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

Text from Pages 1 - 60 of the 1923 volume:

THE RED S CROSSING THE GREAT DIVIDE PUBLISHED BY THE SENIOR CLASS OF THE STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL, 1923 STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 STEAMBOAT SPRINGS GRADE AND HIGH SCHOOLS Co ifliss J orma Annette Jfigtjer, lufjosfe smiling fate, sioect toinmng toapg anb reali= iness to tjclp cnbearcti ber to tije fjeart ot cberp stutiEnt, tfjis Annual is affEctionatElp bEbicatEb bp ttjE feEnior Class of ’23 A TRIBUTE We miss you, Oh! we miss you so, Dear patient, sympathetic guide. A pall of gloom enshrouds the room Where once your smiles all care defied. No more we hear that voice of cheer, So quick to praise, so slow to blame; But we’ve in you a pattern true, Whereby our lives to mould the same. ’Twill not be lost whate’er the cost Your lessons we shall not forget. A radiant light shines through the night, Although your sun at noonday set. For God His own must needs call home, “Thy will be done,” our sad hearts say, And with eyes dim, give thanks to Him, Who lent you to us for a day. —E. C. ’23. STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 Editorial Staff Verner Thomas_____ Clarence Patterson Grace Furlong_____ Theodore Larson__ Mabel Acton-_ Mary Long_________ Elnora Chesterman Ed Davis__________ Webster See_______ Donald Moss_______ Eric Jackson______ _______Editor-in-Chief ___Business Manager Advertising Manager _____________Literary _____________G. A. A. __________________Art ______________Society _____________B. A. A. __________Association _________________Joke ________________Class looipg HSiH STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL 23 THE FACULTY—OPPOSITE PAGE Center—George O. Thompson, Superintendent Upper Left—Miss Myrna Davis, Expression Center Left—Mrs. Olive Thorne, Spanish and History Lower Left—Miss Nannie Nelson, Commercial Upper Right—Miss Bernice Miles, English and Botany Center Right—Miss Alma Baer, Domestic Science Lower Right—Miss Doris Everett, Music COMMENCEMENT PROGRAM OF THE SENIOR CLASS HIGH SCHOOL AUDITORIUM MAY 24, 1923 Processional-------------- Miss Doris Everett Invocation______________________Rev. C. Upham President’s Address_______________________Grace Furlong Salutatory---------------------Theodore Larson Song, “On the Road to Mandalay”_____________ -------------------------------Boys’ Quarette Class History- ------ Clarence Patterson Class Poem, “Climb Though the Rocks Be Rugged---------------------------------Leslie Neiman (Written by Elnora Chesterman) Song, “With the Sunset”_________Girls’ Glee Club Reading-----------------------------------Daisy Larey Class Prophecy___________________________Edward Davis Duet, Trombone and Saxophone_______________ --------------Hugh Matthews, Verner Thomas Class Will_________________________________Eric Tackson Essay____________________________________Donald Moss Class Song-------------------------------Senior Class (Written by Elnora Chesterman) Valedictory__________________Elnora Chesterman Presentation of Diplomas and Scholarships-__ ------------------------Supt. G. O. Thompson Benediction________________Rev. M. T. Habgood H. B. E. may stand for Hard Boiled Egg, but it does- n’t. It stands for Howard Boyd Epler. Our science professor “snap- ped in a heated discussion over a Geometry propo- sition CLASS SONG (Tune—“Bonnie Flag”) We're the class of '23, Steamboat High, Steamboat High, Seniors gay and glad we are, Steamboat High, Steamboat High. Oh the orange and the black Worth and wisdom ne’er did lack, So with pride we will look back. Steamboat High, Steamboat High. So with pride we will look back. Steamboat High. Comrades dear we soon must part. Steamboat High, Steamboat High. But to leave you grieves each heart, Steamboat High, Mr. Thompson, now adieu We will e er think of you, For you’ve guided our bark through Steamboat High, Steamboat High. For you’ve guided our bark through Steamboat High. On life’s sea we now set sail, Steamboat High, Steamboat High. May we safely stem the gale, Steamboat High, Steamboat High. Through the land we’ll spread our fame. To your colors ne'er bring shame, Praise and honor to your name. Steamboat High, Steamboat High. Praise and honor to your name. Steamboat High. ---------S-------- CLIMB THOUGH THE ROCKS BE RUGGED (Senior Class Poem) One step we have taken toward the heights. The valley of childhood’s years In the background lies; before us rise Life’s mountainous hopes and fears. We will miss the hands that guided here When the path grows dim, And the way seems long; but youth is strong. And we place our trust in Him. There’s none but can, with the current drift, Or walk where the path’s made straight; But a man’s a man, who says, “I can,” And wins ’gainst the odds of fate. What matter if stones our journey mark. We pass o’er them not in vain. From our sliding feet, they bar retreat, And so help us hold each gain. Oh, be not dismayed, the higher rise The dark crags of storm and stress, When their crest’s attained, the more we’ve gained Toward the hill-tops of success. Let our eyes be on the summit fixed. “Low aim,” we know, “is crime.” Till we’ve reached the top, we must not stop. “Though the rocks be rugged, climb.” —E. E. C. STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 SENIOR CLASS PRESIDENT’S ADDRESS (Grace Furlong) Ladies and gentlemen, our honorable faculty and fellow students: As I come before you this evening to make the president’s address of the Class of 1923, I cannot help but be carried back some twelve years ago, when a portion of our members were entertaining you as kindergarten students with that good old song, The Muffin Man,” that was taught to us by Mrs. B. G. Bradley, who was then our beloved kindergarten teacher. Step by step and year by year we have success- fully passed our grades until tonight we stand be- fore you as the 1923 graduating class from the Steamboat Springs High School. In all our studies, our athletics and 0’� r school oratoricals, I assure you that each member of our class has had upper- most in his mind to do good, honest and effective work. We have loved and respected our faculty and we are sure that from the kind treatment and many favors we have received from them that this love and respect has been returned. The class of 1923 has been granted the privil- SALUTATORY (Theodore Larson) Friends, it is indeed a pleasure to me as a mem- ber of the class of 1923 to welcome you here to- night. W'e who are graduating from High School tonight are glad that you are taking this interest in our welfare. We are glad that you are interested in what we have done, in what we are doing now, and what we will do in the future. We have studied and worked for four years, and though our tasks have sometimes been irksome, and we thought ourselves badly abused, we have re- alized that you, dear friends, were ever back of us and giving us your moral support. This inspired and encouraged us so that we have applied our- selves diligently, until we have completed our course and are now on firm ground. This evening marks the climax of our High School career. We are leaving our posts in High School and are ready to take a step forward to some other station in life. It may take courage to take i this new step right and we are none too sure of ourselves. Nevertheless we push out boldly for we know by your very presence here this evening that you are still as you have always been, our sympa- 1. William Harris 2. Elnora Chesterman 3. Clarence Patterson 4. Mary Long 5. Daisy Lou Larey 6. Webster See 7. Theodore Larson 8. Edward Davis 9. Grace Furlong 10. Leslie Neiman 11. Harold Ratcliff 12. Verner Thomas 13. Mable Acton 14. Eric Jackson 15. Hughie Mathews 16. Donald Moss ege from time to time of showing their ability and learning along the lines of educational work taught in our schools. Friends, those who will follow me this evening in addressing you as valedictorian, salutatorian and others will clearly prove to you, I am sure, that we have fairly and squarely earned and are worthy of the diplomas which you are pre- presenting us. Fellow classmates, I implore you to regard this day as the commencing of your life’s duty and net the finishing of your school work. Psychology teaches us that in order for a man to be content with his life work it is necessary for him to learn something new each day. This is a great teaching and I charge you to go on with your studies in some form. Should the life work you will choose take you into a clerical or professional line, be sure that you study and follow out the teaching that in order to be happy and contented it is necessary to learn something new each day. Words are too feeble to express the appreciation of my class for the many, many great kindnesses and favors we have received from our faculty and our fellow schoolmates and I beg of you to accept our sincere thanks for these favors and my earnest desire is that each member of the class may go forth into the world as a shining light, represent- ing the fulfillments of the hopes and efforts you have planted in our public schools. thizers and well-wishers and we are grateful to have so many friends here to sanction our effort and en- courage us as we pass on from post to post. Our motto is “Climb Though the Rocks be Rug- ged.” We have learned that what is worth having is worth working for. We have been trained to see the light and now as we are leaving High School to complete our higher education or to make our mark in the world it is for us to make good and to prove our worth. We who have here learned to climb feel that we will be able to cope successfully with any future hardships; to keep step with the leaders and continue to climb toward the highest ideals. In this manner we hope to prove ourselves a credit to our friends who have watched our progress and to this High School from which we are now taking our leave. Let me again extend you a cordial welcome here tonight and to thank you for what your presence here represents. We sincerely hope that you will enjoy this little program which we have arranged for you and that it will be worthy of your approval. -----------------------S-------- St. Peter—You say you didn’t subscribe for the Steamboat Whistle? Applicant—No. St. Peter. St. Peter—Step right into the elevator, please. Applicant—How soon does it go up? St. Peter—It doesn’t go up; it goes down. STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 STEAMBOAT SPRINGS BATH HOUSE AND OPEN AIR POOL STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 SENIOR CLASS Front Row (left to right)—Elnora Chesterm'n (Jackie). “No you mustn’t.” Leslie Neiman (Les). “I should snicker.” Grace Furlong (Gracio s). “Where do we go from here, kid?” Mable Acton (Dolly). Oh! boy.” Mary Long. Oh! for crying out loud.” Daisy Larey (Kid). “I’ll see you in church.” Middle Row (left to right)—Edward Davis (Chub). What do you say, kiddo.” George Steele (Pidgie). “Boy, I'm rushin’ a keen one tonight ” Donald Moss (Don). “Say kid, pipe down. Verner Thomas (Gentleman James). “Say, pull in your neck.” Eric Jackson (Jack). “Har, Har. Back Row (left to right)—Webster See (Web). “Shave, or a hair cut?” Hugh Matthews (Hughie). “Hello, hotlips, shake.” Theodore Larson (Ted). “Ye Gods.” William Harris (Charley). That beats me.” CLASS HISTORY, ’23 (Clarence Patterson) Did you ever recall the day you entered High School? How you stalked through the halls look- ing for your room? Then when you found it, how you stumbled in about five or ten minutes late? I believe I will always remember that day, for I walked at least five miles up one hall and down the other. But after we reached our first destination we found it to be more strange than anything else we had yet encountered I can see Mr Remy now, as he labored to convince us that X plus Y equals Z. We had ambitions as all Freshmen do. And I am glad to say that some of those ambitions have been realized. The records show that as Fresh- men we had more students on the Honor Roll each month than any other class. We have kept this record more or less all through High School and as a result our Valedictorian has an average of 97.1 per cent. This is exactly 1 per cent higher than any student previous. Of course as Sophomores we settled down and took life more seriously. Under the careful instruc- tion of Mr. Young we learned how to bisect a right triangle. As for our knowledge of English we ex- press our extreme gratitude to Miss Schlessman. It was with her that we learned about The Raven” and other important works. But what we looked forward to most was the study of Caesar, his bloody wars and deadly language. This was also the first year we had encountered real discipline. Mr. Young was very determined to have a quiet study, and it seems as though his favorite method of attaining this desire was to take down names during the day of those who had been caught whispering. Then all the victims were re- STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 quired to remain after school until a memory gem had been well learned and recited. More than one evening the casualty list included almost all the pu- pils enrolled. How proud we felt in ’22, Juniors, yes Junions or upper classmen as it were. Of course our inten- tions were to give the best Junior banquet that had yet been recorded in the annals of the history of Steamboat High. With Miss Miles as our sponsor and careful advisor, we feel that we did not miss our intentions far. Our banquet was given under the careful supervision of the Order of Eastern Star. After which was a dance in the Masonic hall. All present reported a most enjoyable evening. Two members of our class distinguished them- selves as good public speakers, by entering the Ora- torical and Declamatory contests, both won points for the track team. With Mr. Thompson still our superintendent we began our Senior year. We found that our num- ber had decreased from 32 in our Freshman year to 16. We were very sorry to learn that John Wither was going to attend Boulder Prep. He was not only a prominent member of the class but also an apt student, so it is hard for us to express just how much we miss him. But we are glad for his sake, because he has done excellent work at that institu- tion. Later in the year two more highly esteemed members of our class—Willa Danks and Frederick Metcalf—left us to attend school in Denver. At the beginning of the term Frederick was our president, and since his departure Grace Furlong has capably filled that office. The other officers of our class are Eric Jackson, treasurer and Daisy Larey, secre- tary. Our Senior year has proven to be the hardest year of all. In addition to our work we have con- tinued to publish the school paper, which was be- gun last year, and we also are putting out an An- nual. We wish to thank the Juniors for publishing the April edition of the paper, for at that time we were busy with our play. The play we chose was “The Country Doctor.” The play cast practiced faithfully and deserves much credit. Of course, you will agree with us that it was the best play ever given bv members of Steamboat High. Now tb°t we h ve finished High School, we are going o”t into the world, perhaps to its seven cor- ners. Wc know not what we will meet, but we do know that we will never forget those days of glad- ness that we soent in Steamboat High. ---------S------- CLASS PHOPHECY (Edward Davis) It was in 1933. My old classmate, Webster See, who had become known to fame as “the great- est electrical genius of the age,” was showing me thru the laboratory of the electrical manufacturing company of which he was president. “Here is my pet,” he said, as we entered a small room partitioned off from the main laboratory. “It is the See Wireless Telephone. I got the final pat- ent on it last year.” “What can you do with the wireless telephone now that your improvements have been added?” I asked. You will probably remember that about ten years ago, when the public was using the wireless telephone, the principal use it was being put to was to enable people to listen in their own homes to con- certs, sermons, lectures and the like, which were being delivered many miles away. “The main difficulty with the wireless telephone has been that of not being able to call up any par- ticular party. There was no privacy. Anybody within radius of the sending telephone could listen in at will. “The improvements that I have invented over- come both of these difficulties. Now you may call any person you desire and nobody but the person you are talking to can hear what you are saying.” I looked at him with pride. I had been in the same graduating class in High School with him ten years ago and now he was called the second “Edi- son.” It was enough to make anybody proud. And as I looker at him I sighed and murmered, “Just ten years ago.” “What was that you said?” he asked. “I was just thinking about the time we were on the platform together back in Steamboat Springs in 1923, and just look where you are now.” “You flatter me,” he said. “Oh, I know how modest you are but seeing what a success you have been I just wonder what the rest of the class are doing?” “Would you like to know,” he asked. “I surely would. If only I knew what they are doing I would be very much pleased,” I replied. “We can call all of them up on the telephone and see,” he added. “Why, they are scattered all over the country, it would take too long to get them,” I reminded him. “Oh, no, it wouldn’t, I can get them in five min- utes with my wireless telephone. What do you say, shall we call them up?” he replied. “Why, of course, if you are sure you can get them ” I said somewhat doubtfully. “All right, we will. Now just sit down here at the table and I will adjust this ear niece. Now speak plainly. Yov do not have to talk loud, but ’list i an ordinary tone, but be sure and talk into this phone.” “Whom shall we talk to first,” he asked. “Oh. let me see, I mused. “Oh, I have it. We will call up Donald Moss.” “All right,” he replied. He pushed two buttons and in a moment I heard Donald’s voice. “Hello. This is Moss talking. Who is it?” “This is Chub Davis of the old class.” “Well! Well! It sure is good to hear you voice. How is everything?” “Oh, I am doing fine. I am at the head of the famous Moss and Black Minstrel Show. We are playing in Paris now. You remember Grace Fur- STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 long. Well, she is here now. You know, we were married in 1925. I’ll let her speak to you.” ‘‘Why Grace Furlong is married to Donald Moss and is coming to the phone now,” I exclaimed. “What?” ejaculated Webster. ‘‘Surest thing you know,” I answered. “Oh, here she is now. Why, hello, Grace, I hope you will let me call you by your first name, even if you are a married woman. How are you?” A musical voice came to my ears. “Oh, why surely. You know I am having a wonderful time going on these trips with Donald. Well, I hear Donald Junior crying so will have to say goodbye.” “Now, who next?” I asked. “Oh, let's hear from Mary Long,” he replied as he pushed one button. I heard a noise as if some one was falling down stairs, then a very excited voice came to me, “Who is it?” the voice exclaimed. “Oh. Chub Davis. This is unexpected. Oh, the noise, that was Robert falling down stairs. Oh, yes. I have seven, four boys and three girls Well, will have to see if it hurt him. Call again. Good- bye.” Let’s call Hugh Matthews next,” I remarked All right,” answered Webster, pressing an- other button. 4 “Hugh Matthews talking. Chub Davis! Why, how are you? Fine, that's good. Oh, I have an orchestra playing in the leading theatre here. I’m in Chicago. Well, I have to hurry up for the night performance. Good night.” The next one we called up was Elnora Chester- man. “Oh, so this is Chub Davis. Why, I am at the head of a school for girls in Los Angeles. Well I have to give a lecture right away, so will say goodbye.” How about calling up Eric Jackson now,” said Webster. Fine,” I answered. Webster pressed a button and soon I heard Eric's voice. Oh, glad to hear from you. Oh, yes, I am a consulting lawyer for a large firm here in New York. Come out and see me some time. Well, I have to look after the details of a railroad merger and was just going out to see about it. Goodbye.” Now, how about Daisy Larey?” I said. Webster pressed a button again and soon we heard Daisy’s voice. “Why, who is this? Oh! Yes, I am doing fine. I am dean of women at Boulder. And Leslie is at Fort Collins. She is dean of women there.” “Now, let’s call Theodore Larson.” “Yes, this is Mr. Larson speaking. Chub! Why, I am president of Boston Technical College and doing fine. Will have to say goodbye as I have not much time. Oh, yes, Verner Thomas is here, too. He is professor of Mathematics.” “Who next?” I asked. “Why Harold Ratcliff,” Webster answered. A woman’s voice answered this time. “Why, I don’t allow Harold to talk over the phone—Am very sorry but it can’t be helped.” We received the same answer when we tried for William Harris. “Let’s call Mabel Acton now,” I said. To our call a voice answered which I recogniz- ed as Mabel’s. “Yes, this is Mabel. Oh, I am married and com- fortably settled. Oh, there goes the bab crying again. I suppose the nurse dropped him. I will have to see. Goodbye. “Why, there is Clarence Patterson to call yet,” I reminded Webster. “Oh, yes, he answered. “This time a woman’s voice answered. Mr. Patterson? Yes he is in. I'll call him.” “Hello, this is Mr. Patterson speaking. Oh, you. Why, I am in a deal to buy three large banks here in San Francisco. I have three million in the deal my- self. Will have to say goodbye.” Is that all?” I asked. “Yes, I think so, replied Webster. “Oh, look at the time I have an important engagement in half an hour. Would like to talk more but can’t. Come back again some time and we will call up again.” --------S--------- CLASS WILL (Eric Jackson) Knowing full well that we are fast approaching our end and realizing that our vast and valuable possessions may lead to bitter contentions among those who may desire to be our heirs, we have con- cluded to dispose of our large estate by this, our last will and testament. The largest and most important of our belong- ings is advice, and it is our wish that it be taken in equal shares by the Freshmen, Sophomores and Juniors. Our advice to all of them is to keep ever before them the shining example of the illustrious class of 1923 and to strive in every way to emulate that most brilliant and remarkable of all the classes that ever have and ever will pass through the school. Of course, in the very nature of things, no succeeding class can ever hope to attain the heights we have reached, but let them all aim at our record. They may congratulate themselves if they come within several miles of it. Let our successors hitch their wagon to a star, as Emerson advises. We will be their star, and we have no wagons to leave. To our teachers we leave our sincere thanks for all that they have done for us. We also leave them our sympathy, for we know that life will never be the same for them once we have departed. Never again will they have a class like ours, never again will they be overjoyed with brilliancy such as we displayed throughout our entire course. From now on they will have to be satisfied to teach classes of ordinary intelligence, classes like the present Jun- iors, Sophomores and Freshmen. Once in a life- time teachers meet a class like ours—and only once. We weep for you, dear teachers, we really do. Just imagine trying to teach those Juniors, who are silly STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 enough to think that they will be capable of suc- ceeding us as Seniors next September! To the school board we also bequeath our sin- cere thanks for their part in our education. We re- alize that the comforts and conveniences we enjoy- ed while in school were provided for us by the board, acting for the community. To the school itself we leave our brilliant rec- ord with the recommendation that there be set up in front of the school a large stone monument on which shall be carved our names and a complete statement of the record we have made for ourselves. The purpose of this is not to advertise ourselves, but to honor the school. Everybody who sees the monument will know that Steamboat High School is ',’ e institution which produced the great Class of 1923 and thus the school will become renowned throughout the world. To the school we also leave the suggestion that the seats we occupied and the desks we used be put in one room, which shall be a museum of our relics for posterity to gaze at with awe and rev- erence. Strangers would come from all parts of the world to see this museum and an admission fee of 25 cents charged each would bring ample funds to pay all the expenses of running the school. To the school books which tormented us so long and so insistently we leave our heartiest maledic- tions. We have triumphed over those malicious books in the end; we are free at last. But we can- not forget the many hard hours of toil and worry they caused us when we might have been having a much more enjoyable time doing something else. The only satisfaction we can derive from a contem- plation of those confounded old books is the know- ledge that they will plague those conceited Juniors just as viciously next year. That’s one small crumb of comfort, anyhow! To the shrieking bells which summoned us to class so often we bequeath our scorn. Let them ring! No more will they be our masters! Four long years were we their slaves, answering their every call, obeying every sound they made. Often, with Poe, have we cried: “Hear the loud alarm bells— Brazen bells! What a tale of terror, now their turbulency tells! Too much horrified to speak, They can only shriek, shriek. Out of tune.” To our audience here this evening, we bequeath our congratulations on the fact that they have had the good