with Leah Owens, as president, Vera Foreman, as secretary and treasurer, Belle Bates, as pianist, and Hortense Prunty, as librarian. I 'nh fHf I' . 77 a; HltOXro WlJ. Base Ball. The base ball boys of last year had but a poor opportunity of showing their playing ability, as only five games were played the whole season, and of these five, only two were of any importance, the two with Gainesville High. The first game of the season was played at Pilot Point, and here D. H. S. met her first and only defeat by a score of two to eight. The game was not very interesting as so many errors were made, but it was hard fought. Both teams worked hard throughout the game to win, and the ending was very doubtful at times. Denton tied Pilot Point in the seventh inning by making three scores but gave up hope in the eight when Pilot Point ran in five scores. D. H. S. had the pleasure of getting revenge on Pilot Point the following Saturday, beating them six to three. The game was well played throughout and featured by the hard hitting of the local boys. The next two games, with Gainesville High, were the most important of the season as they were the only ones played with real high school boys. Both games were played at Gainesville, one on Friday; the other Saturday. The first game was the better of the two and the closest. Every infield man handled the chances given him well and many times brought the crowd to their feet by making, as it seemed, an impossible out, Collins, too, showed up well in the pitchers box, succeeding in striking out twelve men. With much good pitching as this and such good fielding back of it, Denton had no fear of losing, and the game ended three to two in her favor. The second game was from the first very easy for our boys. When a score was needed, the squeeze play w’as brought into use, and it seldom failed. The feature of the game was the hitting of Rector and the fielding of the infield boys. “Shorty” Stallings made many sensational plays at short, some of which if missed would have caused serious trouble. The outfielders also played a good game, many times pulling down flies that might have been for two or three bases. It is hardly right to mention any one man’s featuring for they all did exceptional playing, and it was with the help of all that D. H. S. succeeded in winning. The last game of the season was played with Decatur High school and proved to be an easy victory, the game was somewhat like those of old time, hit and run, Denton did this with spirit, having made at the end of the game ten scores. The Team. McNew and Lane ....................... Catcher Fowler and McMath First Base Rector and Lane Second Base Francis and Cobb ......... _ Third Base Stallings ... ShortStop Land . . Left Field Miller and McMath Center Field Rector .. Right Field Collins, Miller and Rector Pitcher The prospect for a team this year is fine. With the old players of last year and the new ones coming this year. D. H. S’, chance for the high school pennant is good. Valunii III. THE 111!ox ■ r.n: SI In Front of An Open Fire. Attired in dressing gown and slippers. Jack Weston sat gazing into the open fireplace. It was long past his usual bedtime, and all the other occupants of the house had retired. He had become engaged that evening to a particularly attractive young lady but was not resting with the feeling that usually follows such events. It was the facts of his former life that troubled him. Before he had settled in Halset, he had been in the western country with Billy Kelmer, and together they had robbed hundreds of people. They had narrowly escaped prison several times, but finally a quarrel had separated them, and Jack Weston had come back East and was trying to make an honest living in Halset. He was thinking now of the result if Kelmer should happen to cross his path. He knew that the only chance of his former life’s being unearthed was was by Kelmer. If he only knew that Kelmer were dead, he could rest in peace. Suddenly, as he sat thus thinking, he heard a noise. Creeping to the side of the room he pulled open the drawer of a cabinet and took out a revolver. Then going into the upper hall, he peered into the darkness and saw the form of a man crouched against the wall. With cautious steps, the man began to move. Advancing to the foot of the stairs, he stopped to listen. Quietly ascending the stairs, he was almost by the side of Weston when the latter took aim. But before Weston could fire, a patch of moonlight fell upon the face of the housebreaker, and he recognized his old partner, Kelmer. Here was his chance to get Kelmer out of the way and thus destroy all possible evidence of his former life. He would not be responsible for killing a burglar in his own house. This thought was succeeded by a feeling of pity, and he cried out the name of his former friend. In an instant they had clasped hands. The night was just beginning to fade away into dawn when the front door opened and a large man wdlked down the steps. Kelmer was leaving the house never to see his friend again. He could not give up his old life: therefore, he could not be seen in the company of Weston for fear of ruining the latter’s social and business standing. The fire had burned low in the grate when the butler entered the room, Suddenly, Weston realized he had been asleep and had had a dream about his former friend. The butler came forward and handed him a piece of paper. It was a telegram telling of the death of Billy Kelmer, the day before, in W’yoming. Marcellus McRevnolds ’12. THE Hlto.vro IUU. I nlllmr I . iS’fV Grandpa's Story. One evening in the late fall, a group of boys and men sat perched around a red hot stove in “Si” Simpkin’s general store. There had been a good many yarns told and every one was waiting for another, when the door opened and in came old “Grandpa” Jones. “Grandpa” was known over the whole country for his stories about the Civil War. He had been a Confederate soldier, and it had been a great delight to him to relate old experiences. Hut at present he seemed to be in a bad humor. He filled his pipe and grumbling out a “howdy” to all, he reached over to Si and said, “Be thar any mail for me?” “Yes,” said Si. “har is a letter for you. post marked Cedarvillt, Alabama, and — ” “Wal, let me have it,” cut in Grandpa. As he glanced over the contents of the letter, his face began to take on new color, and presently he chuckled: “Wal, by all thet is great, if this don’t beat the band!” he said, “What is it?” came a chorus from the others. “Can’t ye wait ’till I git through?” he scoffed. No one said anything, and no sound was to be heard. Noticing this suspense, Grandpa became irritated. However, he began again in a few moments: “I had most fergot thet old cuss of a Bill Smith. He clar scaped my mind. Si, you ’member Bill Smith, what I tole ye erlx ut, don’t ye?” Si nodded assent as he was wont to do. “Wal, I see you young fellers want to har about Bill, so I mout as well make a yarn of it,” he said. Refilling his pipe, he settled comfortably back against a krout barrel. “ ’Way back in the spring of ’63, the Yanks hed us ergoin pretty good roun in Arkansaw. Onct they hed us in ar arful tight place, when the Capt’in called us to ’im. “‘Boys,’he yed, ‘we hev got to do sumpin’. I have been thinkin’ on a plan lik this: S’pose we put a lot uv powder under the road ’long har and have two man ter tech ’er off jest ez the Yanks corns erlong. ’ “All noddsd tsr this and wuz willin’ ter do anything ter harm them Yanks! “ ‘Now,’ sed the Capt’in, ‘who will stay ter tech her off?’ “This wuz a tickliah job, and none uv us never wanted ter take our lives in our hans. But up went Bill’s han,’en the fust thing I knowed, mine wuz retchin skywards. So fer one whole day, me and Bill hid in the bresh an’ waited. Arly the nex mornin,’we cud har em comin.’ Ez we ware well hid, the scouts passed us. In a few minutes, we could see the main army. Jest ez they got over the spot, we teched eroff. The nex minit, I tell yer it seemed thet the whole ysth wuz throwed into the air. Me an Bill started in a direction we thot wuz right. The next minet we wuz mixed up with a bunch uv excited Yanks. They didn’t take time ter rekernize us, and didn’t seem ter know what ter do; I'nl ii int I’ . 77 A' hhonco—mx SU neither did me and Bill, no more nor them. But ez soon ez possible, we tuk French leave. Ez we started ter pass a sentinel, up went a Run with the cry, ‘Show yer countersign!’ Bill ducked one way, and me the other. A loud report rung out, and zip! a bullet passed through the top uv my nat. I tell yer boys, I sho did run. an kep on till I knowed I wuz out uv danger. “Arter while I stopped ter rest and went ter sleep, an’ drempt thet a bunch of soldiers wuz hangin’ me fer a spy. Jest as they war erbout ter put the rope eroun’ my neck, I waked up. Shore nuff, thar wuz the rope, but on the tother end wuz a hoss. The cord had been throwed about my neck, together with the tree. I seen ther wuz a chance to get out uv my scrape, en slippin’ the rope off, I made a break fer liberty. By this time it wuz erbout dusk en hard to extinquish anyone at any distance. Jest ez I started to the top uv the hill, someone yelled ‘halt!’ Up went my hands ez a man stepped out from behind a tree wit a gun squar twixt my eyes. Ez he come ter me, I sho wuz glad to rek-ernize him ez Bill. He said it hed been a night en day since we parted compiny. He hed found the army and wuz actin’ ez sentinel wen he got me. I hed been asleep erbout thirty hours under the tree.” Here Grandpa gave a sigh and added these few words: ‘‘En jest to think Bill ud a thot uv me. He sez thars to be a big meetin’ down thar. and I swarn! I believe I’ll go, jest to see Bill.” ‘‘It sartinly were nice uv him ter think uv ye, warn’t it?” said Si. ‘‘Ya, tolerable,” said Grandpa. ‘ That ’minds me, back in ’67” began old man Taylor, ‘‘onctupona time—” ‘‘I raly believe it is erbout closin’ time, don’t yer all?” cut in Si. They took the hint, and in a few minutes everyone was going to his own home. That night more than one dreampt of getting hanged and failing on a stick of dynamite. Mack Hodges—’12 An Indian Legend. “The name of the place is Cedar Springs,” said Uncle Bob, as his little nieces and nephews crowded around him on a cold Christmas Eve night. ‘‘Young Deer was going away to war and had gone to tell his sweet-heart goodbye. “Come,” said he, “and wait at the cedars by the river for me after four moons.” After Young Deer had gone, Mehala, the little Indian maid, waited patiently for his return. One day Mehala, wandering through the woods, found a string of beads of young Deer’s, which she took home, and when she was lonely, waiting and watching for him, she would look at the beads and hold them to her heart: for she remembered when he left he had told her to wait patiently for him and he would come. Till-: HUOMO mi: Ynliniii YU Days and months rolled on. Winter had turned to autumn and autumn had turned to spring; the old cedars were green and beautiful now and the river was its clearest. The little birds sang their sweetest songs and the cattle, grazing in the fields, seemed to be their happiest. The butterflies sucked the honey from the flowers, and all was beautiful. Mehala was waiting by the water for Young Deer. She had taken off htr sandals and was standing near the bank, ready, when the canoe turned the bend, to go out into the water to meet her lover. Noon came and twilight came, morning came again and twilight again. And still Mehala stood waiting for Young Deer. “Why, Uncle Bob,” said Jimmy, “how long did she have to wait?” “Come with me to the spring and I will show you two little foot prints, which the legend tells is all that remains of the faithful little maiden. After every four moons the ghost of little Mehala comes back and wanders around the rock, where she had waited for the lover who never came,” Nelsine Stone—8 A. Volume I’ . rut: luioyco mi'. Stove Pipes and Rattlers. Late one afternoon in the spring of 1890 a man might have been seen slowly and laboriously plodding after a flock of sheep which were grazing along a trail in the middle western part of Texas. At regular intervals he uttered sharp commands to a dog, which evidently desired nothing more thad to mutiny At last, angered by this disbodience, the herder attempted to kick the dog, and, as a result, toppled over on his face, emitting livid expletives and other choice bits of rhetoric, he struggled to his feet and yelled: “Dam the rattlers. I’d rather be bit by one than to be bothered with these pipes.’’ Shedding two joints of stove pipe, he soon caught the dog and had revenge for all his troubles. This evidently furious herder was the son of a well-to-do eastern farmer named Mann. At home the herder had been respected, but after he came west and secured a position on the Watson ranch, the seasoned cowboys had made life miserable. He was the most credulous person to be found anywhere, and the other ranchmen had continual fun at his expense. Here is how he was persuaded to herd his flock clad in stovepipe trousers: One morning a short time before, a group of jolly cowboys set out from the home ranch of “Bar X’’ Wisdom, in search of stray cattle. Wisdom was thus known by the peculiar brand he used on all his stock. The two most riotous members of the group were known as “Alkali Bill” and “Preacher Pete.” After traveling a short distance, Bill broke out thus: “Say, Pards, have you heard about Watson’s new herder? They say he is actually so green that his dog is plum wore out trying to keep the sheep from eating him. Don’t you think we oughter kinder ramble over that way and gentle him up some. The others agreed at once, and so they turned their course toward Mann's camp. They found him not far distant and easily persuaded him to leave his flock and return with the visitors to camp and prepare them something wherewith “to feed their faces.” While they were plodding along to camp. Bill suddenly feined to see something unusual about Mann’s legs and exclaimed: “Great guns, Man! Aintthere any snakes in this neighborhood?” “Well, I should shout,” asserted Mann quietl .” Come blame near stepping on one this morning.” “Rattlers around here and you without stovepipes!” shouted Bill. “Say, pard, you sho must want to be an angel right smart,” chimed in Pete, taking hold at once of the scheme. “Stovepipe?” Mann asked, in a dazed voice. “What do I want with stovepipes?” The bunch stared at him in feigned astonisment for an instant and then Bill broke out: “D’you mean to tell us that you are out here in a sheep camp and without stovepipes?” THE nitoxeo v.n: Volume I 'll. “I’ve got stovepipe on my stove, if that’s what you mean.’’ Mann’s voice was beginning to tremble, and he asked nervously, “Say, do many people get snake-bit out here?” “Do they! Well I guess yes. ’Fore they began to use stovepipes, a herder didn’t hardly have time to get acquainted with his dog. Just to think that Watson is that stingy! Send a man here and let him risk his life just to save the price of stovepipes. It beats me. By this time camp was reached, and the hunger of the visitors was soon satisfied. Bill now returned to the subject of stovepipes and said: “Say, Pard, going to take my advice about them stovepipes?” “Blamed good mind to, if it wasn’t so far to town,” said Mann. Now the othe other boys hadn’t thought of this, and Bill had to do what, for him. was deep thinking. Finally he hit upon the following plan: “I tell you, just put your stove outside and use the pipe off of it till the camp tender comes around and make him bring you some more.” Mann looked at the boys in doubt as to their truthfulness, but they all looked as solemn as if they were at a funeral. “Well,” he said, “I reckon it won’t be very comfortable, but it will beat getting bit by a rattler.” As they left, the crowd looked back and saw Mann toddling back to his flock with the pipe on his legs. Mann never heard the last of this incident while he stayed in that vicinity, but he stuck manfully to his post till Coxey’s army came along. Then he rode into oblivion with it on a freight train which the army had captured. Raymond E. Fox 11 A. Xnhiiiit XI nil-: nno.xco mu A Soliloquy of the Man in the Moon. Indeed, poor Old Mother Earth seems to think that I have come between her and the light of the great sun, thus throwing a shadow upon her. So I shall press the electric button, dispel this illusion, and throw my light upon her. Click! click! click! Well, I declare, she smiles shyly back upon me, and how radiantly beautiful she is tonight. Her vast waters sparkle with myriads of jewels; her rivers wind through broad plains and deep valleys, like glistening silver threads. Her snow capped mountains, banked by emerald forests, send back their mellow light in acknowledgement that no insult had been offered. But what mean those two dark spots floating in the blue ether like two winged birds? Does the old earth intend to play me a trick? I shall throw those objects in line with my wireless and find out. “Hello! Hello! Which way are you sailing, Charlie?” asked the first voice. “I’ll cross the Atlantic tonight,” answers the second, “Which way you, up to the moon?” Ha! Ha! Ha! Coming to see me? Well! I cannot wait in my silver chariot; for other lands are eager for my coming, and I must bid you good bye. little bird, until your wings are stronger and you can fly higher. Click! Click! And the world is flooded with greater light. Well, indeed, it does seem that all are wanting to pay me attention tonight. That big, black dog on the stile sends his mournful howl abroad, baying at me as if he sees his own shadow reflected in my shining face. Now that is not very complimentary! Up goes a window—whiz goes a rock—and the flying, yelping cur finds his kennel for the remainder of the night. What a quiet little village is here nestled among these sloping hills, with so many beautiful forest trees that it is an ideal place for lovers. Who are that pretty pair sauntering so leisurely up that lovely avenue? They are certainly enjoying the tender light. I really did not know that I could cast Such a rosy glow upon so sweet a face as that one of Mother Earth. Now the shadow of the lilac hides them from view. I shall throw on the wireless again—only a sound of a goodnight kiss, a rapid tripping up the steps, the opening of the door, the waving of a hand, and the dazzling vision of loveliness is gone. Well, I have a more kindly feeling toward Madame Earth, and am exceedingly jolly tonight. It is a great thing to make other people happy. What an elegant home that is across the street. Here come joyously into the moonlight, six merry souls, bent on some mischief, I am sure. Oh! a serenade! That is what it means. A sound of happy laughter, a twanging of instruments, a humming of tunes are heard, and gaily they trip down the street. Stealthily they creep into the shadow of a tree under the window of a certain fair one. I throw on the wireless again: a merry little giggle, silence! Sh-! Then arises the sweet harmony of music, and even the old man in the moon feels � 4 Till-: BRONCO—mg illume XII. the witchery of the serenade. But it is not for me. The window is slightly raised, a fair hand is thrust forth, and the ground is flooded with a shower of carnations. One more song they sing, and I put my ear close to the wireless and listen to the sweet strains of “Love Me. and the World is Mine.” Now they hastily depart to find other fields of amusement. Now, my dears, I am sure you are making a great mistake. I know too well old father Grimes and his none to amiable wife. But again is heard the merry chorus of their voices. Quickly a window flies up, and a boot-jack scarcely misses the head of one of the now scattering crowd. As the sparkling water from Mother Grimes’ pitcher pours down upon them, they feel as if they have been caught in an April shower. Bow! wow! wow! and a massive dog suddenly leaps around the corner. One girl nimbly climbs the apple tree; another reaches the banister and clings to the post of the porch, while still another climbs the gate post. Two of the boys show their athletic power hy leaping a high board fence. Alas, for number three! He is seen flying up the street with the dog at his heels. They turn the corner and are lost to view. It is almost morning and the girl on the gate-post whimpers. “It is