St Anthony High School - Tattler Yearbook (St Anthony, ID)

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THE TATTLER lllllllllllllllllllllllltllNIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIillllllllllllllllllllllll Seniors And How Ye Shall Know Them This world that were a livin ' in; Is mighty hard to beat, W ith every rose you get a thorn, But aint the roses sweet? — V. B. Alas for him, alas for it, Alas for you and I, To this I think I raise my mitt, To dry my weeping eye. — C. B. Young saw in the assembly, A maid — he nearly fainted. Oh, my! oh, my! he gave a cry. Yd, Yd like to get acquainted. — E. C. PHILOSOPHY A little iron — a cunning curl, A bit of powder — a pretty girl, A little rain — always she goes A plain little girl — with a freckled nose. — A. C. I cheer, I help, I strengthen, I aid, I gladden the heart of man and maid. And all are the better for knowing me. — R. P. Lives of great men all remind us We should strive to do our best. And departing leave behind us. Note books that will help the rest. — I. K. FAMOUS SAYINGS “ Young man, this is America .” — A. C. “What I must do concerns me.” — C. B. “Little but mighty. Wasnt Napoleon small?” — C. K. “I shall leave large footprints on the sands of time.” — F. G. THEY WALK AS THOUGH THE BAND WERE PLAYING “HAIL TO THE CHIEF.” Page Eighteen

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THE TAT TLER IIIIIIIIMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMIIIIIIIIIIilllllllllllllllllllMIIIIIIIIMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIinillllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllMllllimillll Rivals CHOOL had started and there was some argument in the Holt family in regard to Jack’s going to school. Mr. Holt knew that it was useless to send him for educational purposes, as Jack’s mind did not run smoothly along that line, lack wanted to go to school, his motive for going, however, was not for an educa- tion, exactly — he was in love with Margaret White, the best looking and most popular girl in school. He also wanted to gain her recognition by playing basketball and punting the pigskin. I he first day of school found Jack on time — he had won in the debate against his father, who wanted to send him to a strictly “Boys’ College.” Filings went well for a long time, football practice began and found Jack a worthy applicant for the position of half-back on the football squad. But after the first game he was replaced by Wallace Reid, a new man who had come to the Wabash School without history — no one knew really who he was. what he was there for, or why. He was a short, heavy-set fellow, very good looking, and an excellent player. Jack did not care so much about losing his position on the eleven, but when he saw that Margaret was beginning to show an interest in Wallace, he did get sort of peeved — kicked himself for being too light in weight, but resolved to get back on the team at any price. After the first game, Wabash had been winnig from all opponents. “She’s playing excellent ball this year,” was the remark of Coach Morgan — never had she won so many games as this year; so far she had only lost one; that was the first one. Things seemed to be going bad for Jack, but he still kept the irresistible smile that never faded, while he was tortured by his fellow-students. The next game Wabash was to play was to be for the championship of the State. It was to be played with Clemensville, a high school that also claimed the championship. They were to play one week from date at the Wabash High School, and a great game was expected. Everyone looked for the oncoming game with great enthusiasm. A party was also planned for that night, so a good time was anticipated by everyone. Both teams were claiming the victory. It was a known fact that this would be a matched game and that each side would exert all their energy in winning from their oppo- nents. These two schools had always been rivals, so it only remained to be proven that the game would be the best of the year. So naturally both Clemensville and Wabash were preparing for the inevitable. Wallace was still the star half-back on the Wabash eleven, and by his expert playing had completely won the charming Margaret White, and was going to take her to the party after the game that night. Jack had not been asleep during all this time; he had practiced until he became so efficient that if he had not been so light he would have displaced Wallace. Jack had been taken to all the games, and had been used merely as a sub, but it was decided by the coach that they would try him on end in the Big Game. He was a Page Twenty