Harrisburg Central High School - Yearbook (Harrisburg, PA)

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But the trip oft repeated, lost all its terrors, and it soon became a pleasant place in time of trouble, where you always found-plenty of company, companions in misery. In the Fall this class achieved its first victory, the Sophs confidently remarked that they would teach the Freshmen to have proper respect for their elders. But alas l after the foot-ball game they became strangely silent, why? The score was o-o, favor of the Freshmen. In foot-ball this class has never known defeat. Although the Freshmen year seemed a long road with no turning, yet it was nevertheless very pleasant. The greenness soon wore off, and then as members of the High School, they became wildly enthusiastic. just as the trees were putting forth their first green leaves in honor of the new class to come, 1903 stepped foreward into the Sophomore Class, boldly Haunting their newly acquired honors before their lower class mates for, The Wise Soph is full of repose, For every thing known that wise fool knows, His head is well nigh rent in twain, By knowledge that presses his weary brain. The time of the new Sophomores was so taken up in coaching the Freshmen and learning to manage their new studies, that outside aEairs were neglected, so this explains the defeat which the Sophs met in base-ball, but defeat must come to strengthen victory. Winter marks the reign of social gayety and triumphs the time of debuts, and so on December 8, IQOO, the Class of 1903 was formally launched forth, and now for a short time the class enjoyed many honors, great popularity, social recognition which is always affordeda debutante. But this soon passed away, and 1903 settled down to mark out its course just as the other classes had done. The holidays passed quicklyg 1903 was ready to take that most important step-the junior Class. March came in with a roar, and at the same time a mighty shout of anger burst forth and strife and tumult invaded the peaceful halls. Angry students rushed madly about crying, To be or not to beg on to victoryf' Behold the conquering heroes come V' and then with words exhausted, bravely went forth to meet that dreadful foe Examinations. That dreadful foe had suddenly loomed up before them as a dark cloud, completely hiding the brilliancy ofthe junior year from their first sight, it could not be brushed aside, it must be penetrated, the majority penetrated its dark recesses, and proudly entered into the brilliant light of the Junior year. W'hen the Junior year is reached every one feels a thrill of delight. Solemn vows of studying are made and they spend their days in 57

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I X I History of 1903 I x I ' 3s3e3?s HA Mighty Hand from an exhaustless urn, Pours forth the never ending Flood of Years. Ba ik. Ba S the rushing waves bear all before them, year after year rolling along. And now for a little while the class of IQO3 rides the topmost wave. The present is here, rosy-tinted and bright, but it is only for a very little QQLE BSS while, and then the Class of 1903 will have been swept along by the flood, and will be forgotten, its history only remaining, for the good that men do live after them. On a balmy Spring morn, in April, JQQ, the old ,Burg was aroused from its lethargy. Something unusual seemed to be astir, many new faces were seen in the vicinity of the High School. Allseemed eager and happy. Who were they, and where were they going? This mighty band of conquerors were the Freshmen coming to demand entrance to the halls of learning, to the staid and sacred precincts of the High School. They came not in fear and trembling, But with a mighty shout, To give the Sophs a warning- They knew what they were about. Weelcs before there had been a commotion among the upper classes, the Senior Class had passed into history, giving place for advancement to the lower classesg the Freshmen became Sophsg puffed up with pride they walked about with that wise and all important air so characteristic of the class. But from the first 1903 made its presence felt, its merits and demerits swiftly appeared, the ohcice soon became a favorite retreat for the members, going slowly down the stairs one step at a time to be ushered into the august presence, not knowing what was going to happen. The way seemed long, The stairs made us weary As we wended our way To the office drearyg 'Twas thirty D's Made this mournful crowd, Then why should the spirit of mortal be proud. 36

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unremitting toil and their lamps burn far into the night, for of this year the jolly junior cannot say I came, I saw, I overcame. I The midnight oil is blithely burned As we toiled over Latin and Greek, But to other things our minds soon turned And it lasted just-one week. History is recorded by actions, not years. The next month the junior Class was called upon to select class colors. This question was a very weighty one, and hard to decide. Excitement ran high, for colors to be chosen was the question, Never did the walls of Congress ring with such eloquence, never have subjects been treated better than this important question that was discussed and decided by the youthful aspirants of 1903. Crimson and white were at last chosen as the colors. Hardly had the excitement of selecting colors died away, when I heard or seemed to hear of a class dramatic society. Very often one could hear snatches of parts being rehearsed. Infirrn of purpose give nie the dagger, The sleeping and the dead are but as painted pictures, etc. And startingsuddenly, and looking you could see your Lady Macbeth, her face convulsed beautifully unconscious of all around her, speaking to her imiginary Macbeth, grasping for the imaginary dagger. Again you are startled by hearing Ophelia's pitiful cry, and turning you see a fair damsel scattering bits of paper around the hall. These fair artists bob up serenelyu at almost any time and before you are aware of it, you see a Portia pleading for mercy or hear a love lorn maidenls cry of anguish. Again we hear of the many engagements booked for this remarkable society and thought what the future promised to these fair young aspirants in the dramatic world. But soon. too soon, like an echo this died away, and with it all my hopes for its future success. And now there were heard joyous exclamations of the vacation approaching, and the tired little juniors held up their aching heads and studied just a little harder, eager to deservedly earn their reward, but their reward was surely overlooked for when on a certain day in june, the thermometer playing arounid the hundred mark, the Senior and junior nines met on the base-ball field, the juniors were defeated ro-2g but the Juniors had been studious and it was such a warm day, and then victory isn't always the best thing. The juniors quickly forgot their defeat, in their eagerness over the class picnic, now they were receiving their reward. V ery early on the morning of june the 6th the Juniors appeared, and very late it was in the morning when they finally reached their destination-'Walkemeyer's Dam. All enjoyed themselves immensely and sometime before 58