Sheridan High School - Bronc Yearbook (Sheridan, WY)

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12 THE OCKSHEPERIDA EDITORIAL THE OCKSHEPERIDA “Camp Crier” of the Sheridan High School Published monthly during the school year by the students of the Sheridan High School at No. 32 West Brundage Street. Entered for transmission through the mails as second-class matter at the postoftice at Sheridan, Wyoming. Subscription Rates: 75 cents, if paid before January 1st; otherwise, $1.00. Single copies, 10 cents. EDITORIAL ST AFT Editor-In-Chief.................Dorothy Buell Business Manager .... . Baxter Jouvenat Exchange Editor ........Esther Waugh Athletics....................Bert White Humorous........................Matilda Axton Class Editor, T2... ....Jennie Williams Class Editor, ’13.................Edyth Polly Class Editor, ’ll ...... Hazel Helvey Class Editor,'15..........Hazel Perrine NEW DIRECTORY. Athletic Association. President .............. Vernon Waisner Vice President ......... James Gridley Secretary .................. Anna Axton Treasurer ............... Colin Camplin Senior Class. President .............. Esther Waugh Vice President ......... Herbert Bramel Secretary and Treasurer .. Florence Brown Class Colors—Maroon and White. Junior Class. President ................ Harvey Luce Vice President......... Bernice Stevens Secretary and Treasurer......Paul West Class Colors—Lavender and White ... Girls’ Glee Club. President ............... Dorothy Buell Vice President ............. Anna Axton Secretary ............... Matilda Axton Treasurer ................. Pearl Case Librarian ............. Bernice Stevens Exchange Editor................... Ruth Evans A NEW ORGANIZATION. The Girls’ Glee club of Sheridan High school, the first musical club ever organized in the school, elected its officers and adopted its constitution Friday afternoon, January 19th. Under the direction of Miss Lord, some girls will meet weekly to study music and musical subjects. Music has not had the prominent place in western schools that it has occupied in the east and middle west, and it is hoped this iii st organization will become a permanent thing in the school. Although the club has only a few months ahead of it for this year’s work, it will make the most of its limited time, and set the club on a solid basis for the next school term. There are few rules to he observed—a regular attendance and a strict attention to work will be re-cpiired. Dean Cross entertained the High school on Wednesday, January 10th, with a most profitable talk on “Personality.” The point “do something,” not “somebody,” was especially emphasized, and applied well to High school life. Most of the Seniors and Juniors realize that a few years ago, there was more or less of this “doing somebody” in High school. One class strove to “do” another class, and so on. This method is fast passing away, and a more sensible method of each class “doing something” is coming into prominence. Dean Cross remarked that he would enjoy coming again to the High school, and the High school will gladly welcome him at any time. Perhaps one of the most absorbing and interesting topics of the month has been “coasting.” This winter has brought out more interested spectators and enthusiastic participants than ever before, and the coasting on Thurmond

