Jefferson High School - J Yearbook (Jefferson, WI)

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1-AiiK TWENTY-.NI.NK The Class of Twenty-three As I now remember, II was in the golden September. That in number forty-three Joined the class of twenty-three. Here our class history was begun The honors we took and the laurels we won. Our first year was not the best Although new joys were possessed. Each member proved to he a mighty good sport By giving the school his loyal support. We reached the highest point of all By heating the Sophomores in basket-ball. Our freshman year was fading fast And vacation time was here at last. But soon we left our occupation, And struggled again for an education. And here our football spirits arose, To help our friends and to plague our foes. Now. what is a more beautiful scene Than to have men playing on a football team? This shows that our class was not slow Which former athletic records will show. At this time two men were wearing “J’s Asa remembrance of their foot-ball days. In basketball we sure did tight. For a lighting man is always in the right. In the class tournament we took first place, Which made the sun shine in a shady place. Our class was never successful in oratory. But was at its highest point in declamatory. Fatigue was a thing we've never met Having members in the glee club, orchestra, and quartette. Accomplishing small deeds every day Our Sophomore year soon passed away. For a short time we left our studies But soon continued our former duties.

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I’.MiK r VKNT EUilIT Yosl, Margaret “Marge” Teachers’ Training Annual SlalT i Dramatics i. Weakness Hatty talk. I in excused. I take the Teachers’ Course.” Schultz, Yiolette Victoria” Teachers’ Training W eakness American History. ? She’ll make them toe the mark some day.”

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PAGE THIRTY JHS] Now what thronging memories came That yielded their joys, grain by grain. Wlien eight fuotball warriors fought fur life. To conquer their opponents in desperate strife. Three of them received their official J” The other five fought without complaint always. Answering with out delay the tiny calls of everyday Onr Junior year passed away. And now you may know the news That the ranging and the clanging of the shoes. And a clatter and a chatter of the tongue Is to give the warning that the Seniors have come. Every Senior answered to the football call. To hold up the standard our record not to fall. On the football team seven Seniors played, And what an excellent record they made. W ith Captain Kroening at their head Whose record in former history was read. To the winds our records were tossed When Captain Kroening and Betzold we lost. So why quarrel over a lust game Our best two men weren’t able to play again. Now the boys of Captain Kroening Are wondering over next year’s task, breaking rules of training. Three Seniors are playing on the basketball team But Kroening and Betzold are missing in the scene. Who are unable to play basketball Idle to injuries received in football. This shows that our Senior year is by far the best Each boy and girl doing their best. I’ve said enough, the history is done We’ve had our work and we've had our fun. And forever we must leave the school upon the hill Beneath which the waters of Rock River How quiet and still. —Harry Bleekschmidt.