Denton High School - Bronco Yearbook (Denton, TX)

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 FRESHMEN Directly above, you perceive the inspiring pans (see mug ' map. and phiz” in any standard dictionary) of our youngest and most verdant members. Upon their sturdy Hartschaffnerandmarxes will some day rest the responsibility of being smart and knowing it. They refresh our slang, liven our lives, and try our patience. In chapel they always laugh uproariously at every speaker’s jokes, no matter how pointless, and never fail to vote on both sides of any question that is put to the student approval, thereby establishing their absolute impartiality. They are one hundred per cent strong on School Spirit, because they have not yet been bored to death on the subject. Their opinion is never asked, but it is always readily, yea. joyously, given, free gratis for nothing. Ah. well.

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SOPHOMORE A Sophomore is a hard subject for mental dissection, for he has neither the sublime ignorance of the Freshman, the blase indifference of the Junior, nor the insufferable self-satisfaction of the Senior. He is a tough subject. I had as soon describe the symptoms of a goldfish with nervous prostration Looking back on my own career as a Sophomore for inspiration I find that at that stage my mind seems to have been a complete blank. (In fact. I seem to recollect several people mentioning that very fact, at the time.) Having no information on this important subject myself. I refer you to any person who has never been a Sophomore, and therefore knows everything there is to know about one

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THE OLD APPLESAUCE The late Geo. Washington used to make a great show of the fact that he had never told a lie and gotten caught at it. But sometimes 1 shudder to think what High School would be like if we ran on this let Geo. do it plan. Take chapel, for instance. If everybody spoke no applesauce, it would sound about like this: Mr. Calhoun: I am very sorry to have with us this morning Dr. Epson J. Blah, who will speak to you. I am sure you will find his talk absolutely uninteresting. Dr. Blah will now address you. Dr. Blah: I have addressed a great number of high schools, but undoubt- edly, Mr. Calhoun, these young people seem to be the worst lotta dumb Isaacs I ever saw. Now I am going to tell you about my experience in the wilds of Erudite. The natives, who speak nothing but their native Tonsilitis, were very savage and unfriendly— Voices from the rear: Probably they’d heard you lecture before. . . . Oh. take a walk. . . . Etc. It would never do. Personally I like chapel. It is so placidly unvarying, so restful. I always know what I am expecting to hear when I go, and never yet have I been disappointed. If I went to chapel and failed to hear Mr. Calhoun remark that this is a democratic institution, and here around the family fireside we observe J. Gould's overcoat weeping crocodile tears, or something like that—if I failed to hear those remarks in chapel. I would feel frisked, undeniably frisked. Now the time approaches when we graduate. Already the Seniors are preparing to flood their most remotely removed relatives with little cards bearing the hopeful inscription. Your presents expected. In return they expect red polka dot neckties. Soon will come the graduation exercises. And the graduation sermon. 1 may be mistaken, but I think I have a very fair idea of what that will be like. The speaker always exhorts the student to cease his childish ways and take a serious view of his life. A moment later he will say. Ah! I wish I were a child and free of all care and worry.” This seems inconsistent, but let it pass. And the speaker will urge us to be successes. But what is success? The speaker may say—they often do—that if we are a Success we will have more money. So that is success. . . . Here in America success is measured in money. Who is our national hero, who is held up as the perfect example of success to young America? Frost? Barrymore? Sargent? Henry Ford, financial giant, business Titan, and mental pigmy. Kant says that success means neither whether you failed nor succeeded, but whether you tried. The question will bear thought. A. E.