fortune to be present at the class day ex- ercises of the great Class of 1923. The memory of this evening will be something for every person here to hand down to posterity. In years to come it will be a mark of distinction for anyone to be able to say that he or she was a member of the audience at these exercises. VALEDICTORY (Elnora Chesterman) Teachers, Schoolmates, Parents and Friends: The twentieth graduating class of Steamboat Springs High School is before you. As others from this same sheltered nook have stepped boldly out to climb the hills of life we now begin the ascent. Like the fledgling, eager to try his wings, yet pausing half reluctantly upon the edge of the old home-nest, we would linger to bid a last adieu to those we must leave behind. Dear Faculty, I fear that we can scarcely realize the debt of gratitude we owe to your labor and guidance. But as life’s pages open to us, we shall come to know more and more the importance of the part you have played in the shaping of our destinies. The knowledge we have gained under your faithful instruction will through all the years be a priceless possession which nothing can take from us. To vou has been committed that most sacred of trusts, the training of human minds and hearts. Oh, that all might discharge their duty as wisely and as well. For our prosperous voyage we would also thank the Board of Education. We appreciate the effort made and the interest taken by these loyal men, who have often turned aside from their own business and private affairs, to set our sails and guide our craft. No shin can sail smoothly unless it be steered by steady seamen. With such pilots at the helm may old Steamboat ever bear on toward the harbor of Success. We gaze into the well-known faces of our com- rades and school mates. “Tis hard to part when friends are dear, Perhaps ’twill cost a sigh, a tear.” We almost wish that we might mingle forever in these familiar halls, made dear by tender asso- ciations and fond recollections, as children together. But it is only a momentary desire, a fleeting fancy. We must move onward to make room for those who are to follow us. It is right it should be thus, for as they come to fill our places here, we go to fill the places of other men and women in the great world outside. We must remember that the pur- pose of the cHld is to become a man. the purpose of the school is to fit him to cope with the world Beth are means to an end, not ends in themselves. Dear Pals and Playmates, let us say to you, be meiry and enjoy these carefree hours while they are yours, but do not forget that you are laying the foundation upon which your entire lives shall be builded. The principles yon maintain, the habits vou form, the attitude you take here, will make or mar your futures. Our earnest desire is that when your ho’ r comes to take this great step, you will be as well—aye even better—prepared to meet life’s battles than we are tonight. It is to you, loving parents and kind friends, who make this evening a crowning event in our lives. What honor to wear the laurels if there is none to witness? What joy to win if no one cares? Your presence shows that you appreciate the effort which STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 we have put forth to accomplish this end, and share with us the triumph of success. We know that you are expecting great things of us in the years to come. God grant that you be not disappointed, that your pride and faith in us be not diminished! Life can hold no greater comfort than to know that wherever we may go, whatever may befall us, your love will still be true. Tonight is Commencement. Let none mark Finis across his paths of advancement. Whether or not we enter college our education has just be- gun. Every day, every hour holds some great les- son for the one who will but learn. Life’s school day is a long and busy one. There are all manner of exercises to be done, and tasks not only for the head, but hand and heart as well. Oftimes we do not arrive at the desired result and must begin all over again, multiplying our efforts and adding our most earnest endeavors until it is at last attained. Seldom are we granted a recess, but often we are allowed hours of pleasant recreation. -Innumerable are the subjects from which we may select our course, and great is the reward for him who never fails in the test. It is not until the silent master Death bids us lay our books aside that we can say our studies are ended. This is but the Commencement. What a won- derful word, filled with all the hope, freshness, and promise of a new unsullied day. May this be the commencement of the life work of sixteen noble and upright men and women. To such young citi- zens as the class of ’23 from S. S. H. S. is America looking for her strength and support. Upon each and every one of us rests the responsibility of mak- ing this world a brighter and a better place. The possessor of wisdom who does not put his know- ledge into practice is like the miser who hides his gold. Every soul has its own individual talent. O, that not one of these be buried or tied in a nankin, but used to the benefit of man and the glory of God. Now we bid farewell to the golden days which shall never be forgotten. The parting brings a sigh but we remember, “It is not for school, but for life we learn.” ---------S-------- SMART SENIOR SET GIVE PARTY If you don’t think the Seniors aie a jolly bunch you should just have been a little bird and peeped into the gymnasium on Friday night, April 28. The occasion of all the merriment was a small impromp- tu party at which the girls of the class entertained the Senior boys, post graduates and several faculty members. Everyone joined heartily in a score of wholesome old games. “A little nonsense now and then. Is relished by the best of men.” At ten thirty the most scrumptious ice cream, cake and coffee was served to all present, after which the musicians of the class produced their in- struments and another pleasant hour was spent in dancing. THE SENIORS OF ’23 Unfortunately the rope of social freedom was somewhat tightened when the Seniors entered that highly respected class in ’22. Mr. Thompson evidently came to the conclusion that a Senior could be as unruly as any of them if they were permitted. From the time that we were green Freshies, we looked at the Seniors with a jealous envy. And only with the thought that we would be Seniors some day could we moderate our indignation. And so, kind Reader, we solicit your sympathy for our sorrow and may you never have to withstand such a heartbreaking experience. As a whole we have had a very successful school year with just a few trivial eruptions which may be the natural outcome of Mr. Thompson’s strict discipline. If so we indorse his new system. Another misfortune which befell the class of ’23 was the loss of three of our most prominent mem- ners. John Vvither went to Boulder and won high honors for that school as a debater. Frederick Met- calf left us early in the year to seek further edifica- tion in Denver. He also won distinction as a de- bater and was later elected captain of his team. Let us hope they may never clash, because it would il- lustrate an irresistable force meeting an immovable object. The third, Willa Danks, who was so artis- tically feminine, is apparently setting a new social standard in the Capital City. The Seniors were fortunate in having such a good faculty, who so willingly cooperated with us in any undertaking, and will here endeavor to ex- press our gratefulness to the individual members: To Mr. Thompson we extend our appreciation for his fertile counsel. We thank Mr. Epler for his cooperation in de- veloping athletics. We are grateful to Miss Miles for her super- vision and aid in our entertainment, for which rea- son we were so highly successful. We appreciate Mrs. Thorne’s sympathetic in- terest in the Seniors who were in hopes of graduat- ing without taking the finals. And to Miss Nslson whose characteristic is “looking on” makes us hesitate to assert. -E. J. ---------S------- DIDJA EVER SEE A ORTERMOBILE? One dark and Willys-Knight a Pathfinder set out to locate where the Chevrolet, and on this trip he was forced to Ford the Hudson and Dodge Overland in his rush to make a Paige in history; with a load of Saxon. He was struck by a Pierce- Arrow and knocked Cole. ---------S------- Epler (at Progressive)—Are you the young lady who took my order? Waitress—Yes, sir. Epler—You’re still looking well. How are your grandchildren? STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL '23 JUNIOR CLASS Front Row (left to right)—Lela Follett, Dorothy Bergen, Lillian Rector, Juanita Fletcher, Alyene Burgman, Mary Hite. Second Row (left to right)—Miss Miles (sponsor), Alpha Wandell, Ethel Reid, Julia Poydack, Mildred Houston, Bernice Barber, Doris Evans. Third Row (left to right)—Cecil Acton, George Fletcher, William Wright, Borden Neiman. Lyman Reardon, Irvin Soash. Back Row (left to right)—Hollis Merrill, Carl Combs, Herman Zimmerman, Harold Brobeck, Jule Lajala, Louis Dalpez, Hugh Roberts. THE JUNIOR PROM Here’s to the class of ’24. Knowing their repu- tation in the past we were expecting the Prom on May 4 to be something worthy of a place in history and we were not disappointed. The Masonic build- ing which had been borrowed for the occasion was most artistically decorated. Orange moons with black streamers, in favor of the Seniors, gave the main hall a very festive look. While the Junior color scheme, rose and gold, was carried out most effectively in the dining room. The long tables were laid in the form of an E, and crescent-shaped centerpieces of lovely fresh roses added much to their attractive appearance. All the members of both Senior and Junior classes, Faculty and Board of Education, together with the County Superin- tendent, the Mayor and several friends, making sixty-seven persons in all, attended the banquet. Nothing could possibly have surpassed either the splendid eats” or excellent service provided by the Eastern Star. The menu was as follows: Fruit cocktail, chicken patties, potatoes in half shell, scal- loped corn, hot rolls, butter, jelly, daisy salad, pine- apple roll and ice cream, cake and coffee. At intervals during this pleasant repast we were favored by speeches from various members of the company. Hugh Roberts, the Junior class presi- dent, as master of ceremonies delivered the Wel- come address, and the response was given by the Senior class President, Grace Furlong. Other toasts were “Senior Girls,” William Wright; “Sen- ior Boys,” Lela Follett; “Girls' A. A.,” Mr. Epler, STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 FRESHMEN NOTES The class of ’26 entered Steamboat High with fast beating hearts and soaring hopes. Just what awaited us we were yet to know. Were we to pass through all the trials and knocks that Fresh- men hope to escape, or were we to die in the at- tempt to withstand the harsh rules and endless les- sons that the teachers delight to inflict? We were to find out. Our increase in number makes the ninth graoe first in quantity if not in quality. There were thir- ty-six at the beginning of the term, and the mem- bership is still about the same. We, as a class, are universally considered as the greenest of the green. We admit the implication, and are not sorry. As Seniors, our superior know- ledge and experience will be more appreciated if we were once known to be simple greenhorns. Two or three weeks after our first day in a new world, the Freshies were initiated by the worldly- wise Sophs. Having had the experience of the same process themselves, we think they will remem- ber the sensations caused by hat-dye, iodine, fruit coloring and shoe polish spread over our faces like Chinese writing and Egyptian heiroglyphics. Our decorations remained only long enough for everyone to get a good look at us and a laugh at our expense, however, for we took up almost a whole period to eliminate this newly acquired beauty from our countenances. However, this slight antidote did not eifect our sunny dispositions, as the upper classmen more than made it up to us at three much enjoyed par- ties, and in turn we entertained them at a “Good- bye Exams” party after the “mid years.” We cer- tainly realize what an amount of work and respon- sibility it is in giving such a large party and we are assured that everyone enjoyed the conse- quences of our first efforts. Having adventured thus far into the delightful realm of entertaining we aided the Juniors in giving a much remembered “Hard Times” party. Parties and entertainments did not take all of our time, however. Athletics has a place quite its own in our thoughts. Although the Frosh took no great part in this branch, we did our utmost to pro- mote this beneficial sport. It will be admitted that the class still in its infancy have pep and vim enough for several classes. We are right there every time with enough pep and lusty shouting to encourage our team to add another victory to the