Gatesville High School - Crescent Yearbook (Gatesville, TX)

Text from Pages 1 - 128 of the 1914 volume:

JOHN T. POST Hardware, Builders Hardware, Hunihin Goods, Queensware and Tinsware. x c c� coooooo STEEL STAR W I M) MILLS FIRST (LASS TIN SHOP IN (’ONNKCTION J. M. PREWITT COMPANY WA TCHES, DIAMONDS, JEWELRY, CUT GLASS, CHINA, STATIONERY Repairing, a Specialtp ,1. T. Brown Barber Shop For First ( lass Work NORTH SIDE SQl'AkE We Solicit the Patronage of High School Students WIIAT IS SUCCESS? “He has achieved success who has lived well, laughed often and loved much; who has gained the respect of intelligent men and the love of little children, who has fulfilled his niche and accomplished his task; who has left the world better than he found it, whether by an improved poppy, a perfect poem or a rescued soul; who has never lacked appreciation of earth’s beauty or failed to express it; who has always looked for the best in others and given the best he had: whose life was an inspiration; whose memory a benediction ” Guaranty State Hank Trust Company UATESYIIJLE, TEXAS We Will Appreciate Your Business (i to (lit L V R I C T II E A T lv E To enjoy an hour of amusement. A nice, clean place with plenty of music PROGRAM ( II VN(ii:i) DAILY W. A. HOLT CO., Waco, Texas ...Exclusive Dealers in .. Kodaks, Sporting Goods, Base Ball, Foot Ball, Basket Ball and Track Supplies Hooks Magazines Headquarters for Everything in Hooks And School Supplies or Every Description .1. S. Torbett Always Open Candies Fruits GENTS’ FI RNISIIINGS l RV GOODS. CLOTHING BOOTS AND SHOES W. A. Schley Co. (intcsvillc, Texas Not the CHEAPEST but the BKST for the Money TKAPK AT City Drug Store Brown Gordon I We Will Appreciate your Trade The Famous Car People buy it for what it does. That’s why the FORD is servant of thousands. It holds the world’s record lor all sound dependability and is the lightest. the strongest and most economical car on the market. Costs less to keep it up—less to run it. Have two car loads in stock. Price of liunabout............. Price of Five Passenger Car S58P.00 in Gatesville, and we can teach you how to run it and give full instructions Have the largest stock of various priced Buggies to be found in central Texas. Will sell you one as cheap as you can buy from anybody and when in town come and let us prove this assertion. Have everything that is needed on the farm in the wagon and implement line. We want your trade and will do our host to please you H. P. Sadler Company GATESVILLE,..................................TEXAS R. M. Arnold Drugs and Jewelry THE REXALL STORE Gatesville, - - Texas The Shriber Grocery Company LEADERS IN FANCY GROCERIES Exclusive Agencies for Bour's Tens, Richelieu Canned Goods and Schottens Bucket Coffee Bread, Pies and Cakes a Specialty The Home of Pure Foods! BUY THE CLASSY YELLOW PACKAGE King's Fru-Nut Chocolates For American Queens, the University Favorite Insist That You Have Kings Candies Till; HOME OF Styleplus SI7.00 Clothes N N I) A L K () V K i S II () K S We guarantee every STYLEPLUS SUIT to give thorough satisfaction. If it should fail, bring it back and we will replace the Suit or else give you your money back. We run no risk in making this guarantee. For the STYLEPLUS SUIT is the BEST SUIT ON EARTH FOR THE MONEY, and is guaranteed to us by the largest clothing manufacturers in the world. WALK OVER SHOES for men have more style in them this year than ever before, and there isn’t a man hereabouts who won't welcome the chance to buy such a well known shoe as the WALKOVER. All of the late styles are shown here. Watch our show windows. Come to see us. r mi RACKET STORE ItY RON I.KAIRI). Proprietor Bigham Hardware Furniture Co. HOUSE FURNISHERS The Quality is There Before the Price is Applied J D. BROWN, Sr. F. W. BROWN Brown Cattle Company We have on hand at all times a herd of High Grade Milch Cows at Reasonable Prices voooooc See Our Cows Before You Bug C. L. Johnson Son WE ARK 11 0 M K IH IM)KRS .1. I). RROWN, Manager (iatesville, Texas J. II. IIAIIV. I’resident (i. W. ROYALTY. Vice-President A. R. WILLIAMS. Cashier LKAKK AYRKS. Ass't. Cashier First National Hank Capital aud Surplus 8150,000.00 (■ATKSYILLK, TKXAS Safe, Strong and Conservative Wm. Cameron Co., Inc. QUALITY HIGH L UMBER PRICES LO W SPECIAL MILL WORK BRICK, LIME; CEMENT HOTEL GALVEZ Galveston, Texas In Everg Wav a Great Hotel Under Management of David Lauber Private Dining Rooms for Banquets. Magnificent Ball Room for Dancing Parties PRICES MODERATE “ Keep the Business in ” There is a decided advantage in buying your store equipment from a Home Institution. Let us help you plan and show you why you should use MAILANDER Show Cases and Fixtures. THE MAILANDER CO., WACO. TEXAS M ASK Till: WOMAN WHO USES PURITY FLOUR M A A 1) 1) E E 1 N “PURITY I LOUR” In color cream white. In quality—Simple goodness. 1 N Merely the wheat, its overcoat taKen off, the inside sifted thru silk and packed i.i a fresh clean bag. Its (, Ready for you. ; A A T Scientific Simplicity best Describes our T E Process of Milling E S s V 1 “PURITY FLOUR” V 1 L L L L E TIIE GATESYILLE ROLLER MILLS E ;..M.CARi:i’ nuos. AM) COMPANY T II E l� E () V L E ’ S S T 0 K E Homo of the Dorothy Dodd Shoes for Ladies and Crosse tt Shoes for Men Makes Life’s Walk Easy Exclusive Agents for the Celebrated A If ml Benjamin Clothing for Men. Made In V Y. Do not Forget that in our Grocery Department we Carry Everything (iood to Eat and the Price is .Inst a Little Less Do Not Fail to Visit our Store when in Town Shopping GATESVILLE, TEXAS COURT HOUSE FOREWORD We. the Seniors of nineteen fourteen, realizing our responsibility and privilege in making this Annual representative of the very best in our High School life and its activities, and striving earnestly to accomplish this, now submit it unto you with the hope that it will meet with your approval. MISS MILDRED WATKINS Dedication To the wise leader, the faithful worker, and the true friend. Mildred Rosa Watkins as an expression of our highest esteem, this volume is affectionately dedicated. 18 THE CRESCENT Vol. Ill OFFICERS AM) TRUSTEES HOARD OF TRI STEFS B. B. GARRETT R. E. POWELL DR. E. B. BAKER LEAKE AYRES J. P. KENDRICK W. R. PARKS 0. K LOVE JOY OFFICERS LEAKE AYRES DR. E. B. BAKER R. E. POWELL J. P. KENDRICK President Vice-President . Secretary Treasurer 1914 THE CRESCENT 19 CONTENTS Advertisements .... Announcement 1-12: 103-1 IB 13 Editor's Note 15 Dedication 17 Officers and Trustees 18 Editorial Staff 21 Faculty 24-25 Seniors .... .. 27-38 Juniors 39-40 Sophomores 47-50 Freshman 51-55 Sub-Freshman .... Societies 56-58 59-68 Athletics 69-79 Agriculture . 81-85 86-87 Social 88 Miscellaneous — 89-102 THE CRESCENT Vo . Ill 20 Personnel of Kriitorial Staff LESLIE SADLER VERA SAMS LOUISE SADLER ETHEL EDDINS CARRIE BROWN KITTIE RICHARDSON ROBERT BROWN dan McClellan HENRY STRAW .......... Editor-in-Chief ........ Assistant Editor Social Editor Art Editor Assistant Art Editor Jester Editor Athletic Editor .... Business Manager Assistant Business Manager � v 26 THE CRE SCENT Vol. Ill ROBERT BROWN Athletic Ed. Crescent 14. Mgr. Football and Basket Ball Team ’14. Pres. Senior Class. Pres. K. L. S. Fall Term. KITT1E RICHARDSON Jester Ed. Crescent ’14. Sec’y- C. L. S. Mid Term. CARRIE BROWN Ass’t. Art Ed. Crescent ’14. C. L. S. LESLIE SADLER Ed.-in-Chief Crescent ’14. Pres. Athletic Ass’n. Pres. C. L. S. Fall Term. EDITH RABY Basket Ball. C. L. S. dan McClellan Business Mgr. Crescent 14. Captain Base Ball and Foot Ball '14. Pres. C. L. S. LOUISE SADLER Social Ed. Crescent 14. Sec'y. Senior Class. Sec'y. C. L. S. VIRGIL MEHARG Foot Ball '14. C. L. S. ETHEL EDDINS Art Ed. Crescent '14. V. P. Senior Class C. L. S. HENRY STRAW Ass t. Business Mgr. Crescent 14. President K. L S. VERA SAMS Ass’t. Ed.-in-Chief Crescent '14. Sec'y--Treas. Senior Class. Sec'y. K. L. S. HAL CALDWELL Football and Basket Ball. K. L. S. BOBBIE CAMPBELL Tennis Club. K. L. S. TRUMAN BIGHAM Foot Bill and Tennis Club. Pres. C. L. S. Mid Term. WINNIE STOCKBURGER Basket Bill ’11 K L. S. 30 THE C RE SC E NT Vol. Ill Our Seniors Leslie, you have made a rep. By doing what you can. By being honest, true and sound. By being just a man. A musician fine. Edith surely is The better part she ll play. Whenever she by chance may be November. June or May. “Whatever 1 do, I do it well.’ Is Ethel’s motto, true; And when she says she’ll do a thing. She'll wait and see it thru. In every way that one can tell. Kittie counts and that full well; In every deed, and word, and prayer. That counts for something, Kittie’s there. Vera strives to do her best In the dear old G. H. S; And does she always do her part? We quickly answer yes. Truman, first of all he's true. Then he’s leader of the Senior crew; Be the questions great or small. He gets them well and gets them all. 0! Dan we love you truly. We hate to give you up, And in our dear old memory. I lift this brimming cup. When out of dear old Gatesville, Henry shall wend his way. Still in our hearts he’ll linger. And there forever stay. 1914 THE CRESCENT 31 Our Seniors (CONTINUED) I’ll tell you bout Miss Winnie, The part she always plays. She plays the part of keeping quiet For she knows it always pays. Carrie loves her fellows But that’s not all hy far; She's made herself a record. Her name no one can mar. Bobbie, a friend to every one. And truly did her part. Although I fear she’ll leave us soon. She'll linger in each heart. Of Louise, now we must declare That hy her worthy life, To any man who has a chance. She’ll be the dearest wife. Now Hal's our greatest center. He played in every game, Although he’s slow as Christmas. He gets there just the same. Virgil, you’re a worker. We truly must admit; We know you’re going higher, We re sure you’ll never quit. Old Rob, thou art a hero. You’re all a million’s worth. Although you’re true and steady. You’re always full of mirth. 