El Reno High School - Boomer Yearbook (El Reno, OK)

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THE FACULTY (With «apologies to Henry W. Longfellow.) From the northward came a warrior Dressed In many colored feathers. ' Tall and slender as a heron. Like Shoshungah, King of fishes. Charles the mighty, Charles the master Of the mysteries of Physics Of the hidden things of nature And the picture drawing—aft. From his footsteps fled the Freshmen Fled the Sophomores and Juniors. But the Seniors, brave and warlike, Waited for this mighty warrior. Waited with their clubs of credits With their tomahawks of satire With their arrow-heads of wit And their bows of many smiles. But the brave one, Charles the mighty Working with a hand of cunning From a corn-cob cut the centre Plucked a reed from out the river Made a peace pipe like a farmer’s. Then he called the frightened Freshmen, Called the Sophomores and the Juniors, Made a treaty with the Seniors, Smoked the peace pipe with them all. Then he ruled o’er these his people, Ruled with well—appointed teachers, Placed an old chief o’er the Freshmen Wise with years and many travels. One who taught his wards of speaking. Of the eloquence of the ancients Taught them writing, picture speaking Made them orators and scribes. O'er the Sophomores, the riotous—, Placed one who knew their habits Knew their treachery and quarrelling. Young in years but wise in actions. Teaching with a truth so gentle That they named her in their language For the talker of the forest Awaneka. (K«aty-did). With the Juniors as their teacher, One he gave them who could answer In the tongues of many nations One who’d been a master teacher To his people, but descended From the hostile tribe of Kansas. Him they named because of wisdom, Koshkeyunahska. (Der alt Mann). Still remained a goodly number With no master with no teacher; They who delved for hidden knowledge, In the mysteries of buying, Of selling and exchanging Things they never really handled; Learning writing hieroglyphics Which of course they couldn’t read. As a teacher of these queer ones, For these chasers of the dollar, Charles the Mighty placed a Chieftain. One who knew the art of writing Words as fast as they are spoken: Master of machines for writing, And of business forms and customs. Him the Warriors named in speaking Wahpaueto, Edna B. As a helper to this ruler, One of stately form and manner: If not wise he surely looked it, Wondress fast in writing shorthand One who rose from these same people, Therefore knew their ways of thinking. Him they named, for well they loved him, Xdaihfah, (Bes)t of all. —Joe Shell, ’09. 11

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PROLOGUE. Should you ask me whence these stories Whence these legends and traditions I should answer, I should tell you From the class of many talents From the tribe of pretty sooners From the minds of brilliant Juniors. Nearing fast the year of wisdom And the passing of exams. Should you ask me whence they heard them Who the poets, who the writers, Then this answer I should give you With a wink and dawning smile In the magazines and papers In the almanacs and others. And the bards were Mr. Springtime Mr. Thoughtful and old Ditto. 10

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MISS THELMA HUSE, the Seniors' Mascot. Daughter of Cosy Artman-Huse, a former member of the Class of 1908. 12