Roanoke High School - Acorns Yearbook (Roanoke, VA)

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1917 9112811115 nf IRIJHIIIJIQB 143 Journey of Studious to the Delectable Heights of Success TUDIOUS graduated from the Roanoke High School and forthwith decided to continue his journey on the path toward knowledge and thence to the Delectable Heights of Success. There were devious routes to this lofty pinnacle and so Studious was grievously put to it at the very beginning of his journey to decide on which road he would travel. At last he decided on a route that lay through the demesne of Hampden-Sidney College and the post-graduate labyrinths of the University of Virginia. Studious started on the first part of his College Career with a joyous heart. At first his buoyant hope kept his eyes above the trees and he did not see the many rocks that lay in his path. Many a time he stumped his toe but laugh- ingly passed it by as an inevitable consequence of haste. He received his first jolt when he came to the end of that year. Inattentive he traveled o'er the last few rough rods marked Exams and did not see the sheer drop at the end called Partial Failui'e.,' He precipitated himself o'er it. He arose and saw a Cross-road that led back to the World from whence he had come. It was short and pleasant. So he was meditating on following it when a Benevolent Student and an interested Member of the Faculty took him by the hand and told him to assay the rest of the journey a little more cautiously than the first. Again Studious set forth on the upward path of Knowledge., Here he found it rough going for he must surmount barriers of stone such as Etymology of Homeric Greek and Analytic Philosophy. Here he found many sleeping by the wayside. Studious was strong of body and intellect so he soon found to his great delight that he was Head of his Class. He now adorned a brass plate with the words President ' I 8 inscribed thereon. At last he approached the College Domain and the Keeper of the Grounds placed a mark on his head thus: A. B. ' Studious looked back over the road he had traveled and up at the new one through the University. He thought that it was a day's work, so he decided to take a Vacation. He wentvout and lay on a luxurious bed called Society. When he awoke in the morning he started to get out on the Wrong

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ALL SENSE AND SOME NONSENSE 000 It seems just not exactly fair That he gave to her that present rare For no one else was favored so, And she was neither friend nor foe. We cannot understand it allg .That gift was very small and roundg For he was harsh and wise and tall, It clicln't even make a sound- While she was just a Freshman girl, Yet it woulcl last a long, long time, With her rosy cheek and hair in curl. That ZERO-worth not e'en a dime! T. HAMERSLY,

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144m Qtcurns of iiturrnnke 1917 side which would have hurled him into a yawning chasm called Matrimony. At this time an old friend, Bachelor, told him of his mistake and Studious came back into the road of Knowledge. l-le now started through the paths of the University. They were almost indistinguishable among the tall trees. The guards along the way gave meager directions. But Studious was filled with enthusiasm and followed his nose. He commenced with nature and studied the plants and animals not for their organic relations but their community life. He wrote his treatise on Ancient Greek Cavo-relievo. Then the mark on his forehead was changed to M. A. The rest of the journey was up a twisting and winding trail. The goal was in plain sight but could only be obtained by persistent climbing. Many perished by the wayside. Immediately Studious clothed himself in a flowing Cape of Poetry and spread it in the Breezes. These Breezes were called Editors and the fiercer ones, Critics, They would tear any weak fabric from the backs of the struggling authors and hurl them into Cblivion. But in attempting to pull Studiousis cape from him, a Wind Critic carried him through the air and despairingly dropped him. To his great amazement Studious fell, unhurt, right on top of Mt. Success. I-le declared to the ad- miring World that it was a Windfall. joHN KENNETT, '17, Toast to the 1918 Class Class of Eighteen, here's to you! We know you're great, we know you're trueg The road to real success we've tried to pave, For soon the Senior Hag o'er you shall wave. Oh! Juniors, workiyou'll have next fall, But try your best to do it all. Whate,er you say or do, don't dare forget That Seventeen Class, in heart, is with you yet. T. HAMERSLY, 'l7.