Denton High School - Bronco Yearbook (Denton, TX)

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,, ,... . E f x' ' 1 - ' 11 -Ig A' Q lag I ' '7 '! I X lil Finally, I come to a sanitarium. As we enter I notice that everything is run in perfect order. There is an air of calmness with all of the suffering. I see Myrtle Oliver, the head nurse, busily attending the wounded soldiers. She is loved and respected by all. In her they place their hopes for the future. CAttired in a blue-striped gingham dress, white apron and cap, with a cross on her sleeve and two on her cap, Myrtle Oliver walks across the stage. She carries some bandages and a large peroxide bottle marked hair tonic. In the course of the evening she notices Willie Sherrod, who is suffering from a severe headache, and the nurse applies her wares at once.D I would like to stay longer, but my guide reminds me that our time is limited. I We pass on. I hear the swishing of water, I see the lowering of the gang-plank. The orders are given in a voice which sounds familiar, however, I can not place it. At this instant I see Captain Lloyd O'Dell on deck. His crew is strictly obedient, his orders being attended with alacrity. CLl0yd swaggers in, verily a sea captain from his head to his feet- sailor 's cap, blue serge coat, lighter blue trousers with a white stripe. As he enters he calls out, '4Gangway, ye lubbers ! D In accents loud and demanding, I distinctly hear, Votes for Women! Turning, I see a band of suffragettes approaching with determined tread. One trait is common to all-loyalty to their leader, Eula Price. CEula enters with quite a militant air. She is dressed in a strictly mannish costume and derby, and carries a hatchet in one hand, while in the other she bears a red placard on which is printed in glaring white letters, VOTES FOR WIMMIN. D A shadow passes over the earth. I look up, expecting to see an eclipse of the sun. Instead, I see an airship descending. I note the skill of the driver in looping the loops. The aviator steps out, and as he turns his face in my direction I recognize one of our old D. H. S. football warriors-Tom Fox. CTom loops the loop by describing a figure 8 on the stage. He is attired in his football headgear, sweater, tan kahki trousers, tan leggings, and gogglesj We hurry on, for it is growing late. There is only one more member of the class. Where is he? Ah! in the distance XI see a figure approaching with precise and dignified mien. His air is one of exceptional learning. He looks neither to the right nor to the left. Olf course it is Abney May. We all ex- pected him to be a great scholar. In his hand he carries his favorite volume- Homer. CAbney, dressed in the cap and gown of the college student, bows to the audience. He fondly carries his pet Homer on his left arm..J IllIIIllllllllllllllllllllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlIIllIIlllIIIIIllIIllIIlIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllllIlIIIIIIIIIIIIlIIIIIIIIIIIlIIIIIIIIIIIIllIIIllllllllIllllllIlllIIlllIllllllllllIlllllllllllIlllIlllIlllllllllllllllllllllllll Page Tvrentyifom' TH E BR ON 0 0 Volume XI llIllIllllllIllllllllllllllllllllllIlllillllllll IIIIIII I IIIII IIOI I II IIII Illlllll IIIIIIlIIllIIIIIIIIIIllIIIIIIIIIIIlIIIIIIIllIIIIIIIIIIIIllIIllllIIIIIllIlllllIIlIIllIllllllllIllIllllllllIllllllllllllllllllIIIIlllllllllllllllllllll

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