long list of victories of old Steamboat High. Having commented on sports and parties, we must not fail to mention the real cause our parents sent us here—to acquire knowledge that will enable us to become good citizens. With all our jollity and love of mischief we have (most of us) been earnestly striving for greater learning and better understanding; and we cannot fail to give our honest thanks to our faithful pilots, the teachers, who have taken such a great respon- sibility in undertaking to teach us the lessons which will enable us to earn our living in the far future. Although at times we have thought of the faculty as our bitterest enemy, and have gone reluctantly at the lessons which the teachers have assigned, we will some day look back upon the dim past and our first year in High School, and find that above our good times, the hard lessons and the efforts of our teachers will be cherished in the chamber of our memories. —N. F. ’26. --------S------- “K. K. K.,” SCHOOL ORGANIZATION One evening last October five girls met at the home of Grace Furlong and organized the “K. K. K.” Not long after the first initiation was held at the home of Mabel Welch. Since then the club has been very active. Besides their regular business meetings the girls have given several enjoyable so- cial evenings. The first of these was a farewell party for one of their members. Miss Lela Follett, who was leaving that week to spend a few months in Denver. The evening was spent in dancing and card playing. Miss Davis, Miss Welch and Miss Miles acted as chaperons. The “K. K. K.” held a “stag party” at the home of Dorothy Bergen March thirteen. After playing cards for awhile the remainder of the evening was spent singing songs. The evening of April twenty-eighth the “K. K. K gave another little dance at the home of Mabel Welch. After dancing, refreshments were served. The aim of the club is to discuss the lives and works of great writers, poets and other literary peo- ple. Each meeting some new topic is discussed and a paper read on it. Besides this there is a short program given at each meeting. The girls are plan- ning to study the mountain flowers and ferns dur- ing the summer. The members are the Misses Lela Follett, Grace Furlong. Mabel Welch, Mary Long, Aylene Burg- man and Dorothy Bergen. A Pratt, Kans., girl was visiting in the country. Wearing a red sweater she got into a pasture where there was a bull. The bull made a dash after her and she narrowly escaped injury, climbing a fence just in time. “Didn’t you know you ought not to have flaunt- ed the red sweater in his face?” asked the farmer. “I knew that old sweater was clear out of date,” said the girl. “But I didn’t suppose the bull knew it.” —:—s — A boy tells us he is afraid his school has enough coal. Hugh M.—Your lips are just like rose petals. Evelyn I.—But, really I must say good night. Hugh—Let’s say it with flowers, then. ----:—.s-------- Soph—Say, Freshie, if you had your arms cut off, and your legs cut off, and your head cut off, how would you pick it up? Frosh—Well, I’d pick it up with my teeth. STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 FOOTBALL Mascot—Ingalls Bradley. Front Row (left to right)—George Steele, right end; Carl Combs, right tackle; Wynn Roberts, right guard; Web See, center; Dewey Edmondson, left guard; Jule Lajala, left tackle; Louie Dalpez, left end. Middle Row—Kid Poulson, right half; Chub Davis, quarter back; Windie Soash, left half. Back Row—Borden Neiman, sub., right end; Bill Curtis, sub. left tackle; Hollis Merrill, sub. full back; Buck Larson, full back; Vern Thomas, sub. right tackle; Tim Reardon, sub. quarter back; Johnnie Patton, sub. half back. STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 the Hayden games will certainly verify that state- ment. And with Reardon and Steele on the floor, we did not have to worry about openings that were not taken advantage of. The S. S. H. S. basket ball team showed its su- periority over the other teams of the Yampa Valley league during the Ski Carnival when they defeated Hayden by a score of 12 to 5 and Craig 17 to 11 on the local floor. By these two victories Steamboat clinched the valley championship. As a whole it was a poor exhibition of basketball which was partly due to the small floor upon which it was played. The first game was with Hayden, and Wesley Poulson acted as referee. It was fast and closely contested until the last half when Steam- boat steadily drew away from their opponents. La- jala played a constant game of guard while Rich- ard Holderness starred for Hayden. It was a very rough game, and as a result many fouls were call- ed. In the Steamboat-Craig game Steamboat as before showed good team work but failed to score. At the end of the third quarter it was anybody’s game, but in the last quarter Steamboat by sheer determination to win forged ahead of their oppon- ents and the game ended with Steamboat maintain- ing a comfortable lead. Laiala played his usual good game while Dalpez starred at the forward position. MR. SANDOVAL ENTERTAINS THE FOOTBALL TEAM Mr. Sandoval proved that his heart was in the right place when he gave a banquet for the football boys on the evening of Nov. 15th as a treat after their winning the Glenwood game. The tables were tastily decorated and the eats delicious. Each of the boys gave a short rousing toast, each trying to outdo the other. The boys all declare that they en- joyed it immensely and wonder when they will ever deserve another feast like that one. And with one accord the team all shouts, “Mr. Sandoval, here's to you.” -------S------- Epler—What are you going to run, the half- mile or mile? Hugh R.—I don’t know, I can tell you better at the end of the half-mile. --------S------ Bill W.—When does a man become four hand- ed? H. R. L.—When he doubles his fists. Mr. Epler (in Latin class)—I am going to pro- pose— Chorus of Girls—Hurrah! Hurrah! Mr. Epler (severely)—As I was saying, I am go- ing to propose that we take extra long lessons from now on. -------S------- Frosh—“What’s the difference between vision and sight?” Soph—“You can flatter a girl by calling her a vision, but never call her a sight.” Where’s My Mama? WHY, JOHN Skinny says to his wife the other night, “I sure miss that cuspidor.” “You always did miss it,” said Mrs. Skinny. “That’s why I threw it into the trash pile.” --------S------- NO HOPES Louis—They say people who live together grow to look alike. Aylene—Then you absolutely must consider my refusal final. --------S------- LOOK CLOSELY If she sighs, with half closed eyes, The while her hand you press, Don’t think she fell, you never can tell, It may be biliousness. --------S------- Vern T.—There should be a law against cheek to cheek dancing. Esther S.—I never thought you were particular. Vern T.—I'm not, but powder always gets my hay fever going. --------S------- “Irvin proposed to me last night.” She—“Did you accept?” Dorothy—“Of course I did. Any man who would propose now with the cost of living where it is, must love a girl a lot.” STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 Hunting With a Kodak Look me over. kid. Farewell, cruel world. “Bones.” Can you feature this? Taking His Last Stand Will there be any left when I get there? He sees a Co-ed Oliver Learning the Latest Step Counting the Stars Who’da Thunk It! Can you see any re- semblance?) STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 giving season, was very unique and proclaimed a decided success. Several of our members are on the football and basket ball teams, and helped to win the victories of which Steamboat is so justly proud. We cannot close without a word in appreciation of our sponsor. Miss Miles. And yet, after all, there is little to say, for no words can do justice to our love and admiration of her. She has been a friend to all of us, good, kind and true. Perhaps the poet was thinking of her when he wrote: “A perfect woman, nobly planned. To warn, to comfort, and command.” In the Good Old Winter Time EFFECTIVE APPEAL (The following was given in English I. class as an example of effective appeal. It expresses the sentiment of the entire class.—Editor-in-Chief.) O father of Mercy and Love Look down from thy throne above And pity our sad condition, We have to speak just once a week And write a composition. —M. L. Salesman (to Johnnie Fitzgerald)—I should like to see your mamma. Is she engaged? Johnnie—I’ll see. I think she is married.—Life. --------S--------- (In Expression)—Hark! Do steady steps go by? Oliver—I'll bet they’re pigeon-toed. FAIR ENOUGH A plumber and a painter were working in the same house. The painter arrived late and the plumber said to him “You’re late this morning.” “Yes,” said the painter, ‘T had to stop and have a hair cut.” ‘‘You didn’t do it on your employer’s time, did you?” asked the plumber. ‘‘Sure I did,” said the painter, ‘‘it grew on his time.” -------S-------- First Black Lady—Dat baby ob yours am de puffick image ob his daddy. Second Black Lady—He suah am. He’s a regu- lar carbon copy. A colored pastor announced to his congrega- tion the following subject, “Brethern and sisters, I’se gwine to preach a powerful sermon his mornin’. I'se gwine to define the undefinable. I’se gwine to explain the unexplainable, and I’se gwine to un- screw the inscrutable.” -------S-------- “Waiter,” said Mr. Epler after waiting fifteen minutes for his soup, “have you been to the zoo?” “No, sir.” “Well, you ought to go, you’d enjoy watching the turtles whiz past.” -------S--------- Miss Nelson—Spell needle, Lillian. Lillian—N e i d 1 e—needle. “Wrong, there is no eye in needle.” “It isn’t a good needle then. -------s-------- If there should be another flood, for refuge, hither fly, For though all the world should be submerged, this book would still be dry. -------S-------- Breathes there a boy with soul so dead, that never to himeslf hath said, When he begins his morning flight, “I hope the school burned down last night.” -------S-------- Farmer—Have all the cows been milked? Dairy Maid—All but the American one. Farmer—Which one do you call the American one? Dairy Maid—The one that’s gone dry. —S----- Miss Miles (in Botany)—Irvin, go to the board and draw a cross section cf your bean. Willard—Th t ougut to be an easy matter, just make a hollow sphere, Irvin. -------S-------- Ivan T—Homer, do you know how far it is from one of your ears to the other. Homer R.—Nope, I never knew. Ivan—Just one block, of course. —S— Grace—George said that I am iust like a lemon. Eric—He’s right, you’re good squeezing. STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL 23 FRESHMAN CLASS First Row (left to right)—Inez Larson, Ethel Fleming, Alice Cross, Evelyn Welch, Evelyn Irwin, Bernice Fisher. Second Row (left to right)—Nellie Gray, Nellie Fahrion, Mildred Auter, Edith Strong, Stella May Clark, Gladys Whitney, Julia Stanko. Third Row (left to right)—Johnnie Fitzgerald, Annie Smith, Ilah Scovill, Christina Werner, Norma Nay, Winnie Barber. Fourth Row (left to right)—Alfred Maggard, Richard Fleming, Waldo Yonker, Omar Gayman, Clarence Fleming, Wright Peabody, William Sampson. Fifth Row (left to right)—John Steele, Emil Crumly, Clarence Schaefermeyer, James Crawford, Conrad Merrill. STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 KNOCKING THE KNOCKERS I’m no preacher nor reformer, And I fear I’ll never stand, ’Long side Socrates and Plato, In the philosophic band. I am just a simple human, Very common one at best, But I’ve got a little sermon That I must get off my chest. We have all heard times a-plenty, And its logic good and sound, That there hain’t no use a knocking’ On a fellow, when he’s downed. ’Tis a poor rule don’t work both ways. Does it sweeten Life's sour cup, To begin a constant kickin’. Bout the Other Boy that’s up? There’s a good old-fashioned sayin’, That comes oft into my mind, “If you cannot be a bell-cow. You had best fall in behind.” And again, “Don’t be too ready, If you’re leader of the herd, To get it into your head, Friend, That you are the only bird.” For remember that the fellow, Whom you now so far outshine. Might just beat you all to pieces, At something along his line. Boost your fellow creatues, Boost your school, and boost your town, You’ll get lots more satisfaction, Than if you just run ’em down. ’Course we must relieve our feelings, And I think we have a right, Sometimes to express opinions Of folks that don’t treat us white, So if you must rid your system, Of a little just reproof, Do your knockin’ in the celler. But your shoutin’ from the roof. And next time I’m caught a knockin’ Throwin’ slams and all that stuff, ’Cause someone does a thing too well, Or else not good enough, I hope some friend will oblige me, Just by kindly laying hold, Of a 6 ft. hard-wood fence post And proceed to KNOCK me cold. —E. C. ’23. ---------S-------- AN ODE TO LATIN They are all dead who wrote it; They are all dead who spoke it; They all must die who learn it; Oh happy death, they earn it. HIS FROGSHIP What a