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THE OCKSHEPERIDA 11 JOKES THE CANINE CANNIBAL. Garfield W. Weede, the left end of the Pennsylvania football team, lay with a broken leg in the University hospital. In the same ward lay two other football victims, William Hol-ltnbach and Frank Fuqua, the former with a broken leg, the latter with a fiactured skull. Flowers—great masses of roses and violets—surrounded these young men. “Yes, I am afraid,” said Weede, vn ith a patient smile, “that football is becoming a ghastly sort of game. It reminds me of barbering down East. “I once went into a down East bar-Ixrshop to get my hair cut. As I sat in the chair and the scissors clicked away the barber’s dog lay beside me on the floor looking up at me all the time most attentively. “ ‘Nice dog, that’ said I. “ ‘He is sir,’ said the barber. “ ‘He seems very fond,’ I said, ‘of watching you cut hair.’. ‘ ‘It ain’t that, sir,’ explained the barber, smiling. ‘Sometimes I make a mistake and take a little off a customer’s ear.’ ”—Philadelphia Bulletin. Someone once asked “Tim” Sullivan of New York for informtaion as to the prospects of a politician who was popularly supposed to be “on the ragged edge.” “Well,” said Sullivan, “he seems to think he’s getting on all right, but there are others who entertain a different opinion. The situation reminds me of the story of the old woman up in Maine. Being asked as to the whereabouts of her husband, she replied: “ ‘If the ice is as thick as Jim thinks it is, he is skating; if it as thick as I think it is, he is swimming.’ ” Three soldiers went at our land’s behest to fight for the girls that thc’r hearts loved best, and over the heart as a regular fixture, each fellow carried his dear girl’s picture. “I would stake my soul,” said one man at night, “my love is as true as the angels brigl-.r ” “And mine,’’ said the second, “has sworn by all she’ll die a nun if I chance to fall.” “And mine,” cried the third, as he took his part, “now stays to home with a broken heart.” And all three swore they were pearls of pearls and brought out the pictures of these true girls. What made them swear as they turned away, what made them think :was a cold, cold day? Alack and alas, ’twas a burning shame, the dear girl's pictures were all the same. She—“Lizzie’s bloke calls her ’is peach and the apple of ’is eye. Why can’t you call me things like that?’’ He—“Yus, that’s all very well; but ’e’s in the vegetable business. I’m in the fish trade, remember.”—Exchange. (Continued on Page 21)

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13 THE OCKSHEPER1DA street hill has become the sport of the year. Seniors, Juniors, Sophomores, Freshmen, teachers, dignified, frivolous, sober, jolly, young and old have had the exhilarating pleasure of whizzing half a mile over the icy track. They have delightful, shivery “spills,” when a bunch of boys and gils roll and slide heads over heels and proudly display bumps and bruises next morning. A few more serious accidents have occurred among the ineexperienced “grownups” who have not yet learned to ride or keep out of the track, but these are few, considering the crowd and confusion on the hill. One mother was heard to remark: “Well, there’s my Johnny walking five or six miles up that hill every night, pulling a sled, and ii he had to go half that way on errands, he woud very likely think he was a badly treated boy.” Among the High school boys who enjoy coasting are: Carl Griffen, William Johnson, Lowell VVelton, Jack Moody and Lelin Zanders. For the first time in years, basketball has been eliminated from the High school athletic schedule. This was due partly to the indebtedness of the Athletic association, the long and expensive football season and lack of a suitable place for games and practice. The Sheridan public has always supported and been heartily interested in basketball, especially the girls’ teams, and will undoubtedly miss the lively conflicts between Sheridan and Buffalo. The girls particularly regret the decline of basketball, for while the boys have football and track for consolation, the young ladies are bereft of every- thing in which they have a part. Dr. Holmes has offered a cash prize to the High school pupil who will write the clearest explanation of why the creosoted paving blocks are bulging. ) his is a very opportune subject, and, as nearly everyone is interested in our lovely (?) pavement, there ought to be manj contestants. THAT HILL. From time immemorial, the Nielson Heights hill has been an abomination to “seekers of knowledge.” On summer days it is so hot that the extra effort put forth on that slope takes all the snap out of a person, while in winter the wind usually blows us back one step out of every two. In spite of this, very nearly every person who comes to speak to the school mentions that hill in a complimentary manner. May-lie you have never noticed it, but it is so. One gentleman back in 1909 said: “Boys and girls, you are fortunate to have that hill between you and your homes. Coming up that long sidewalk this morning, I never saw anything more magnificent than that snow capped Big Horn range, unfolding before my eyes as I ascended that hill.” Other remarks have been made concerning the “beneficial exercise gained from the climb,” “the plucky effort put forth by the pupils in walking so far for their education, and just lately. Dean Cross said: “You High school pupils ought to and probably do appreciate all the more what you receive here after climbing so hard for it.” So perhaps we ought not condemn that hill after all. The naked hills lie wanton to the Bare are the limbs of the shameless breeze, trees, The fields are nude, the groves un- No wonder, then, the corn is shocked, f rocked, —Exchange.