Greenfield High School - Bulletin Yearbook (Greenfield, MO)

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FOOT RACE

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- e:----:---wz- -f-1-'SLfi:W --- --if-'M'-fe '- EK -- --N -W .. .-..4T7iL?'.,,., . . .:, ' ' :'2-1 HYi Vf? ii'?'?? Ztfisinrg nf 1112 g'-Xrifzrhizrns I fContinuedJ . our society: Clara McBride Stewart, Ethel Wilson Tarr, Eva Allen, Prof. Roy Evans, Charles Montgom- ery, Thos. Gilmore,--R. F,'Finley, etc. Lack of space forbids the mention of many others who would com- mand just as high respect. Truly, then, we may be pardoned for feeling a cer- tain degree of pride -in the history of'our society, and its history will not be written in vain if it prompts us to nobler deeds of life. VVe sleep, but the 'loom of life never stops, and the pattern, which was weaving when the sun went down, is weaving when it comes up tomorrow. AN ARCADIAN'S REPLY to a love-letter Greenfield, Mo., Feb. 24, 1911. Dearest: In response to yours of only a few moments, I am unable to refrain from making an 'immediate reply, as my heart is overflowing with uncontrollable joy. Dearest, my love for you is stronger than coffee or ' the kick of a cow. When I think of you, my heart flops up and down like my mother's churn-dasher. Visions of doubt creep over my soul until I feel like an old cheese made full of holes by little skippers Sensations of exquisite joy go thru me like- young goats over a stable roof. Vkfhen I gaze at your ever- beaming photo, I am utterly, lonesomely lost in :J dazzling dream, and my eyes stand open like cellar doors in a country town. If I, for one instant, believe my love is not reciprocated, I would pine away like a poisoned bed-bug and you will catch cold over my grave. I hope that you will not doubt my sincerity, as it would grieve me deeply for you to m'isunderstand me, and it would seem so inexpressively gallant of me to have thus confessed my love and not be sin- cere. I close with the following requestl May Ithavc that opportunity which will afford' the greatest pos- sible pleasure that I ever hope to attain in the bright, beautiful world, which would be utter darkness and confusion withoutyou. May I have the exquisite pleasure of seeing you Sunday evening at one 'oclock p. mf? ' Hoping you will always remain my own soul and sweetsmiling sweetheart, I am, yours in a paroxysm of spasmodic attachment, t IKEY. Forma In the early days of autumn, Some nine months ago, A bunch of gawky Freshmen . Stood wondering where to go. They looked, then more they wondered, Until a Senior fine Went marching up to study hall, Then they thot they'd fall in line. There they were initiated Into the High School ways,. Where they were expected To spend, yet, several days. R. A. S. TO THE SENIORS. If you have a pony of your own, Pass it on. 'Twas not meant for you alone, Pass it on. Let it travel down the aisle, Let it make another smile, But the teachers not bcgulled. Pass it on. - -4.., ' f'-'V--'14 W -' f ' , - , .-: W a w ., - '--li - f - -.11 . - in np.a:4:m.J4 - '-

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'W . A Y '- r .vw-...,,.. f ,.n1.f--Thru., V- f r- .. - 1.1-,, -rr -1n---., .. ,v'M5vz?hS-1 ?'iTf5'51'f ' ' f 5i 'f f' . f, 1 Slumher 'Glnfrm As I was going down Sleepy Way Last evening, just at close of day, I met the Sand Man coming down NVith a bag of sand from Slumber Town. Quoth he,42'My friend, indeed the sights In Slumber Town are fine these nightsf' With that he shook me by the hand And gave to me three grains of sand. 1 And when to Slumber Town I came, They took my sand and asked my name, And promised me, in tones polite, To show me every magic sight. And when I looked around, I found Toot jumping, dancing round and round. What's the matter? cried some one near. 0h! I'm not crazy. Have no fear. I'm just so happy as can be, For Luc has promised, can 't you see? But hark! Curly', appears just now. He 's been to Wichita, I'll vow. Then Aley comes dancing along, And Pat follows, singing ra song. What's the matter in Slumber Town? And what is that peculiar sound? Why diamonds, rubies all so rare, And then a Jewell, oh! so fair! Quickly vanishes in the sky And cultivators go rolling by. While Emma, Mary, Inez and Frank Come talking of their latest pranks, And stop to fix a ghost to scare The other Seniors in the rear. But when I looked to see the sights, Why someone quick puts out the lights, And something chased me fast where lies The f'pokey road called Time to Rise. 0. E. 7 niques from the flllass QKnnm Conundrum-5 When it's easy it's hard enough, But when it's hard it's horrid stuff. Answer-Geometry. . Walter Cangrily to Berth--You're the biggest fool in the room. Mr. Melcher Chotlyj-Silence! You seem to for- get that I am in here. Cythia Csadlyj-Grace, there is your 'ttrue love. Grace-Which one? Miss Hamlin Cexplaining a paragraph in Englishj -All rich people are not happy. Edward Montgomery-Not all rich people are un- happy, for I know I'm not. - Bulletin Staif met at Mary Tarr 's for the second time. After it adjourned Mildred and Aubrey were seen slowly strolling down 'iLovers' Lane. The next day at school Mildred and Aubrey looked sleepy. Miss McCoy .fin Germanj-Ruby, did Clinton have any trouble on his journey? ' Ruby-Yes, with the custom officials. Miss McCoy-Opal, what about them? Opal Evans-They rolled and bumped, etc. QOpal thot Miss McCoy was talking about the ship.j The Mediaeval and Modern History class were dis- cussing the Long Parliament. Odessa Nowell-Miss Hamlin, I thot .one of the measures they passed was to prohibit 'CY1211 by milf- tial law. Lena M.-Oh, you are thinking of the Pensions of Rights Cmeaning Petition of Rightsnj. Mr. Melcher Cin Geometryj-What can you do, John? John Roberts-I can't do much of anything. Edwa.rd M.-I can help Johnny. Eddie-Just look at the rats in Mildred's hair. Mildred-I haven't any rats in my hair, have I Rowe? Eddie M. tread-ing in Englishj+ An old man fell asleep and began dreaming of when he was a little girl. V Luella Cin Senior English debatej-Just think of it! Lady Macbeth had lost all the love of her own husband, and had no one to love her, and think how awful that would be- QA burst of laughter from the class.J Well, that counts a whole lot. CA loud uproar is heard from the class, and Luella argues from another standpo'int.J ' Miss Hamlin-Why don't you talk louder when you recite? . Cythia Cmeeklyj-A soft answer turneth away wrath. Ora Cin Senior English-Well, I thot that she thot that he meant- O, I don't know what I did think, Mary RobertsfEddie never can say what he wants to. A crowd of girls and boys were discussing matri- . .I V -.-....1'..,,,,,1,. A-i.,..,1, I ..,,.,.-sq t i--, , -:- A 1 .4.-..- -.1 - - 5 1: , - s .. --m:- - . ,