St Clair High School - Clairvoyant Yearbook (St Clair, MI)

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CLASS HISTORY The following is a series of quotations taken from the diary of a small hoy, whose big brother is a member of the graduating class of 1914 of St. Clair High School: September 6, 1910 — Justin was kinda anxious to get back to school today. He is a freshman this year and Tm dreadful lonesome. He hardly notices me any more. He talks about “Bill,” and Tubby and Chet all the time. I can ' t see anything so great about them. September 8, 1910 — Justin don ' t like school so well today. Guess he must have been left out when the back seats were handed out. I thought it would be funny if one of them fine teachers didn’t get next to him pretty quick. But he might have been called down ’cause I’ve heard they don’t lick ' em in high school. Kinda wish I was up there, if that is truth. September 9, 1910 — I noticed that Art has been toting his physiography books home lately, when he didn’t forget and leave it on our steps. He’s most wore out the first page. October 15, 1910 — All those big kids talk about now is the president of their class. They ’lected Sayre Currie. Won- der what they do with a president anyway. Nothing most likely. Just sounds big. But Miss Kaye told them if they didn’t behave they wouldn’t have him long. Justin tho’t it would be better to have a sergeant-at-arms, but I don’t know what he meant. November 10, 1910 — 1 never knew before that boys w r ere so fond of girls’ company before. I ain’t. But Chet left the fellers to walk home with Gladys. April 10, 1911 — Jim and me was over to Currie ' s last night with a bunch of kids outside — but the freshmen had all the chairs inside. Art didn’t seem to be a bit bashful with the girls. Crazy games they played. June 1 2, 1911 — That big brother of mine brought all his books home. Tho’t maybe he had quit, but he said only get- — 7 —

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“At length I saw a lady within call Stiller than chiselled marble standing there A daughter of the gods, divinely tall And most divinely fair.” HELEN HOLMES ‘Her voice was ever soft, gentle and low, An excellent thing in woman.”

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ting- ready ' for blasted examinations, and the face he made was a sight. June 20, 1911 — The big fellers got their report cards to- day. So did I, but I didn’t say nothing ’bout it. They show- ed theirs all ’round. September 5, 1911 — Bill, Art, Justin and me all started school again. Awful hot. Too hot for some of ’em. Got a new teacher at high school and the boys say she is a dandy. Her name is Miss Woodward. Then there is another and her name is Miss Ransom. She’s some teacher the fellers said. Wish’t I’d get a new one. But maybe I’ll pass next year, if I’m more careful ’bout my grammar. Sept. 20, 1911 — Eo sibi mimis dubitationis 1 What that means I must find out. It ain’t in Webster’s dictionary. I looked. Must be a secret for Bill sort of talks it to himself all the time. Nov. 29, 1911 — A class party was up to Bill Smith’s to- night and I went up to see the fun. I’m sleepy but I’d better write down what happened so when I git to H. S. we can play games like that. They called it Letter Fly, and every now and then some one would soak a wet towel at the one that was blindfolded. April 6 — Jim and me are selling tickets for the Dec- lamatory Contest. Don’t know what it is but I’m hoping we sell enough to git in free. April 12 — Jim and me sold our tickets and went. It was fun. Speakin’ was great. After that each class got up and yelled. Never heard Justin yell so loud before, except when pa used the strap on him. Can’t yell like that in our room. But those high schoolers do have the priviledges. Gladys G. and Mary got first and second places. That’s an honor so they say. Must look that up tomorrow. May 4 — The Botany class is a pressin’ flowers till there stiff and then stickin’ ’em in a book. Awful job so they say. But Bill says it can’t come up to translatin’ Caesar. Wonder what kind of a performance that is. Guess I’ll take Botany coz you git out to walk sometimes. July 16 — Nothing to do but chop wood and play. B’lieve I’d ruther go to school. September 9, 1912 — We all went to school together. Guess I’d better look to my grammar cuz I got a new teacher. — 8 —