morning.” says a gruff voice, as her daddy rudely lifts her down from her perch. But there come three daddies, and it seems to me a rich joke to see them guarding their daughters home. The boys come slinking at a respectful distance in the rear. W’ell, young people, you have given the old man a hearty, jolly laugh, and I shall come again soon, and help you out to another good time. Lutie Craddock—J. I. I'iiIii 111 17 l ilt: intoxco M A Fair Chance. Guiltily, Joe Winsby glanced about, a look of mingled shame, resolution, and love in his pale face. In his room, an hour had been spent in a struggle with conflicting emotions; and now, for love of those dear to him, he had resolved to do that which would bring the flush of shame to his face whenever he considered the world’s view of his proposed action. In the struggle with himself, he was made to realize how utterly helpless may become an untrained young man when confronted with the problems of the world of hard knocks. He had tried various positions in vain. Business men did not care to conduct kindergartens, his last employer had told him with brutal frankness. A year ago he was free from care, a prosperous father solving for him the problem of money supply. The financial failure of his father was soon followed by his death, and poor Joe was the only one to rely upon. The approach of thanksgiving reminded him of how unprepared he was for the day. This condition had resulted in the resolution that had shamed him. His mother had already decided that this Thanksgiving would be the family’s most unhappy celebration of the day. There was no chance of even a small hen; and the thought of turkey was simply out of the question. Joe’s realization of these things, his conciousness of inability to “make good’’ stung his sensitive nature. The three little sisters felt that a meager dinner was in store for them on Thanksgiving day. Just as hazy to them was their childish consideration of Brother Joe’s idleness; they simply wondered why he stayed such a short time at each of the few places where he had been employed. Joe explained that “they did not give him a fair chance.’’ On Thanksgiving day chicken and turkey greeted the eyes of the children as they entered the dining room, when they really expected milk and crackers. Joe simply said: “That’s all right Mother; lets think of how good our dinnsr is today.” In reply to the three questioning faces turned to the mother, she indicated with a nod that Joe was responsible for the surprise. His answer was a smile. “How did you do it. Brother Joe?” He drank of the strong coffee his mother had prepared for him: nibbled his bread, and played with his cake, which a kind neighbor had sent over. He talked and laughed during the entire meal, causing the little sisters to wonder if he had another job. After the meal was finished, the mother observed that the chicken and turkey on his plate had been untouched. Going to his room to learn if he was ill. with hand on the door knob, she paused. She heard faintly the sound of sobbing within the room. She was never able to explain to herself the action, but she left her son alone with his . « THE BRONHO—tUtX. Volume VII. grief. Some unknown prompting, possiblity, caused her to steal softly away, although her heart ached for the son whose secret she was not to share. The belief that most men are honest was the belief of William Mannette, who made a fortune and made it honestly. He conducted a department store, too. “Give a man a fair chance,” he had said many times. He earned the name of “Fair Chance Mannette. ” It could be said of him that he practiced what he preached. When a clerk or employee of his establishment was found to be dishonest, he was not discharged. Mannette would deliver a private ecture to the offender, concluding with a stiring appeal to the dishonest one’s nature, It was rarely necessary to give a second lecture to an employee. In one instance he had positive knowledge of a violation of the law by a young man who had never been connected with his establishment, to whom he desired to be of service in the matter of straight living. The person in question stood before Mannette one morning, hat in hand, with an air of hope about him. In presenting his verbal application for employment, the young man was earnest, but confused. He had few qualifications and little experience, but a place was found for him. As he was going to the scene of his labors, the employer, alone in his office, explained to him his employment of a man who had on one occasion, at least, violated the law. The burden of his musing was indicated by the muttered words, “He is entitled to his fair chance.” The young man was observed with interest. His awkwardness was sometimes provoking, but he was intensely earnest in his application to his work. He was trustworthy in every respect, his mistakes being simply those of awkwardness and inexperience. His service lengthened into years. In time he held the most responsible position that it was possible for the firm to bestow upon an individual not a member of the firm. Mannette treated his right-hand man as a son, often inviting him to his home. It was said that he encouraged the young man’s attentions to Miss Mannette. In response to the momentous question, which was asked in time. Miss Mannette suggested: “Perhaps you would like to see Father.,, s “Yes, my son. I have regarded you in the light of a possible son-in-law. You have grown upon my affections. You have proven yourself a man, and ” The speaker paused. His memory turned to an event of years ago, as he stood in the shaddow of the house one night, looking into the darkness of his back yard. In fancy he again raised the double-barreled shot gun, and lowered it as a passing cloud that had obscured the moon, allowed a flood of silvery light to reveal the features of an intruder stealing away. He continued to muse: “A human life or the loss of a fowl or two. Dead men right no wrongs. Dead men do not reform and become good citizens.” Mannette glanced up, and gave a slight start as the presence of the man before him brought him face to face with the present. “I have been thinking of you, my boy,” the elder man said. “You have handsomely profited by my proverbial ‘fair chance,’ although I am sure you were unaware you were on trial, the greatest trial of your ezistence, for it is a trial of character. If Meta loves you, why take her, Joe. May the Lord bless both of you.” Henry McNitzky.—J. 1 Xohnm X II rut: woyro mu U7 The Belated Valentine. Most people think when they see an old man sitting in his large arm chair soberly smoking his pipe, that this man never in his life was as bad as most boys of today. The small boys are so continually told by their mothers that grandfather never did such things when he was a boy that they begin to wonder what on earth he did do. But some evening get grandfather settled down by the fire and ask him to tell you something of his childhood, and perhaps, if he is in the humor, he will tell you a story like this: When I was a boy, we had only a four month’s school, and only one teacher who taught all the children from the smallest to the largest. The school-house was about two miles from my home in a large meadow. Not far from the schoolhouse was a large pond surrounded by willows. This was where we had all our fun during noon and recess. One winter there was to be a new school teacher by the name of Samuel Jones. Long before school started, we boys determined to have some fun out of this new teacher, who had been reported very young and easy. We left the plans for having the fun until school started, and we got a look at him. At last he arrived: and we were assembled in the one spacious log room. To our joy, he was indeed very soft looking. We at once began to feel sorry for this school teacher, who had such boys to deal with, but determined to have the fun anyway. Therefore, after about the third day, when we had got settled down to work, these boys, who were to give the teacher so much trouble, they thought, that he would be willing to give up the school in two weeks, assembled down at the willow pond, and after much discussion decided to follow the plan of a twelve year old boy who seemed to be in the lead. These young culprits would probably have altered their plans somewhat if they could have seen the school teacher triumphantly smile as he passed behind the willow trees and up the hill to his boarding place. Although this young and patient school teacher, as of course most of them are. formed his method of punishment then and there, he was not destined to carry it out. For the next day when all the schoolroom was quiet, he happened to look up just as a certain twelve year old boy, whom he had heard plot against him, slyly passed a note to a little brown-eyed girl of ten. Now if this teacher had been an exception, he would have let such a thing pass for once, but he was not. He got up and walked back to where the little girl sat and asked for the note, which she gave him, as any good little girl would. The teacher walked slowly up to the front of tfie room and read: ‘D ar Mary we’re gona play a good trick on the teacher when it snows we're gona pile snow on the table. Say do you like me, I like you. You sure got pretty eyes.’ Words cannot tell the wrath of this boy. Never was he so angry before or after. Then and there he decided to have revenge. .W THE It HO If VO—1U IS Volume VII. The opportunity came soon, as it always does. On the evening of February the Fourteenth, a package in the shape of a valentine was given to him, for deliverance to his sister by this very foolish school teacher. I think if he, in turn, could have seen the boy’s triumphant smile as he graciously took the package, he would have put it into more trustworthy hands; but I suppose he thought the boy would be glad to do the school-master a favor. Now the boy knew he could not read the silly verse written on the valentine before the school and its master, however badly he wished, so something just as good must be substituted. After thinking hard all the way home, he decided nothing would be better than just causing Sis not to get it. He knew from experience it was rather annoying for a valentine or note to be disposed of by someone else rather than the one it was meant for. Therefore, when he reached home, he walked around to the barnyard, selected a soft space of ground and dug a deep hole. Then he covered up the elaborate creation which he khew the teacher had worked on for a week, and chuckled gleefully as he saw the wet dirt fall upon it. But alas, poor boy, he did not notice his little brown dog looking soberly on. That very night just as his father had said the blessieng, to the boy’s dismay, in came this ungrateful pet, carrying a soiled, damp package. In order not to go too much into detail about this painful scene, it will suffice to say that his sister, as big sisters are apt to do when little brothers cross their paths, made a great fuss about it, which ended by the poor boy’s making up a procession of two toward the woodshed. But good story tellers always leave something to the imagination of the reader.” And by the twinkle in grandfather’s eye, you will know the unfortunate one was he. Mable Kerley—10 A. Xiitinur XII rm-: IIIII)SCO no: Kalpine's Calf. Just outside Holloway, there is a beautifully shaded hill. On a certain Friday afternoon, three disgusted boys were lying on the pleasant hill side, seemingly intent on studying the landscape. However, this thing was sure; there was nothing wrong with the view. June’s bright sunlight was sifting down over fields green with the growing crops; the whole valley below was dotted with homes of prosperous houses. Nearest the hill was a pleasant looking vine-clad cottage. This was Old Kalpine’s home. The queer, bent, familiar figure herself stood at the doorway, shading her eyes with her hand as she peered anxiously down the road. Will, the quietest of the trio, turned over on his arm and leisurely surveyed the scene. His eye fell on Kalpine, and his brow wrinkled. Guess she’s looking for that old cow of her’s” he remarked. Father said she has been lost about four days and Old Kalpine’s nearly tearing up creation because she can’t find her. poor old thing!” Which, Kalpine or the cow?” queried Darry. Old Kalpine and Old Kalpine’s cow seem to worry you muchly,” said red headed Sam as he gave his shoulders that shake which always meant business. As for me, Iv’e weightier things on my mind. Honestly, boys, something has to be done. I am not going to spout Patrick Henry’s speech all day Saturday for Mr. Scrumple or anybody else; I’d rather be thrashed than speak a piece anyway.” Good for you! so w’ould I!” came from behind a sasafras bush, and a panting yonng man pushed his way through the the thicket. Oh! hello Jack! come on!” said Quiet Will. I should say so! Trust you chaps to find the only cool place there is. Jack mopped his pleasant face and turned to Sam. But what about this speaking? Surely I’m not the only offering for tomorrow? I’d like to hire a hand to kick me for ever saying ‘library.’ ” Five minutes before he might have had three hearty hands for nothing, but now they all seemed to be in the same boat. Surely misery loves company. Besides the boys were surprised. That rich, jolly Jack Henderson should give the little school a library was not surprising if one knew Jack. That Mr. Scrumple, the teacher, should snatch the chance to make a fuss was to be expected, if one knew Mr. Scrumple. That he should take Saturday for his program was abominable, but that anyone but school boys would object to his plans never entered their self-centered heads. Humm mm !” said Darry, the mimic, thoughtfully rolling over on his stomach and gravely eyeing Jack. You are strictly on the front seat, thats a fact: got to extend a few words of admonition to the younger generation and present this gift of unparalleled munificence!” he was rattling off Mr. Scrumple to the letter. The boys grinned and Henderson roared. 77 a; HHO.VCO HU:. Vulunn 17 . “No laughing matter, when it comes to the pinch.” Jack straightened up and wrinkled his pleasant face in comic dismay. “Why can’t the old fellow take the books without such a splurga? I can’t make a speech.” “The whole town will be there too.” said Darry, giving Sam a slight kick as he said it. A silence fell for a few moments over the boys. It was finally broken by Sam. who sprang to his feet saying, “there is Old Kalpine’s cow.” “And there’s a calf with her too, ” cried Will as the creature came into sight. The cow was looked over and duly criticised, then silence returned. It was Darry who broke the stillness this time by sitting up and saying: “I’ve got a plan fellows.” “Out with it,” came in a chorus from the other boys. “Well, it is this,” said Darry. “Give me liberty or give me-------calves.” Will reached across and quietly pushed him over on the grass and said, “now spit it out. you babbling idiot, what’s your notion?” Then followed a long conversation. One would suggest a plan, another would find a difficulty in it, and another would find a remedy. “Where can we keep them tonight?” asked Will. “In Blane’s barn, nobody goes there.” “Just the place, Darry, and we must take them there right away.” Thus it was in the gathering shadows, Old Bossy and Little Bossy were made comfortable for the night in Blane’s barn. The next morning at four o’clock the three boys were out with an old lantern and down to Blane’s barn. They tied the feet of Little Bossy and then started down toward the schoolhouse in a round about way, taking time about when it came to lugging the scrambling load. At last the schoolhouse was gained, and a few of the boards, that formed the underpinning of the house were taken off to get Little Bossy under. He was taken up right under Mr. Scrumple’s desk and then the muzzle was adjusted so as not to hurt Little Bossy’s soft mouth. A string was then laid from the muzzle to the outside so that one pull could free the young bovine of his muzzle. Then there was a sound of muffled hammering, and then a dusting, and the three went off laughing to themselves. By nine o’clock that morning, all was in readiness: school took up and Mr. Scrumple made his introductory speech. Jack Henderson had just begun his outburst of flowery oratory, when there was a snapping of fingers in the back of the room and Will asked permission to go outside. This was granted and the speaker was just resuming his speech, when there came a long drawn out ba-aa-aaa, just under Mr. Scrumple’s desk. Mr. Scrumple jumped fully three feet, and landed in a posture not commonly assumed by dignified schoolmasters. The demon voice came again, and again louder in volume and more terrifying each time, and then came an answering voice from down the road in the direction of Blane’s barn. In a few moments Old Bossy appeared below the window, and a form appeared in the doorway, belonging to no less than Old Kal-pine herself. “I wants my calf.” Jack stepped back. Evidently Kalpine wanted nothing with Jack. She faced the teacher with grim front. “I want my calf.” “Why! why! I haven’t your calf.” THE Hlto.xr nut. W1 Ynliiiiii I’ll. “Ye have! ye know ye have! Can’t I hear it bellow?” Jack leaned and said to Mr. Scrumple: ‘‘Don’t you think you’d better dismiss?” Mr. Scrumple faced the audience and said in a snappy way: ‘‘You are dismissed.” He threw it at them as a stone, but they went, speedily, and gleefully—all but Old Kalpine. As the four mischiefs reached the top of the hill, they turned to see what was happening. Far down below the rescue had begun. Sternly watched by Old Kalbine; Mr. Scrumple pried off boards, crawled under, and brought out Little Bossy. ‘Isn’t he paying his tax?” cooed Darry. ‘‘Why there was a calf there! You’re a nice fellow! now ain’t you? hiding a woman’s calf under your old school house for the sake of the skin! Oh, oh, I ache so,” and over and over rolled Darry, down the hill followed by the others, and catching their breath and laughing, they raced away for a swim in Black creek. Gussie Penry, Low S. THE H Ho SCO no ; Volume I 'll Autobiography of a House I select this subject because it contains a nice long word-autobiography. During my adventurous career. I have frequently come across it, generally in connection with some great animal, like Franklin, or Black Beauty. To be quite in the fashion then. I must divide my talk into three parts, the first being EARLY RECOLLECTION. When my eyes opened to the light of day, I looked upon a strange world. Swarms of my kinsmen surrounded me, some with wings and some without. An agreeable feeling of warmth made me look around lazily, and delightful odors came to me from every direction. Suddenly, I became conscious of a mountain-like animal standing over me, which I afterwards learned was a horse. This animal raised one foot high in the air and was lowering it slowly but surely down over me. Suddenly I felt a slight tremor, and almost automatically I rose into the air. This narrow escape was the beginning of my career. With some difficulty I found my way out of the stable. The first promising looking place that caught my eye was a large residence, toward which I flew at my utmost speed. As I neared the house, I tried to check my speed, but it was in vain. I struck some great iron bars, called screens, with a heavy thud. Having regained consciousness, I joined a tribe of my kinsmen in the attempt to enter the house. Finally, we found a small crevice, through which we crawled in single file. Once inside this screen, we decided to explore the house. We flew through an open door and into the kitchen, where we barely escaped the danger of alighting on a hot stove. Then we proceeded toward some cook-vessels. No sooner had we done this than a servant-girl rushed at us with a large white rag, which she flourished menacingly at us. Two of my companions suc-bumbed to this attack, but the rest of us made for the crevice and escaped. Once outside. I became more courageous and decided to continue my adventures, but my companions would not join me. I did not attempt to re-enter the dwelling, but flew to a neighboring house, which had no screens. I was very hot and tired, and so it was natural for me to hunt a cool place to rest. I crawled up the porch and under a large, cumbersome thing which another