32 THE C RE SC ENT Vol. Ill “Seven Stages of Life” You little babe with face so bright. You live without a thought hut right. There’s something in your face so sweet That seems to make your joy complete. Then your baby days have gone. You’re a boy. big and strong. You wistful watch the big boys play. And hope to do their tricks some day. Then with well filled school hag you appear. All of your fun is gone you fear. You’re in the school room closed so tight.— And all pretty things are out of sight. You long to be free in the open air. Where you can run and rip and tear. And go to the woods and fish and swim. And chase the squirrel from limb to limb. But soon your boyish fun is gone. And you learn the lessons hard and long. And end your school days. Now is the time You turn your steps to another clime. But this is the age of lovers you know. So your love you must see before you go. A brave soldier you must promise to be. And fame you’ll win in the distant sea. You’re a soldier, brave and bad and bold. With a wicked heart and a godless soul. You’re seeking something brave to do. How dangerous—matters not to you. But you soon tire of this life so bad. You think of tne happier times you’ve had. And of the hope so far away. And resolve to return without delay. You come back home and settle down. And spend you life in the little town. You help make laws and keep down strife. You change- and live a better life. You are getting older day by day, And need spectacles to see your way. You do not care for fashion and style. You watch the others with a ncd and smile. 1914 THE CRESCENT 33 But as you approach your journey’s end. And look back at the good and bad blend. You feel like you have not reached your aim. But you did your best and are not to blame. You cannot see why you once loved strife. And squandered the best years of your life, You are wiser now than you used to be. When you started out o’er the wide wild sea. You think of the things you used to do. When you chased the squirrel and the rabbit too. But while you are thinking of days gone by, Death snatches you up, and hurries on by. -D. R. Me. Senior Class of 1914 Four years ago we started as green little Freshmen but we are proud to wear the dignified name of Seniors. We feel that we have accomplished much for ourselves and our High School, for we have profited by the Seniors that have gone before. We now look on life with beaming faces. College courses lie open for some of us and other callings to the remainder. The noble little fifteen should indeed make fifteen bright spots in the great world which lies out before them. Each one of us realizes that he has just begun to fill his place in life, and we give to the old “Hi School” the credit. The picture of the dear old Hi School will be firmly stamped on the mind of every Senior, as an impetus to greater things in life. It is our honor to be the first class to establish the ‘Honor System.’ We feel that we have done a great service to the school in that all the large colleges of the United States have found it beneficial. By this system each and every pupil is put on his honor to see that the school rights are not trampled. The Seniors adopted this and one or two of the lower classes did likewise and the spirit has been taken up by the whole school to a certain degree. 34 Vol. Ill THE C RE SC ENT A Senior’s Thoughts A Senior sat thinking late into the night: The stars were shining and all was bright; My lessons were hard and as yet to be learned While the heart of this Senior for a time did yearn. My mind had wandered to my freshman year When life was rosy and empty of fear; When hard exams to be in ink Were things of the future on which to think. From the first to the second year 1 thought Of the joys that lessons and society had brought. Still my heart with longing akin to pain Was earnestly wishing to be a Soph again. Then the third year which had been starry and bright With an eagerness to do and say the right Came back to my mind in the gladdest array And 1 sighed again for a Junior day. Alas for a Senior and his unhappy lot Which seems exactly to be what it is not: For not until you are about to finish your stay Will you realize the value of a happy school day. Mr. Dabney s smile is brighter you know Than the sun’s rosy gleam across the snow. And my heart is sad and my eyes are filled with tears. When years have passed I’ll remember it still. The others I love in my own simple way And will think of them all at the close of the day. Each classmate I honor and have wished to be A kinder friend than they thought me to be. In later years when I am growing old. Each memory of school will return twofold: When the nights are long and gone is rest. I’ll muse again of school days at the G. H. S. —A Senior of 1914. 1914 THE CRESCENT 35 Subtraction by Elimination Five and ten Seniors coming thru the door “Lizer slammed it shut leaving ten and four. Ten and four Seniors drinking their “tee; “Danny drank too much and left but ten and three. Ten and three Seniors in honor system crew; “Leslie looked behind him and made it ten and two. Ten and two Seniors, brighter than the sun; “Cooter” flunked in math, and left but ten and one. Ten and one Seniors, moving toward the end; “Robert spread his sails, and then there were but ten. Ten smarty Seniors, standing in a line; “Hal spoke to Ted-that left us now but nine. Nine sleepy Seniors, feeling like Heaven; “Virgil stared at Ethel, and left us only seven. Seven little Seniors with their ’Rithmetics; •Bobbie swallowed the kilogram and then there were but six. Six despairing Seniors, trying to revive; “Henry” dropped his ‘ freshments and made us now but hve. Five struggling Seniors, getting very sore; Along comes a big exam and “Vera is no more. Four fussy Seniors, using their “chamois; “Ethel swallowed hers, and left us now but three. Three worthy Seniors, ’bout to get blue; “Kittie had her picture “tuk and left us only two. Two worthy Seniors, ’specting lots of fun; “Winnie” caught the spring disease and made the number one. One earnest Senior with his work well done. “Truman” got his “dip and now you can’t find one. The Seniors The Seniors, they’re a wise old set. With fame they’re all aglow. They’ve won with wisdom, wit, and brawn— And Dough They’re wise as wise we must admit. Their wisdom comes in lumps. They’re preachers, reachers, doctors too— And Chumps. O. they parade into the hall. With motto, “Never fail They strive to win, and go to school— And Jail. And they’re the bosses in the hall. They’re at the class pow-wow. And ponder, weigh, and argue there— The How But we must love our Seniors, dear. Their work they surely choose. They come from every class of men— And Jews. —T. C. B. 36 THE CRESCENT Vol. Ill A Mysterious Hing In ten minutes the starting bell would ring and the big airship was to make its journey across the Atlantic. Below in the street, a big black auto rolled up, and a girl alighted. She was of medium height, and from beneath her fashionable hat, could be seen her dark, wavy hair and her laughing brown eyes. She was Earline White of Paris, France, for which city she was now bound. As she was about to step on board, a great man. who had been watching all the passengers, looked at her as if surprised, then, as if by accident, knocked her bag from her hand, but quickly recovering it and handing it to her said politely, I beg your pardon, Miss! You should not go today, but it is too late now to turn back, take this ring and give it to the first Arab chief you meet on your way.” And with this he turned and disappeared in the crowd. Earline, wondering, hid the magic ring in her dress, and leaned over the side of the ship to watch the harbor below. Suddenly she turned away from the rail and tried to walk, but finding she could not, her brown eyes sent an imploring glance for assitance toward a young man standing near, with this he stepped forward and with a hasty introduction he led her to a place of safety and was soon freely conversing with her. Jack Harrel was well dressed, with commanding gray eyes and dark hair, but with all his boyish ways he had just turned thirty. Late in the afternoon, as Earline was telling Jack about the ring the stranger had given her, a sharp pistol report rang out suddenly, causing much excitement among the passengers. On investigation they found that the look-out had been shot, but another look-out was ordered aloft and all was well until another shot rang out and this look-out was found dead. Some of the men armed themselves and went aloft to watch and see who was doing all this shooting and creating all this excitement. The remainder sought their rooms, but Jack haunted by something, sat smoking, until he was aroused by loud running, and fighting. Looking up he saw his own men fighting for life, with many horrid looking men. who carried long, black knives, and were slaying the white men at every chance. He at once hastened to their assistance but was stopped by a woman screaming. Running over to her he found that it was Earline White almost frightened to death. ‘is there much danger?” she asked. “Yes” he answered quickly and was gone. For a few moments the fighting continued then Jack heard steps coming toward him and rough voices talking in loud tones. “This way! the woman is back here.” They burst into the cabinet, as they entered a flash of fire and a loud report