Lincoln High School - Lincolnian Yearbook (Kansas City, MO)

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THE LINCOLNIAN 5 The fourth and last year in dear old Lincoln High. We all enrolled September, 1916, with the feeling of sister and brother and this time we felt dearer and closer to our teachers and all connected with Lincoln High. Now this year was spent in an entirely different way. We gave, each month in the Assembly Hall, Senior Rhetoricals, in which each pupil took part, and the beauty of it all was we wrote our own orations from which, all who heard them said they really learned a lesson each time. This not only helped us by strengthening our mental activities but also, as I have just stated, inspired others and taught them things they never did know. We did not lose but five students which left a total of fifty-two, but we had sent into our midst, by some means or another, enough good, worthy students to make our total the same as the third year. One of these students, Mr. Harold Bled- soe, was made class president, who by his stern integrity gained the confidence of the students who are always glad to co- operate with him. We also gave a Christ- mas play which was very much appreci- ated by the audience. Our class has a right to boast because out of no class since we have been in High School has any pupil been given the permanent posi- tion of clerk in Lincoln High office. This honor was bestowed upon Miss Helen Brown. Oh, how we do hate to leave dear old Lincoln High School, something that we think we own, to cast our lot in dif- ferent schools to be treated perhaps not so well, but we must forget about that and think about our old motto : “We will find a way or make one.” EDNA MAE ROBINSON. CLASS GIFTONIAN Now, that our country is on the verge of participating in this world wide war, it is our place to be economic and by saving all we can, help her. Therefore, instead of actually giving a present to each member of the Senior class, we will help the United States by giving them a present in writing, thus, saving unneces- sary expense. I have been associated with the members of this class from one to two years and hence, have endeavored to pre- sent them with a gift, suited to their in- dividual needs, as a token of friendship and esteem. Accordingly, I present this pillow to Miss Irene Thomas, the baby of the Senior class, so that she may put it under her head on her desk so that she can sleep better in English literature class. To Miss Marjorie Bibbs, I present this pair of Indian clubs so that she may use them to an advantage. To Miss Edna Robinson, I present these hair pins, hoping that she will use them to keep her hair smooth. To Miss Florence Cosby, I give this dia- mond ring, hoping that she will wear it with her many others and will let it serve as an engagement ring from O. J. To Mr. Vassal Talbot, I give this foot ' ball in remembrance of the games that he has starred in and help win for dear old Lincoln. To Miss Annie Weaver, I present this cook book, hoping that Roland Bruce will be able to digest a pie made according to a recipe found in this book. To Miss Juanita Campbell, I present this box of face powder in hopes that she will use it instead of borrowing powder from Hazel. To Miss Doris Wells, I give this book on “Arguments and How to Argue Them.” To Miss Pauline Gilmore, I give this memorandum so she may write in it all the various topics in English literature which she has forgotten. To Mr. Ishmael Glass, I present this red rose of which he reminds us whenever he blushes. To Miss Ruth Price, I give this folio of Opera Gems to sing them with thoughts of her schoolmates and her last year. Upon Mr. Wendell Allen, I bestow this alarm clock in hopes that it will aid him in rising earlier than before. To Miss Inez Armstead, I give this book of the latest styles so that it will aid her in keeping up with them. To Mr. Theodore Nix, I present this

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THE LINCOLNIAN CLASS HISTORY 1917 CLASS OFFICERS. E. H. Bledsoe President Beatrice Parson Vice President Helen Brown Secretary Lucile Pryor Assistant Secretary Annie Weaver Treasurer HERE entered Lincoln High School, September, 1913, a band of little, hard working soldiers, 115 in number, who, by our be- havior and respect shown our teachers, gained their confidence. We, at first, had many difficulties to encounter; one was, for ever getting our programs mixed up ; some would go to their fifth period class when they shou ld have gone to the sixth. Another was that we were abused and called “Freshie” by the upper classes, but this was very soon forgotten because we showed them, by doing and conducting our- selves, that we knew as much, if not more, than they. Our first year we were highly honored by being given the privilege of debating against the Juniors. It was won by our class “the Freshies,” as they had called us. This allowed us to have something on them which they would rather never have happened. Our school work went on as a pleasure, all subjects, even Latin. The only thing that held most of us back was sewing. This is being felt by us now. We here advise all students in the sewing classes to be sure and do all that is required of them. We gave three programs in the Assem- bly Hall, which were well remembered by all who witnessed them. This year passed away very happily with only a very small number of students dropping from our midst. Our second year, every one being ac- customed to the school had an entirely different feeling towards every other one. We are truly sorry to state that we had to lose for the second year twenty-eight students, leaving eighty-seven which still leaves us a pretty large class. We think Miss Brydie and Mr. Dawley are the cause of our class losing so many of its mates, because we heard some of them say, “If Latin does not kill us, Caesar will,” so to avoid this subject the second year, they refused to come to school. Well, the rest of us had to hold the fort and keep the good work going on. Our Caesar class was a delight and all who avoided that subject missed a great lesson. We gave a play entitled • “The Sweet Family,” which was excellently ren- dered and brought out talent we did not know existed in our class. On and on we plodded to gain the highest mark. Thus our second passed away with much credit to our Sophomore class and with only a few of our classmates dropping out throughout the year. The third year, we being accustomed to everything, began to feel really at home. We entered for our year’s work, feeling very proud indeed, but sorry to say we still had to lose more students, twenty- eight in number, leaving a total of fifty- eight, still holding the fort and doing our duty towards the advancing to higher planes. This year was spent in real hard study and no play. We had to work our brains in the study of Geometry. Oh, my, how hard it was. Physics was a puzzle to be worked out. It was a note book for this and one for that, with the injunction to be sure and write in ink. Just think, perhaps a note book in every line of study and maybe each teacher wishes it at the same time! Oh, my how it worries the brain! The third year was a trying one but it ended peacefully with the one thought that we would soon be Seniors. We gave the annual Juniors’ Reception in honor of the Seniors, which was indeed a success. Thus the third year passed like a rain cloud over a blue and calm sky.

