Goshen Central High School - Yearbook (Goshen, NY)

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12 THE PIONEER. For he hurled it so far That when they laid down the tape The scorer near fainted. For it was one hundred thirty-eight. V. The next lad is one Whom you would know by his looks Was not a bad student Or a friend of his books. His mind he doth ruin. And his time he employs In reading of red-skins and dauntless cowboys. VI. From a one horse town Just out of the state, There came to this school, I am glad to relate, A lad who, if we believe the report. Has a wish to be known As a regular sport. VII. But now we must turn. And before the world bring The lad who has all the girls on a string. But though he smiles sweetly, I say “ Girls beware,” For he has a steady That resides in Montclair. VIII. This member that follows I need never name, For there is not one But has heard of his fame ; He abhors Math., Greek, Latin and all. But shows at his best When he twirls a baseball. IX. Fifth is a student of classical mind. For his equal in learning It would be hard to find. He studies with diligence And advances so fast That he now has in possession The honors of the Class. Alas ! Now we sadly mourn for one Who was forced to leave before his time, Without giving any reason, Or committing any crime. Except that he practised pugilism At an inappropriate time. XI. We must not forget our athlete. Who has returned to us again, Resolved to quit the noisy city. And the haunts of Wall Street men. Just to enter on May thirtieth, And by a smile from------win. XII. And possibly some future day, When chips are all cashed in, These lads who did their level best Will find they stand to win. C. I. SMITH, ’04. PROPHECY. YOU will remember near the northern end of Lake George on the west side of the lake, i is a large rock, called Roger’s Slide, which ap-; proaches the lake from the height of about seventy-five or a hundred feet. The approach is first a steep incline ending in an abrupt precipice which extends deep down below the surface of the lake. Last summer while visiting this lake with some friends, just at the top of the rock my foot slipped and I fell, striking the back of my head. I rolled down the incline and dropped into the lake. Being of about the same percentage of purity as a certain well-known article of merchandise, I did not sink, much to the surprise of my friends. I am told I was soon fished out of the water by a boat from the lake steamer which happened to be passing, but I was unconscious. You know that if you mix fluids of different degrees of density and then throw them from the container, the heaviest goes farthest. My feet were never far from the present, my appetite returned in just two weeks, ; but the results of activity of my gray matter landed

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THE PIONEER. 11 HISTORY. THE history of the class of 1904 is very much unlike the history of other classes. Every senior class naturally claims to be the best. The class of 1904 makes this time honored claim with greater confidence than any previous class. Classes nearly double our size have never undertaken the herculean task of editing and publishing a class paper. Proof of our true greatness lies in the fact that no work has been too great for us to undertake and carry on to a successful finish. The success of the class depends greatly upon the wise and able minds chosen to guide it when it started upon its famous career. In the trying and dangerous days when the class was first organized it made a wise and profitable move by electing Mr. Smith, president. Under his calm, quiet and determined leadership the ’04’s have come to hold the highest honors. Miss Robbins was chosen for the exacting and delicate position of editor because of her ability as an artist and her discriminating taste. On account of her watchfulness nothing but the best material has been printed in the class paper. Miss DeYoe, surrounded by the dreamy influence which seems to hang over the vicinity of I Campbell Hall, was well prepared to write the class prophecy. Inspired by the literary talent which for ages has pervaded the very atmosphere she has been able to make a keen insight into the future and discern a bright and happy prospect j for each one of the ’04’s. The wise judgment which has ruled them in all ; things led the ’04's to decide upon Miss Mould to write the class characteristic. Having lived among quiet surroundings her powers of perception have I been strengthened. With this preparation she has I been enabled to notice the peculiar habits and ac- ! tions of the members of the Senior class. The technical and difficult task of writing the Class Will was given to Miss Bassett for she has the greatest knowledge of the proper uses of the Latin and English languages. With a knowledge of these languages gained without regard to time spent, she has written a Class Will which no Junior, not even the genius of Gott or the strength of the “ Giant” Penny shall break. Now, gentle reader, as a last favor to the Senior class I ask you to read the articles which I have mentioned. They will tell what gifted talent and fertile brains have been developed and trained in Goshen High School better than the rambling pen of this, the most humble of historians. W. Y. RUMSEY, ’04. CLASS ROLL. Mary Elizabeth Bassett, Florence Seely Robbins, Anna Clara DeYoe, William Young Rumsey, Nellie Elizabeth Mould, Carlton Ira Smith. BOYS or Q. H. S. I. In the fertile land of Orange, Between two hills that rise Their lofty tops upward To meet the smiling skies, Is built our renowned village, The pride of neighboring eyes. II. And in the same village Placed upon a crest of rocks Where glacerial action Has removed the roughest spots. Is our famous seat of learning, Free from all black stains and blots. III. Each morning to this building There comes a happy crew Of lads of all dimensions, From which I have picked a few To point out their characteristics, And to show what they can do. IV. The first is our Giant, So moody and blue. Who surprised all the fellows When the hammer he threw;