came and a great tall Arab fell dead on the floor. All this time Jack was wondering why they did not make an attempt to stab him, though he was caught and hurled to the floor. A large Arab entered and carried him away unconscious. Earline made a quick dash from her room, but was stopped by a tall Arab chief. “You stay in here. I am commander now,” he said. “Oh! perhaps you are the man I am looking for,” she said, and with that she handed him the mysterious ring which he took with a broad grin answering, “You are safe young lady, but I am afraid I cannot help your friend.” Earline turned and saw her friends fighting for their lives. Thier strength was almost gone and many fell exhausted. The great Arab’s heart was softened at this scene. He told Earline that they had got what they wanted. So he promised to land them safely in France. It proved that the ring was the sacred ring of the Arabs and that the man who gave the ring to Earline was a man who won the confidence of the Arabs and stole this ring. He after-uard discovered that the Arabs were out looking for it and became alarmed. He found out that this young lady was going to France by air and he knew that the Arabs were out in their air crafts This man at the same time was trying to get even with a fellow crook who did him a dirty trick and this very man was Jack Thus he got in two licks at once and accomplished his purpose of harming Jack and getting the ring safely back to the Arabs. 1914 THE CRESCENT 37 The Deserted Homestead In the mist of a solitary wood in a small and dark niche of a steep hillside, an old and forgotten house lies hidden—a solemn testimonal of generations past. The hingeless gate and the rotten remains of a fence, strongly corroborate this testimony of desertion. Gnarled oaks and sighing pines obliterate all view of the house from the now seldom used highway, at the same time casting a deep and gloomy shade over the uninhabited roof. Here and there a scarlet blossom gains a victory over the unmolested weeds, blooming forth as a remainder of what has l� een. All around looks forth the “yesterday ’ of the old homestead, when laughing voices of children and the joyous barking of the dogs, broke the deep silence, and when flowers bloomed and all was full of the “hustle of life. The old rotted wood of which the house consists, rests tranquilly on rough stone pillars. Destructive rains and howling winds glory in the work accomplished. Decaying shutters swing back and forth on broken hinges. Inside the worm eaten walls, the creaking floor, the swaying stairway, all bear witness to the results of these overpowering forces. The shade of interwinging trees of ages past deepens under the lowering roof. Dirt-dobbers buzz unmolested, where once even dust was forbidden. What a mute testimony of solitude is this decaying and forgotten house! Just behind the rotted house crouches the ancient milk-house, now almost obliterated from view by snaky bushes, and clinging vines. The hard stone on the floor, as though angry at the interruption, sends back the noise of a foot-fall with vehemence. Wasps and buzzing bees, lazily, drowsily, sip the water from troughs where clear water cooled formerly the atmosphere. A weed-grown path, on the side of which troughs linger, leads from this into a shady rocky nook of the hillside. What a vision of natural beauty rests our eyes! In the mist of a a fern covered rock, the hand of nature has carved a basin. Clear drops bubble into this, and and overflowing, trickle down among the ferns of the rock, into the troughs. Humming birds and buzzing bees find a favorit retreat in this choice nook. Yet even in their solitude of the old homestead, we find the finger of time carving “yesterday upon the rocks. The troughs unable to bear their burden of water, slowly deposit it along the way. Thus the old homestead is already beginning to occupy a place among the deserted of yesterday. By the law of nature this old must give way to the new. This old home therefore recedes into the back ground of the past, awaiting the hour when the finger of time will obliterate the “yesterday , from the glorious unborn future! 38 THE CRESCENT Vol. Ill Early Morning on the Farm The first streak of gray in the blackness of night always appears as a herald of a new day. Then the rooster Haps his wings, stretches his neck and sends forth a hoarse cry to his neighboring rival, who in his turn passes the challenge to the occupant of the next roost. Soon the whole world reverberates with the call of the fowls, and the Happing of their wings as they fly to earth, and to the day-search of squirming worms. Soon after the dogs begin their barking, which had ceased for a short time. Short, sleepy grunts from the pigs protest against this awakening. When a fuller awakening brings to them the realization of the absence of their sloppy breakfast, the grunts become a squeal, now a treble, now faintly dying into a hoarse grunt only to ascend into the shrill treble of hunger again. From her stall the mother cow sends a greeting to her calf. Slowly, with dignity she rises, sending another. By this time the calf, ready for a play, holds its tail high in the air, kicks its heels up. and takes its departure across the field in a lope, to the lot gate. Finding this closed he gallops back, holding his head high and enjoying the freshness of the morning as few people do. The latest of the arisers now makes his existence known by a soft nicker as if he doubts the propriety of such early awakening. But finding the whole animal kingdom awake and full of the joy of early morning life, he shakes his mane, lises to his feet, and looks forth into a new day. He too. catches the fresh-air spirit, and gallops from one side of the lot to the other, now stopping to nibble a stray bit of hay. or to nip the ears of the calf. By this time the whole earth sheds forth a radiant softness. Thru a soft haze the sun penetrates, touching every rose, every tree, and even the fowls of the barnyard with a Midas finger. High above and all around, crimson-edged clouds envelop the red ball of fire, as it slowly and majestically rises to greet the awakening world. Now from the house comes those sounds which announce the awakening of the human beings. The savory odor of boiling coffee and frying ham spread abroad over the sunlit air, the news that the day’s work has begun. Kittie Richardson. 40 THE CRESCENT Vol. Ill 1914 THE CRESCENT 41 Junior Class Roll AYRES. INEZ BAILEY. CLAUDE BASHAM ALINE BROWN. INA BENNETTE. ORA CALDWELL, SUSIE FIKES. TOM HOP WOOD. OLGA HORDE. LEE HUDDLESTON. JORDAN LEONARD. HORTENSE McCLINTON. NORINE McCREARY. IRVIN McINTOSH, ORA LEE MORRISON. MARION PARSONS. WILLIE POTTS. INEZ SMITH, FERN SMITH. WHITELEY STINNETT. MILLER TORBETT. ANNEZ WALKER. JOHN YONGUE. RUTH VAUGN. HAZEL Officers MARION MORRISON...................... . ................ .........President TOM FIKES ............................................................ Vice-President INEZ AYRES............ ...............................................Secretary INEZ POTTS ...........................................................Treasurer INA BROWN ........................ ........................... Reporter Motto: “I can buck a brick wall.” Colors: Red and White. Flower: Touch-me-not. 4H THE CRESCENT Vo . Ill Junior Roll Fate has made a wise decree Some noble Juniors as you see; Now if you'll kindly lend attention. The characteristics of these 1 11 mention. First on the list is Inez Potts On talking in class she certainly dotes. Ruth Young next appears on the scene Quiet dignified and serene. Inez Ayres is quite pretty you see. The boys are crazy about her (poor me!) Whitley signs of a genius does show. We tell by the way he combs his hair you know. We next meet our genius by name Tom Fikes, A boy whom every Junior likes Then there's Annez our class standby; We couldn’t do without her, wouldn’t try. Ora Lee and Annice I’m sure will pass As the sunshine makers of our Junior class. Now Hortense Leonard and Susie we see. Loyal Juniors they have proved to be. Here now is Helen a modest lass Whose good looks adorn our Junior class. Then follow Miriam and Mary, Juniors bright. Who study Algebra with all their might. Marian and Miller are Juniors true Few are the things that they can’t do. Then Willie and Claude who gave up in despair And threw their Latins down the basement stair. Fern Smith is a Junior smart Who always cheerfully does his part. Irvin McCreary the girls like fine He keeps us laughing all the time. Now last of all sad Fate comes to me She looks me over two times, three! Then sadly says. My child I see Nothing worth mentioning in thee. 1914 THE CRESCENT April Fool! There once were seventeen Seniors queer. Who went to Gatesville school; They tried to play an April fool Upon their teacher dear In nineteen fourteen year. Tis true twas All Fool’s day. alright. And he had told them they. He hoped, would have to-day Their fun. but at the shades of night They ought to stop it quite. They were real good most of the day. But as the evening passed. They screwed their courage up at last. And from their Senior math, class they Determined all to stay. But to one lass they failed to tell. Their scheme, and so she came Into the class-room—just the same. And hence she did not break the rule— And thus she saved a week at school. The teacher of this Senior class, However, had in mind. That when they met. he’d tell them that They’d been so very kind. To him through all the year. That he’d a rest period give to them. And let them go for he. Must take his vicious Chuck-waller”— Which some kind friend had found— To the Lab. and experiment. And so he did, but the Seniors bold. Not being present at class roll. Were given ten demerits each. Which put exemptions out of reach. The girls all cried, the boys would fuss. And said: T would make a preacher cuss But Dab said nothing, just held fast. Moral:—He laughs best who laughs last. A Junior. 