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

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FACULTY WILLIAM S. ROE f'Hail to the chief who in triumph advances. ASSISTANT PRINCIPAL: L. D. VOTAW His mind is ta'en up wi, the things of the state. PRINCIPAL OF LINCOLN: R. M. GRINDLE Born for success he seems With grace to win .' with heart to hold. OTHER MEMBERS OF TI-IE FACULTY ART PANSY DAWES A rt remains the one way possible of speak- ing truth. COMMERCIAL ALMA LARSON Here's a dear little lovely golden-rod,' Did you bloom just on purpose for us? LUCILE PRATT With eyes that were dark and deep. MR, STILL HAnd he is oft the wisest man. PEARL V. TURNER A nd 110i mountains of silver and gold would sujice one pearl to outweigh. DOMESTIC SCIENCE LENA M. BROOKER HWould that all rooks were like this one. ANNA MEIER We may live without friends, we nzay live without books, But civilized men cannot live without fooksf' JENNIE THARP 1'Plying her needle and thread Stitch! Stiteh! Stitchlw EN GLISH LILLIAN G. BATEMAN Her air, her manners all who saw aa'mired. MAR-IORIE DEARING Her voice was ever soft, gentle and low' An excellent thing in woman. DOROTHY GILFILLAN She's a winsome wee thing. 9 LUELLA HALL '1She so fair of speerh, and womanly of air. EDNA JACQUES When she talks, she always says something worth while. HARRIET JORDAN There was woman's-fearless eye, Lit by her deep love's truth. NANCY JUDEN HAnd fairer scenes fairer grow whene'er she passes. EDNA M. LEE Far in that valley's shade, I know a gentle maid, Flower in tlze hazel glade. LURA A. MERCER Thy gentle voire my spirit can cheerfl' WINONA M. NORTON The happy martins call, sweet-voieed, in- sistent, For home is home wherever love is found. RUBY PATTERSON Sweetly does she speak and move. RUTH SHELLEDY At whose bright presenee Darkness flies away. BERNICE SKIDIVIORE A-nd her heart like a song on a sunny morn- ing, Is as pure and sweet as the day. LULU B. SIXIITH 'kllany rharms are as natural to her As sweetness to the flower. BELLE TURNBULL The mildest manners with the bravest mind. HARMONY WOODWORTH HSeeing harmony in her bright eyes.

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HISTORY EDITH HALL One srnile rnost kind That fell like sunshine where it went. L. M. HUNT He is a noble gerztlerruznf' LILLIAN JOHNSON She moves a goddess, but she looks a queen. ERNESTINE PARSONS Oh, thou art fairer than the evening air Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars. ROBERT POER It is easy to sing when the chorus swells The song in a glad refrain. BYRON J. READ He reads rnuchg he is a great observer, HENRY C. REHM 'fHistory, with all her volumes vast, Hast but one page. LIBRARY VANITA TROVINGER The fairest garden in her looks, And in her rnind the wisest books. EUNICE PHELPS Her bright smile haunts nie still. MANUAL JOSEPH ALBRECHT And gladly would he lerne and gladly teche. T. J. CLARY Qf rnanners gentle, of affections mild. LEON F OWLER Thou hast caused printing to be used. E. H. HALE The ,dame of knowledge grew A little brighter in the hands I taught. F. N. LANGRIDGE The brave man carves out his fortune. ALBERT MCKENZIE Under the spreading chestnut tree The village srnithy stands. MATHEMATICS W. R. BALLINGER And Cstrange to telllj he practiced what he preached. ll MABEL BATEMAN 1'Your name is great in mouths of wisest censure. RUTH BATEMAN Is she not rnore than painting can express, or youthful poets fancy. NORENE BIIRCH A lady brirnful of learning. EMINIA B. GRANT Faithful, gentle, good, Wearing the rose of wonianhoodf' CECIL GRAVES Yet beautiful and bright he stood As born to rule the storm. IRENE HENDERSON Hbffothering warrnth ofthe sunirner sun, And a day's long joy but just begun- That's Glory. ELIZABETH JOHNSTON A daughter of the God's divinely tall and rnost divinelyfairf' MARY C. STR ACHAN She that was eier fair and never proud, Had tongue at will and yet was newer loud. MADELINE STRANG t'Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in everything. MODERN LANGUAGES EDNA DESSAINT Your call is like the rneadow-lark, Your srnile the sunlit dewf' FRED HARVEY Every rnan has his-fault, and honesty is his. DAGINIAR HOLINI A nd the liquid gold of the June sunlight Swept over her sweet young head. HELEN STOTE To see her is to love her. ELLA L. TAYLOR Those about her Frorn her shall read the perfect ways of honor. 11 MUSIC MRS. H. H. BROWN A voice peals in the end of night A phrase of notes resembling stars. FRED FINK Still heard in his soul the rnusic of wonder- ful melodies.