Palmer High School - Terror Trail Yearbook (Colorado Springs, CO)

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History of the Senior Class SCENE:-Room 311 Colorado Springs High School. TIME:-June 7, 2022, A. D. Teacher: CFacing a room full of shiny-faced, exuberant Freshmenl f'Can any one tell me what day this is? QWild waving of hands.j 'tWell, Mary? Mary: Today is the one hundredth anniversary of the graduation of the class of 1922, and tonight there is to be a big celebration in the auditorium in honor of the finest class that ever left the Colorado Springs High School. Teacher: Correct, John, will you tell the history of this unusual class in its Freshman year? john: The Class of '22 entered the high school, four hundred strong, in the fall of 1918. From the very start they were famous for their originality, pep, and enthusiasm, and were immediately recognized as the leaders of the school. The class party, proved to be the greatest success of the school year. Oh yes, and the class was one hundred per cent. behind all athletics. Susie: Pleath teacher, but they were thmart in their thtudies too. Teacher: Yes, indeed they were. But to go on to the Sophomore year. What can you tell of that Annie? ' Annie: 'lUnder the leadership of Wren Whitlow, they rose to still greater things. This year another party was held which even surpassed the one of the year before, much to the disgust of the upper classmen. Of course, they were always interested in the welfare of the school, and did all in their power to support its worthwhile activities. Teacher: Yes, well, Susie? Susie: Yeth, and they got all Ais bethidesf' Teacher: What can you tell of the third year, Tom? Tom: 'tThe third year was very important. Ross Keyte was president, and made a mighty good one. The junior farce, Nothing But the Truth, was the best play ever given in the High School. Then the class scrap was held, and it certainly was a bloody one. The ability of the junior barbers was not realized until after the iight. While in the contest held in Monument Valley Park there was no hope for the Seniors. Teacher: Yes, and--- Susie: CExcitedly, half to herself.D They thure were thmartf' Teacher: Will you tell us, Dorothy, of the senior year, or the crowning year of their history? Dorothy: CBeaming.j 'AThe Seniors took part in all the activities of the school, and it was a leading part. The class scrap ended in the only possible way-fa complete victory for '22, and the juniors, for lack of hair, did not oon forget what happened. A party was held in the second semester, and was ry clever and a great success. The Pikerls Day was a surprise to the ugtr C ass? men, and the members of the Senior class had a jolly time. Instead electing' officers to take care of meetings, a Senior council was selected, with la elk from the doors of the Colorado Springs High School forever: 'X X V Susie: Yeth, and they got diplomaths likewithef' -' 'X 'L U Thomas, president. On the eighth of june the most promising class pg? A i ii x 1 ill 1 X N 1 1 1 MARGARET OsBoRNE FRANK STQRACI-IA-, , 'l:,,x N, 'All W 1. it x . N i . W x x, AX X X

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Class Poem CLASS OF 1922 We the class of twenty-two, Now bid you sad adieug The class thatls been surpassed by none, The class that's proven true. Dear school, through these four years We've gone- With hopes to graduate! For Senior goals we've struggled on, To learn Lifels lesson great. We've taken pride, our school, in you, We've worked to lead the rest, We've tried our uttermost to do, What we believed was best. And now We part, dear school of ours, To go our many ways, With memories of sweetest hourse Which graced our high school days. Although We go to different climes In other land or sphere, We'l1 all remember school day times, The days of joy and cheer. The friends vveive made While there each day, Though numbered by the score, Will in our minds as treasures stay4 Although we meet no more. But e'er we go let's give a toaste To all who are to come, May they be qualiiied to boast Oi a class like twenty-two. just one more word as we pass by, And go upon life's way, May God look down on C. S. Highe And bless her every day. RUTH ATNIP MALCOLM PUTTY

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The Will of the Class of l922 It was a dark, dreary, dismal night, and the lights in C. S. H. S. were burning low. White robed figures were gliding back and forth' through the halls and in one corner was huddled a group of weeping people. If one had looked closer they might have recognized that dear old patient group, the faculty, with tears in their eyes, knowing that soon the Fates would sever the thread which would send the soul of the class of '22 to a better and nobler life. Sirens shrieked and bells clanged as the weather-worn and storm-beaten clock in the pigeon-haunted tower began to strike the doleful hour of '23, The muffled sobs from the dim corner grew more impressive as the door of the chapel softly opened and a tall, weary appearing man, who proved to be the venerable William S. Roe, beckoned with a come friendsn to the faithful group, waiting in the corner. He seemed not to recognize 1923, gazing with a covetous gleam in his eyes, 1924, looking absently into space and 1925, drawing back horrified and awe-stricken, half hidden in the darkened recesses of the dismal hall. The faculty filed noiselessly into the dimly lighted room and were overcome with grief when they saw the shrouded form of the noble and greatly beloved '22. Solemnly the venerable lawyer Roe drew forth a script, which proved to be the final will and testament of that renowned sage, and slowly and in mournful tones, he read these last words: I, the Class of 1922, being of sound and brilliant mind, do hereby declare this to be my last will and testament, in order to bequeath my rights and interests among the succeeding classes of Colorado Springs High School. I. To the Class of 1923, as my immediate successor, I give, for one day in the year, the privilege to look as they usually act. On this day only can their senior dignity and supercillious air be cast to the winds while they revel in all- day suckers and kiddy-kars. A II. Charles Topping bequeathes his title of the vainest boy in school to Harley Remington, with the hope that he will not abuse it. III, To the boys of the Class of '23, I give the undeniable right of leaving senior girls to attend the functions dateless, while the former escort the friv- olous sophomore Happers. IV. My dying request is that the succeeding class of juniors may stage a reception for the Seniors which will be both a credit to the former and, con- trary to custom, a most enjoyable event for the latter. V. Billie Sanson desires that the next feminine co-star of a Ryan will be as good to him as she has been to hers. VI. I bequeath to the Class of '25 the inexpressable joys which will ac- company their initiation into the solemn rites of pin-exchanging. VII. Arthur Sharp reluctantly gives up his position as matinee idol and favorite hero of the stage struck co-eds to Clark Metzler. VIII. Lastly, tofthe faculty, I leave the unceasing duty of proclaiming, henceforth and forever, the fact that I, 1922, died a martyr to a noble cause. The script slowly fluttered to the floor as the reader, in a voice choked with sobs, raised his arms heavenward and murmured falteringly, 'lMay he rest in peace. RUBY WILT EUGENE BRovLEs. 18