44 THE CRE SCE NT Vol. Ill The White Priest’s Home Many, many years ago when our Lone Star state was scarcely more than a wilderness, a brave little woman came with her husband and children across the plains of Texas. On the hanks of the Leon, they found a fertile spot, cleared the land and built a little log cabin. All that loving mother’s hands could do was done to make that little cabin into a home. For almost a year the mother cared for her home and children, while her husband rode on the circuit preaching the old time Methodist doctrine and giving kindly advice and encouragement to the scattered settlers. One winter afternoon as she was busy about her supper the mother was startled to see a copper colored savage standing in the doorway. White with fear she tried to gather her children about her. “Me no hurt you. no be ’fraid,” he said in broken English. “Me white priest’s friend.” Then he told her how a band of indians had planned to come at dark, burn their home, and carry her and her babies away, and because the white priest had at one time befriended him. he had come to tell her. For a moment, brave as she was. the woman gave way to tears. Then she gathered her children about her and prayerfully waited what might come. Just at sundown, a stranger rode into the clearing and asked to stay all night. He was told of the danger and immediately decided to stay and help them if possible. Together they planned the defense. Just at dark the savages rode into the bushes near by. There was not a weapon in the cabin but its occupants were ready. The door was barred and the little side window was closed. There was no light in the room, save from the open fire which threw a lurid light, and wierd shadows, over everything. The stranger wrapped in sheets and armed with a pot of boiling water was stationed near the window. The rest of the little group waited in the corner. As was expected, the savages came to the little window before attempting to enter. Just as they pushed it open to look in. the white robed stranger threw the pot of boiling water over the savages nearests him and the little party began singing. “Praise God from whom all blessings flow.’’ The effect was miraculous, the frightened savages fell over each other in their haste to get away. In three minutes not an Indian was in sight. No savage ever after dared to venture near the “white priest s’’ house, where the Great Spirit” came. 1914 THE CRE SCE NT 45 A Human Flower Garden Somehow to me, people and flowers have always seemed alike. A half blown rose always makes me think of a little child. I do not know why unless it is because both are so wonderfully pure and lovely, that there seems about them something of Him who made all things beautiful. Some of the flower people are not at all pleasant. The cabbage head, the onion, and the touch-me-not, each in his own way repels us, and the Spanish dagger people, you never come in contact with but what you are the worse for it. There is the crow poison with its delicate stem and snowy white flower, that is so beautiful to the sight but poisonous to the touch. The crow poison people are the same,'always by their charm and beauty attracting innocent and unsuspecting people only to poison their minds and blight their lives. There are few more disagreeable and unlovely plants than the stinging nettle. As long as you are watching, it is perfectly harmless but the moment you turn your eyes away it stings. There are human stinging nettles too. While in your presence, they are your friends but when you are away they speak evil ot you. Everyone loves a sweet flower but some are so sweet as to be repulsive. The cape jasmine people are like that. Those loving, sweet, sickening folk, who are so repulsive when they are too near—which they usually are. After the cape jasmine comes the peony, and the weeping willow people. The peony people are just like the flower—loud, coarse, noisy and gaudy. They always try to talk just a little louder than any one else and attract attention in any but a pleasant way. The weeping willow does n« t do any harm, but it is such a useless tree; no birds build their nest in its long, pliant, mournful branches, no vines twist themselves about its swinging limbs, and no little children play under it. for it has no shade. The drooping, weepy, willowy people are even worse than the tree, for they have not even the saving grace of beauty. Always tearful and ‘blue,’ they are constantly dimming the sunshine of others, and are too busy over their own affairs and trouble to be of any comfort or service to anyone else. The only use | can think of for willows is. that they make good switches, and it isn’t any less a punishment to come in contact with the droopy, willowy people. Though it is true that some of the flowers are unpleasant, there are some very beautiful and lovely ones. There are the snowy white lilies who are so sweet and pure that their very presence makes you want to be better. How rare and beautiful are the lilly people: the folks, that, somehow in their presence people do not say the coarse, unrefined, or impure things. They seem to create an atmosphere of purity, chastity, and sweetness. There are the violet people, sweet and lovely and modest. Then the trailing arbutus, that is so delicately sweet and pink, hidden down under the leaves. But we always know it is there, and you can tell it by its sweetness, even though you cannot see it. How beautiful are those arbutus’ lives! You always know what side they are on, and their influence is felt, though they are not seen. The cherry-red geranium people come next. Their very presence seems to add warmth and brightness to a room. Somehow it seems that the geranium people should be brave too, though 1 could not tell exactly why. 46 THE CRESCENT Vol. Ill The ever-green people rarely receive the credit due them. The same all the year ’round, they are often unnoticed. They do not show up much in the many beautiful shades of Springtime green, or even in the glorious blaze of autumn color, but when the excitement is over and the crowd is gone, the ever-green folks are just the same faithful, earnest people, regardless of the fact that no one is looking and that there will be no applause at the end. The sweet-star-of-Bethlehem folks come next. Delicate, frail, dependent, and yet somehow they are so beautifully sweet and lovely that we are glad they are helpless, so we may have the pure joy of protecting them. Last of all is the one we really love the best—the old Live-oak tree. Somehow we always feel a sense of protection in the shade of the oak. The birds and the squirrels build their nests in its branches. The vines twine themselves about its limbs, and we find mistletoe among its leaves. The little children play in its shade and hang their swings from its sturdy boughs. In winter when everything is cold and bleak, the oak tree is just the same. It may not compare with the delicate beauty of the star-of-Bethlehem. or of the trailing arbutus, but there is something of grandeur, and a nobler, stronger, finer beauty in the oak. It is so big and strong, and protecting that it would shame you to do a little thing, and you feel a sort of reverence in its presence. And how we love the oak tree people! Though strong, happy, courageous, comforting people, in whose presence you are ashamed to think, or do that which is not pure and upright and honorable. It is these people to whom we go when we are tired and discouraged, or when we have done something wrong and are sorry. Somehow we know that we can tell them all about it, and that they will understand, and we shall go away comforted, strengthened, and with new hope in our hearts. We love the dainty, pretty, delicate flowers, when the sun is shining and all is well, but when play time is over, and we come to the real business of life, it is then I know that of all the human flowers. I love the oak tree best. Junior ( lass History In 1911 we entered High School Verdant Freshmen we But loyal to our High School Determined we should be. We made us a reputation; The exception to the rule For the 1911 Freshmen class Was the best one in the school. Last year we were Sophmores, And standing among the rest. Of all the classes in the school Our class was the best. This year we are Juniors. And still we lead them all. And next year when we re Seniors May our standard never fall. 48 THE C R E SC E NT Vol. Ill 1914 THE CRESCENT 49 Sophomore ( lass Roll ATWOOD. HARMON BIGHAM. ANNIE RIVERS CUNNINGHAM. HALLIE FOSTER. NEIL HANKS. FRANCES HENDRICKSON. KATHLEEN LOVE JOY. FITZHUGH MOORE. LIZZIE POWELL, MILTON ROBINSON. HELEN SADLER. ESTELLE SADLER. HERSCHEL SAYLORS. EXA TADLOCK. OLA TURPIN. RUBY WALKER. McKIE WATSON. ANNIE RUTH WHITE. LOIS WILLIAMSON. LLOYD BEVILL. MARY COX. MOLLIE EDDINS. SYNKIE HANKS. BRYAN HARRIS. MARY JONES. CECIL MeBETH, CORDELIA OSBORNE. NANNIE RABY. MIRIAM ROGERS. ANTHA SADLER. GLADYS STRAW. IVY TORBETT, ANNICE TUCKER. IONE WALDROP, GAYLE WATKINS. ELMA ( lass Officers President.............. Secretary-Treasurer Reporter CECIL JONES .....IVY STRAW LOIS WHITE Colors: Blue and White. Flower: Blue Bonnett. Motto: “I had rather be than seem to be.” Our ( lass “To the wonderful class of Sophomores the largest in the history of G. H. S.. the best in all things and greatest in the