Gainesville High School - Hurricane Yearbook (Gainesville, FL)

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Class of '14 Class Colors, Green and White. Motto. Hit what you aim at. Class flower, Easter Lily. GFFICERS MARY FI.1+:w'r:I.l,icx C C C C C C C C C C C MAMI14: FI-xcsi-xx CCCC CC EV.-x H12sTE1t C CCCC C CC ANNA BLAIR THox1soNC CCC LUCILIQ D.-xCosTA C. CC .C Florence Hunger Hattie Baird Ruth Dreher Lucile DaCosta Sarah Dawkins CLASS ROLL Mamie Fagan Belva Floyd Mary Flewellen Lucia Harman Eva Hester Josie Johnson CC C CPresident. C C C . Vice-President. C CC Secretary. C C C C Treasurer. CCC Class Poet. Ruth Jernigan Hazel Larmon Edith Naftzger Anna Blair Thomson XVade Geiger

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Junior Class History What is so rare as a junior boy? We the merry, happyego-lucky juniors, boarded our train of thirteen oxen three long years ago, bound for the junior class. As may be imagined, we had a long and tiresome journey over the innumerable stones such as Zoology, Algebra and Latin, that seemed to us as large as the Rocky Mountains. Our motto, Hit what you aim at, is the only thing that has kept us from sinking back, back to our starting point-the Freshman Class. If we couldn't hit what we aimed at, at first, we kept on aiming till we did hit it. Poor Juniorsg how we have been treated this term -always getting the worst of everything. When we arrived at the junior station, we were placed in the room with the Seniors. Horrors! NVe couldn't stand to show off our ignorance before this learned class, and we moved into the library. There we stayed until another room could be made ready for us. Next we moved to our new room and were allowed to stay in it for a few hours, when here come the Freshy Bug Class, demanding our shelter, and our disposition being the sweeter, we moved for the last time this term into the dear little laboratory where we have spent many happy hours. Our class, composed of fifteen girls and one boy, is as fine class as has ever graced the Gainesville High School. In it are: Florence Bunger, The Irish woman straight from Corkg' Hattie Baird, That All-day Smilerg' Sarah Dawkins, A second Byran for Speeches, Ruth Jernigan, Roosterg Hazel Larmon, The Studi- ous, Belva Floyd, johnny Ba Anna Blair Thomson, Smarty, Lucia Harman, The Squaw, Eva Hester, Goodieg Ruth Dreher, Touchyg Josie Johnson, Kinky, Lucile DaCosta, The Regular, Edith Naftz- ger, Midget Mary Flewellen, The Meekf' Mamie Fagan, The Monkeyf' and Wade Geiger, Our Pet. Such studious children, The best class in High School, Such discoverersj' and other braggy re- marks have reached our ears concerning us. What a wonder we are not conceited. Our class has made itself famous by discovering perpetual motion-Belva Floyd's tongue. Can we juniors ever forget what fun it was to hear Mr. Fryer ask us questions, then tell tts to Explain our figgersf' VVe have such a bright class that it is needless to try to select the smartest among the girls, but the boy is exceedingly talented in Geometry, as everyone would think should they hear him explain, That tangunts drawn to a circle from a point without are equal. As Juniors, we have made splendid progress in our work. In other words, we have Lived to Learn. NVhen we leave for the Senior station, we sincerely hope we will put away childish things, and be able to act as Dignified Seniors ought to act-even it it will be a task. -Nlyxtlte liextaxx. Class HlSll!l'lt1ll.