wonderful bird the frog are! When he stand, he sit, almost. When he hop, he fly, almost. He ain’t got no sense, hardly. He ain’t got no tail, hardly, either. When he sit, he sit on what he ain’t got, almost. --------S-------- INSULT “Th’ noive of that guy,” complained Jimmie, the office boy, “offerin’ me six dollars a week! Wot does he t’ink I am—a college graduate.” --------s-------- Dorothy—I think Jack is awfully tight. Grace—I don’t think so. Dorothy—I mean to dance with. --------S-------- TO THE FLAPPER Blessings on thee, little dame. Bareback girl with knees the same; With thy rolled down silken hose, With thy short transparent clothes; With thy red lips, reddened more, Smeared with lip stick from the store; With thy make-up on thy face, And thy bobbed-hair jaunty grace; From my heart I give thee joy— Glad that I was born a bov. TIT FOR TAT Blessings on thee, awkward lad, Simpering boy who follows fad; With thy trouser legs aflare And thy long and shaggy hair; With thy partly shaven face. Smeared with powder out of place; With glassy eyes and a vacant start, And vapid, sugar coated hair; You’ll never set my heart awhirl, I’m glad that I was born a girl. --------S-------- ECHOES There are battles lost and battles won In all climes in all kinds of weather. With the best of pals, when all’s said and done. There are times when they won’t stick together. The test doesn’t come while the fight it hot, And the war-clouds above darkly hover. What proves if a fellow’s a man or not Is just this, how he acts when it’s over. Here’s to the chap who will help to his feet, The same foe he in anger floored squarely; Here’s to the chap who can smile at defeat, And not whine he was beaten unfairly. If our minds are broad, and our hearts are big, As the smoke clears, our wrath will forsake us; We’ll shake on the treaty, with never a dig, And be better friends for the fracas. --------S-------- Chambermaid—I found seventy-five cents in your bed this morning, sir. Prof. Epler—Ah, my sleeping quarters. STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 Introducing Prof. O. A. Saunders New Superintendent of S. S. H. S. STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 and “Boys’ A. A.,’’ Myrna Davis. Miss Scales spoke concerning “Our Schools,” Mr. Allin, “Our Educa- tion;” Mr. Thompson, “Our Advancement,” and Dr. Willett gave an excellent talk upon athletics. Clever black crescent-shaped programs marked with a gold S. S. H. S. had already been distributed among the guests, and dinner being finished every- one was presented with a rose as a favor and ad- journed into the next room. Here they found many of their friends already assembled and soon the or- chestra struck up a lively number. The remainder of the evening was spent in dancing. One special feature was several “moon light” dances heartily enjoyed by the merry-makers. --------S-------- OUR SCHOOL MATE On the afternoon of January 19th, just as school was out, the boys and girls of Steamboat High were shocked to hear of the death of Anna Barbara Long, one of the Junior girls. Anna was always active in school and ready to help in any way. She will be missed not only by the Junior class, but by the entire school. Her lessons are over, her tasks all are done, And closed are her books, to be opened no more; One place now is vacant, one sweet face is gone, Yet, in memory we see that bright smile of yore. With a sigh and a tear, we bade her good-bye, Though the love in our hearts, we know ne’er shall cease. To the roll-call she’s answered, in Heaven on high, Where joy-bells are ringing of gladness and peace. —E. C. ’23. --------S-------- Mrs. Follett—Lela, are you entertaining Web- ster? Lela—No, just talking. Taking it on High Saling, Sailing JOLLY JUNIOR’S JUBILEE “The spookiest time of all the year It's Hallowe’en when you have much fear With much pleasure and delight On November 4th, we you invite To attend the best party of all the year. At the hour of eight be sure to appear. So sang the Juniors. And they proceeded to make their party as unique and entertaining as pos- sible by decorating the gym with gay streamers and brilliant lanterns. The spookiest” spooks imagin- able prowled about in the halls and dark corners, lending a truly Hallowe’en-like atmosphere to the occasion. Good music was provided and the evening was spent in dancing. All heartily enjoyed the appropriate refresh- ments, consisting of pumpkin pie and hot coffee. (The punch served later in the hall was decidedly refreshing.) Altogether the class of ’24 certainly kept up their reputation as entertainers. WELL CHOSEN In Egypt lived a god of yore, Who tv the sacred onion swore. He chose the proper garden growth— We think h? swore a good strong oath. ---------------S-------- Miss Miles—We borrowed 0”r numerals from the Arabs, o”r calendar from the Romans. Can anyone t’unV of any other examples? Bill Wright—Our lawn mower from the Smiths, and our baby carriage from the Joneses. Mr. Thomoson (in Commercial Law — Tames, if Jule said that yo owed him $5.00 and you de- nied him a d he said he would lick you, what would you do? James—I’d pay him. STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 SOPHOMORE CLASS Front Row (left to right)—Edith Dorr, Isabel Chergo, Elizabeth Ratcliff, Tommie Hix, Isabel Westlake, Eunice Lewis, Norma Brown, Irene Harris. Second Row—Aldine Summers, Dalcye Thompson, Esther Suttle, Lottie Mulkey, Vaden West, Vera Smith, Hazel Elkins, Mildred Bartholomew, Florence Wood. Third Row—Dewey Edmondson, Oliver Welch, Russell Stromquist, William Cross, John Pat- ton, Homer Roberts, Claude Utterback, Fred Fick, Miss Miles (sponsor). Back Row—Harold Cramblit, Wynn Roberts, Willard Smith, William Curtis, Ivan Thomas, Jesse Poulson, Walter McGill, Raleigh Gaymon. SOPHOMORE CLASS NOTES We are almost ready to take upon our shoulders the manifold duties of upper classmen. For two years we have studied in S. S. H. S., and we look back and wonder if we are to judge the future by the past. If so, we believe that the class of ‘25 will not soon be forgotten in S. S. H. S., but we also hope our past experiences will enable us to do much better in the future. When we first came here we were rather timid, we admit, but it wasn’t long before we got over it. The class of ’24 initiated us by applying artistic combinations of green and brown paint upon our faces. After this we met and organized, electing John Patton president, Fred Fick vice president, and Dalcye Thompson secretary and treasurer. Several Freshmen shared the task of writing notes for the Whistle. Miss Miles was elected sponsor. We gave our first party a short time before Christmas, and, in spite of our inexperience, it was a success, mostly owing to the ability of our spon- sor. As Sophomores we felt so dignified we didn’t even condescend to notice the Freshmen for some time. At last, however, we painted their faces and our fingers at the same time, only to discover that the Faculty disapproved of the event and proceeded to take the Freshmen in a body to the lab, where they removed the traces of their initiation. Our first duty as Sophomores accomplished, we held a class meeting and reelected Miss Miles spon- sor and John Patton president, Dewey Edmondson vice president, Williard Smith secretary and treas- urer and Mariam Metcalf reporter for the Whistle. Later Mariam went tc Denver and Tommie Hix was appointed to fill her place. The Sophomore party, given during the Thanks- STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 N. W. C. Market Company Office Phone 9 Residence Phone 70 JOSEPH K. BOZARD ATTORNEY-AT-LAW STEAMBOAT SPRINGS. Room 5. Maxwell BuildinK COLORADO GOODING MONSON Attorneys and Counselors at Law STEAMBOAT SPRINGS, COLORADO THE WATSON MERCANTILE CO. Sells Groceries, Hardware and Shoes at right prices All kinds of furniture repairing and upholstering done at the SECOND HAND STORE When in trouble go to Law Mr. Epler (in Latin)—Herman, what are you doing? Copying John’s paper? Herman—No, sir, I am just seeing if he has copied mine correctly. -------S------- Grace slipped on her veranda last night but it didn’t fit. SEVENTY-FIVE YEARS LATER Eric was carried away by the grippe; Pat went down on a sinking ship; Vern was hit by a railroad train; Web blew off with a hurricane; Donald was hanged by a mob one night. And Chub left the earth serene and cool At the untamed heels of a broncho mule. —------S-------- Harold B.—Wise people are never sure about anything, but fools are always positive. Lillian R.—Are you sure? Harold B —Yes, quite sure. Vacation Time Lives of Seniors all remind us, We can make our lives like theirs, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the High School stairs. ---------S------- Two things that will take one swimmingly through High School: 1. The faculty of working. 2. A working the faculty. ---------S------- Mr. Thompson (in General Science)—How are matches made? John F.—Matches are made in heaven but I do not know how. ---------S------- Miss Miles—Can anyone tell me what the word “Stoic” means? Freshman (eagerly)—The stoi’k is a boid that brings babies. STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL '23 GIRLS’ BASKET BALL (Left to Right)—Alpha Wandel, center; Lillian Rector, guard; Dorothy Bergen, forward; the ball, all over; Alyene Burgan, forward; Isabel Chergo, guard; Betty Ratcliff, running center. Center (front to back)—Bunny Fisher, sub.; Mabel Acton, sub.; Myrna Davis, coach. GIRLS’ A. A. NOTES The girls started the basket ball season with a great many out for practice and everyone did their share in making these practices successful. When the first team was chosen it had no effect upon the rest of the girls for they were behind the team, and wanted it to be first in Northwestern Colorado. With the cooperation of all they have made a grand and glorious showing from start to finish. Miss Myrna Davis was our faithful coach and to her is due much of the praise for such a successful basket ball season. After preliminary practice she picked out the following team: Lillian Rector and Isabel Chergo, guards; Willa Danks, running center; Dorothy Bergen and Aylene Burgman, forwards. The subs were Elizabeth Ratcliff and Mabel Acton. Each girl seemed especially adapted for her place. In October the season was opened by a game with Craig on our home court. This game was played out doors and was a lively contest from be- ginning to end. The score was 23-13 in favor of Steamboat and was a good beginning for the season. The first game that the girls played away from home was on the Craig basket ball court against Meeker. This game was played on a court covered with about six inches of sand, thus making it hard- er than ever for them to win glory for dear old Steamboat High. When the game ended the score stood in our favor 28-11. The third game of the season was played in the same court but this time with the Craig basket ball team. This time further difficulties were encount- ered for the night before it rained, consequently it was not an easy one but as you all know Steamboat could not lose so the contest ended in our favor with a score of 23-13. The basket ball season having quieted down somewhat during November the girls decided to create a little excitement as well as get in some practice, so on November 23 they chose up sides and had a lively game between the “Speeds” and “Go-Getters.” The money that was taken in at the game went toward' paying the basket ball girls ex- penses to Kremmling. The “Speeds won but only by a hair’s breadth. Thanksgiving morning the girls boarded the Moffat train to go to Kremmling. Should the train have been derailed or broken down in any way no one would have been surprised for the girls gave the school yells and songs from the time they left Steamboat until they reached Kremmling. They played that night on a dance floor thus having a hard time to keep on their feet, but they made a splendid score of 54-23. Something more for S. S. H. S. to be proud of. Hayden and Steamboat met for the first time in the basketball season on the Hayden floor. This game was a hard one and each team did its best. At first the Hayden girls had our team buffaloed but they soon regained their foot-hold and were STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL 23 FOOTBALL NOTES At the beginning of the season, Coach Spahr persuaded twenty-five boys to come out and try for the team. When the first team was picked, the other boys instead of losing heart and quitting kept coming out and practiced faithfully the rest of the season, with the hopes that faithful practice and diligent work might put them on equal standing with any of the first team men. These other boys sure- ly deserve some credit for what they did to make the team a success. The first game of the season was an exhibition game played with the town team of Hayden. We won this easily, the score being: Steamboat 42, Hayden 0. The second game of the season was played with Craig at Steamboat Springs. The Craig boys came up