Fort Scott High School - Yearbook (Fort Scott, KS)

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20 THIC CRIMSON stlllltlii CLASS HISTORY. One of our prominent present-day authors. in a recent book has named what, in his opinion, are the Thirteen Truly Cireat Things in l.ife. Among them he mentions Dreams, Occupation and Knowledge. Vfe, young as we are, have experienced some Truly Great Things of l.ife. Four years ago we left the shoals and steered our frail barks into a broader and more open sea. Wye began our hard climb to the ridge of the foot-hills -if edueationgwe entered High School. The upper classmen greeted us en- thusiastically, but what did we care? Little did they think that their jeers of scorn and condescension might be inter- preted as shouts of joy and welcome at the advent of such a class. VVe were Freshmen, ignorant and in- nocent, but we had our Dreams- Dreams of what the next four years might bring us. The only really im- portant event of that year was the win- ning of the track meet against Central -a mere foreboding of future athletic prowess. Almost before we knew it we were Sophomores. Here we had our first taste of what real Occupation is. Our time was fully taken up with battling against that great warrior Caesar, as portrayed by Shakespere, XVest and Caesar himself. VVe also met the dragon Geometry, and slew him. Nor was the social life of the class forgotten. The first class party was given on Halloween. Not until this great event Was over, did our lives again pursue the even tenor of their Way. VVhat if we did change our minds about it frequently? Vllhat if the upper class- men did laugh at our enthusiasm? FV- eryone had a good time and that alone was necessary. Time flies indeed. Here we were xliuniors, and it seemed but yesterday that, green and unsophisticated Fresh- ies, we climbed those creaking stair steps to that old assembly hall. Again we were doomed to accustom ourselves to new quarters. VVC Were cruelly torn up by the roots from the old soil and replanted in Convention Hall. No more could we loiter about those corridors! No more could Vlfashington and Caesar smile down upon us from those walls! No more could We enjoy our- selves around that old reading tablel It is but another proof of our great courage and fortitude that we have en- dured it so philosophically. Things really began to happen now. lVe were upper classmen, we were be- ginning to be looked up to as superiors with something like awe, and more than this, we were attaining Knowledge. Of course, we had learned before this but a supply really large enough to be no- ticed was until now denied us. VVe were having more Occupation, it is true,

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THE CRIMSON 19 ROWENA SATTERLEE. Drink to me only with thine eyes. -fonson. Giddy, giggling, girlish, gayg Smiling, whiling time away. ALBERT PIOTROVVSKI. I am no orator as Brutus is but just a plain blunt man. -Slmlcespeare. Great things are in this head of mine, To be fished out by Father Time. MARIE WOOD. O, could you view the melody of every grace and the music of her face. -Lofuelafe. l can sing: l can sing Like a bird on the wing.

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' THE CRIMSON 21 but it was bearing bountiful fruit. Four of the live contestants in the literary contest were from our class. Several from our ranks also made an excellent showing in the preliminaries. After Christmas, our interest cen- tered chieily on the class play. The cast worked hard and faithfully and the result fully justified the time and ex- ertion spent. lt was grand, and Solo- mon in all his glory, could not compare with a single one of the cast. We will always have cause to feel proud of them. As soon as the excitement over this subsided, we began making prepara- tions for the reception to the Seniors. just as everything which this class has a hand in, there was not a flaw in it. The Fates apparently did not approve of the day we had set and seemed to call 'gYe winds, ye rain-storms, ye thun- der-clouds, come forth and rage as ye have never raged before. They obeyed the summons but, in spite of them all, we carried out our plans and received the name of being royal en- tertainers. With a class picnic as farewell, we stepped from the Plane of Junior down into the Senior world. We were now proprietors df the Crimson, a sacred behest from the Class of 1912. We have put forth our most valiant efforts and have published the best ever. All events of this year will always stand out prominently in our memory: the hike on a beautiful Saturday after- noon in Autumn, the supper, the re- turn by moonlight with balls and bat, rifle, kodak and dirty skillet. And, oh! the pride of our whole High School ca- reers, the School for Scandal. And Commencement, Class Day and all the festivities connected with them. These will always remain the brightest and most beloved pictures on memory's walls. We entered with our Dreams- and has H. S. come up to those Dreams and expectations? Yes, and even exceeded them. We are leaving with all the Knowledge we could pos- sibly obtain. And we still have our Dreams-now of the 'pastg of four of the happiest and most delightful years of our whole lives. Can any class presume to compare itself with this one? Can anything equal our triumphs and accomplish- ments? We have produced more and greater debaters, orators, musicians, athletes and theatrical genuises than any of our predecessors. We always have stood and always will stand loyal to our dear old F. S. H. S., proudly waving its Crimson with our own beloved navy and white. Often in our school lives, there have been things, which to Na- poleon would have been a VVaterloo or even greater, but with characteristic strength and courage we have pushed aside all obstacles, trodden down all difficulties, until, a Caesar indeed, each can truly say !'Veni, Vidi, Vici. KA. P. H. 'I3.j Mr. Lovan Cin Chemistry ll Class! Merle, tell us all about Boraxf' Merle fafter thinking a minute!- VVell, it is used in cooking. When Mr. Lovan handed back some Chemistry papers, Fred Parrish said: Does a check mark mean that it is O. K., or does it mean that it is cor- rect?', Judging from the exclamations that issued through the transom of room 3 one day last term a person might think that F. S. H. S. was offering a course which no other high school can boast of. The exclamations were there: Next! Next! Next! Next! Nextl' Next! Next! We will let you guess what this new course is.