Greenfield High School - Bulletin Yearbook (Greenfield, MO)

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Hr- f.-A fwgzs-3-'W 1- -:ff-1 1- cf1:':i,-',--E'-.gqgnfgrz-.5,--','gl'1:s.c,4:: :::.:.::a.,:.m. g- g e--A ' ' - --' 1'-rf 1 Senior Class History. On our first appearance at the high school on the first Monday in September in nineteen hundred ten, we quickly observed that the other classes were impressed by our very first day's work. NVe were forty in number. Many peo- ple starting into high school get lost when the bell rings and know not where to go. But none of this class ever got lost, or if they -did, they were soon found, for each and every one was brilliant enough to be readily missed fF0IY1 recitation. Can the work of our Freshman year ever be equalled? It will certainly never' be improv- ed upon by any other class. ln algebra our teacher sat 'silent and motionless while we explained the most difficult 'problems with marvelous ability. In all our work we were wonderful. Latin was a pleasure with lsuch a class, in ancient history we wrote essays of one thousand words which far excelled the theses written by fthe seniors. Wliile our English work would have been a credit to any college class, our teacher especial- ly delighted in our explanations of Shakespeare. A Senior Class Poem. The Freshies were a famous iclass No difference what things passed In 1910 in Greenfield school. To be ure we were very, very bright For we worked with the greatest flellglflig And O, the joy'fcr the teachers to hear That weid be ,Seniors in three more Years. The next year we were lucky Sophs so wise Although we were, we were not surprisedg For you just mark my word rlght here No class compared with us not near Our sophomore work was no less wonderful. The class had the highest aver-age of grades in school. This year's work is con- sidered hard by other classes, but our class completed the workin latin, history, algebra, and Eng- lish with practically no home study. We now won notice not only in school, but all over the town and country, for never be- fore had they seen as brilliant a class as we. Ea-ch one was a bright star, and a worthy model for the freshmen to follow. But our standard was too high for themg they were forced to be con- tent with a much lower grade of work. W Our junior work, we can very tiuly say, without boasting, was quite an improvement over our previous work. All save a very few of our stars grew brighter and brighter. There had always been three stars brighter than the others. For o.ther classes there is always somewhere a hardest place, but is was not so with thiS class, our work changed only to improve. Each year a few of our number were needed elsewhere and could stay in school with us Then all were jolly Juniors, good and bold For we just did what we were told And we always will this school adore Which we attended in the days of yore. Now the dignified Seniors we are called And on commencement d-ay we 'll not fallg For we're very sure that we'll all pass Because We learn so quick and fast. Those teachers just look aroun' And also run us Seniors down Then every time we crook an eye That takes off ten,' they do re Y nolonger, lVe missed them. As our number decreased the quality of work was better, more concen- tated. Judging by our most ex- cellent grades, great will be our reward for having tried and hav- ing accomplished something. Need we mention our senior work? No, it was not work but a pleasant pastime for such ac- complished young men .and young women. As always we have Inar- velous records. On punctuality we have a perfect record, not one tardy against lthe whole class, and attendance, almost as good. It would take too long and really I have not words to express the wisdom of the class in the various phases of the course but will say that all our records are corres- pondingly and unquestionably as good, more nearly perfect than any other .class-ever dare hope ito have. NVe are graduating with a class of nineteen, the greatest number ever graduated fro.m G. H. We leave. We are glad to leave. Unlike some other classes, we do not wish we could do our work over again. We have done our best, most excellent work, and hence we leave with no regrets. Teachers say we're the meanest class in school N Cause we won't obey that string of rules, V They won't appreciate our good work But-make us think that we all shirk. ' ' And when school days are o'er VVe'll open life's broad door, For the parting time has come Now we'll show how work is done. Now may the fame of this great Senior class 4 Like its glory forever and ever as ' And spread good new 'ill over the spheres Through and through these coming yefus ' . - , , on - pl- ' . ,

