North High School - Polar Bear Yearbook (Des Moines, IA)

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63 ROY B. GREGG ONA L. CURTIS LENORE ASH EDGAR DE SILVA Jffllom el,.A'53 Officers Colors GREEN AND WHITE Yell We yell, We yell We yell, you bet, We're 1904 And yelling yet. 16

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C sweet CAROLINE FARNSWORTH In the fall of 1902 MISS Farnswo1th was placed 1n charge of the BUSIDCSS Department of North Hrgh She IS a teacher of Wlde exper1ence and 1n the two years she has been rn charge, she has made the department equal t that of any ln the Clfy Her strong sweet personal 1ty has made fr1ends of all who have come 1n touch Wlth her X, MR KENNGOTT MRS H R REYNOLDS dlrector of MUSIC For the past two years the musrc classes of North Hrgh have flourlshed under the d1rect1on of Mrs Reynolds, one of Des MOIDCS most popular and wrdely known muslcal mstructors She has always shown a great 1nterest 1n our hlgh school and has apprecrated the good work done 1n the muslc classes The success CAROLINE FARNSWORTH PROF KENINGOTT not only speaks h1s own tongue w1th elegance and accuracy and excels as a t acher of languages but he brmgs Wrth h1m the Splflt of French l1fe and customs Broad m1nded and qu1ck, he has adapted the customs and sp1r1t of European schools to our Amerrcan l1fe and has made warm frlends as well as good l1ngu1sts of many North Hlgh young people ef of the operetta glven by the Senlors several months HY dfb ago, was due to her skillful management, and won it her many true frlends among the patrons of North ents Hlgh MRS H R REYNOLDS ltr th I l 'N I , - ' E j . 1 e s - A V A 'Y O I I e 4 - - Q . . . , I , . 9 l I , . :ic , ' ' , , . ll ' has ' r ' - ' .

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To 1904 ll. Hark! vThey're coming, Hear the humming Gro-wing to a mighty roar. Bid your trembling nerves be steady, Brace yourself. Get a good ready For the class of 1904. Int-o everything they're butting,,' All the old traditions cutting, Splashing all the landscape near them, With the ancient gruesome gore, And we hear them as they pass Bid the world Hkeep off the grassf' Leave the earth to IQO4. See yon sad and shadowy creatures? Ghosts they are of saintly teachers, Gone where grades no longer bore. Slowly did their strength diminish, Till worked was each one to a finish, By the class of IQO4. Yet the creature so despotic Has a mighty force hypnotic To win its way to worlds unconquered heretofore And when Fame gives out the laurel , It will be no use to quarrel, For you'll Hnd it sticking safely On the crown of 1904. Q