Momence High School - Monesse Yearbook (Momence, IL)

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JUNIOR YEAR BOOK. toward us that he was continually feeding us pie (ir) during class time. Then like old Caesar himself he lead us triumphantly through Cisalpine and Trans¬ alpine Gaul and into the very face of the enemy, until at the close of the sec¬ ond year, we could say with Caesar, “I came, I saw, I conquered.’’ Our Junior year was even more remarkable than either of the preceding ones. By this time, our numbers were decreased to fourteen, but we were such models in deportment that the teachers thought that we no longer needed their restraining presence. Consequently a plan of self-government was adopted for us, and we, with the class of ’06, were promoted to the Laboratory. Here peace and harmony reigned supreme, especially when we heard the patter of rubber-soled shoes in the hall. This atmosphere of freedom seemed to be all that was needed for our class to cause the rapid development of several bud s of genius Cartoons were funished free of cost to keep the Freshies and Sophies in good spirits. We also had famous electricians, who kept themselves busy generating electricity with the static machine, and administering shocks to ev¬ eryone in the room. The bell in the belfry above us never needed to be re¬ paired by the janitor, for that matter was carefully attended to by members of our class. Thus, with all these duties, besides that of publishing the Year Book, which yet remains to be equalled, we were kept very busy. Still we had time to prepare our lessons so well, that when the teachers heard one regiment trooping down to class, they sank back with a sigh of relief, and began filling their grade books with tens. The High School Faculty were so well pleased with their scheme of free Democratic government, that, for the benefit of the other classes, they have placed us, eleven in number, in the North Room, as living monuments of correct deportment. Thus we stand today, the ideal class, to whose heights all others are in vain aspiring. It is most fitting that our Class Memorial should be a statue of the Goddess of Liberty, for, like a guiding star, she stands o’er the threshold of the future, beckoning us on to greater victories.

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JUNIOR YEAR BOOK. History of the Senior Class. By Myrtle Crosby. Let the class prophet seek some learned sage and hear foretold the glorious future of the Class of 1907. Let the class poet linger at the shrine of the Muses until inspired to chant in sublime verse, the virtues of our illustrious class. But what source is left for the historian? To what may I turn to obtain the neces¬ sary aid in undertaking such an honorable task? Ah, there is a vault of rec¬ ords cherished in the heart of every teacher and pupil of the Momence High School, to which I may go and receive requisite information for compiling the history of so noted a class. Would that my feeble pen could portray these truths just as they are found in the fount of memory, springing up in the heart of every one of our number. Long years ago, when we were still in the grades, the High School pupils, were seen shading their eyes, and peering in wonder over the banisters, at a steady glowing light which radiated from the coming class of 1907. Fortu¬ nately the teachers realized what a treasure was in their keeping, hnd exerted all their energies to bring out the best traits of such promising pupils—to make the light glow stronger and brighter as we passed from grade to grade. Success crowned their efforts when in June, 1903, we graduated from the grammar sehool. The High School pupils now talked in awe-stricken tones of the great event, tor soon that dazzling light, at which they had peered in wonder, would be among them. Finally, after much conspiring and whisper¬ ing they gently crowded the Senior Class of 1903 off the threshold of their domain, and made room for us. Thus, that day in September, 1903, when we entered High School was an eventful one for our school. Her radiance was doubled by her admission to her ranks of so favored a class, and soon every one knew that her lamp of genius had received a lasting stimulus. Thus a class of thirty started on a brilliant career as high school pupils. To our teachers we seemed most avaricious for knowledge. We listened intently to all Algebra explanations, and became so well acquainted with the mysteries of that subject that the leading mathematicians of the world appealed to us to solve their difficult problems. Soon the whole town began to think that the Romans themselves were walking among them. The babble of the Latin lan¬ guage was wafted on every breeze. We harrangued with such true Italian accent that Cicero himself was said to have turned in his grave in fear lest his equals were coming at last. In Physiology we learned that everyone has a heart, but now as Seniors, we have to lament the sad misfortune of several of our members, who, by some grave accident, have lost that important organ. Our first year in High School passed successfully by, and we advanced an¬ other step in the ranks, when one bright September morning found us Sopho¬ mores. New instructors appeared on the scene to witness with admiration our ever increasing radiance. Our geometry teacher, especially, felt so genial

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JUNIOR B. Clarence DuMontelle Gailard Hess Mabel Popejoy Herbert VanSchoyck Georgia Bigoness