possibilities of the future. May those who come after us find work easy along the path this class has prepared.” Of course the Seniors are wiser and the Juniors more cunning but we are proud to say the Freshmen are greener than we. We are looking forward to the happy time two years hence, when (if we do not “bust” in the meantime) we can call ourselves “Seniors” and then dwell forever in the peaceful realms of the Alumni of Gatesville High School. L. White 50 THE CRESCENT Voi Ill A Psalm of the Sophs Blessed is the Soph that sparketh not in the field of agriculture, nor standeth in the way of the Seniors, nor thinketh ill of the opposing Literary Society. But our delight is in the law of the teacher; and his law we do not dodge by day or by night. And the Soph shall be like an example stationed by 4he rivers of Freshmen, that hringeth forth his knowledge in time; his reputation also shall not fade; and whatsoever he doeth shall prosper. The vanity of the Sophomores is not so; but is like our Algebra papers which the wind driveth away. Therefore the Sophs shall make grades of exemption and stand in the congregation of the Juniors. For the teacher knoweth the way of the earnest pupil, but the way of the frivolous shall perish. Ivy Straw F reside Hush a bye, Freshie Your cradle is green You are the naughtiest baby That ever was seen. Sister Sophie will rock you High in the tree top If that kicking and squalling. You will not stop. Brother Junior will teach you Your A. B. and C, If a better baby You’ll then try to be. Mother Senior will show you How nice it will be When some day you’re as smart Perhaps as she. — Sister Sophie 1914 THE CRESCENT 51 1914 THE CRESCENT 53 Freshman Roll ATWOOD, DEWEY BOYD. INEZ BOULTON. ALEC BLANKENSHIP. ERNEST BROWN. MARY CARLTON. FAITHE CULP. MURTICE CULP. BURFORD CURTIS. KNOX DOYLE. HAZEL DELL FARIS. CECIL HALL, LUCIEN HICKS. CLARA HOLMES. BESSIE GRANTHAM. IRENE LAUDERMILK. MOLLIE MOORE. EDGAR OSBURN. CANN1E OSBURN. NANNIE POST. ANNABEL RAY. RAYMOND TRAMMEL. WINNIE SADLER. ELLIOTT SCHLEY. GROVER STONE. BEULAH WALKER. GLADYS WARREN. NANNIE WOLF. ALVIN YONGUE. FAITH VOSS. HARRY Officers IRENE FRANKS ................ KNOX CURTIS ............ ELLIOTT SADLER SUSIE MAE MOORE President Vice-President . Secretary-Treasurer ........ .. Reporter 54 THE CRE SCE NT Vol. Ill Freshman We are the Freshman, please, A jolly little crowd. Who love to joke and tease. And never are we loud. And now for the sake of fun. And for those who do not know. We will tell you how the roll class runs. And that will clearly show. First comes Muitice Culp. A tall and stately lass. Who is always found At the head of each class. Next comes Gertrude, and Maggie C.. Two prudent young girls. As busy as two bees. And happy as earls. Next in line is Hazel Doyle. Fair hair and azure eyes; Next to her is Jimada Powell, Who always wins the prize. Then comes Cecil, One of our Freshman boys. Next to him is Lena. Whom every pleasure enjoys. Next in line is Marcus. Brown hair and eyes so blue; • After him comes Raymond, There is nothing he can’t do. After them there is Elliot. The smallest of the class. Then comes Nellie. A very happy lass. Next in line is Thelma, Who has two pretty curls; Then comes Cannie, A very tidy girl. After them comes Susie Mae, Brown hair and brown eyes; After her comes George. Who is always very wise. 1914 THE CRESCENT 55 Then comes Irene, A sweet young prize. Who is never very mean. But also very wise. Next is Ted McCollum, A tall and taciturn lad; Next to him is Edgar. Who is always very bad. Next to them is Hardy. A short and dumpy lad; And that is all the party And we know that you are glad. —S. M M Just Before Xmas 'Twas the week before Xmas and to tell you the truth Not a pupil was studying—not even Ruth. The Histories were shut on the desk without care. The Geometries were closed hoping luck would be there. The Englishes were all stuffed far in the desks. The Latins and Sciences were taking a rest Mr. Dabney with a frown. Miss Minnie with a stare Were wishing that Xmas was not anywhere. Then in the office there rose up such a clatter The teachers sorang up to see what was the matter Away to the doors they flew like the wind To find some poor kids whose way they must mend All look innocent now without a sound But smoke covers all the objects around. And what do their wondering eyes happen to meet But a small bunch of firecrackers thrust under the seat Out comes a note book quick as a flash. Down go some names all in a dash. The teachers go back all fussy and mad Leaving those in the office half merry, half sad. At four o’clock, the bell rings as is the rule. Then, T’d like to see the following after school. 1914 THE CRESCE NT 57 Sub-Freshman ( lass Roll BAIRD. BERNICE BAIRD. INEZ BENNETT. LETA BRAY. GERTUDE BYROM, MACGIE C. COX. BEN FLOWERS. ORA FRANKS. IRENE GORMAN. WILLIAM HALL, VAN HORD. MERLE LUTTERLOH WINNIFREDA McClellan, hazel McCOLLUM. TED McGEE, BENNIE MATTHEWS. JACK PARSONS. ROY POWELL. JIMADA SHR1BER, GEORGE WALKER LEWELLYN WALLACE. THELMA WASHBURN. MARY ELLEN BAIRD, CHARLIE BAIZE. SUSIE BONE. NETTIE BROWN. CLARA CHAMLEE. WICK FLETCHER. ORA FOSTER. LENA FRANKS. TRAVIS GREGORY. MARCUS HOLMES. LEWIS JONES. IONE McCLAIN, TRUETT McClellan, jim McDowell, levis McGUIRE. CECIL MOORE. SUSIE MAE POST. JOHN FRANK SCOTT. HARDY SMITH. ARLINE VOSS. ELLA WARD. LOIS WEDEMEYER. HOMER WILLIAMSON. NOLA ( lass Officers LEWIS HOLMES ................ .............................. President LEVIS McDOWELL................... _ ...........Vice-President HAZEL McCLELLAN __Secretary-Treasurer 58 THE CRESCENT Vo . Ill II It Wasn't For the Freshmen You know the name of Freshman Is the theme of many a joke But 'tis plain to you and me If it wasn’t for the Freshman There would no Juniors be. What though the little Freshman Is urged by a Sophomore wise To pay his corridor fee? If it wasn’t for the Freshman Where would the Sophomore be? What though the little Freshman Fails in English or Math. 1? Ere long, as we shall see. This little second year Freshman Will a learned Senior be. E’en though the little Freshman Is tricked by one and all. I own you must agree If it wasn’t for the Freshman There would no High School be. 1. If ever there were a set of kids. That never talk nor fight. The Freshies are the best ones yet When W. S. D. is in sight. 2. You have already heard of them. Wide are their records known. At four o’clock when school is out. We reap what we have sown. 3. With dresses starched and faces clean. Eight girls are we in number. Come into the High School room. Ready to work like thunder. 4. With polished shoes and brand new tie. Thirteen boys appear. Trembling as if they should die! With awkwardness and fear. 5. Soon Freshmen we’ll no longer be. For faster the time flies. No more the greenest of the green. But wisest of the wise. L. A. B. A Freshman. A. S. 1914 THE CRESCENT 61 Ilistorv of Kavser Sociotv In 1911, the Gatesville High School was divided into two divisions that later were as the Kayser and Coronian Literary Societies. For a while the Kaysers seemed to be the lead. They had most of the seniors of that year in their society and of course these and reverend seniors” would not be defeated. The next year, the Kaysers were without these seniors upon whom they depended so much, and the poor little motherless things fell almost to destruction and death. But, there were still a few Kaysers who had self-reliance enough to go ahead with the society work. In this school year that has just passed, the Kaysers have progressed a great deal. At the first of the year they presented the High School with some chimes. Later on. the old officers and the new officers gave a Kayser banner, and also a Gatesville High School banner to the school. A velvet piano scarf in gold and black, the High School colors, was given by the Kayser girls, and $14.25, the amount received for the Kayser boxes sold at the box supper in December, was given to paying the indebtedness on the piano. In the debate that was held at the High School building on the twenty-first of February to choose two boys to represent the High School in the county contest, two Ka sers were chosen. In the final contest which took place on March the 21st, they won a unanimous victory over their competitors and won for the High School the honor of holding the county championship among the debating leagues of the county. During February, the Kaysers put on the play, “Too Many Husbands” It proved to be a great success financially, for the total amount dared was $98. Fifty dollars of this amount was given toward paying for the piano, making a total of $54.25 that the society has paid on the piano. Pot plants have been given to the High School for decorative purposes and the remainder of the money will be used toward improving the High School park. This concludes the work of the Kaysers for this year. In everything that we have done we have tried to be just and upright and to bring as much sunshine as possible into the lives of those about us. We are still pressing forward with the slogan. “Keep the good work going.” known taking “grave 62 THE CRESCENT Vol. Ill Kaysers Oh, time please raise the veil That I may see What the future state Of all the Kaysers soon will be. Come now and let's a journey take And look ahead just twenty years To see how each his life has spent Whether it be in joy or tears. We see Tom Fikes our speaker rare Feeling important in a senator's chair. Annez with charming manner Is carrying now a suffragette banner. Miller Stinnett our fine musician Has grown into a mighty politician. Our prima donna Inez Potts Fills the world with bird-like notes. $ A valued member Henry Straw Leads the state in the profession of law. The parson's wife sly and minkey We recognize as dear old Synkie. Bryan Hanks the old time crank Is now the president of a national bank. Miss Minnie changed little except in name Is an author now of world wide fame. Our old friend Gayle with fiery locks Deals largely in bonds and stocks. Ruby and Antha the theatrical group Have formed themselves into a traveling troup. As years have gone they have all grown wiser. And owe their fame to being a Kayser. But why should the fate of the writer be sad. When all her mates are happy and glad? For alas she is a lone old maid To whom Cupid has no attention paid. But sadder still the Coronians fate. Not one of them have found a mate. They fuss and quarrel, fight and spat. Till Cupid has used his bow for a bat. L M 64 THE CRESCENT Voi III KAYSER DRAMATIC CLUB “SOCIKTY OFFICERS’ President. ........................ Dan McClellan Critic ......... Vice President ............... - Anna Bell Post Sargent of Arms Secretary...........................Louise Sadler Treaurer Eliot Sadler Herschel Sadler Ina Brown 66 THE CRESCENT Vol. Ill ( oronians Among the most successful and pleasant hours of this year the Coronians gladly count those spent on Friday afternoons in literary pursuits. Our future promises to be even brighter and gayer than the past, while the present has exceeded even our expectations. We began the year with much enthusiasm and determination to work and add more fame to our already renowned name. We presented to the High School a very useful bulletin board, wherein we placed the Kaysers and Coronian programs. Every one remembers the Coronian Party where each and every one was cordially received and enjoyed a splendid time in the beautifully decorated hall. Again we put our busy heads together and planned the brilliant box supper in which Kaysers and Coronians alike participated We gave to the High School a lovely piano scarf made by Miss Brewer's skillful fingers, a rolling dictionary stand, the work of Martin, the Mechanic, the beautiful Hag and pole, and a number of other useful things. All Coronians agree that this has been tie grandest year of all and on: hearts are full of great determination to give the school the best we have. Let us remember “Life is the mirror of king and slave It reflects what we say and do. Then give to the world the best you have, - And the best will come back to you.’ The White and the Cold Oh. Coronians! Coronians! forever! Whose watch word is honor and truth. You'll find each unprepared never, But filled with the gladness of youth. We begin every duty with joy. And our ordor doth never grow cold. For we're led by the white and the gold. For we're led by the white and the gold; No obstacle can e’r annoy. For we’re led by the white and the gold. The gold-and-white banner wave higher. We’ll gather in love 'neath its shade; May our love e’er draw us higher. And its bright golden hue ne'er fade. But like golden-rod which fadeth never. Ever glean on us royally bright. May the white remain spotless and fair. Three cheers for the gold and the white. Three cheers for the gold and the white. Three cheers for the gold and the white; May the white remain spotless and fair. Three cheers for the gold and the white. 1914 THE C R E SC E NT 67 Society Poem «■ To write a poem is the task To which I’ve set my hand. They wouldn’t even let me ask The wherefore nor the when. I’ll begin with Dewey Atwood, The boy we know so well. He’s better known as fatty.” But thal we must not tell. Old Grover, he's a hero He’s ever bit a man. He played so hard to beat the boys. He even broke his hand. And then there’s Hershel Sadler. Our critic, don’t you know. O! he’s a foot ball player. And he’s a poet too. Then Fitzhugh. he’s a reprobate. He never stays in line; He puts his pencil in his mouth. And whiles away the time. Next comes our Dan McClellan. An invalid you know; He rides to school each morning. But couldn’t see the show. And then there’s Pat, the Potsie. Who’ll finish Gatesville soon; He can fix a fiddle to his desk. And play a merry tune. And now we’ve come to Virgil, The girls he loves to croon. He sits and watches all day long, And writes about the moon. Now here’s our dear Tee Pankie, Inez’s beau you know. But he can't stand the girls. ()! then that grieves her so. 68 THE CRE SCENT Vol. Ill Society Poem (Continued) And Ina, she’s a leader. She starts most everything. If everything would go her way, She’d make this school house ring. Miss Breuer she’s a poet. But she loves spelling best. She’ll make you write a thousand words. And then won’t let you rest. And Gladys she’s an angel. The quitest girl in school. She always knows her lessons. And never (?) breaks the rule. There’s Hazel, Prima Donna, O! she can sing you know; She sings before the school kids. But we know its all for show. And then there’s J. Knox Curtis, Who’s known as Jay Bird True. O! he’s the best bookkeeper. And he’s a farmer too. Then comes Leslie Sadler, He stands out amonv: the rest. He can rival Shakespeare's Tempest. And not half-way do his best. Three cheers for this society. The best on all the earth; There’s not a member in it. But has a fortunes' worth. And what about the Kaysers? O! they are rusty, true. They all think they are in it. But we ll show ’em one or two. —T. C B. FOOTBALL 1914 THE CRESCENT 71 Football History Our foot ball team was organized the first day of school with Robert Brown and Dan McClellan. as manager and captain respectively. After two weeks practice our boys felt ready to meet Lampasas. The Lampasas team being under a University coach made a hard fight but were no match for our boys. The game resulted in a victory of 20 to 0 for G. H. S. This perhaps made our men over confident which resulted in a defeat by Comanche the following week. The boys then met McGregor High School. St. Basil and others, losing and winning an equal number in the eight games but were defeated by no other High Schools than the Central and West Texas champions. 72 THE CRESCENT Voi 111 ROBERT BROWN—This is “Bob’s second year on the football eleven. He is manager of the team and a better one could not be found. Grit, muscle and head work has enabled him to make one of the best and strongest Right halfs which G. H. S. has ever been known to produce. He was always to be found in the thickest of the fight but never once has he succumbed to the blows of the opponent. This is his last year and G. H. S. will have a place vacant next year which can’t be filled by one as great as he. DAN McCLELLAN—Grit and swiftness has given Dan success on the gridiron. His great football knowledge and his brilliant head has enabled him to make a captain which G. H. S. will always be proud of. As Captain of the team he worked night and day for its success and as quarter back he is second to none. He is noted for his long runs and gritty tackling. This is his third and last year in G. H. S. and so doth G. H. S. grieve over her misfortune of losing such a steady and trusty captain and quarter back. HAL CALDWELL—Quiet, but a strong and steady player. At the position or center he played every game. He was a man ever to be relied upon and he always did the right thing at the right time. He has been known many times to break thru the opponent’s line and ruin their play, and he is known as a “stumbling block’’ to the opponent’s line bucks. This is his last year and we regret to lose him. GROVER SCHLEY—“Speed and Grit’’ was Schley’s motto. A better full back has never trod on the G. H. S. gridiron. In every game he was a cool, fearless, dashing player. Tackling was his pasttime. As a broken field runner he has never been outclassed: When a gain was needed Schley was the man who was always called on. -Schley will be with us again next year which makes many G. H. S. students happy, for there lies our success. 1914 THE CRESCENT 73 JOHN WALKER—He is made of all bone and the position of left half he made a good record, giant of the team and he well deserves the name, like a “buir He is famed for his tackling and he get his man. whether the man has interference or he back on the team next year and the team strengthened by his presence. muscle and at He was the for he fights never fails to not. He will will be greatly TED McCOLLUM—“Slow hut Sure, was his motto. He played the position of left guard, and and he played it well. When an opponent came through left guard it was because Ted was not there. He was often known to be heard talking with his opponent and asking him could his brother buck as hard as he? Or such questions. He was a strong line man and will be back with the team next year. VIRGIL MEHARG—He did not play in all the games, but in the ones he did play in he made a brilliant showing. At the position of right end he worked well. He was not only fleet but gritty. He has made many long runs and in one game he pulled his man down on the ten yard line after a run of over fifty yards. We are sorry to lose such a gritty player for we need him next year. CECIL JONES Among the G. H. S. eleven another such hard working, gritty and steady player can scarcely be found. He made his success on left end. He never once thought quit and during one game he played when very seriously injured. Work was his name. He was a hard tackier and when a man rushed against him he met a brick wall. He will go toward making up the team next year. 74 THE CRESCENT Vo . Ill BRYAN HANKS —One of the hardest players on the team. Never loafing, never seeking a rest, hut fighting constantly losing or winning, by his hard playing at his position of left tackle he won the admiration of all. He was a mighty, aggressive, tower of strength to the line; and his hard tackling brought line bucks down and few games were made over him. As Bryan has one more year, his career looks bright indeed. LOYD WILLIAMSON—He was one who really enjoyed playing foot ball, at the end of a game he often said that he had just got started. He held down right tackle and could easily be called a hole-maker. He knows how to fight and is a sure tackier. Many men have fallen under his weight. He will be on the eleven again next year and great will be his help. WILLIS WIEGAND—“Bill” the bull of the team. Not a stronger or daring man ever trod the G. H. S. gridiron. He was an immovable wall on the defensive but when it comes to open up the line, he puts his head low and rushes with such great force that no one was safe in his path. At right guard he found his glory, but through the enemy’s line he won his fame tackling. He will help win success for Gatesville High next year. 76 THE CRESCENT Vol. Ill ROBERT BROWN—Manager. He is one who works day and night for his team, and has the right base hall spirit. “Almost an athlete. DAN McCLELLAN—Captain. 