Goshen Central High School - Yearbook (Goshen, NY)

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THE PIONEER. ®l|r Osualjftt tSuilj £ rljiuil, (Snalji'n. Ni'Ui Qiirk. Simp. Niuctmt iSjim rcJi anil iftlir. Here’s to one and only one, and may we ever strive To love but one, and honor one, and that one ’naughty five. TRANK. H. PENNEY, Editor, JOSEPH W. COTT. 3rd, Business Manager. Motto i Vincit qui se vincit. Class Colors Cold and White. Class Flow e r i Daisy. CLASS ROLL. JOSEPH W. GOTT, 3RD, President JENNIE S. BASSETT, Secretary FLORENCE M. HOUSTON, Treasurer LAURA DeGROOT, CHARLOTTE C. GLOVER, KATHERINE M. HAYES, JOHN J. LANDY, FRANK H. PENNEY, SARA D. SHARTS, HAZEL K. VAN BUREN. CALENDAR. SATURDAY, JUNE 17, Alumni Association Dance. SUNDAY, JUNE 18, Sermon to graduates by Rev. F. S. Haines, Presbyterian Church. MONDAY, JUNE 19, Faculty Reception, High School Building, 7:30 p. m. TUESDAY, JUNE 20, Grade Promotion Exercises, Music Hall. WEDNESDAY, JUNE 21, Commencement of Class of 1905, followed by Reception to Graduates, Music Hall. ANNOUNCEMENT. In presenting to the public this, the second Goshen High School Senior Class paper, we would ask that our readers criticise us gently and accept it “ with all its imperfections on its head,” as it is intended, first to give an idea of the personal idiosyncrasies of the members of the graduating class, and second, to give an idea of the school and the work being carried on there. In the name of the Senior Class of ’05 we desire to thank those who have so kindly and generously contributed literary material to this paper. Also we would express our gratitude to the business men who have aided us financially, and in behalf of our advertisers, urge the readers of this paper to patronize home industry. THE EDITOR. RESOLUTIONS OF CONDOLENCE. Upon the eve of graduation, the honored president of our class is sadly bereaved in the loss of a greatly beloved uncle and aunt; be it therefore, Resolved: That we, the members of the class of ’05, of Goshen High School, do hereby extend to Joseph W. Gott, 3rd, our heartiest sympathy in his affliction, and that a copy of these resolutions be sent to him, and that they appear in our class paper. For the class, (Florence M. Houston, JFuank H. Penney.

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 High School Building. HIGH SCHOOL FACULTY, 1905-1906. M SMITH, Principal, Ph B., ANNA A. FA BRAND. LOU M. BUCKLYN, MARY B. BAKER, Ph. B., LOUISE E. COOLEY, Ph B., IDA KAISER, 7th Grade. ANNA REGAN, ELIZABETH W. KIPP, flt-li Grade. ETHELYN ADAMS, nth Grade, ANNA B. HOWELL, 4th Grade. MARY E. DAVIS, 3rd Grade, IDA BERTH OLE, 2nd Grade, SYLVIA R. SMITH, 1st Grade. Saver St. School. BOARD OF EDUCATION. AARON V. D. WALLACE, WILLIAM DAYTON, THOMAS MOULD, JOSEPH MERRITT, ESQ., WILLIAM D. VAN VLIET. OFFICERS. JOSEPH MERRITT, ESQ., President. ANNA A. FARRAND, Text Book Librarian. WILKIN COLEMAN, ESQ,, Secretary. JOHN M. H. COLEMAN, Collector. JACOB W. HAYNE, Treasurer.

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(•) THE PIONEER CLASS PROPHECY. Since the world began has the old saying held true, that a prophet is not without honor save in his own country, and in his own house, and never has it been more truly exemplified than now, when methinks I can see, O my prophetic soul ! all of the ’05’s and many of the superior ’00’s, holding up hands of astonishment and exclaiming: “What is this that has come unto the son of Kish (otherwise Kid of the class) ? Is Saul also among the prophets?” Has it never dawned upon your minds, nor entered into your hearts, oh my sisters and brothers, that she who may have appeared quiet and retiring, who may, perchance, have even been dubbed the Silent One, has been so, perforce and because of her mission? And deem her not wanting in social instinct and class spirit, nor in proper appreciation of class fun and flirtation, but know that her mind has been occupied with peerings into the future, and her time taken up with consultations with the fates, and in preparation for the announcement which the time has come to declare: “ I am Madam Oracle, and when I open my lips let no dog bark.” And now, oh ye fates, be kind ! Swing wide the portals of the future, and lift the mystic veil, that mine eyes, dark with dreaming, may look far beyond, into the coming years. And ye, my beloved classmates, draw near and lend your listening ears while mine occult art doth portray that which mine eyes do see. Come hither, Hazel ; let me be the witch and tell thy fortune true Yea, this is Hazel, treading with stately steps the college campus, making glorious records in school work and again becoming valedictorian of her class. Looking still further into the years, I see her founding and presiding over a Woman’s College, which seems to be a more influential center of learning than any we now know in our beloved land. Let me close mine eyes while I speak of Jennie Bassett, lest the sweet picture fade too quickly. The voices have whispered of years of travel in distant lands, with all the advantages which the chaperonage of a wealthy lady can give. And now I plainly see my dear classmate as queen of a happy home, the surroundings of which appear to be English, and a manly form is by her side, and the air is filled with the music of children’s voices. I behold the radiant matron bending with loving touch toward the little ones, and, as the vision fades, she seems to be moving among guests, dispensing gracious hospitality. There is nothing mysterious about Sadie’s fate. The lines of thy future, my classmate, are well defined, and the prophecy is plain. Listen to the Seer. The spell which hath brought local fame and power to the Goshen High School, and which maketh proud the class, shalt develop until the author becomes the world renowned basketball player, whose victories, together with her native charms, shall attract a famous athlete. My prophetic heart gives the comforting assurance, that the time spent in public doth not in any wise detract from a life of domestic happiness and joy. And now comes our sweet Katherine for whom the near future seems to be filled with brilliant work in the University class room, lightened with outside pleasures and social success. I see her graduating from Syracuse in the class of 1909. Now the scene changes to White Plains where I behold her as the valued and trusted assistant of our honored Mr. Baskerville, teaching German and Latin, and otherwise training the minds of the coming generations. The further lines are dim and hazy but yet surrounded by a glow of golden light which most surely indicates happiness and prosperity. Who is this that appearetli before me in the distance, tall and prosperous looking, wearing the laurels of success upon his brow? He ap-peareth the prominent member of the editorial staff in a large and flourishing city newspaper office. Surely it is our friend Frank Penny whose remarkable ability in this line even now we recognize. And again the voices whisper, this time telling of years of labor and great devotion to work, of feats accomplished in engineering ; the scientific journals by which he is surrounded, are filled with glowing accounts of a wonderful discovery in electricity. Draw near, Laura, and let us look upon the page of thy future. It seemeth dimly written, and yet I make out the story of a woman’s cares and duties bravely borne, and well fulfilled. And is it the home of a rector or a college professor? At least the one who shareth the home seemeth good and kind, and we must leave it to time to unfold more clearly that which the years will bring. Again the vision seemeth to be that of an athletic field. We behold John Landy as captain and pitcher of the Giants, winning the