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Senior Class Prophecy. As I sat meditating one even- ing after the sun had shed its last feeble rayshupon the beauti- ful landscape my wandering eyes were of a sudden focused on a stream of light that seemed to immerge from the horizon. It as- cended the sky, then receded, but was once more projected upward even higher than the first. Then it occurred to me that I must be the proud witnesser of so com- mon a physical phenomena of the artic circle, the Aurora Borealis. But words cannot express the frightful attitude I was in when to my astonishment but deep in- terest the lashing fire was sten- ciling real words on the blue sky. The first .words were Mary Em- nor Stringfield shall increase her knowledge in- music and tour France to enjoy the combination. By .degrees I had awakened from my slow wits and realized I had a supernatural force before me writing a prophecy for me to in- terpret. The next name was that of Ruth Hughes, who is destined 1:0 finish ia higher institute of learn- ing, then scatter her knowledge by teaching school. The projecting flame acting as a flag pole hoisted a suffragist banner on which was the inscrip- tion world-Wide leadership for 1916 to be conducted by Dorothy Stringfield, assisted by her able secretaries, Ruth Warren and Freddie Draughnf' Ralph Hartfield will have the management of the government telegraph system in 1918 so we will 11ot be compelled to wait long to know the destination of men and the measurements of events. And neither will we be miI111S entertainments for Lennie Jones will become a comedian dramatist ileger excelled and rarely equal- 0 . The lights next became extreme- ly bright, brighter even than the sun's spectrum, and I was com- Delled to withdrraw my gaze. I resumed it soon to be witnessel' 01' a beautiful art production and '--11: - ' - - ' rw . -. ...e:.v:e1ee-nea.a,s,zs,7.eIq-:..7.gan-:--A,- ..-. . -.-.,,, 5 the .brush had been delicately manipulated in one corner, reveal- lllg the Dame of the artist as Al- ma Finley. For some time after graduation Vesta Cotner shall teach school in the future consolidated schools of our county, after which she will live on a farm, but not alone. With my mind puzzled and working rather sluggish at times I was forced to surmise a little, but nevertheless I caught a great picture of a. farm with vast fields of ripening grain waving in the breeze and magnificent buildings, suggesting home itself. But the center of attraction was a person feeding the pigs whom I recog- nized as Norma Quarles. Wholly contrary to- the previous rural scene but one of an equal industrious nature was that of a schoolroom filled with children. At the taecher's desk sat the teacher, small, but yet bus-ily en- gaged in work. None other was it than Nanette, Thomas. The illustrative views Suddenly ceased and -script again prevail- ed. The stenciling light wrote that Hobart Roberts would be- come a lawyer of matchless fame. I knew he would because of his splendid argumentative nature. And Cytha Shouse, our modest member, will become a famous music student, proving a never ending delight to her friends. The Borealis next revealed that Mabel Edwards will teach domes- tic science in New York. Wliile Katie Freedle shall be artist of a fashion concein in the same city. I was then awarded by the vis- ion of a sign painter wielding a brush over his faultless task of preparing a sign for Harold King the painless dentist of 1920. I could not imagine who the paint- er was but after remembering the person's anatomy being rather out of proportion the thought came to me it must be Leslie Renfro. Sylvia Hughes is destined to be a worker in fashionable fancy pat- terns, and Lenore Allison to teach Indians for the government in the fm. urgst' .l.M.F. g Senior Class Song. Tune: You made Me Love You. Prof. Made Us Study. Let us tell you just one thing, We are in the Senior ring, And we always do the right, When the teacers aren't in sight. Why, oh, why should we stay here All our work has now been done, And now we 're leaving, So don't be grieving, Senior class of -G.H.fS. Prof. made us study, V We didn't want to do it, We didn't .want to do it Ctra, la, la, la, laj i And all the time we knew iit,,,,.,-5 I guess we always knew it, I, .T And now we 're leaving, somehow it makes us glad, - ' Until we think of the good old times we've had. Our grades are high and you needn't try to beat us You needn't try to beat us, We want our fun 'tis true, Yes we do, deed we do, you know we do. Got the class spirit that you cry for, You know that we got the kind of grades that you'd die fo1'. Good bye to old G. H. S. We have pictured in our minds, Some day we would surely find, Something for each one to do, Something noble, honest and true. Now our dreamsfof study arej o'er, And we'll think of books no more Come on you Juniors, Y0u'll soon be Seniors, And work as you never did be- fore. ' Juniors worry all day long, Don't know if they're right or wrong, They can't help just what they Say, I I' Seniors made them talk that way. Someone got their white and 'blue Cheese cloth, twenty-four yards too, And now they're crying, No use denying, There's nothing but cheese cloth will do. 'I ' 'QPQQQJQ-1.1 . -, - ways.-.ewwzqfsp -.---.-f 'f ' 154 fiif'-i-R-'I f3T ia3X'eT,.I ' .,.,..... ........ , .s .. . ..z.,....f1....,'.., L... ., L.-. ,w f - - .rw f. . .-iq?5,'w2:'?37 terra-'w