4th year, third base. His strength was felt in every way. “Fools must be right sometimes by chance. HAL CALDWELL—4th year. Catcher. A true catcher and a sure hitter. “Give not your thoughts a tongue. MARION MORRISON—Center field, 4th year and is a sure man. “Wisdom is the principal thing. 1914 THE CRESCENT 77 MILLER STINNETT—3rd year. Left field. Has made every quality that is good. “At first sight he might be taken for a gentleman.” McKIE WALKER—2nd year. Second base. A true base ball player. “An unsolved problem.” GEORGE SHRIBER—Short stop. 1st year, but we felt the strength he added. “The angels in Heaven wept when they saw the blockhead.” GROVER SCHLEY—2nd year. Pitcher Has proven himself to be a star. “He whom all girls love.” jjMftfcsaim 78 THE C RESCE NT Voi III OWEN CROW—3rd year. First base. An excellent player. A careful student—careful not to over do it. ELIOT SADLER— Right field. 1st year, but has proved reliable. What is the use of brains when you have brass? SECOND TEAM (BASE BALL) 1914 THE CRESCE NT 79 OFFICERS ANNEZ TORBETT OLA TADLOCK Manager ......Captain OLA TADLOCK ..................... Forward ANNEZ TORBETT ...................Forward WINNIE STOCKBERGER ',uard INEZ BOYD EDITH RABY HAZEL DELL DOYLE JIMADA POWELL Guard ..... Center .............Center ___________Substitute The Track Foot ball and baseball have consumed the most of the time among the athletes at Gates-ville. but a track team was organized in the early spring, and at the County Interscholastic meet which was held here on March 21st. Gatesville High easily won first place. We were also represented in the District meet at Mart. April 10 and 11. and won third place while quite a number of men are now training for the state meet, which will he held at Austin on May 1st and 2nd. . Grover Schley has done the greatest work and won the most honors for G. H. S. on tne cinder path. Cecil Jones bids fair to hold the school record for the mile run. while McKie Walker will doubtles take honors in the quarter dash. Virgil Meharg and Johnny walker are also hard trainers and good runners, and if persistency, coupled with good wind and endurance, are worth anything, they will yet prove valuable men, and bring home honors for G. H. S. Among those who are in line to win out, either next year or in the near future, on track are: Truett McClain. Loyd Williamson. Tom Fikes. Levis McDowell and “Pick McClellan. 80 THE CRESCENT Vol. Ill CAMP FIRE GIRLS 1914 THE C R ESCENT 81 Our Farm The High School farm, composed of fourteen acres, was bought ahout a year ago for experimental work in Agriculture and for Athletic purposes. It was purchased at what was then thought a very dear price, but the same money could not buy one half of it now. The grounds are in excellant shape, and are divided into School Gardens. Truck Patches. Boys Corn Field. Park, and Athletic Grounds. There are thirty school gardens, where every girl who takes agriculture finds a ready space lor the demonstration of her theories, while the boys are relegated to the more spacious allotments where they experiment with corn, vegetables and all kinds of truck growing. The gardens are now in full bloom, and the whole field is indeed a scene of beauty. Some excellent work has been done in making a roadway to the farm, and it is not only pretty but it has some fine points of engineering in it. which has been favorably commented on by an expert engineer. Some good work has also been done in filling the large ditch, which cut the farm almost in half, and also some good work in terracing. In the center lies our athletic field, with a quarter mile track around it. The literary societies have put up a grandstand. The athletic grounds have been scraped and rolled, and are in fine shape. The board of trustees has bought a horse, plows, harness and all necessary tools, and have built us a tool shed. We are indeed proud of our farm, and we have a right to be. for there are not many High Schools in the state which have such a farm, and with such advanced stages of development. l D AT WORK IN SCHOOL GARDENS ■ QC 3 CO 5= ENTRANCE TO FARM AND PARK 1914 THE CRESCENT 30 WORKERS IN SCHOOL GARDENS V6‘ THE CRESCENT Vo! Ill Seniors’ Mirror NAME CHARACTERISTIC AMBITION FAVORITE AMISEMENT TITLE Libbie Brener Grinning To Kodak With Bill Finding a Greek Goddess Greek Goddess Ethel Eddins Contentions To Make Dresses Borrowing Chamois Kinky-headed Foreigner Kittie Richardson Kittenish To Teach Acting as Sub Miss Carrie Brown slow To Return to N. V. Picking Turnips Cootor Henry Straw Silence To Be a Printer Rending the News Ladies Man Truman Rigam I Will” To Marry Some Woman Writing Themes Non Latiuum K � l� ert Brown Going to London To go Down the Leon in a boat Hanging around Potts I rcsident l an McClellan Talking to the Girls To be the Mayors’ Son Winking Brown Eyes Virgfl Melutrg Too Much of a Togo to the Reformatory Shooting off his Bazoo ”Cutic Good Thing Vera Sams Working To be a Housekeeper Working in the Lab Busy Body Louise Sadler studying To Superintend Baking Taking Exams •’Humpy Bobbie ( 'umptiell Primping To Ik thought Pretty Frizzing her Hair Beauty Leslie Sadler Preciseness Be loved by the Girls cutting Society Reformatory F requellter N. Stock burger Lover of Ferns Learn to recite History To play the ’ Spook' Non Puer Mi hi Edith Baby Stickahility To K� ep Books Book-keeping Book‘keeper Hal ( aidwell Timidity To Avoid the Girls Going to English class Curly Head Minnie Watkins Staring To Be Seventh Grade teacher’s Wife Acting Cute Story Teller SOME EVERY DAY LIES I knew every question in the lesson but the one you asked me. “I studied my head off. No ma m I didn’t say a word. I simply did not have time.” I postively died laughing.” Mama was sick and I could not help being tardy.” I will bring my dues tomorrow.” I know I have been good and I just made 65 on deportment.” I nearly ran myself to death.” Jokes Miss Breuer—“Henry. what is an opossum? Henry—“An oppossum is a follower of Jesus. The Math. Class was studying Longitude and Time. Mr. Dabney— in3Z, if 1 were to go to Chicago what would 1 be? Inez—“Fast.” Miss Minnie asked what was the fourth period in Shakespeare’s life. Vera—“After he quit writing plays he went Stratford and lived pure and clean. An old negro man selling water melons was seen driving and heating a bony mule down the street. When asked by Mr. Hams. Have you no mercy? Replied. “Nope, nothin' but watermelons. Mr. Harris, to Claude—“What happened when Ceaser died?” He was buried.” Mr. Harris—“What were the results of Caesers first campaign?” Winnie— Napoleons first ‘champagne made him drunk evidently THE LETTER Dear Dad: Please send me a ten spot by the end of the week. I have the dearest little girl over here from Oglesby and I want to show her a good time at the Atheletic Meet. She is the cutest little trick that I ever saw and I am madly in love with her. Her name is C---. Your Loving Son. Bryan. THE ANSWER. Dear Son: I am enclosing herewith the X spot you asked for. Yes she is a fine old girl. I used to go with her when I went to school at G. H. S. Affectionately. Dad. LOST His pose at the photographers shop —Mr. Dabney Twelve pounds on teachers exam.—Kittie and Louise. His interest in the University.—Dan McClellan. Two photographs from my piano, who’s got 'em?—Ethel Eddins. My whiskers at the Mayor’s house.—Whiteley Smith. My Girl.