fly said was an ice box. Soon a lady in a white apron opened the ice-box and, unnoticed, I slipped through the door. For a few minutes, it was cool and pleasant in the ice-box, but presently, a decided change for the worse bjgan to take place. It grew colder and colder. My breath began to come in gasps. I dashed madly against the sides of the box until I was very weak. Fnally, the door was opened again, and, using my last bit of strength, I fell out of my prison. As flies have good constitutions. I soon regained my strength: but as I tried to rise into the air, a broom pinned me to the floor with a resounding biff! and I suddenly felt myself slipping into another world. Votvnu xii run ninyxco tun 10s LATER ADVENTURES. I came to after a while and felt stronger for my mishaps. I determined to go on a tour of inspection, hoping to complete my education by travel. First, I examined different houses and found that it was the opinion of all my kinsmen that the most friendly places were restaurants, hotels, and boarding houses. Of course, we found a welcome in the display windows, and many were the happy feasts we had on the fruit and vegetables in the grocery stores. One day I happened into a hall, and was astonished to hear that the subject for discussion was the house-fly. Thinking to put an end to the discussion, I flew straight for the speaker’s nose. I missed it. struck his eye-glasses, and bounced into the air. Returning to my task, I alighted on a great, white, smooth spot on the top of his head. It afforded me much amusement to crawl up, and toboggan down, this head, especially as he was saying the meanest things about me. This discussion caused me much concern. I wondered if what he said al)out me were true. And this leads me to the last division of my talk, which is MY PHILOSOPHY OF LIFE. I should like to be better understood. I feel impelled to speak of my nature and disposition in the hope that my enemies may understand that I cannot help being what I am. I frankly confess that I am a peculiar being, in a way, but it seems to me that other animals are just as peculiar. I am like other animals, big and little, in that I like certain kinds of food, certain kinds of companions, certain places to live, and certain kinds of work, or exercise. I am unlike other animals in that my food is not theirs, nor or my companions, work, and exercise. Now, I just enjoy eating a luscious morsel even if others do call it filth. I have friends who, others say, are as dirty as I am. I can live anywhere, but prefer unclean place and houses, although I frequently promenade around on clean plates and dishes for exercise. Like other animals. I have a mission in life. Others may desire to “leave footprints on the sands of time,’’ but I much prefer to leave fly-specks on mirrors, pictures, clean dishes, and milk pails. Man may work to get his name written in the “book of fame,” but I prefer to sign mine on the food which he eats. Then, too, I am ambitious. This great big ugly, overgrown animal called man leads armies and boasts of the thousands of his brothers he slays. I pay no attention to my brothers but kill more people in one year than the general can in his wars; and I do not boast as he does, just keep on at my work. Most animals like to be talked about. If that is the test of success, then I am the most successful of creatures. Now remember I am only a very little animal. There was a time when man was afraid of big animals; a time when the lion, tiger, elephant and snake would give him nightmares. Now he does not fear these, but the little animals and plants that I carry around on my body make him tremble. I have made him so much afraid that he barricades himself—if he is intelligent— behind screens. Nor does he stop here. He has actually organized his fellows into a company whose battle cry is: “Swat the fly.” If-this organization continues, we shall have to join our cousins, the mosquitoes, and so keep up the fight until the end. ♦ urn THE mtoarn tut: XnlllHir XII. What's in a Dream. Rap! Rap! Rap! “Girls get up! It is half past seven, and if you are going to meet that train, you’ll have to hurry.” N. V. “W-e-l-l-’u-m-in a minute.” Ten minutes later. N. V. “Well I guess there isn’t anything for it but to crawl out. Come on C—” C. “Oh thank you. I’m already up. Beat you one time, didn’t I?” N. V. “Well you surely must have thought it was Christmas morning.” C. “No, I didn’t, hut do you know I dreamed the funniest thing last night. I dreamed I was over hearing a faculty meeting in which all the poor senior girls were being discussed pro and con. I thought I had gone up to the library after school to look un thos'1 history references for Monday. As I passed the office door, I overheard the voices of our austere faculty, and as they seemed to be discussing something. I decided to listen, despite the fact that eavesdroppers seldom hea� - good of themselves. This must have been one of the ‘seldoms,’ however, for I surely heard the nicest thing about myself. “Just as I got in a position to hear well, Mr. C. said, ‘we shall discuss the Senior girls first. I have been hearing bad reports about some of them—in fact almost all of them.’ Mr, J. — ‘Who’s first?’ “Then followed a long discussion of the various misdeeds of each of the unfortunate Senior girls. I waited breathlessly, expecting every minute to hear my name called and my doom pronounced. I don’t remember much that was said about any particular girl. As each name was called some heinous crime was related in connection. “Finally, all had been discussed save myself. When my name was called, Mr. L. was very prompt to say, ‘I think I may speak for the entire faculty when I say she is the only girl who is upholding the SENIOR DIGNITY as a model to the Freshmen, Sophs and Seniors. ’ And you know, “ ‘Friday night’s dream on Saturday told Is sure to come true be it ever and ever and ever and ever so old.’ ” Carrie Tanner, ’12. I niufltr I' . 77 K HHOM'D 1H12. 107 At the Photogra On a certain afternoon, sharply at four o’clock, the “A” division of the Sophomores of ’10-’ll were chaperoned up to the photographer's to pose for an exact likenes of this named good-looking bunch. For a bad beginning the photographer readily discovered the fact that these Sophs were unusually lively and had said to himself if he got a good picture of “that gang,” his reputation w’ould be complete. This mischievous crowd (for really they were not naughty) had completely strewn the studio with pictures in an effort to find a sitting like the one they intended to look. While the photographer was preparing for the picture, some of the girls had wandered about the several rooms and found a dressing room with full “primping paraphernalia.” Myrtie collins bounded back to the waiting room and yelled1 “come into the dressing room quick, girls, just see how gracefully I have my curls arranged.” At this exclamation there was a mad rush for the door, and all tried to get to the mirror at the same time. “I’m going to get myself in readiness if nobody else gets a half glance at the mirror,” exclaimed Tommie Andrews, “for I have been told time and again I was good-looking, and I’ll live to make this picture famous.” “Oh slush Tommie, just wait till I do my hair again, and I’ll show you some good-looks won’t------?” and Vera turned round to see she had an au- dience, for the boys were peeping at the doors and windows, enjoying the whole performance. “A Pin! my kingdom for a pin!” And just as Fay Raines finished this statement. Colonel did the gallant act. for which he is noted, and supplied her wants, stating that he brought that pin purposely for her benefit. “Mollie, please to hand me that hairpin over there and hand me the comb a minute, and if you don’t mind, please---” but Lillian Crowder was inter- rupted by Mollie, who informed her some other people “were going to be in the the picture beside Lillian.” Mr. Shaw was impatiently pacing the floor, thinking possibly they would hurry, while the boys were even meditating a removal of that horrid room. But they, too, were doing their share of pompadouring hair, powdering faces, and straightening ties. These preparations of both boys and girls were broken into by a voice something like this: “You young ladies and gentlemen will please hurry—the waiting room is crowded with impatient customers.” Then the boys and girls in a chorus murmured, “He’ll get his profit from us. I’m sure he will make enough to pay for a whole day’s work and we’ve had only half an hour-” “I’m just about ready.” 77 A’ HHOXt'O .' ' Wtlnntt I’ . “Pass on me girls, how do I look?” “I'm fixed.” “Me too.” Then the haunting voice, “Come we must have the picture.” “Oh, the deuce!” They all arranged for the final snap. “Eris, you and I don’t like to be in front if we are little let’s make a move,” suggested W. T. “The two young men in the front row will please keep your seats.” “Get right down there, ‘young gentlemen’ added Jim Tom, McNitzky you’re looking swell.” “This way please—now! That’s good enough. Please-------------” hut the photographer was interupted by Homer Fry who had missed one of our number. Upon investigation, they found the missing link was Pearl McCormick, who was calmly standing before the mirror trying to find a desirable place for three prodigal hairs. Pearl was put in place and what next? James Potts had grown impatient and asked aloud, before he could check himself, “why don’t you people get quiet? I have posed a half dozen times and, Crede mihi,’ I want to look sweet.” At this he gave his tie a proper jerk and did this “stunt” several times more before his final pose. All was ready, but “Cha Choo” and Vera sneezed, Lillian giggled, and all followed suit. Colonel showed his disapproval by saying, “if you don’t get good. I’m not going to force such a good-lookingappearence again, but look my natural self.” At such an extravagant threat, they did “get good except for two or three giggles from the girls, a criticism from the photographer, and a “keep your eye on the bird from the boys. The crisis came and went, the picture was snapped. It was declared the best group picture that had ever adorned the pages of the Bronco. These