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6 THE LINCOLNIAN book entitled “How to Win the Ladies,” knowing that he can use it to his ad- vantage. To Miss Yvette Jones, I give this pair of castanets to use in her Spanish dances i n the future. To little Miss Hickum, I present this pair of stilts in hopes that she will walk on them in order to make her taller. At least tall enough to come to Emmett’s shoulder. To Mr. James Pryor, I give this sheet of music entitled “Catherine,” knowing that he will enjoy playing it upon his vio- lin as it will bring sweet thoughts of To Miss Beulah Smith, I give this pedo- meter to register the miles she walks from the car line to her home in Westport. I give this book on “What Becomes of Non-Generous Girls and Boys,” to Miss Gladys Jones, knowing she will be inter- ested in it. To Miss Lucile Pryor, I give these strips of court plaster to seal her lips together so we may be saved from hearing her talk so much. To Miss Ruth Doniphan, I give this ad- vice, “Not to recite what you don’t know.” To Miss Tressie Clark, I present this volume of Shakespeare’s plays to remind her of the love she made in one of them. To Miss Ethel Hawkins, I present this English literature so she may continue reading her favorite (?) study. To Mr. Henry Monroe, I give these ex- cuse blanks knowing that he might be out of them by this time and that Mr. Ellison might accidentally (?) ask him for an ex- cuse for one of his infrequent (?) absences. To Miss Ethel Cochrane, I give this article on “Colors that Harmonize.” To Mr. Emmett Gleed, I present this advice, “When You Get a Good Girl Let the Others Alone.” To Miss Daisy Coleman, I give the privi- lege to be obliging once in a while. To Miss Helen Brown, I give this season ticket to the Schubert theater in hopes that she will attend every play and thus get her fill of the theater. To Mrs. Olivia Page, I give this tennis racquet hoping that she will enjoy many games played with it. To Mr. Ora Bond, I present this book entitled “How to Discipline the Child,” knowing that he can use it in his future school teaching. To Miss Marguerite Arnold, I give this blue ribbon race horse in order to show her that the fastest the horse can run is about one-half as fast as she can talk. To Miss Annie Davis, I give this box of crochet cotton and needle in order that she may crochet until she gets tired of it. To Mr. William Anderson, I present all the girls that he can possibly entertain at one time in hopes that he will afterward be able to rest from the continuous efforts which he has been putting forth entertain- ing them all year. To Miss Ethel Ewing, I present a book entitled, “For Land’s Sake Make Some Noise.” Upon Mr. Harold Bledsoe, I bestow this hat to take the place of that everlast- ing derby. To Miss Vera Patton, I give this song, “What Do You Want to Make Those Eyes at Me for When They Don’t Mean What They Say?” Hoping that when she sings it she will think of her own habit of flirt- ing. To Mr. James McLean, I give this stick of dynamite to light under his feet in order to make him move fast for once. To Miss Roberta Roberts, I give this advice, “To Pay Attention Always.” Upon Mr. Victor Wilburn, I bestow this song entitled, “If You Are Not Cute, Don’t Try to Be,” knowing that he will love to sing it. To Miss Marion Strong, I give this book of street car tickets knowing that she can use them all in going to see Beulah. To Miss Ceola Farley, I give this book on, “How to Overcome Your Rival.” Hop- ing that she can use it in the direction of T. N. To Miss Lorenza Drake, I give this book of “Kind Thoughts and Deeds for All.” To Mr. Leonard Fields, I give this cornet oio entitled, “Marjorie.” To Mr. Emmett Hughes, I give the right to choose any girl in any class, that is, excepting the Senior class. To Miss Cecelia Smith, I present this weight to put on her head to keep her from growing taller and perhaps to spread her out some. To Mr. Garfield Greene, I give this Dromio suit trimmed with bells so that he may wear it as he is our class joker.