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THE PIONEER. 13 squarely in the summer of 1940 and I saw things as they really will be in that year. I found myself sitting on the Court House steps in Goshen. The old Court House had not changed much, indicating that justice was not so much dis- 1 pensed then as now. The jail, too, seemed to have shrunken. I thought immediately that I would like to see how the old High School looked so I determined to take a stroll in that direction. As I neared the school I noticed a very decided change. How I missed those basso profundo 1 bull-frog solos with a full chorus of bass and baritone voices. The swamps had disappeared and their place taken by a magnificent campus of emerald green. The High School was changed the | most of any institution in town. It consisted of a group of ten beautiful buildings each three times as large as the present High School. Persons of all ages seemed to be coming and going as if the school provided courses of instruction for the very oldest persons in Goshen. Imagine my surprise when I turned down the street to get a good view of the buildings and saw j a banner suspended across the street upon which was the name of Carlton Smith for a member of Congress. I recalled one of my classmates as I remembered him, a promising youth usually shaking with laughter. This banner, with its familiar device, brought me to a standstill and while admiring it and thinking of the past, I saw a neatly dressed, nicely appearing—I meant to say young—woman cross the street and aim directly for me. I spread both arms wide, for this happy creature was none other than my dear school friend, Florence Robbins. After such a demonstration as ladies usually give, j we, by a common impulse, made straight for an easy settee upon the high school campus. Florence had changed very little. She had not grown the smallest fraction of an inch. Her form ■ was well rounded out giving every indication that nature had been generous with its food. Her hair was parted nicely in the middle, smoothed down at the sides with a somewhat careless bunch at the back of the head and a winning little curl at each ear. With the exception of small crow’s feet at the outer angle of each eye and a dimple carried lightly on each cheek, her face was as smooth as if it had been polished. Florence promised to tell me all she could of what had occurred since we had last seen each other. Today she said we will confine our talk to the members of our class with one digression to start with. You will notice the jail and the court house have not been enlarged in twenty-five years, while the high school is many times as large. The people of Goshen in common with the people all over this land found that as they provided instruction for all ages crime gradually disappeared. The school is open every day in the year and every known subject is taught. Classes are arranged for all ages and the work becomes more delightful as the age advances. Seeing I was anxious to hear of my classmates, Florence promised to commence at once, herself first. She began by telling me that our class proved to be of better physique than any other previous class as all were still alive and well. After graduating she had taken a course at Syracuse University and then had gone into society. She had a host of friends and—this was not for publication—she had had many proposals for a life partnership but the older she grew the less she cared for such long terms. Finally she decided not to marry at all and had established herself on the avenue in a very comfortable and unpretentious way. Here she has become the little mother of the neighborhood, dispersing loving service and good cheer to every one instead of two or three. You will notice that banner down the street said Florence, well Carlton has represented this district in Congress for the past twenty-seven years and for the past nineteen years no one would accept a nomination against him. Carlton does excellent literary work and is considered one of the leading authors of the day. This with his political engagements make of him a busy man. As we were talking of Congressman Smith there passed us a man with curious looking glass pearls placed in the position usually occupied by the eyes. I could not help asking abruptly “ what is the odd contrivance that man wears to replace his eyes ? ’ ’ Florence said that will interest