gay Sophs were hurriedly escorted to the door. “Vanity, vanity all 'tis vain, Sounded the photograper’s sad refrain. Jewel R. Xillunu XI THE IIItoyro jtf § GRINDS. Owing to the fact that Mr. Collins never desired Will to become enamored with the fairer sex, he kept him well in seclusion by sending him to a Brotherhood at Fort Worth. He had succeeded in keep:ng him until ho wa8 quite a led wi hout a glimpse of a girl hut the sad occasion must come—which happened when Will was taken home for a stay. This young gallant was safely concealed from publicity until he was carefully placed in a closed carriage at Denton—and here he met his fate. Will was curiously peep'ng through the tiny space at the carriage door, when, upon seeing Miss Susan Cobb gracefully making her way down the stree', he exclaimed: “Father, father, in the name of the Kingdom, what is that I see coming down the street?” His father looked, tried to conceal his emotions and calmly replied: “That’s a goose, son But still Will was much elated over th fair damsel, and being unable to stifle his attitude longer, even at his father’s gtoss look, said: “For God’s srice, father, get me a goose!” Three little Freshmen sat down to thirl’ When then Miss Pritchett passed by, and winked. What are you at, my little men ” “Trying to study, ‘o be real gentlemen ” ‘Shall I come in?” the teacher said. “O! no! Miss Pritchett, you’ll bite off our heads.” A COME DOWN. Mies Pritchett (Illustrating a problem) —“Six hundred is the number cf miles a boat goes in one hour. Class—“Miss Anna, isn’t that rather fast0” Mias Pritchett (Freeing the six hundred)—“Yes. I guess twenty will b° better.” Miss Buster, (In La in elas '—“Gussi , you may take the next sentence, paving close attention to the tense of the verb” Gussie (Confidently)—“The verb is past tense; so it would be, -The Rhone river flew between the two terrPories. ” Ittit Mr Jackson—“Would I be a monk if I went off into the woods and lived all by myself as those old fellows used to?” Wihisper from the rear of the room— “You’d be a mon«—key.” Miss Kelsey (In History class)—“Florence. what body of wrater did the children of Israel cross?” Florence Ratcliff (Knowingly)—“The Red River.” A walking advertisement for the Nickle Store—J. T. Bayless. Mr. Payne (In Physics class)—“Dolph, d scribe ‘hide-bound.’” Dolph (Aiising to his feet amid uproar cf the class) “I don’t believe I have had the experience.” Until this day Mr Payne hasn’t caught the joke. MANICURING PARLOR. R. CLARK OWSLEY. Prop. EARL DURHAM. Asst. Specialties in the correct use of Cosmetics. Also Mr. Durham will correctly advise all gentlemen who desire matrimonial aid All young men desiring advice as to the best methods to use in wooing C. I A. girls, wo gladly refer you to Mr. Loy W. I dbet er, office adjoining Marchman’s Hamburger Stand. If Be-at(ePrice, w’ould Alfred Grant it? If Mr. Jackson were a half-ton. would Kdwin be a Ful(l)-ton If Raymond were a Fox, would Susan be a Cob(b)? Beatrice (After the shooting on Hickory street)—‘’Raymond, where was the man shot?” Raymond—“Between the depot and the square.” Miss Higgins—“Haggard, how wrouid you gather ma erial for a composition on ‘How a Cow Lies Dowm’?” Haggard (After deep and lasting mrd Ration)—“By experience” THE liltosro 1UU Vo!mm YU. 110 COMING SOON ! ! ! The world’s most famous quartette, declared by operatic people to be the best in existence. Do rot fail to hear this at High School Auditorium Monday night. RALPH J. LEW—First Tenor, A. FREDERICK EVERS—Second Tenor. MATTHEW R. GILBERT—First Bass. EARL DURHAM, Second Bass. Teacher (Wanting to know the mode, tense, etc. of “ainas”) ‘James, where is ‘amas’ found?” Bright Roy—“At the end of the sentence.” IN FUTURE YEARS. George Kerby (Gatekeeper of a Ci y park)—‘’What is it you want, Mister?” Alfred Grant—“Can 1 go through these gates into the zoo?” G. K.—“Yes, 1 suppose you can—Edwin Fulton just went through.” “Please excuse Gus for being tardy. He got up too late. MRS. EGAN.” Leo urer—“Smoking corn silks makes the hair yellow.” Stallings—“Huh! I never did smoke any corn silks.” TRY. TRY. AGAIN. If a Freshie find a lesson Ra her haid and dry, If no Senior comes to help him, Need a Freshie cry? If he’s little time to learn it, Should he stop and sigh? E’er he says, “I cannot learn it,” Ought he not to try? If a Freshie scan his lesson With a steady eye, AH its hardness he will conquer, Conquer by and by. Then, how nicely he'll repeat it. Face no all awry. Ne’er again he’ll say he cannot. But try, try, and try. Mr. Jackson— ‘On account of the behavior of these young ladis, I’ll be tempted to give the class another history test before long.” Wanted—“To know when baragin day comes at the hamburger stand on he north side.” Signed—Ned Rector, Beulah Crain, (’lark Owsley. Mr. A. (To Wynne’s father)—“What do you contemplate making out of your son?” Proud father—CWe!l,-er-1 thought of making a doctor of him. but, since I fled he’s so good at seeing after other people’s business, I have decided he shall be a lawyer.” Mr Payne (In Science class)—“Tom, if the tongue did not fill most of the mouth, what would happen?” Tom S.—“I guess you would bite your tongue.” Notice to AM Freshies—All Freshmen who desire to take lessons in matrimony will be given special attention by the Seniors in the High School Auditorium. Hours: Between 8 and 9 a. m. and 12 and 1 p m. Don’t fail to see Jimmy Tommy Bayless in his great comedy entitled, “Because he loved her so” Popular prices—ten, twenty end thirty cen s. I 'nlli ltH I 77 A’ i kO f U) in i 111 A SENIOR—Deep wisdom swelled head! Brain fever he's dead. A JCNIOR—Wert walking, tis said. Road hit him he's dead. A SOPHOMORE—Fair one loves him, hopes fled Heart broken—he’s dead. A FRESHMAN—Milk famine—not fed. Starvation—He’s dead. Mr. Bayne—M Webber, what is the mouth used for.” Webber—“That's the place where you poke your food in at.” Carriage for Sale—See Marshall Magill. Extra good carriage—if you don’t believe it —why just ask Nina McCormick. Mr. Jackson (To E:nest Bell)—“Wha vas the Curfew law?” Ernest— Oh. that was a law that William passed to get rid of the curs.” If you wan a big head apply to Clark Owsley for full particulars. Miss Fain—”i sure do hate to cook for two people, don’t you. Miss Pritchett?” Miss Pritchett—“You may be sure I do. or I would have done so long ago.” Susan C. (Before Miss Ballard’s home) —“Say, I see Mr. Payne here quite often— does he live here?” Bea H.—“No, ’he doesn’t, but ‘she’ does.” Teacher—Mention the various meters of accent. There are meters of aeeen . There are meters of tone. But the best of all meters. Is to meet her alone. r H A’ ft « % � • in rin: bronco, mu lJ£ A hi mu tie 1886 A. A. Abney..................Denton . L. Abney...............Abilene Jessie Brown ............. C. M. Burton ............ C. L. M. Crowder.............Denton Azro Coleman............... .....Druggist, Ardmore, Okla Denia Cobb, Mrs. J. Stribling, Tenn James Evans................California Texie Egan..............Clerk. Denton 1 .ula Frame ............... Lee Jackson.................. Sterling Jackson............. Etta Jones.................Mrs. Scott Mattie Nichols .............. Frank Finer................Physician, Denton Julia Finer............Mrs. John Bain Norman Frame.............W est 1 exas C. L. Sone................... J. N. Rayzor... .lAUiance Mill, Denton Ida Shreeves ................ («eorge Taylor............... Ada 'Terrill.........Mrs. E. H. Wray R. L. Tyson ................ Yirgie W illiams ...Mrs. Geo. Tabor Emma Wheeler.....................Mrs. Hawkins 1X87 Jennie Benson......Mrs. Edward Cook Susie Comegys .... Mrs. S. J. Carroll Will Collins...............W est Texas Annie Fitzgerald...............Decatur Adnie Faught................. Jessie Carroll............... Edward Hutchinson..............Houston Hermilla Hogg.....Mrs. R. M. Kelso Mada Pitman..........Mrs. Face. Okla joe Long .................. Rebecca Rich !.............. I rank Raley.......Druggist. Denton ( has. Roark......Grain Dealer. Okla J C. Roark...................Teacher Nina Thornton .................Dallas W illie O. Taylor........... .......Mrs. J. S. Terry, Denton A. E. Wilson................ 1889 Berta Inge.. Mrs. M. S. Stout, Denton Fannie Oatman...........Mrs. F. Brady Ella Kirkpatrick.......Mrs. J. Turpin W'ill Paisley...................Denton I . H. Yeaglev.................Houston Marshall Jagoe ............. Nannie Cook. Mrs. F. E. Finer, Denton I aura Oat man.....Mrs. E. I.. Brown Alice Stone................. Mary Rogers..............West I exas Lizzie Barrett ............ Mamye Carson................ 18°0 Sophia Alexander............ Edward Comegvs.......... Jainesvillc Lena Comegvs.........Mrs. Frank Lacy ()la Eads.........Mrs. T. W. Jenkins Fannie MicMurray......Teacher, Plano Minnie Faschall...............Denton Lena Ramsey........Mrs. Newt Hensley Minnie Sledge .....Mrs. J. T. Lively 1892 Sena Mounts.....Mrs. Wr. W. Wright Effie Geers.........Mrs. E. A. Ewell Walter Barrett ............. Ruth Roark.................. Celina Burris............... Walter Lacy...........R. R. Employee James Biggerstaff....Oklahoma City Eva Raley..........Mrs. W. J. McCray Piirdie Faschall. . Mrs. C. Lipscomb. Jr Pennilla Jones..................Mrs. Kirkman 1.11a McMurray.........Mrs. E. Kelly Fannie Gillespie...Mrs. J. H. Blanks Lula Finer..................Teacher. Dallas Walter Finer .............. Mattie Pitman.............Missionarv the nitoxro 101 m May Matlock.........Mrs. P. Mounts Dorothy Long.....Mrs. E. Y. Parker 1893 L. H. Schweer.......Banker, Denton Edward McGintie..........Cotton Puyer Robert Sledge.......Merchant, Denton James Terrill....Physician. Galveston Anna Boyd.................. Lucille Ashby.......Mrs. Dick Wilson Daisy Kimbrough .Mrs. Wf. ). Taylor .Anna Edwards.......Mrs. Shackleford Myrtle Bateman.................Dallas Jmnie Egan....................Teacher Marie Kirkpatrick .....Mrs. Jasper Arcena Burris ............ 1894 Grade added—No graduates. 1895 Mattie Egan.........Mrs. R. B. Farris Leonora Jones.......Mrs. Minnerlv May me Paschall .......... ..............Mrs. W. J. Stovall 18% Kate Anderson.......Mrs. I. II. Mounts Andrew T. Baker ........... Mattie Eads......Milliner, California Nettie Egan ............Stenographer. Maud Gibson......Mrs. Eugene Ross Annie May Grafton......Mrs. Tucker Mav Harris ............ Elbe Jones..............Mrs. Beeman Emma Lively......................Mrs. Hughstton Fanny Massey........Mrs. A. Terrill Maud McKenzie. . . .Mrs Pete Mullins Evelyn McCook..........Mrs. John Eads Della Piner......Mrs. Willis Simmon Keydron Randall.........Mrs. Anderson Jennie Smith .............. John W’hayne.....Traveling Salesman I ee Zuniwalt.................Lawyer. Denton Anna Preuss.............Mrs. Marty Ford Witherspoon... Chickasha. ()kla Arnethia Turpin............Mrs. Cole (.rare Yeagley......Stenographer C has. Kimbr ugh....... ...Teacher Iiene Ferguson... .............Denton Will Langley.. . . Veterinary Surgeon Volume VII. ( '. C. McNiel....Traveling Salesman W|. D. (). Warren....Civil Engineer Anna 11. Fain...............Teacher R. E. McCormick.............El Paso Abney Ivey..................Denton 1 ertha Copenhagen..............Mrs. Huber 1900 Emma Elliott .............. Mollie Turner...................Mrs. Winn Georgia Oatman.......Mrs. McCormick Lari S. Cobb .............. i ouella Hann. .. .Mrs. L. K. McGaffee Florence Elsie W arren...... ...............Teacher, S. C. Mattie Louise Leipse...Mrs LaLonde Eugenia Chinn...................Mrs. Ross Cornelia J. Pitman ........ Redilla Smith.....Mrs. Walter Davis Claudia Potter....Physician, Temple W . C. McGintie...............Dallas (.race Bayless................Denton 1901 Guy Witherspoon................Grain Dealer Maud Matlock. . Mrs. F. Wjatson, Okla Glenn McCullar...................Ft. Worth Perla W heeler............Mrs. Spear W. T. Evers.........Merchant. Denton Myrtle Ivey..........Mrs. J. W. Hall 1902 Grade added—Xo graduates. 1903 Elizabeth Hogue.................Mrs. Busev Bessie Edwards.......Teacher, Dallas (iretna Cobb. ...... . .Teacher, Denton Blanche Hoskins......Teacher, Denton W ill H. Francis. .. Lawyer. Ft. W orth Silas Fry............Physician. X. Y. Geo. M. Hopkins......Lawyer, Denton 1904 Robt. McBride.....Student, Galveston O. P. Poe, Jr.................Denton Mary Lee Carithers. . Mrs. M. P. Kelly Susan Sleight........Mrs. J. L. Sipes Eva McXitzky...........Mrs. Baldwin Pene'-a Withers......Mrs. Robt. Knox Helen Potter.................Teacher Norma Smith...................Denton I iitunir i'll THE miOKCO Ml: 116 Irma .Smith.......Mrs. C. L. Davis Edna McCormick..............Teacher Virgie May Leipse......Stenographer Jna Lake....................Teacher Cletus McReynolds ........ 1905 Anna Bacon.............Mrs. Thomas Grace Chinn...............Mrs. Carl Elder Mattie Cqllins....Teacher, Denton Lucille Leers... . Mrs. A. I . McKinney Claud Mrnter......Banker, Ft. Worth Tom Harrison............W est Texas Johnnie Mae Stroud...........Denton Esther W hittaker... Mrs. John Mohler Libert Scroggins.....Civil Engineer C. Witherspoon, Grain Dealer, Denton l'XX Lucille W ilson..................San Antonio Ella Mae Underwood, Teacher, Denton Harold Moore................Longview C;ara Crowder...............Teacher, Denton Maggie Robinson.. Mrs. John Johnson Jessie Lane.....................Mrs. Womack Lay Doty..........Mrs. S. A. Dowdell Carroll (Garrison...........(garland I iessie Carlisle.............Denton Ernest Bates...................Civil Engineer Marjorie Ballard.....Teacher, Denton Horace Witherspoon......Grain Dealer l‘ 07 Ellen Smith..................Teacher Everett Bass.. .Pharmacist, Galveston (_ harm Mc.Viel.... ........Teacher Ruth Bates.......MrJftjohn Blanchard Holland Neely. ... P. (). Clerk. Denton Mary Williams ....Teacher, Denton Esther Magill. . . Mrs. Earl McCormick Ina Fritz....................Teacher Wylie Bishop................Ranchman Mabel Hogue........Mrs. WI (). Bishop W ill Gregg. ... Ranch Owner, Denton Pattv Richards n, Mrs. Peyton Wingo Zac Thomason.................Teacher t amohell Duggan..............Dallas Ashbourne Cowan- P. O. Clerk. Dallas l'� 0K Irene Powell.....Teacher. Lewisville Lorena Bates....................Mrs. Smyth Slella Freeman......Teacher, Denton Pansy Ellis.........T eacher, Denton Eugene Berry..........Student, U. T. Mattie Lane.........Mrs. Will Street irma Lee.....................Teacher Nannie Thomason..............Teacher Mattie Lee Underwood....... ..............Teacher, Denton Grace Carlise.......Teacher, Denton Ffhe Masters........Music Teacher W i 1 lie Wroten....Mrs. J. P. Kidd Mary Barb.......................Mrs. Elliott Eugene Tanner.......Student, U. T. 11 ma Arendall.............Tennessee 1909 Lula Evers......................Denton Homer Bruce............Student, U. T. Blanche Thomason........... ...........Teacher, Pilot Point Tom Rector...........Draftsman, Dallas Clark Brown.............Student, U. T. Stella ( hvsley.................Denton Katherine Bass. .. .Teacher, Lewisville Sybil Aldridge, Teacher, Dalhart. Tex. Lola Parker......Clerk. Wjichita Falls Marjorie Cowan..................Denton Eugene Ballard.......Draftsman, Dallas Pearl Malian............Student, U. T. I red Harris..........Salesman. Dallas Bernice Skinner............ Odessa Swindell................Teacher Bertie Davis...................Teacher Mary Williams........Mrs. W. Harris Marie Hester.......Mrs. Claude Doty Mellissa Smith.................Teacher I inda May....................Teacher. Denton Valentine Leach.................Clerk. Denton Emma Schmitz........Mrs. Tom Floyd Robt. Beck.........................New Mexico 1910 Rexford Anderson... Student. A. M. Rosamond Andrews........... ...........Student, N. T. S. X. Sidney Bates............... ......Student. Purdue D..(Tnd. Altha Ball.....................Teacher no THE HRV SCO Ml Volume I ' . Bessie l!all.......Mrs. Olin Bridges J. C. Hell....Student, Baylor, Dallas James Brown..................Tailor, Denton Kula Bates.......Student, X. T. S. X. Alvin Bush... Exchange Bank, Denton Grace Beyett.................Teacher (.1 rover Campbell...Jeweler, Denton Myrtle Brown..........Student, U. T. Edward Cobb.................McKinney Bessie Bruce.................Teacher Lloyd Garrison........Student, C. T. Mary Fox.....................Teacher George Goode.............Xew Mexico Emma Belle Lipscomb Student, U. T lrl Hicks....................Teacher Gertrude McReynolds Student, C. 1. A. James Inge....................Dallas Altha Owens......Student, X. T. S. X. Libert Xaugle................Teacher Emma Robinson... Mrs. Jno. McCrary Fred Rayzor.....Alliance .Milling Co Elizabeth Storrie. .. .Student, C. I. A. Maud Zunnvalt....Teacher, Roanoke John Hauslein.........Student, U. T Areta McCormick...............Denton 1011 F.lsie Doty......Student. X. T. S. X . C lem Bierce...........Clerk, Denton Katie Dyer...........Student, C. I. A. Basil Mahan............Clerk, Denton Letitia Bayless. .. .Student, X. T. S. X. 1 erren Lyon.........banner, Denton Bennie Smith.........Ideal Restaurant Mattie McMath. .Student, X. T. S. X. Charlie Francis.........Student, U. 1. Erma Forrester........Farmer, Denton Margaret Butler..Student, X. T. S. X. Dorothy Stroud. ..Student, X. T. S. X. May Bell Hill... .Student X. T. S. X. W illie May.......Student, X. T. S. X. Ella May Brashears ......... Ethel Allen..........Student, C. I. A. ()lga Steimnan. .. .Student, X. T. S. Is . Jerry Fowler...............Student, U. T. Alden Miller. .. .Clerk, Oklahoma City Clyta Elms........Student, X. T. S. X'. Roland McXiel. .. .Student X. T. S. X. Hibbard Masters. . Bookkeeper. Taylor Garrett George... .Student. Tulane I'. Flise McCormick.............. ........Music Teacher, Denton Edward Steger...Am. Express. Dallas Ruby Myers......................Denton Kearie Berry...................Farmer. Denton Ruby Strickland......Student, C. 1. A. dker The FinalExams. CKjnXtS X d,T«iy An Honorable Record for More Than a Quarter of a Century RESOURCES OVER $600,000.00 Accounts of Students Respectfully Solicited Exchange National Bank A. J. NANCE, Pres. J. R. CHRISTAL, V.-Pres. J. C. COIT, Cashier Denton, Texas AWARDED 17 FIRST PREMIUMS PEACEMAKER ALLIANCE MILLING CO. DEATON, TEX. , II PEACE MAKER � t NU - M PREMIUM ■ I ll� HIGH f AT ENT I M mi J HIGH ABOVE All other flour on the market the Peacemaker brand floats serenely. Its quality and results acclaim its pre-eminent success as a bread and cake maker. The housekeeper who prides herself on her baking must use “PEACEMAKER” FLOUR. Alliance Milling Co. Denton, Texas This Store is spoken of as the store where they carry the nicest goods. Especially is this true when it comes to wearables for young people. We study their tastes and look after their wants in a way that has made our store the popular shopping place with young people. Of particular mention is our shoes as we always have the newest styles plus fit and wear. Our ready-to-wear department is always attractive to the young ladies. We show the smart, snappy styles in young men’s and boy’s clothing. Howard A Foster shoes for voting men Kdwin Clapp shoes for young men. Cogau shoes for boys. Sophmore suits for younjr men. Stein-Bloch suits for younjr men. Hercules suits for boys. All the little detail fixings that are of the same classy character of merchandise that has built this store’s reputation. THE WIEEEXMS STOKE Pennants and College Novelties The Lone Star Marble Works C. S. MoMrtth Co., Props. Marble and Granite Monuments, Headstones, Ete. Old Phone ‘iOli The cheapest and best place in North Texas to purchase a Monument Mcrriam shoos for girls. Selby shoes for young ladies. Wichert and (iarduer shoes for young ladies. Q C.We aj e sole agents for the following w ll known lines, because the manufacturers of high grade goods seek high grade representation. Slota Wcroickc Hook Cases Ostermoor Mattresses, White Sewing Machines. “ART” Wall Paper. W hite Mountain and Gibson Refrigerators. Fulton and Loyd Go-Carts. Ghi-Namel. Varnish and Stains. Locks and Sewing Machines Repaired Keys made to Fit Locks. Rugs, Art Squares, Lace Curtains. Draperies and Curtain Goods. Prices Lower Than You Can Get Elsewhere. Magill Shepard Furniture and Undertaking W cst Side of the Square Both Phones 14W n COLE the Up-to-date PHOTOGRAPHER Everything neir in Photo Kodak