Dothan High School - Gargoyle Yearbook (Dothan, AL)

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Senior Class Poem sages At last, we reach the realm of joy and peaceg No more to brave the storms of Freshman Days, N o more as Sophs to raise vain hopes which cease When once a Soph assumes a J unior's ways. The years that once seemed long to the class Will be but a memory soon 5 The long-short years will soon be past As a watch on a night in June. The road seemed narrow, bare and bleak, More rough than a storm at sea: But, now we've reached the highest peak And the way seems smooth indeed. Soon we'll long for your stately Walls, Our rooms, our desk or chair, ' We'll long to wander down your halls, We'l1 dream of good times there. And now, at last, we must depart From you, Old School, so dear! We leave you now, with sinking hearts, Departing brings a tear. WILLIAM STEELE, '25

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'BRIBIE TRIMMEIL' ' Scientific 4 Gamma Sigma 'Thy modesty is a candle to thy merit. F' -. ' 4 ,. 5 fr Q- ' . ,.-X. 'A ' 'LINA 'rR1MMELi ekinny Scientific ,. . Bennett .. Tfmid',piver, 'bold' ne15e13. ' 3 V ' -s I - ETHEL'USSERY Pe15i! - ' ' Y Claesical ' Gamma Sigmajlv' , Vice-President Gamma Sigmas '2fi3 Assistant Librarian '25g 'Assistant Edi tor Gargoyle '25. , Who Mixed nreiieonevith pleasure, Wisdom' 'with ini'rt'h. ' x ' .H MARYWARD General Philomathic Assistant- Librarian '25. uiftfuli, Holi, nature, free to'trust. iiiuthfdl -find falmost gteojnly just. I. 1. A 7 ROBERT WILLIAMS Classical ' Ciceronian Society Debater '25, - -- A 'man's a man for af than '

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M 'F , -X ' .1 Y .J Historq of the Class of '25 eggs Tonight, I find myself in a box in a theatre, and on the stage I see a procession of the history of the Class of 1925 enter. To the observer, there is nothing more remarkable or extraordinary about this procession than about those that have gone before, but to me it is an illustrious cara- van. Who knows, but what great actors, artists, historians, dramatists and teachers are on the stage? . The first part of the procession is a crowd of smiling-faced little boys and girls, entering the Iirst grade in 1915. Next, I see a group of children, in the third grade, standing around the staircase at school. They are whispering and something in their man- ner betokens awe and respect. Why should it not, for was it not up these steps that the fourth grade marched daily, and in that grade did not one use big geographies and big arithmetics? Some children of the fourth grade proudly exhibit the Blue Ribbons pinned on their coats by the Principal because they were the winners in an arithmetic table contest. They feel again the zeal, the love and spirit of contests as the fifth grade of Howell School marches to combat with the fifth grade at Rose Hill in a spelling match. They also feel the disappointment when, in the seventh grade, they are told that they are about to receive certificates in- stead of diplomas. The scene shifts to Dothan High School in which they are enrolled in 1921. What a day it was! Some come alone, others in cars, and many are supported by the presence of fond mother or proud dad. I smile as I regard the faces of the boys and girls just before they en- ter the eighth grade. Then, the smile vanishes as I perceive the confusion and embarrassment in which the Freshmen learn that in the minds of the upper classmen they are Freshies, Rats, and Green. But, all in all, the death of one of the most beloved members of the class, Mary Wil- liams, eclipses all the other sorrows and tribulations. In the Sophomore year, I witness the organization of the six literary societies and the adaptation of the Sophomore to high school life. They are bold and fun loving. In the Junior year, they help in the production of the Sootzus and the Gargoyle. They enter whole-heartedly in all school activities, with the Prince Chap as the stellar event. Senior! what joy that word brings, for it is in this year that they are able to do their best for Old Dothan High. In issuing the Sootzus and the Gargoyle, and taking the lead in everything, they endeavor to set an example that their sister classes shall be glad to follow. Their efforts, small though they are, are diverted toward student self-government. As the last ones in the procession file off the stage, I cry, Backward, turn backward, Oh! Time, in thy flight.