South High School - Tiger Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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HISTORY OF THE CL ISS OF '92. OUR years ago astronomical circles were greatly excited over the L formation of a new planet. Thirty-eight small bodies in space had so great a power of affinity for each other that they instantaneously united and became one large planet. This new body kept revolving with great speed and at various intervals throwing off small pieces, some of which were drawn by a greater power to other planets, or some shine as little planets by themselves. Six months after this another planet was formed in the same manner, but not quite as large being composed of only thirty-four small Astronomers watched these new formations with great interest; for they appeared so unusually bright that they thought they were composed of unheard of gases. After a space of two years these two planets suddenly united making a large luminous body called “A. H. S. ’92.” Even now in its swift revolution particles were detached; one especially observed was that of a piece lxjaring on its surface two mountain chains in the shape “ T. J. ” This piece was thrown off with great force and came so near a planet, four times as large as “ A. li. S. ’92, ” that it was attracted to this planet and became a part of it; and “ T. J. can yet be found on the planet known to astronomers as “ C. H. S. ’92. ” “ A. H. S. '92, ” is yet revolving and but lately has lost particles; yet so near as to l e considered as belonging to the original mass. Although “ A. H. S. ’92 ” is but two-thirds as large as at the time of its formation, it is at least, a thousand times brighter. Astronomers say that this planet is separating, and they even set the time as the fourteenth of June, 1892, when it will dissolve into twenty-eight bright bodies. My friends, this in figurative language is the formation and dissolution of the illustrious class before you, the Class of ’92 of the Adams High School. The following is a literal history oft he events occurring in our high school This class is composed of two divisions; one completing the course in four years, the other in three years and a half. Until our Junior year we trod two seperate paths for knowledge, but for the last two years we have been together. When we obtained entrance into the mystical realms of High School life, bodies. life.

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has been accomplished has been for your sakes and in your interest. We have, in the course of four years, passed through experiences of widely diversified character. Both joy and sorrow have been our lot; the usual pleasurers of student life, in school and out, together with the pain incident to the removal of our friends and schoolmates by that cold and heartless monster Death. These experiences have taught their lessons, and though the wounds have been deep and hearts were heavy with sorrow, I am sure we have been left better prepared for the great trials and assailments of the life upon whose paths we are now about to enter. It is strange that our class is so peculiar. We have but two points in common: wisdom and good looks. We have the tallest, the youngest, the wisest and the handsomest members of any class that has ever graduated from the schools of Minneapolis. We are distinctly the class of originality, Class Colors, Class Motto, Class Enthusiasm and Class Yell. The first three you can see for 3'ourself, and the latter you will hear at the close of the program. Classmates, we are standing to-night at a critical point. Some of us are yet undecided, some will take a college course, while others will enter upon some professional career, placing themselves under actual business tuition. In the course of a few years great changes will have taken place. We will be of the struggling masses then, while our parents and older friends will have retired more or less from business activity or lx? lying in their graves. Such is the inevitable course of nature. So friends, let us lje very careful in the next step, for on it may depend our future happiness and the honor of our names. Let us think, pray and act, and may a power greater than all earthly forces bless our decision. Fred G. Dustin.

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we went patiently to work: studied hard and knew nothing of social school life. One morning, however, the girls were all astir, something was going to happen, something out of the usual order,—our teacher said that we were to go down to the manual training room and visit the boys at work. Another morning, the teacher upon her arrival noticed that the clock was stopped. She sent for the Janitor; he came up but said that he did not know why that clock stopped, as it was the best time-keeper in the building. Later in the day the teacher found a mysterious looking note; upon reading it, she learned that the cause of the clock stopping was not a natural but an artificial one. As Sophomores, our greatest enjoyments were staying for experiments in Natural Philosophy and for working Algebra problems on the same afternoons on which the J uniors held their society meetings. The first high school piano found its way into our room this year; and to pay the rent of the piano the high school scholars gave the first annual entertainment, which was a great success. Juniors entering upon their third year of high school life never started out more determined to do hard, faithful work than we. The two divisions were now united and we became acquainted with each other. About a month passed before the subject of a literary society was discussed. We soon organized one called the “ Olympic ” and adopted a society pin with “O '92” engraven on a plain surface. This year the “ Weekly Olympian ” appeared. It was a strange looking newsy paper edited by the Junior boys. How we enjoyed gathering around the latest issue (there was but one copy, and that was written) and reading the sensational continued stories, written by the boys, each boy writing a chapter. During the year, at the invitations of the Junior Societies of the Central and North Side High Schools, we visited their meetings, and were pleased to find that their talent compared favorably with ours. The Junior sleigh ride was a pleasant event in the lull of social school life. A finer evening could not have been found. A large bus, drawn by four horses, bore to St. Paul thirty Junior boys and girls chaperoned by two teachers, who sat on the front seat with the driver. Some one hinted that one teacher was needed on the back seat. Our first Junior Social was at the home of Mr. Biley Smith. The evening was spent in a very pleasant manner with music, games and refreshments. We were next entertained at the home of Mr. Willie Michelet, a classmate now traveling in Europe. In May, Miss Isal el Dallage welcomed the Class to her home. A charming hostess we found her, and the evening one long to be remembered. For the final gathering of the Junior Class, we went on a picnic to Cedar Lake. This ended the pleasures of the Junior Class, and after a separation of three months we met again as Seniors. A Senior Class! that was the title we received our fourth year. How proud we were. School life never seemed so delightful as it then did.