Steamboat Springs High School - Galleon / Sailors Log Yearbook (Steamboat Springs, CO)

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“£s t. ftatricfe’s; Bap in tfje itlorning” “Shure, scr, th’ top o’ th marnin t’ ye, ser, and hurrah twinty-siven minutes phast eight Oi happent tu be strol- for Ireland! An1 mebbe ye remimber lahst St. Patrick's lin’ down Lincoln avynew an' Gi ll swear by me loife ! hye ’twas a gr’ran(1 day and fer mesilf I seen tlr funniest sight thet iver made me rattle me ould (Ji hed th tonne uv me loife. That same marnin’ about slats wit’ hilarity.

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Walter Carver again coached the team and proved him- self a master of the art. All games with High Schools were victories for us. We defeated Oak Creek twice and Hayden once. The players were Byron Burgman. left forward; William Bashor, right forward; Harry Love, center; Russell Palmer, right guard ; Frank Morn- ing and Byron Groesbeck, left guards. Byron Burgman proved to be the best forward in this part of the state. William Bashor was exceedingly clever in his passes and in handling the ball. Harry Love as center could not be equaled by a High School center in Colorado. The guards throughout the year were able to hold the opponents’ score low at all times. The girls organized a winning basket ball team with Marion Van Deusen as captain. Only two interscho- lastic games were played, both being with Oak Creek. As soon as the snow had melted this spring the track team was hard at wofk. many school records were broken and it seems probable that a victory will be ours in the coming meet, although Yampa thinks to the con- trary. Van Gooding was elected captain of the track team, and Byron Burgman the basket ball captain. He was siting in the parlor And he said unto the light. Either you or I, old fellow. Gets turned down tonight. There is more in perspiration than there is in luck. The less hair a woman has the longer it takes her to fix it. Cultivated heads are of more service to mankind than cultivated heels. Graduating Exercises May 23, 1914 Chorus High School Girls Prayer Rev. W. T. Gatley, D. D. Salutatory Audrey Pearl Light Music Senior Girls’ Quartette Address Professor W. B. Mooney School Visitor of the Colorado Teachers’ College Music Audience Valedictory Lorna Stukey Violin Solo Russell E. Palmer Presentation of Diplomas-------------------------- Music Senior Girls’ Quartette A woodpecker lit on a Freshman’s head And settled down to drill— lie bored away for half a day— And finally he broke his Bill. The professor says in his lecture: ‘‘Fools sometimes ask questions that wise men can’t answer.” Pupil: “That’s why we always flunk in our exam- inations.” Father: “Johnnie, T never knew until yesterday that your teacher gave you a licking last week.” Johnnie: “You didn’t? Why, I knew it all the time.” The average man’s arm is thirty inches long; the average woman’s waist is thirty inches around—how wonderful are thy works. O Nature! “Woman,” growled the villian, “the crime is on your head.” “Is it on straight?” anxiously demanded the villainess

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“It wuz thim High School gurruls and byes, an' shure they wuz drissed to cilibrate th’ occasion. They wore kitchen aprons, overalls, derbies and silk sashes (an’ slashes) an' they wuz packin’ umbyrullers an clay pipes, with a dog for a mascot. Poor Charlie Gray laughed so hard they had to give him parrygoric tu git him out uv a spasm. Here’s what a few o’ them looked loike: “Ye know thct sweet young colleen, Marion Bur- roughs? Wull, she wuz attired in a vermillion gown uv the style of 1192, with green ribbons all over ut, an’ one uv these floppy merry widdy lids thet wint out uv style wid one uv them cylinder buzz buggies. “An’ Helen Beck, who’s ez Dutch as a Lcipsic pretzel, wearin' a green apron an’ her hair done up in pig tails wid a bow o’ green ribbon on the end uv each wan. Her sox wuz green wid invy uv her dome canopy. “An. say, ye’d kilt yerself at Maggie Love. That lid, built like a slid’s pail an’ a bow of green ribbon under her chin. She wore an imrald skurrt an’ packed wan uv them parrysauls thet wouldn’t make shade fer a half- ground atom. “The gintlemen uv the party showed a tindency to der- bies an’ overalls, wid green sox. J. F. Patrick B. Morn- ing was attired in a frock coat made inconspectuous by a rainbow vest. “Van Gooding was sportin’ a decollette derby sur- rounded by an imrald ribbon. His coat wuz the rimnant uv a dress suit thet lied done duty in the war of 1812, but his shoit dyed shoutin’ for Erin. “But the most ludicrous wan in the whole gang wuz thet poor undersized, little Harry Love. Let’s begin at the bottom wid his shoes, which is tu weighty a.subject tu be discussed here. Above thim came his “Hurrah fer Ireland” sox. Immediately above thim wuz his jeans. White they wur, with little green stripes clown the sides like Brigadier General Green’s. Thim pants wuz only about two fut long and ivery toime thet six-fut-two midgit tuk a step they shifted about eighteen inches in latitude. They wuz hung on his stunted form wid a pair uv well ropes. His coat had been amputated from a driss suit built for somebody like Maurice Leckenby. Above an’ presiding over all this wuz a little sawed-off “Kelley,” from which flaunted a “Votes fer Wimmin” feather. “An’ thet was only six out uv fifty uv thim, an’ they wuz ivery wan uv thim wearin’ good old Erin’s own color. “Whin they had been photygrafted the mob of ’em started up th’ street singin’ “Hail. Hail, th’ Gang’s All Here!” Bein’ inquisitive 1 follered ’em an’ it wuz no wasted toime, belave me. After paradin’ twice around the school buildin’ they marched up tu the front door. Here they wuz welcomed by the reception com-mi-tee, consistin’ uv Professor Miller. After askin’ ’em tu re- move all removable decorasluins (which wuzn’t many) they proceeded on to the High School room where they met th’ teachers. These teachers looked pleased—like a hen in a blizzard—an’ gave each costume th’ “once over,” like a Mexican “lampin’ ” the Stars and Stripes. When they (the schoolma’ms) had requested in a 58- degrees-below-zero tone that silence shud reign supreme, the pupils began tu sing “Forsaken.” This wuz follered by “River Shannon,” “Killarney,” an’ other appropriate songs. Finally the teachers thawed out and joined in on the chorus. But jest then I departed. Sure, bye. thet wuz one gr-r-and day !” DENNIS HOGAN. Occasionally a patient swears by his doctor but more often at him.