expecting to give Steamboat a very even game if not to even beat them. B”t their surmise proved very wrong when on the next day the game was played. Steamboat won the toss, re- ceiving the ball, and within three minutes made a touchdown. Craig strengthened up after this and on a fumble made a touchdown. Both Steamboat and Craig failed to kick goal. But when Steamboat received again and made another touchdown with- out losing the ball the Craig rooters and players looked kind of disheartened. Craig did not make any more touchdowns but Steamboat made four more, making the score at the end of the game: Steamboat 39, Craig 6. The Meeker Cowboys and Steamboat Sailors met on neutral ground and determined who was who. Out guessed, out kicked, and out fought, the Meeker Cowboys never at any time endangered our goal line. Coach Spahr, we must all admit, had developed a speedy and tricky team. However we won this game much easier than was anticipated. Meeker was very confident that they would win the game, we afterward learned. The Steamboat boys had trained faithfully under Spahr as shown by their fighting spirit and ability to play a whole hour, and in sand ankle deep against a heavier team, coming out strongest the finish, and with no let-up during the whole game. In the first five minutes of play we made two touchdowns, which seemed to act like a stimulant to our players, who fought like demons for sixty whole minutes. The greatest gains were made through the line, Soash breaking away a number of times and making some sensational gains. The Steamboat line had a tower of strength in Jule Lajala, who went through time after time, breaking up the Meekerite’s plays. The last day before the game Spahr discovered that Lajala could wield a wicked hoof on the kick-off. This showed up won- derfully in the game, because it kept Meeker strug- gling just below our goal line. The only outstanding feature of the Cowpunch- ers was their aerial work. They completed a num- ber of short passes but were always dropped in their tracks right after and sometimes before the catch. Chub Davis played a heady game and baffled Meeker with his snappy signals, putting the ball into play a number of times before they had set up their defense. The score after the final whistle was 80 to 0, which figures up one touch down every five min- utes. The Steamboat Sailors well earned the name of “Devil Dogs,” given to them by some Craig col- lege football stars. ‘‘The Team! The Team They’ll win the victory! The Team! The Team! We’ll give them three times three. They’ve the grit and they’ve the go. And they’re the boys for me. Rah! Rah! Rah! Steamboat High School!” To this rousing song the football team of the Steamboat Springs High School came running into sight. They appeared from simply nowhere. In- stead of running on the field at once as everyone expected them to do, the boys of the Red and White circled clear around the gridiron and then ran dowr. the center of the field for a short signal practice. The Steamboat rooters just swelled with pride as they watched this handsome team trot onto the field. They had come to Craig to watch the boys uphold the honor of the Red and White, and what- ever their fears had been when they had previously heard the rain, they were all forgotten as they watched the Sailors practice signals. Before anyone had time to get impatient the ref- eree blew the whistle and then Steamboat kicked off to Craig. Craig gained but little ground and ir. a few moments both sides were fighting hard near Steamboat’s goal. Craig then lost the ball and Steamboat at once began gaining ground. A short hard tussel and then a touchdown for Steamboat. Craig was unlike Meeker, as they did not give up a bit. They fought hard every minute and every one of Steamboat’s touchdowns seemed to put fire into them and their fighting spirit rose. During the third quarter of the game their playing was at its height. They held our team tighter than during other parts of the game. The Steamboat team, however, had also im- proved. Craig did not even get hopefuly near their own goal line throughout the last quarter. At the end of sixty minutes of hard playing the game was completed and Steamboat had 33 points while Craig had none. It was proclaimed by the donners of the name that the Sailors are still able to retain the title of “Devil Dogs.” To show their determination of holding this name the members of the Red and White team have clinched their jaws and shouted with fire in their eyes. Among the various banners which were carried in the parade on Election Day, one in particular loomed up. It was “Sailors Predict Heavy Sea for Glenwood!” This proved true, for November 11 STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 was the stormiest day that Steamboat had had this fall. The Steamboat Sailors and the Glenwood boys played one of the hardest games ever witnessed in Northwestern Colorado. The game was played in a blinding snowstorm on a field of ice and snow. This was a handicap to both teams, and especially to our fast backfield. The first quarter was without doubt in Glenwood’s favor, for after the first few minutes of play they had succeeded in making the first touchdown. But the Devil Dogs were not to be defeated so easily and soon the tide turned. For in the second quarter Soash emerged from a dog- pile and having a clear field easily made a touch- down. Steamboat failed to kick goal. Lajala then attempted to pass a number of times, but the ball being so wet and slippery made this very difficult, but finally, to our surprise and Glenwood’s dismay, Steele succeeded in holding fast to the oval and made a good gain. At the end of the half the score was six to seven in favor of Glenwood. When the ball went into action again, we could see that Coach Spahr had had his little say and the boys were trying to execute his orders. In the third quarter Steamboat pounded down the field making steady gains. The ball was on the line and it was doubtful whether “Big Boy” had made a touchdown or not, but to our joy Referee Pughe declared it a touchdown. The Steamboat boys wore a smile, but on the Glenwood faces was printed a look of despair. It was evident that they were entirely outclassed. At the beginning of the last quarter Glenwood had the ball, but the Steamboat boys were encour- aged by a strong chant from the sidelines—“Hold that line, boys, hold that line”—and Glenwood found that our line had held and they lost the ball to Steamboat on downs. Steamboat kept gaining ground and when we were within ten yards of the goal Lajala was given the ball. He hit the line hard and made a good gain, then fumbled, but when the smoke cleared away, Merrill had the ball safely tucked under his arm and just beyond the goal line. And the game ended with a score of 18 to 7 in favor of the Devil Dogs. This was an especially memorable game for throughout the entire sixty minutes of play there was not a single penalty called. All the spectators, coaches and players declare it was the cleanest game ever witnessed in Northwestern Colorado. The Glenwood coach in a letter to Mr. Epler said that “the Steamboat team was the cleanest team they had played this year, and we only wish we might have the opportunity of meeting you again.” The Steamboat boys and girls have the same opinion of Glenwood and we are in hopes that the two schools may meet again in other athletic sports. The line-up for Armistice day was: See, center Steele, r. end W. Roberts, r. guard Dalpez, 1. end Edmondson, 1. guard Davis, quarter H. Roberts, r. tackle Poulson, r. half Lajala, 1. tackle Soash, 1. half Larson, full The last game of the season was with Loveland at Craig on Thanksgiving day. This proved to be our Waterloo. Outweighed, about twenty pounds to the man, but not outplayed we went down to de- feat to the tune of 44-0. This disastrous defeat closed the football season. Cop—Did your teeth chatter when you heard the burglar? Victim—I don't know, they were in the bureau drawer. --------S------ Oliver Welch—I swallowed a whole bottle of mucilage the other day. Fred Fick—How do you feel? Oliver Welch—Somewhat stuck-up, of course. --------S------ Miss Miles (in Biology)—Willard, if you’d ex- amine a dog’s lungs under a microscope what would you find? Willard—The seat of his pants, I suppose. STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 THE ETERNAL SNOWS AT THE TOP OF THE WORLD STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 BOYS’ BASKET BALL Front Row (left to right)—Chub Davis, forward; Tim Reardon, forward; Web. See, center; Louie Dalpez, forward; Windie Soash, guard; George Steele, forward; Jule Lajala (the Ham), guard. BASKET BALL NOTES The basket ball season was very successful, thanks to Mr. Epler’s ability as a coach. At the beginning of the season we had had four men who were on last year’s team, also Reardon, a new man, who helped to make the team a success. The line-up on the first team was: See.center; Steele and Reardon, forwards; Soash and Lajala, guards; with Dalpez and Davis substitutes. On February second the boys’ basket ball team went to Hayden. The people there seemed to be disappointed when they were informed that the Steamboat Legion hadn’t come, believing in their own minds that the High School couldn’t make it a game worth while. But to their surprise and dis- may we played them the fastest game of the even- ing and it was just after playing Craig a hard game of 33 to 21 in our favor. The Hayden Legion was and is at the present time the champions of the valley, and their ability is indisputable. But the Steamboat boys knew what they could do also. The result is that it was a fast and furious game ending at the half with a score of 9 to 6 and anybody’s game. But, lo and behold, the third quarter was our jinx and we sunk into the abyss. Such irony of fate is very disheartening and it would have been nothing unconventional if the team would have blown up in despair. But the last quarter was quite to the contrary, the boys got an- other foothold and regained some of their lost ground, making the final score 24 to 12 in Hayden’s favor. But that’s all right, fellows, we’ll soon get an- other crack at ’em. The next evening it was our turn to be surprised when we played the Hayden High School and it took us nearly half a game to recover from the shock. We’ll have to hand Hayden the concrete balloon when it comes to making something out of (?) beginners, they’ve certainly got the coming High School team. But after a fast blood and thunder game the referee gave the decision to us with a score of 36 to 16. In Lajala and Soash we had two exceptionally good guards that insured a good defensive game under any circumstances. Anyone that saw STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 playing for the honor of Steamboat High. This game, true to the old spirit, ended with a score of 27-13 in favor of Steamboat. Our star player, Willa Danks, moved away and Betty Ratcliff took the place as running center. “Bunny” Fisher stepped in and took Betty’s place as sub. Betty showed her skill in her first game against Hayden on February 10. During the Ski Carnival the girls again showed their power and strength by winning one against Hayden and another against Craig. These games were played on the Steamboat gymnasium floor, each night of the Carnival. Hayden put up a good fight but as usual our girls held the largest score during the game. When the whistle blew its last blast the score stood 30-12. There is still one more game to be played and that is against Craig. Of course the girls will win and add another victory to Steamboat’s laurels. This is to be played on the Hayden floor during the track meet. Oh, of course they won!” The success of the basketball team for this sea- son is d”e to the fact that the Girls’ Athletic Asso- ciation and school were back of them Because of the consistent work of the team and their power to resist the temptation of eating candy and sweets during training, together with the untiring efforts of our splendid coach. Miss Davis. The team has made a wonderful record for Steamboat High in that they have not lost a single game in the last two years. We are indeed fond of them and feel sure that they have rightfully earned the title of “The Champs of Northwestern Colo- rado.” -------S-------- Hugh Roberts had a severe toothache. After suffering several hours he finally said to Ethel Reid. “I wish people were born without teeth.” “If you take time to consider, I think you will find it as you wish, Hugh,” she said. -------S-------- Epler—What is a grass widow? Wright Peabody—A woman whose husband died of hay fever. --------S-------- Why do boys part their hair in the middle? Every block must have an alley. -------S-------- Miss Nelson—Avlene, if you take that gum out of your mouth, I shall enjoy it immensely. -------S-------- Dalcye (to Mr. Epler)—May I change my seat? Mr. Epler—Yes. Dalcye—When ? Mr. Epler—Next year. Aylene (at Craig)—Herman, I see you are get- ing on fast with the Craig girls, what’s the matter with us? Herman—Steamboat girls are too slow for me. -------S----— Esther—Oh, my cheeks are just burning up. Verner—I thought I smelled paint burning. LOOK NATURAL. PLEASE Hubby—You’re three-quarters of an hour late. What do you mean keeping me standing around like a fool? Wife—I can’t help the way you stand. -------S-------- Lela—I dreamed last night I was in heaven. Web—Did you see me there? Lela—Yes, then I knew I was dreaming. -------S-------- Small son—Mamma, why has papa so little hair on his head? Mother—Because he thinks so much. Small Son—Well, then, why have you so much? Mother—Now, Sonny, it is time to go to bed. -------S-------- X equals a young man. Y equals a voung lady. Z equals a chaperon. X —|- Y Z equals Misery. X —|- Y — Z equals Bliss. Yankee Doodle Lake JUST WHAT DID SHE MEAN? The small boy was being reproved by his mother. “Why don’t you be good?” she asked. “I’ll be good for a nickel,” he said. “Ah!” responded the mother, you want to Le bribed. You should copy your father and be good for nothing. -------S------- Lyman—What is the date, please? Mrs. Thorne—Never mind the date, the exam is more important. Lyman—Well. I wanted to have something right. -------S------- Coach Spahr in football to Irvin—What exper- ience have you had before? Irvin S.