—Truman Bigham. i I L E 88 THE CRESCENT Vol. Ill Social ( olumn. The nineteen-fourteen Seniors of G. H. S. were pleasantly entertained at the home of Miss Mollie Bishop, on Friday evening. March 13. by their successors of nineteen-fifteen. The entire house gave testimony to the artistic nature of the hostess. Just beyond the reception hall, a tiny alcove, overhung with masses of tangled gray moss, invited the curious to catch a glimpse of their future, through the eyes of the Gypsy Girl, Miss Minnie Watkins. As the evening ad vanced. an opportnunity of “seeing themselves as others see them” was afforded to all. By this means many a one learned of characteristics posessed by him entirely unheard of. During the evening only two accidents occured. Mr. Harris accidently swallowed his hard earned prize and Henry, owing to mental excitement spilled his refreshments. At a late hour all wended their way homeward feeling that the evening had yielded a large amount of enjoyment to both Seniors and Juniors. On the evening of April the third, nineteen-hundred fourteen, the Juniors and Seniors of G. H. S. assembled at the home of Miss Louise Sadler, from which they were transported to the Juvenile Training School, where Miss Ethel Eddins delightfully entertained in behalf of the Seniors. From three well filled wagons G. H. S. songs and yells floated out upon the night air. Far to the back of the hall Miss Kittie Richardson and Mis Ethel Eddins presided over the punch bowl. Strains of music lured the lingering crowd to the parlor where conversation flowed freely. The beauty of the grounds and the light of the moon drew many an interesting couple forth to enjoy the night air. Early in the evening ice cream and cake in G. H. S. colors delighted the eyes as well as the tastes of the participants. Among the most novel features of the evening was the “Trip Thru Texas,” which was taken by Mr. Bryan Hanks and Miss Joe Eddins in such good fashion as to merit a box of sweets. As a reward for her musical knowledge Miss Minim Raby was awarded an immense stick of candy, painted red. Reluctantly drawn by the chaperon, the crowd embarked for Gatesville shortly after ten. After an exciting ride home they retired to dream of the delight of the Senior party at “Eddins.” The interest manifested by the pupils of G. H. S. in the atheletic phase of H. S. life, may be testified to by the St. Basil boys, and the McGregor boys, all of whom were pleasantly entertained by the H. S., Miss Breuer and Miss Norine McClinton. respectively. Each team took their departure feeling that Gatesville receptions might be numbered as the most pleasant portion of the base ball schedule. Among the pleasant features of entertainment of the 1914. season, the box supper, in which the Kaysers won by a hairs breadth, the Halloween party, and the faculty's reception to the students stand foremost. The good will of C. L. S. toward the K. L. S. was testified to by the reception in their honor during the Xmas holidays. From each corner of the reception, Coronian colored ropes gave artistic finish to the ( ennant adornes wall. By the means of games, jokes, together with the aid of miseltoe. all were made to fhe delights of mingling with a C. L. S. crowd. At a late hour a supper consisting of olives, pickles, sandwiches, cakes and hot chocolate imparted a finishing touch to one of the most enjoyable parties of the season. The Kaysers departed with a feeling of good will toward their pleasant entertainers. 1914 THE CRESCE NT 89 Our Debating Team The Gatesville High School debating team, consisting of Mr. John Walker and Mr. Robert Brown, was organized at the preliminary try out February 21, 1914. They immediately began to drill for the county contest which was held at Gatesville. March 20 and 21. They defeated Turnersville. who had defeated Jonesboro, thereby winning the county championship. In the district contest held at Mart. April 10 and 11th they were up against five teams. In the second try out they debated with Marlin and were forced to take the negative side of the question. As Marlin is one of the strongest teams in the state and this was the first team that this county ever sent out they were soon eliminated. In spite of that though they put up one of the gamest fights at the meet; and when we consider that teams that have won on the affirmative and lost ignominiously when placed on the negative it is easy to see why they didn t win. It is a grind and strain from beginning to end and our boys made a good effort. They have the satisfaction of knowing that they put up a good fight and that many who heard the contest thought that Gatesville won by long odds. One of them is coming back again next year and if he can get a worthy colleague, win. M KNKS IN I.AItOK ATOIt Y Ji st Latin Nino Latin 8 was awful stuff But now I must confess it That Latin 9’s so horrid bad. Mere words fail to express it. I once did hero worship Caesar And before his learning bow. But since I struck that Latin 9. Oh, how 1 hate him now! Physics is a childish thing. In geometry, I can shine. But may the saints deliver me From the horrors of Latin 9. “Old Caesar Old Caesar’s battles all were sham; And commentaries old and musty. If he should take our term exam. He’d say, Veni, vidi, busti.’’ 1914 THE CRESCENT 91 jp : Zl. rw BOY SCOUT5 TROUP No. 1 PARK COMMISSIONERS TENNIS CLUB DRIYEWKf TO ATHLETIC FIELD. J RAISING THE FLAG-MAR.2«s NOON SCENE ON CAMPUS ' 92 THE C R E S C E NT Vol. Ill When W. S. I). Goes Awav %r Does Dabney think we miss him not When he’s away on “biz” I fear that theory’s “Tommy Rot And yet I know ’tis his. It takes a big broad minded man To think we never miss him. But try as hard as e’er we can We miss him still—God bless him! And when the chapel time arrives. When Dabney isn’t there. Things go just like we had no eyes And that's our fault, ’tis clear. The teachers do their level best. And that’s a whole lot too; To take his place is much a test. And more than they can do. But when back home Mr. Dabney comes. With praises all aglow. He fills our hearts with sugar plums. And oh we love him so! T. C. B. 1914 THE CRESCENT 93 Individual ( ups Gaily and with joy A gallant boy Down the hill and up Often traveled long Whistling a song Going to town for a cup. Losing his cup grew old To this boy so bold Sorrow filled his heart to the brink Because he never found On the whole school ground Where without his cup he could drink Once, as his strength Was failing at length He met a man and slowed up “Sir, said he Please tell me, Why I should have a cup.” The reason my boy Is to give you great joy. A class you are getting to cut. You should always have fun If to town you are sent for a cup. 'o A PORTION OF QUARTER-MILE TRACK LOOKING TOWARDS PARK 1914 THE CRESCE NT 95 The Road to Success Be true, dear boys, be true. And the world will honor you Just be honest and be brave And a road to fame you’ll pave. Though your work be great or small Do it well and do it all. Resist temptation and be strong Strong enough to down the wrong. Aim high, dear boys, aim true. There's One who'll help you through Look to Him. to Him for all He will answer to your call. When you enter into life Your work will all be filled with strife. And in battle with your pride Your strength and courage will be tried. Be gentle, kind and patient too. None but good deeds try to do Love your fellowman and they In return their love will pay. And when you want to win some girl Your flag of honor just unfurl. Show you’re true, all evil shun And the maiden you have won. When the tide of life runs low You will leave this world of woe. Leave this world of endiess night For eternal realms of light. L. A. B. An “Ode” to Latin Nine Ah. Latin 9. how dear thou art! Thou hast meant so much to me: The weary days, the sleepless nights That I have spent with thee. I took thee with me in my play. Thou dids t mingle in my dreams. Lerunuive caused me little tears Relictus sum a Caesare fletus. •SUPTof BLD. GROUNDS- A PRINCEof BOYS - SNAPSHOTS OF FACULTY Aii Kxplanation I picked up a copy of the Cresent And as I turned its pages thru I joined a list of wonders” And soon I wondered too. They wondered about some funny things As you and I might do; They wondered why I didn't fall in love. And then I wondered too. You may wonder at a thing like this And I am wondering too; If other girls can fall in love Why can't I fall in too? The boys are very nice, indeed And quite good looking too; Then you wonder why I’ve never found A boy I thought would do. I’ve ceased to wonder long ago And you may cease it too. For I really fall in love you know But the boys wont fall in too. Tis But a Cloud That’s Passing lly Beneath May's bright and joyous skies The grass-glad meadow fragrant lies In radient beauty; and the sun Upon the flowerets kindly beam.— All suddenly a sombre gloom The blossoms tremble as in fear. As though they felt death's sickle near.— 'Tis not for song this dusky blight That changed May's brightness into night— Tis hut a cloud that's passing by. Beneath Life's bright rose-tinted skies We spend our days. Time lightly flies Unchecked by sorrow; while Cod In love upon his children smiles.— All suddenly Death's heavy gloom Falls on the meadow and its bloom; Appears, and 'round us shadows loom. We mortals tremble, for we fear That for us too. like fate is near. Tis not for long this dusky blight That changed Life's brightness into night— 'Tis but a cloud that's passing by. L A. B. •' [flURDLIHG AT FEC - jUUWtVmwn • _ ft C7 CHUH5 wo THE CRESCENT Vol. Ill An Ode To A Senior Pat-a-cake, Pat-a-cake, a Senior man Studying hard, and as well as he can Digging and working, but all in great glee. For he is expecting a diploma you see. Rock-o-bye, Senior in the tree top While you keep working the cradle will rock But if you quit digging the cradle will fall And down will come Senior, diploma and all. There is a boy in the Senior class. And he is wonderous wise. He does his work correctly. And makes it quite precise. But if perchance he does it wrong. With all his might and main, He works at it. and works at it. And makes it right again. 1914 THE CRE SCE NT 101 Appreciation We desire to thank all of those who have so liberally patronized our advertising columns, and ask that the readers of the Crescent take special notice of their contents. for without their financial support, it would have been impossible to publish this volume of the Crescent. 1872 1914 Drugs, Sundries, Jewelry School Supplies, Stationery Toilet Articles, Sporting Goods Finest of Watches, Diamonds, Cut Class, Eye Glasses Norris Candies, Havana C igars. Agency Waco Morning News A. I). Honeycutt Co. (iatesville. 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