Finishing for the trade. Over Beyett's North Side Sq. CUT FLOWERS Trees Plants Seeds C itiiloii'iic Free BAKER BROS. Ft. Worth, . Texas Taylor Brothers Public Ginning, Buys and Sells Cotton. Also handle the best grade of Domestic Coals, and we keep on hand the genuine Davis Big Van Piedmont Smithing Coal. NEW MAJESTIC THEATRE “Tl You Get Your Money's Worth Here The best of Music and up-to-date photoplays. Program changed every day. Performances at 3 and 7 p. m. Admission 10c. Come and spend a pleasant and instructive hour with us. CHOOSE YOUR SHOPPING PLACE CAREFULLY .lust because this is Leap year is no reason whybody should do the jumping stunt in shopping without a careful look. You may not need what you want but you should always want what you need—the real things., the dependable, money saving merchandise. I'he longer you look and investigate, the deeper will that brain path lead you to this store. ()ur various departments are brimming over with new things that are exactly seasonable. W. B. McCLURKAN COMPANY Printing of the First Class McNITZKY PRINTING WM. II. .McNITZKY. Prop. 25 S. Elm St. Old Phone 27S You Must Stop When you are passing our Display Rooms and look at some of the Spring weight Fabrics that will suit the taste of ‘'Elegante”. If you are one of the great line forming to be fitted in Spring Clothes inspect our lines. A suit fitted by us will stamp you as a chap of refinement, as our fabrics are exclusive and our work artistic. Hamilton Yeatts Pallors for the Chaps. Know Your Home Town Roys and girls we want you to be interested in Denton and in the good things that we are trying to bring here. Never fail to give your “Home Town” a “Boost” to your friends from other places. You are the men and women of to-morrow. Start right and you will always be on the right side. Ask Us to Help You. Chamber of Commerce George J. Roark, Secretary. or j th£ Electric City Engraving Co. B U F FALO. N.Y. W£ MADE THE ENGRAVINGS FOR THIS BOOK. WOODSON PRINTING COMPANY COMMERCIAL PRINTERS ___________ ______________ WE DO IT RIGHT Masonic Temple DENTON, TEXAS Phones 89 Hoping Success to the Bronco and a loner and useful life to the teachers and students of the £ • 31 £. is the sincere wish of THE FAIR . . S. TFAill ) Prop. A Wise Philosopher once wrote in a famous essay: “If a man can preach a better sermon, write a better book or make a batter mouse-trap than his neighbor, the world will make a beaten path to his door.” This principle, we believe, applied to our business, accounts for its steady, healthful growth, for the line of regular customers that know and follow the well beaten path that leads to our store. Have You Learned This- Route? If not we extend you a cordial invitation to look us up and the earlier you do this, the earlier you will realize the full purchasing power of the money you spend for table supplies. A trial order will convince you. LONG KING Phone 44 Phone 44 High School Students Have had much to do with the success of this store for which we are indeed grateful. We solicit a continuance of their patronage and pledge ourselves anew to furnish them the kind of goods they want when they want them and always reasonably priced. We Are Especially Anxious That You Inspect Our Present Stock of Seasonable Merchandise. Jarrell-Evans Dry Goods Co. S. A. Bayless — .1 1‘i ml of— Fruit Trees, Shade Trees, Etc. Prices Reasonable. Satisfaction Guaranteed. Mail orders Solicited. I Give Prompt Attention. Denton, Texas. South Myrtle St. FIRST NATIONAL BANK DENTON, TEXAS Capital $50,000. Surplus $50,000. II. . AOHASOA, Prevalent. A. I). TURNER, I Ire-Pre . L. II. SCHWEER, i!n l Vire-Pre«. 11. E SCHWEER, Cashier. 1 [JACK CHRISTAL. •'ir, : hvwmim ,• . We Want Your Buggy and Carriage Trade.” We handle a line of Buggies and Carriages that has been sold in your town for more than Eighteen Years. If they are not a good line we would not have had the success, which we have in selling them. You will find every up-to-date style in the ENTERPRISE LINE, the grade is good and the price is right. Come in and let us show you. FARMERS IMPLEMENT VEHICLE COMPANY C. E. FOWLER, Manager. Denton Steam Laundry Phones 8 Walk Over to Wilson-Hann Co. and Ask to see our WALK-OVER SHOES RECORD CHRONICLE M. L. Martin, A. B. M. D. Daily and Weekly Practice limited to Diseases of Eve lS iir iVo.se Th rout Subscribe for the Daily —40c per month —Daily Telegraph service. Office at Haley’s Drug Store Crain Merc. Co. Weekly $1.00 per year. Shoes Hosiery 'COCC- Shirts hats Printing Ties Etc. Our prices are always right Engraving 1 111 | | 1 Mil Xort i Siilt Square III II MEET ME LIPSCOMB’S Samples and Estimated Gladly given at the office. South Klin Street. Drug Store for CoUl Drinks and Both Phones 64 DRUGS High School Students Meet me at “Palace of Sweets” i). c. s wry doll, PmV. West Side SqM Denton, Texas New Phone 71 Old Phone til DOCTOR ELI BUYHER Office Red Barn. Both Phones 35. The West Side Barber Shop When in need of Barber Work call in and see us. We have first class Barbers, Also Artesian Baths. M. WOOD9 l rojy, Denton, Tex. R. H. GARRISON The Druggist and Bookseller 22 WEST SIDE OF SQUARE PHONE 79. FREE DELIVERY. For All Kinds of MUSIC and Music Supplies Go to ARTHUR PALMER'S P. J .BEYETT For Fine Confections of All Kinds. Ice Cream and Cold Drinks. Retail and Wholesale North Side S(j. Denton, Tex. Whe You Think of PHOTOS, Always Think of DEANE The New Photographer FROM DALLAS. All the latest in PHOTOGRAPHY. Remember if you have beauty, we take it, if you have none we make it. See those new SEPIAS. DEANE PHOTOGRAPHER. South West Corner of Square. D. H. S. Students You are invited to inspect our line of Boys’ and Girls’ SHOES and Boys’Tailor Made CLOTHING. Beyett's Shoe Store BOTH PHONES. DENTON, TEXAS. nor Aim ur a m an ounce or brain is worth USfc YOUR HtAD! A TON OF MUSCLE Determination to develop your mental capacity at the expense of little money, time and perhaps trouble now, will make you an easy victor in the struggle for existence. '1 his is the school for heads and hands. DRAUGHONS BUSINESS COLLEGE. G. E. SWOK, Mgr. Both Phones. Denton. Texas. DENTON LIGHT FLAKY I LUngComPM Biscuits MADE FROM “Verabest” Flour are good for that morn- DENTON.TEX AS.' '■ ATUUfTA 1.4 | ing grouch. .. ihJSME n J — Denton Milling Company VACATION TIME acation without a KODAK is not as full as it might he. A person who takes his KODAK when he takes his vacation has more fun than the fellow who don’t, and has his picture to to prove it. This summer you are going somewhere. Now a pointer for you:- 'lake a KODAK with you, it will round out the joy of your summer’s outing, and at the summers end you can live it over again with your friends in the pictures you have made. - o. l-, Folding Pocket KODAK Special Rapid Rectilinear Kens. Rail hearing shutter. Picture 21- 41-4. Slips easily into the grip. I ric'c «S ‘3.00. O. M. CURTIS, Druggist Jeweler. The Respect Given a Man is generally measured by the style of his clothes. Some Clothing brings greater respect, some less. The m in who has the wisdom to make his selection here, is accorded the full measure. It shows he has an eye for style and finish, and considerable thought for quality. Come in and look at these Suitings. A. L. T«bor A1 Son GO TO FLINT’S For Cigars, Cold Drinks and Short Orders of all kinds. Courteous treatment to everyone Near Depot Denton, Texas Your Druggist No demand for drugs is too trifling to receive our most careful attention. Our perfect service is for everybody who trades here. j. A. MINNIS Prescription Druggist Hast Side of Square . H. Hardin Company Sell Lumber and Building material They will appreciate an opportunity to serve yon New Phone Old Phone Ideal Restaurant H. t:. SMITH, Prop, Fresh Bread. Game and Fish in season. Regular Meals 2nc. Short Orders a Specialty Old Phone 23 New Phone 24- S. A. nCSHHY COACTOJhf For High Grade Brick and concrete work New Phone 931 W. J. McCRA Y Horologist Special attention given to Cpronoineters, Chronographs, Ftc. . 1 ssisf (' In Mr. (r. S. ('a m nltell, (I nutir fe in Iforohn t W. . . McCRA Y JEWELER South Side S 4. If You Are i’f Doing your drug store trading here you certainly are not getting the best service that your money will purchase. Then something that money cannot purchase, that is willing'ii ss and eagerness to serve every customer in the way that will please that customer best. What we want is for everybody to come in and see how we do business. See for yourself why . . F. ttA.L,EY is. CO. is the Fastest growing drug store in Texas. J. W. JAGO, Abstracter of Land Titles, Farm Loans. Uenton, Texas. S .4 irs STUDIO 18 West Side Square. For Nice Single and Double Rigs Call LEE MURPHY LIVERY BARN. Phones 152. USE: EVERS' DEPENDABLE HARDWARE ESTAB- LISHED 1885 STOVES KNIVES RAZORS SCISSORS DISHES WIRE ROPE Fox Brothers Co. F o r (I Automobiles Or Anything Carried In an llp-to-date Hardware and Implement Store Fox Brothers Co. Southwest Corner Square Denton, Texas Shackaniaxon Worsted Wooley’s Latest Importations Lob’s Priestly Cravanetted Mohairs We carry at all times the latest creations in Woolen Suitings, as well as the finest of Staples. Our Swiss Dry Cleaning is not duplicated anywhere We Make and Repair Hats and Clothing Boylan Company Cutters, Tailors and Cleaners 21 N. Court Sq. “19 YEARS IN DENTON” Old Phone 40—New 13 SEE________ Brownlow Strickland ABOUT Y()lTR Dray Work and Household Moving We are Prompt and Careful . . (r. Hester . . T. linker 0UR_MgTrp: “Honest Dealings” We are headquarters for the best Chops, Hay, Cotton Seed Meal, “I)enco” and Wood of all kiuda Graham Flour and Custom Ground Meal a Specialty Arkansas Milling Company W. A . Taliaferro Sporting Goods, Iticycles, Sewing Mneliines Satisfaction Guaranteed North Side Square New Phone 922 Denton, Texas keys Made for any and ali Locks • • • Umbrellas Covered and Repaired - • • T. B. Porter FOR Sanitary Plumbing and First Class Tin Work If Price, Quality and Workmanship Counts, He Can Satisfy You Denton County National Bank Capital and Surplus §70,000.00 W. 15. MeCI.CRKAN, President .F. L. BLEWBTT, Vice-President B. II. DEAYENPORT, Cashier K. -M. BARNS, Ass t. Cashier Denton, T e x ji s AO i156490