Hellgate High School - Halberd Yearbook (Missoula, MT)

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THE HISTORY OF THE CLASS OF 1912 PERCY STONE, ’ 12 It was a shock, and the school has never gotten over it. Everyone sat up and took notice, even the Seniors. It was an event which has never been equalled and one that will remain without a rival for many years. This was the entry of the class of 1912. With what toil they left the childish grammar school behind, with what enthusiasm they took up the work of making the High School amount to some- thing. Have they succeeded in this attempt? Compare the present High School with what it used to be. Have there ever been so many detentions handed out or so many suspensions as there have been since we entered the school? Some ignorant people may claim that this is nothing to brag about. Perhaps it is, perhaps it i not. Be that as it may. There are many other ways in which we have shown our superiority. Take, for instance, physical progress. At one of the first meetings of the class, when it was yet in the Freshman stage, a large body of upper-classmen attempted to raid it. What happened, you ask ? Inquisitor, that is a foolish question. What always hap- pens when anyone tries to start anything with us ? Defeat, of course. The boys who attempted the rash deed were overpowered by the Freshmen and laughed at by the girls, for whom they had tried the impossible. Next, are we not superior to all in wisdom? Have we not from the first shown ourselves to be the brightest pupils? Think of the stunts which were originated by our class. They are too numerous to mention here, but I will say that the novel schemes of advertising which have been used during the year were, for the most part, due to the brilliant minds of Juniors. The Megaphone was the idea of a Junior. Yet some claim that they have us beaten in originality. We also claim that we are above everyone as far as “ doing things” goes. No sooner had the class been organized than plans were being made for a sleigh ride. In our Sophomore year the same thing happened and a party was given in honor of the class. This year we are making plans for the most elaborate ‘‘Prom” that the school has seen. And then people say they team beat us. I have dwelt too long rtpon the subject of superiority, but it was so evident that I had to put it down. I will now trace briefly (briefly because the editor won’t give the Juniors any more room) the history of the class. There were 90 when we .enterd and that 90 elected Roy Allen as president. Gradually the class lost its members until now our class is probably the smallest in the school. The next year we elected Keith Miller president, and he was re-elected again this year. In this last year we have acquired some new members who raise the standard of the class in both quantity and quality. Among these are “Orator” Angevine, “Cupid” Lansing and the “Count” and “Bill” Molchior. So the class remains— First in war, first in peace,. First in the hearts of all wise (?) men. Page 19 The Bitter Root

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