Prescott High School - Hassayamper Yearbook (Prescott, AZ)

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r HAS BEEN twelve long years, classmates, since we started out on the broad highway of learning and now we have arrived at one of it's important way-marks. When we started in at the kindergarten there were a lot of us, but some have dropped out and others have gone away until there are onlv six of our original number left. We can all remember well the first grade, where Miss Strange taught us our A-B-C’s, with the pictures at the top of the blackboard in that old grammar school. Miss Edwards came next to install in our minds the wonders of the second grade. She used to make us stand in the corner for punish- ment, and do you remember how she used to, love flowers, and how we lavished her with all kinds but especially the “sore-eye” flowers which were plentiful on the school grounds? The picture we had taken in that grade is, T dare say. familiar to all of us. Stumpy Ross is sitting in the front row looking so pleasant, with his round chubby face all smiles and his broad white collar turned sideways. A little farther down the line is Harold Elliott, who has always been the bright and shining star of our class. Yes—that proverbial smile that won’t come off is on his face but his hands are not in his pockets. Douglas Aitken comes next sitting up straight and dignified as though he really knew something. Carrie Heisler and Irene Hesla in their clean white aprons are in the next row looking prim and sober. Yours-truly is the back row with my eyes squinted up which makes it impossible to recognize me. For the fourth grade we were moved to the High School

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Myrtle and Ernestine have discovered a way to get a German lesson during Physics lab. But in the German and Latin classes we reach our highest pinnacle of fame for I have it from the lips of Miss Edwards and Mr. Baker themselves that their respective pupils give some of the most original and—unexpected translations they have known. So you see it is with cpiite a great deal of pride that we can point to ourselves as the most original class that has ever left Prescott High School. “FAVORITE SONGS OF THE SENIORS.” “Stumpy”—“There ’ain’t no harm for to hug and kiss your “Cousins.” Harold—“I wonder whose kissing Pearl now.” Blanche—“Put your foot on the soft, soft, pedal.” Carrie—“Call me up some rainy afternoon.” Frances and Roy—“Just a girl and a bov.” Susie—“I want to powder my nose.” Irene and Max—“The longer we’re together the harder it is to part.” Glae—“The longest wav 'round is the sweetest way home.” Rowena—“Please go find my Billy Boy.” Ruth—“Can't you see I’m lonely.” Ernestine—“If I only had a sweetheart.” Douglas—“Any little girl that’s a nice little girl is the right little girl for me.” Ewing—“I’m afraid to go home in the dark.” SENIOR Q UTATIONS TAKEN FROM THE PLAY. Glae—“You have to know me a little while before you really like me.” Harold—“T made seven speeches.” Carrie—“She is the dearest sweetest little girl in all the world.” Ewing—“Everywhere he has been he has created a furore.” Ruth—“I’m not a dead one. I'm from Duluth not Philadelphia.” Blanche—“That face.” Ernestine—“She has a good face.” Irene—“And I’ve something else to tell you that will nearly break your heart.” Douglas—“Another excuse and everyone a good one.” Thomas—“Well of all the nerve.” Susie—“I have no complaints to make.” Rowena—“A most remarkable woman.”

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 building' because the new grammar school was being built and there was not enough room for us in the old building. We had lots of fun there, especially when we played those famous games of “Fox and Geese and Run Sheep Run,” etc., around the woodshed which stood where the janitor’s house is now. Tn this grade we had the good luck to secure a new member to this memorable class and Ernestine Lund joined our happy family. The fifth and sixth grades—and Miss Beidelman—came next. Who of oits can ever forget the snap of her black eyes when she became angry, or the paddle that she used so freely. That reminds me of the little episode in which Thomas and Douglas were concerned. They thought it would be a real act of benevolence to destroy the teacher’s paddle and conse- quently set to work one evening and whittled it to pieces. The next day they were put to work in manual training making another and fearing that it would be used on them they stuffed their trousers full of cotton thinking they would make the punishment lighter. However this plan was not successful, for the next day they were taken by surprise and soundlv thrashed. Tn the seventh grade Miss Langdon was quite a contrast to our former teacher. e thought she was the dearest teacher we had ever had. One time when she was thrown from a horse and had to stay away from school for a while, we had a substitute and the way we behaved was “something terrible.’’ Don't you remember, classmates, bow naughty we were? But we were now doomed to another blow for here we were joined by Blanche allingford who so far surpassed us in all respects we were nearly ashamed. Tn the eighth grade we considered ourselves quite smart and looked forward to the time when we should enter High School and set an example hard to beat. But our hopes fell for an evil spirit in the shape of Ewing Tribby entered our class and we thought it was useless to think of ever obtaining more than the average. But such was not the case as time has shown, although he readily branded himself a “tender-foot” bv nronouncing “Apache” “A-pash-a.” High School came next and my how smart we thought ourselves when we went to school the first day as green Freshmen. But we were soon made to understand our place and stood in awe of the great Seniors. There were about thirty of us from the eight grade and several more joined us in the High School. Of those that joined us in High onlv Susie and Glac are left. We have always been noted for mischief but we sure beat all former records in our Freshman year. bo will ever forget the Ancient History class or the assembly room under Miss Gladfelter. Who does not remem- ber the tying of each other's hair to the backs of the desks and benches in the small recitation room? Do von remember the telegraph instruments William Norris and C.iae Paul had when