South High School - Tiger Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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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.

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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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We soon set to work to organize a Class and Literary Society. After much delay the Society decided upon the name, “Zetagathean,” “striving for that which is good. Meetings were held every Friday, when fine programmes were rendered. Chocolate creams were the customary refreshments on these occasions. If you ever hear of the Elixir of Zetagathean life, you will know that it is the name applied to the contents of that toothsome bonbon— commonly called chocolate cream. Two meet ings of special interest were an evening spelling-school and a mock trial. We organized the Class and elected Mr. Fred Dustin as our President. We chose for Class Colors the delicate tints of “Pink and Cream” which you behold so prettily blended together, sybolizing our class as the “Pink of Perfection” and the “Cream of the Institution.” Our motto—“Volens et Potens”—demonstrates the predominant ability of our class—that of being “willing and able” to do our school work. Our Class Song, displaying the combined talent of the class enlivened many a dreary da}7. But our song which you will hear this evening was composed especially for this occasion by our poet. To keep up the prevailing custom of Class Yells, we accordingly adopted a soul-stirring, hair-erecting, heart-thrilling cry, originated (?) by three Senior boys, that when it swells forth from the throats of the members of the class, it is enough to awaken our Feejee Island ancestors from their graves. Early in the year the Class together with the Senior teachers, met at the studio to have our pictures taken. They were very good and if you wish to see how we then looked, you may behold, next year, our picture in the auditorium of the new S. S. H. S. As a mark of distinction in the outer world we decided upon the pin “ M. H. S. ’92” in monogram, which distinguishes us as belonging to the large number of scholars graduating from the Minneapolis High School this year. Our first Senior social was in the form of a reception given by the lx ys to the girls of the Class, at the home of Mr. Biley Smith. Miss Grace Miller next entertained the Class at her home; here a literary programme was rendered, followed by games and refreshments. Who of the Senior Class will ever forget the Senior sleigh ride? The boys, recalling the enjoyable time we had on our Junior sleighing party, made arrangements for another and Miss Della Kirtlaud extended an invitation to the sleighing party to stop at her home on the return. It may have been a little cold, but the anticipations of a hot oyster supper tended to keep us warm. This occasion was enjoyed by all. For particulars you are referred to the article entitled “II Chronicles, I Chapter” in the February number of the Adams High School Observer.” This paper is yet very young, having sprung into existence but last October, and yet it ranks with, and even surpasses many a High School paper of years’ standing. We take great pride in the paper and will always have an interest in its welfare. Great was our rejoicing when one morning, we came to school with the happy news that our beloved Principal had been appointed Superintendent of the Public Schools of Minneapolis. Had it not been that we were