—Well, this summer I was hit by two autos and a truck. STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 SOCIETY SOME STUNNING SENIOR SUNSET SUPPER Seniors are first in everything, so of course first to break the ice and give a jolly send-off for the so- cial activities of the season, by giving the best Sun- set Supper at which you ever ate weinerwursts. On September 27th, at 5:30 P. M. the students and faculty together with several members of the alumni, met on the school grounds, arms filled with buns, marshmallows, and other goodies too numer- ous to mention. There were many surmises and in- quiries as to the destination of the party, but the Seniors only looked wise and said, “Follow the S.” As soon, however, as the standard-bearers turned up Pine Street the secret was out, and all knew that they had in store a jolly hike to the reservoir. Here an ample and appetizing supper was en- joyed around a blazing camp fire. Needless to say, the walk had made everyone hungry as well as happy and none failed to do justice to the “eats.” Next, the S. S. H. S. cheer leaders took the floor and proceeded to put a little pep into the crowd by striking up some lively yells and school songs. Fol- lowing this the company was favored by several impromptu selections, including a vocal solo, en- titled “Old Grimes is Dead,” rendered by Prof. Thompson. Unfortunately, someone in the party was the possessor of a “Waterbury” and soon made the sad announcement that it was nearing ten bells. All were loth to leave, but being good boys and girls, obediently covered the fire and wended their way “Down the Trail to Home. Sweet Home.” FRESHMEN FURNISH FUN The Class of ’26 certainly believes in starting right as was shown by the spirit and originality dis- played at their party on January 26th. The Fresh- men were feeling particualrly cheerful, having just recovered from their first attack of mid-year exami- nations. To commemorate the victorious outcome of this terrible ordeal a large box labeled “Exams” was placed in the center of the hall and to it were attached a large pair of outspread wings. There were further decorations carried out in the class colors, purple and gold. When it comes to the lunch, it was certainly swell—what there was of it—such as it was. With chicken salad, cake, sandwiches and coffee, everyone felt as if he had been to a banquet. Clever dance programs were given out to all the guests and a four-piece orchestra furnished music peppy enough to suit the taste of the “peppiest.” This was the first social event which the school had held for some time and all joined in the cele- bration. SOPHOMORE STUNT SWELL SUCCESS You have all heard it said that “A well is a deep subject,” but the one in the center of the gym No- vember 24th at the Sophomore party was an un- fathonable mystery. Not until supper time did the warm and thirsty dancers learn the secret of its con- tents. Then two prim Puritan maidens served them to sweet cider drawn from its depths. As further refreshments rosy apples and sugary doughnuts were hauled around the room in little red wagons, each person getting one grab. All those who failed to secure a doughnut were decidedly blue. This harmonized well with the color scheme of the decorations, which were red and blue, the Sophomore Class colors. But everyone felt gay and peppy when the boys’ quartette, made up of Hugh and Wynn Roberts, Dewey Edmondson and Irvin Soash, struck up the school song, “Fight Steamboat, Fight!” The accompaniment was played by Miss Everett, who together with Messrs. Steele and Fick furnished the music for the evening’s entertainment. After such a delightful program everyone re- tired to his home in a truly Thanksgiving spirit. MISCELLANEOUS MERRY-MAKINGS The first school dance of the year was given by the Seniors on Saturday night. Sept. 30, in honor of the visiting basketball and football teams from Craig. The refreshments consisted of punch and cookies, and the numbers were played by Miss Everett of the S. S. H. S. faculty and Messrs. Evans and Fitch of Craig. If anyone should try to tell you that the mem- bers of Miss Baer’s Domestic Science class do not know how to prepare and serve most delightful afternoon teas, just ask either of the mothers of the girls or someone on the faculty or Board of Educa- tion. The above were the guests of the first and second divisions of the class on February 28, and March 13, respectively, and pronounced the ability displayed by the students to be very commendable. Moreover the tasteful and pleasing appearance of the gymnasium in which the tables were laid, prov- ed that the girls had received valuable instructions in interior decorating as well as in the culinary art. The B. A. A., realizing the necessity of raising more funds in order that the football team might be provided with sweaters, held a dance on April 20th, at the Cabin Hotel. Doughnuts and coffee were served by the association which had charge of the entire program. The dancing lasted from 9 P. M. until 12:30 A. M., the boys furnishing their own music. Their orchestra, called the Sheik Quintette, consisted of the clarinet played by Homer Groes- beck, the slide trombone by Hugh Matthews, the saxophone by Verner Thomas, the drums by George Steele, with Clarence Patterson at the piano. At in- tervals during the evening the musicians were re- lieved by Miss Everett and Mr. Steele. The public was invited to attend and one dollar admission fee STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 Classy Products ‘ ‘ Yampa Valley’s Best” High Patent Flour “Jo Dandy” Breakfast Food Yampa Valley Milling and Elevator Company STOP AND SHOP AT O. H. PARR CO. FOR CANDY AND STATIONERY MRS. PARR PACKS SPECIAL BOXES OF FANCY CANDY TO ORDER AT 75c PER POUND, REAL VALUE $1.00. MANY THANKS FOR YOUR PATRON. AGE FOR THIS YEAR. OUR PRICES ARE NEVER HIGH A Home of Your Own One of the first and most important steps toward owning a home is to start a Savings account. And while you are saving we will add 5 per cent interest regularly The First National Bank STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ‘23 charged. The financial result was highly satisfac- tory, $68 being taken in, which after deducting ex- penses yielded a net profit of $43. All were glad to hear that this amount would enable the boys to pur- chase their sweaters. Grass (Frosh) and Gas (Juniors) are very nec- essary elements but Brass (Sophs) and Class (Seniors) proved to be the winners when it comes to ticket selling. As a result of their defeat in the contest, the Freshmen and Juniors entertained the school at a Hard Times party on March 9. Of course all were decked out in their ginghams or denims and the refreshments were to suit the oc- casion. These consisted of doughnuts and coffee. The latter was passed around in dish pans and serv- ed out in tin cups. During the evening the High School orchestra made its debut into society by playing for several of the dances. The losers “did themselves proud” as hosts and all agreed that any- one would have a Hard Time furnishing a more en- joyable entertainment. After all the fun and frolic of the Festival on Saturday night, April 7, everyone was in excellent humor to enjoy the “jitney dance held in the gym- nasium. The paper caps still worn by the dancers together with the scattered confetti and other traces of the former amusements of the evening lent jest to the occasion. The S. S. H. S., to which had been added the clarinet, making five pieces in all, relieved the regular musicians at intervals and ren- dered several peppy numbers. The financial re- turns from the experiment were very satisfactory and all look forward eagerly to another Fun Festi- val in the future. SMART SENIOR SET Rain or shine the Senior class, post graduates and faculty were invited by Mable Acton and Les- lie Neiman to attend an automobile party on May 16, at the home of the former. True to life the cars all had to be overhauled and remade before any- one could “take a drive.” But once under headway Mrs. Thorne so proved her skill with a hammer that it was plain to all she had sadly missed her calling. She could have been a carpenter. ‘‘Casey” proceeded to break all records for speeding, but in- stead of being “pinched,” was presented with a box of candy. What is the world coming to? After such a strenuous trip everyone found it necessary to stop at the filling station. Here all “tanked lip” on cake and ice cream and soon dispersed for home well filled and happy. Thanks to the hospitality of Mrs. James L. Nor- vell the Senior class were delightfully entertained at a dinner party at her home on Monday evening. May 21. After the banquet, all adjourned to the living room where the remainder of the evening was spent at “Quinot.” Everything, alas, must end, and all too soon the sounding of “ten bells” announced the hour of departure. Before leaving, however, all joined in a circle and gave three rousing cheers for the hostess. S. S. D. might stand for “Schoolkids Seldom Ditch,” but it doesn’t. It stands for Senior Sneak Day. To start the morning right the girls of the class all decked out in gingham dresses and ribbon bows, sweetened the disposition of the faculty by giving them each a bite of their red and white stick candy. After this the Seniors all thought that it was time to go out and play. And play we did! The first thing of course was to “paint the town red,” and acquaint everyone with the fact of the celebration. Next, it was decided to invite the faculty to join us in a picnic dinner at Sulphur Cave. The lunch, although gotten together in a rather impromptu manner by the girls, was fit for a king. Everyone entered heartily into the spirit of the lark, and a very merry group sauntered leisurely back to town. However, we were not any humor for more school that day, so spent the rest of the afternoon in whatever fashion suited our various fancies. Our only regret is that we cannot be Seniors again and have another sneak day. What’s the matter with the Lions? They’re all right. Those were the sentiments of the faculty. Senior class and post graduates after a delightful picnic supper served by the Lions club on May 14. The Island, which had been lately cleared and made as attractive as possible, was the scene of the event, and the beauty of the surroundings added much to the enjoyment of the occasion. --------S------- On mules we find two feet behind, And two we find before. We stand behind Before we find What the two behind be fore.—(Chief.) --------S------- Alyene—What made the tower of Pisa lean? Grace—Gee! I wish I knew, I’d like to try it. -----—S--------- People are just dying to ride in a hearse. --------S------- Verner Thomas—Did you ever see a mosquito weep? Johnnie F.—No, but I saw a moth ball. -------S-------- Mr. Epler—You don’t chew tobacco, do you, Irvin? Irvin—No, but I can give you a cigarette if you want one. -------S-------- George S.