Prescott High School - Hassayamper Yearbook (Prescott, AZ)

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FRESHMEN CLASS

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ephemeras a BAD beginning does not always imply a bad end.” Vk How true this is of the Sophomore Class. ’Tis true that we entered the High School with the repu- tation of being the “orneriest” class that the weather-beaten old building had ever seen. For long weary months we held this reputation, but this year, with no scruples whatever, we give it with all due honor, to the present Freshman Class. The Seniors, having four years’ of experience in High School naturally assume a dignified station, as models for the following classes. The Juniors are just on the verge of entering this Senior life, having served their term in the easy-going and irrespon- sible career as Second Classmen. Of the Freshmen, the least said the better. This leaves the Sophomores midway between all the other classes. We are generally thought of as not amount- ing to very much, but nevertheless, we maintain that loyal class spirit and unity which always attains a good end. In athletics you will find us represented with highest of honors. In society we always enjoy ourselves with the rest of the classes. In school work you will find us up to the highest standard(?), and in all theatrical performances we star. We hope to raise our already shining laurels to the high- est point of perfection, and, when we are finally Seniors, we will leave the High School with a record that will be hard to beat. 16

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J4 N September, 1912, there came trampling into the High ft School the largest class of Freshmen that the school had ever had enrolled before. After amusing themselves by gazing at their surround- ings, especially the Senior Class, in an awe-stricken manner for the greater part of the first two or three weeks, they finally, at the request of their teachers, settled down and by dint of a great deal of effort they, in a few cases, actually gave hints of being humanly intelligent. Many and amusing were the means that they used to prove themselves worthy of such an exalted position as Freshmen. Glancing down the various aisles we see the results of their efforts. Behold Davis. Pat his noble brow and note the slivers which your fingers pick up in the process. Hear the hollow reverberations set up by the emptiness of his cranium. See Harvey. Miss Harvey, the most lady-like boy in the entire school. Those dimples, most tantalizing. His only fault, he knows no evil. That girl with the affected air: that is Irene. A good student whose favorite pastime is teasing Harvey. Jack Miller, the President of the Class, comes next. Jack is a remnant of the Class of Fifteen. A small but evi- dent specimen. Here is Pauline Shaw. She is another very conspicuous member of the class. We know very few of her character- istics, for she, like her contemporary, Johnnie Robinson, has never, to our knowledge, closed her mouth and by so doing allowed any of her qualities to appear. 18