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closer tie than birth. It is the one thing that brought them together and showed the worth of true fellowship. The Junior-Senior Banquet, the Class Play, Commencement and Baccalaureate services are yet to come, and the Class of 2 3 looks forward to them with great anticipation. But in the looking back over the past four years, there comes a touch of sadness that will not down. The leave-taking of school life is not nearly so much joy and happiness as we had anticipated during our Freshman trials and tribulations or in tackling a hard exam. But now after four years, all too short in retrospect, of work and play, joy and sorrow, we are about to leave our P. H. S., never again to enter as students. PRIZE POEM—“THOSE SENIORS” At school there is a bunch of kids. Who fill you up with lots of fibs; By right they ought to be in cribs— Those Baby Seniors. They're getting worse each day by day. We re Seniors,' you can hear them say, “Were going to be the president some day’’— Those Smart Seniors. Their heads are always in the air And most of them have bobbed hair; The rest need nothing, they're so fair— Those Pretty Seniors. Their faces shine like polished brass. If I were them I d wear a mask. And not be looking in the glass— Those Ugly Seniors. Of course we don't really try to be mean. But always try to be straight and clean. But do you blame us when they don’t know beans? — Those Awful Seniors. -PAGE TWENTY-FOUR- —Harold Belton.
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CLASS HISTORY It was in September, 1919, that a merry congregation of lads and lassies tripped merrily into the awe-inspiring portals of P. H. S., dancing and singing their jolly way and shouting with gladness as children will. They numbered seventy strong and their verdant freshness pervaded the atmosphere and filled it with a delightful newness that was felt by everyone, even the Seniors. Now, after four years in this hall of learning, we are about to leave, dignified. world-wise, full of knowledge and book-lore. Far behind are the careful graces and infant ways, strewn along the path, where they were gradually discarded, beside the long and narrow way, that they have followed and whose end they now have in sight. Of this goodly number, there remain but forty. These will receive their diplomas in June and graduate with full honors. Early in the first year, after the customary initiations, including tonsorial treatment, the class was organized. Howard Hill was elected to the executive chair. As far as social events and startling dramatic episodes were concerned, this year was uneventful. The only happening of note was the far-famed Freshman picnic in which the class was caught in a small deluge and had to beat a hasty retreat in poor order to a dilapidated cow-shed. The second year resembled the first, in that it included a damp picnic, and other affairs less poignant to the memory. Elizabeth Kemp carried off presidential honors and served the class most illustriously. As Juniors, they ventured first upon the great sea of dramatics. The Junior boys presented before the public a farcical comedy entitled Country Justice, which everyone agreed was screamingly funny. At the Junior-Senior banquet the Class of '23 entertain with an operetta called The Love Pirates of Hawaii. Miss Dottie Penington played the leading role, while Lowell Pearson took the masculine lead. The clever impersonation of Pirates by some of the boys was worthy of mention. Raymond Johnson was the Pirate Chief, giving a startling but real impersonation and which, in fact, some thought was too true to life. The last but not at all least is the Senior year. The class was organized hter than usual, some weeks having elapsed before it was accomplished. Everett Swenson was elected president of the class. The Reflector has been in the minds of nearly all graduating classes, the great accomplishment of the year, and the Class of 23 is no exception to the general rule. They have succeeded in putting before the public one of the best annuals that Paxton has ever seen. Also the class has been developing along the lines of scholarship and athletics. They have representatives in every field of action, including debating and other literary work. Nearly half the Varsity football team was composed of boys of the Senior class, in spite of their handicap for numbers in regard to the masculine sex. The greatest event of the year proved to be Hobo Day. There is no need to go into detail here, as it has been given attention elsewhere in this book. But it showed that this same class was not lacking in spirit and that they were loyal. There is no better reason for their actions than the meaning of the old maxim, A common fate is a PAGE TWENTY-THREE—
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