—You didn’t know I had poetic feet, did you? Victim—No, how’s that? George—They are Longfellows. -------s—:------ We’ll now sing the bedtime melody entitled: “Will the Fruit Gum Lose Its Flavor on the Bed- post Over Night?” STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 A Modern Drug Store REPRESENTING THE FOLLOWING STANDARD LINES £astman Kodaks and Supplies Parke, Davis Pharmaceuticals Edison Phonographs and Records Johnson Johnson Surgical Sup. Brunswick Phonographs Records Squibbs Chemicals Sheaffer’s Pens and Pencils Nyal Agency Dennison Crepe Papers Whitman's Candies OUR SODA HITS THE SPOT COMPLETE MAIL ORDER DEPARTMENT The Ballard Drug Co. New York Life Insurance Co. Insurance in force $4,042,169,658 Rated Assets $1,000,000,000 First—Liberality of Contract Second—Solidity of Company Third—Service Furnished to Policyholders THIS IS WHAT THE NEW YORK LIFE IS NOTED FOR You have heard of the New York Life all your life. Let me do business for you with the New York Life For the New York Life with you Your business will be highly appreciated by me Samuel J. Walker, Special Representative STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 GIRLS’ GLEE CLUB Front Row (left to right)—Juanita Fletcher, Mildred Auter, Winnie Barber, Evelyn Welch, Stella May Clark, Vera Smith, Lottie Mulkey. Middle Row (left to right)—Miss Everett (music teacher), Lela Follett, Bunnie Fisher, Vaden West, Alyene Burgman, Grace Furlong, Florence Wood. Back Row (left to right)—Annie Smith. Evelyn Irwin, Esther Suttle, Julia Poydack, Edith Strong, Ilah Scovill. THE MISSOURI BLUES Little Paul swat the mule with a maul While stealing with stealth past his stall; The mule put his heels Where Paul put his meals— And so far as we know, that’s all. --------S-------- He asked if she rolled her own, She said she never tried; Just then a mouse ran swiftly by, And then he knew she lied. ------S-------- Alfred—How long can people live without brain ? Jess—I don’t know, how old are you? --------S-------- Social Athlete—I’m in heaven when I’m dancing with you. Victim—I’m awfully hot. EVEN AS YOU AND I Myrna—Were you pleased with the new school, Chub? Chub—Naw! They made me wash my face an’ when I went home de dorg bit me ’cause he didn’t know me.” -------S------- Bill Wright—Speaking of Einstein, makes me think. Dorothy—Isn’t it wonderful what science will do? -------S------- Mr. Epler—When I went to school, my teacher made me hand in my problems at the beginning of class. John P.—It was a dunce of a teacher you had, wasn’t it? Mr. Epler (indignantly)—Young man, I had a better teacher than you've got. STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 Sound Insurance Prudent men keep their property and their lives insured. It is good, sound business to do so, but in order to get re- turns from insurance there must be corresponding loss of property or life. A Savings Account in our Bank is also an insurance, one of the very best, one in which you do not have to die to win. A Savings Account carefully handled grows steadily until it soon becomes your steadfast friend, always subject to your command. The Bank of Steamboat Springs The Steamboat Pilot HOME OF GOOD PRINTING STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL '23 WHISTLE STAFF Front Row (left to right)—Leslie Neiman, typist; Nellie Fahrion, reporter; Evelyn Irwin, re- porter; Edith Strong, reporter. Second Row (left to right)—Tommie Hix, reporter; Daisy Larey, typist; Grace Furlong, editor in chief; Mary Long, typist; Elnora Chesterman, society editor; Mable Acton, girls’ athletic editor; Lillian Rector, reporter. Third Row (left to right)—Webster See, assistant joke editor; Eric Jackson, boys’ athletic edi- tor; Verner Thomas, business manager; Miss Miles, staff adviser. Back Row—Donald Moss, Joke Editor; Theodore MEMORIES—BY EPLER I rose and gave her my seat, I could not let her stand— She made me think of mother. With that strap held in her hand. -------S------- TRUE TO HIS BREEDING “Lay down, pup; lay down!” ordered Mr. Epler. “Good doggie—lay down, I say.” “You’ll have to say ‘lie down,’ Mr. Epler,” de- clared Eric; “that’s a Boston terrior.” -------S------- Mrs. Thorne—How does a goose walk? George S.—He puts one foot up and one foot down. -------s----:— Webster (in French)—I’m indebted to you for all I know about French. Miss Miles—Pray, don’t mention such a trifle. Larson, Asst. Editor: Edward Davis, Advertising Mgr. IT SOUNDED LIKE IT In French I. a picture of Joan of Arc was dis- played to the class. “Who was she?” asked Miss Miles. “Noah’s wife,” replied Edith. -------S-------- Smart Frosh—“Do nuts grow on trees, Mr. Thompson?” “They do.” “Well, what kind of a tree does a doughnut grow on?” “The ‘pantree,’ son.” Oliver W. walked into the Chamberlain-Gray Drug store and said to the man in charge, “Is there any such thing as a tobacco trust?” “Guess there is,” replied the man. Oliver—“Well, sir, I would like to be trusted with a package of camels.” STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 The Price You Pay For Drugs The value of drugs or of a prescription is not in the price you pay—it’s in the good they do. If you pay higher prices than we ask, you pay too much; if you pay less than our prices, you will get inferior quality. “QUALITY IS THE TRUE TEST OF CHEAPNESS” Compare our prices with those asked elsewhere and carefully note com- parative qualities of goods. Best quality at lowest cost is a rare combination, but that is what you are offered at our store. LET US BE YOUR DRUGGISTS Chamberlain-Gray Drug Company THE REXALL STORE Quality Clothes Exclusively In NO COTTON NO SHODDY our Cleaning and Pressing Department we Guarantee Satisfaction R M SMITH, TAILOR STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 HELP WANTED The following has for a long time been puzzling a certain member of the Sophomore class (Ivan Thomas by name), and it is feared that brain fa- tigue may be the result of his constant pondering. Therefore we publish the problem with the request that Mr. Elper, our learned mathematics professor, Community House will kindly remit its correct solution to be publish- ed in the next year’s edition of the Annual. “If a bow-legged frog can hop around a bog, while a six months’ old wood-pecker with a rubber bill pecks a hole thru a cipress log; how long will it take a cross-eyed grass-hopper with a cork leg to kick all the seeds out of a dill pickle?” -------S------- CLASSICS “Great Caesar’s Ghost,” by A. Knight Walker. “Some Fuel There Was, by Woodyard Kipling. “The Shriek,” by Ima Howell. “The Old Swimming Hole,” by Belle E. Flop. -------S------- Eric—I saw in a magazine the other day the ex- pression “back in the year 1914 B. V. D.” What does B. V. D. mean? Mr. Epler—Presumably it means “Before the Volstead Disaster.” —------S------- TRY A STEP LADDER 1st Frosh—If a girl kissed you what would you do? 2nd Frosh—Kiss her back of course. 1st Frosh—Suppose she were a tall girl? —:—s----------- This is a dirty trick said the frog turning a flip flop in the mud. -------S------- Vern Thomas—Say, Freshie, you remind me of an aeroplane. Fresh—How’s that? Vern Thomas—Why you’r no good on earth. SWEET ESSENCE OF PRUNE JUICE It was the glorious autumn, but it was windy and dusty, and dust beat unmercifully into their faces as the young man and maiden turned the cor- ner of the street. “Did you get any in your eyes, Darling?” he asked fondly, drawing her closer to him. “Yes, sweetheart,” she murmured, searching for her elusive handkerchief. “Which eye, beloved?” he pressed. “The right one, love! Did you get any in yours?” “Yes, dear heart, he responded, using the same corner of the handkerchief that she had used. “How sweet.” she exclaimed, “and yours was in the right eye, too?” “Yes, dearest.” “Oh,” she thrilled, “do you suppose that it could have been part of the same piece of dust that got in our eyes?” “I hope it was,” he exclaimed fervently, blinking a pleasurable beam with his good eye. “Wouldn’t it be lovely, love?” she cried. “Oh, love, wouldn’t it?” he acquiesced. And the wind howled as though in pain, and from the house opposite a “Votes for Women” sign- board fell with a sickening crash upon the side' walk. --------S-------- Miss Miles (in English)—Where is there a change in the atmosphere of this poem? Eric—In the fourth part, where it begins to rain. Bubbling Spring Miss Miles (in English)—Hollis, why do words have roots? So that the English language can grow. -----—S-------- Alfred M.—Look! That man has only one arm. Webster See—Shut up. He’ll hear you. Alfred—Why, doesn’t he know it? STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 TOT Advertising, nor 1 self-praise, nor un- fulfilled promises have built our wonderful business. The Zimmerman Abstract Co. ESTABLISHED 1902 Shelburne’s success has been The Pioneer Abstracters of Routt built as all success must be— and Moffat Counties by gaining the confidence of Abstracts of Title, Real Estate, our customers. Square deal- Farm Loans, Investments, Fire, ing, quality goods at prices fair Automobile and all kinds of to all, and unexcelled service, are the foundation for this con- fidence. We are proud of it and cherish it as our most valuable possession INSURANCE Steamboat Springs and Craig, Colo. Jackson Mercantile Company LACHES’ FINE WEARING APPAREL AND SHOES HIGH CLASS MILLINERY PHONE 192 Style Shop for Ladies THE STEAMBOAT HOSPITAL DR. F. E WILLETT STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 SHEIK ORCHESTRA Left to Right—George Steele, Hughie Matthews, Clarence Patterson, Verner Thomas. MOTHER GOOSE UP TO DATE Sing a song of suspense, A cellar full of ale, Four and twenty cases, Ready for a sale. The “King” was in a dugout Acting like a rummy, The Queen” was in the barroom Raking in the money. The “lookout” in the attic Failed to use his noodle; For down came a boozehound And pinched the whole caboodle. --------S-------- “What are you fencing that lot for, Pat?” he asked. “A herd of cows would starve to death on that land.” “Sure,” replied Pat, “I was fencing it to keep the poor bastes out of it.” --------S-------- “That bane a yoke on me,” said the Swede as the egg spattered down his shirt front. OF ALL SAD WORDS Saturday Evening Post—“He jerked his eye over his shoulder.”—“His eye clutched at the desk.” —“She dug her wrists into the deep sockets of her eyes. Blurred by the gesture, she saw him only dimly.” -------S-------- Mr. Epler (in Geometry)—Vern, how would you go about surveying a fish pond? Vern—I’d put on a bathing suit. -------S-------- “Chesterfield,” a worshiper of “Egyptian Die- ties,” was stranded in the “Murad” desert. Coming near an “Oasis,” he suddenly spied a “Camel” which was a “Lucky Strike;” climbing on, he ap- plied his “Spurs,” at which treatment the “Camel” cried out, “Omar! Omar! Oh! Helmar!—(Chief.) ---------------------S-------- George Steele—Daddy, why do people call the owl the bird of wisdom? His Father—Because he’s got sense enough not to come out and fly around until all boys of your age are in bed. STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 Northwestern Auto Co. Dealers in all Ford Products and Supplies Fire Proof and Steam Heated Storage $3 per Month Northwestern Auto Co. To keep posted on the development of Steamboat Springs and Northwestern Colo, read THE ROUTT COUNTY SENTINEL STEAMBOAT SPRINGS, COLO. H. C. WOOD, Publisher Always Conservative and Thoroughly Reliable, the Sentinel publishes all the news of this great territory SUBSCRIPTION $2.50 PER YEAR Farewell School Days Summer is coming and you will need a pair of NAP-A-TAN BOOTS for your summer vacation. Come in and try a pair Steamboat Harness Shop STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 FOR THE HONOR OF STEAMBOAT HIGH O Steamboat High, known as the very best in this part of Colorado. May you be proud Of the girls and boys, who've finished in your course To fight life’s battles. Let’s shout your praises loud. Yes, they have learned of honor, loyalty, truth. In sports and study, to be true and square. To finish well whate’er they have begun. And take defeat or victory, as just and fair. The best success is found in giving all To help discouraged friends in mind and soul. The precious memory of good deeds nobly done. Gives greatest joy when nearing this life’s goal. As men and women thev will fight for Freedom, Redeeming the oppressed from wrong and crime. Not always winning success, but count him noble Who keeps his brother out of mud and slime. May your sons and daughters tender hearted be, Yet their minds too strong, to be ruled only by Fate. Their simple Trust and Faith remain in them. And they, the will and strength, the wrong to hate. Goodbye, then to you, dear Steamboat High, And to those happy faces in your Halls. Your influence, tho’ will always stay with me, Calling out to one, e'en from your very walls. So here’s my fondest toast to dear old Steamboat High, ; May her children ne’er forget the blessings she has given, May high her standards ever be, and never lowered, And tho’ we soon will part may we meet again in Heaven. Geo. O. Thompson. THE SHEIK QUARTETTE If you are looking for sheiks, here’s the Sheik Quar- tette. i It’s the best there ever was. and still better yet. You know they’ve got the goods, by the peppy manner That Pat starts a thumpin’ on the old pianer. The fellow with the saxophone? Well sir, that’s Vern. If you don’t know how to play one, just listen and learn. And when Hughie on his trombone begins to toot. Every girlie sighs and murmurs, “O, ain’t he cute?” About then George commences on the drums to beat, And you all get a funny feelin’ in your feet. There are orchestras a plenty, but we will bet. You’ll never find another like the Sheik Quartette. —E. E. C. OFFICIAL SONG OF S. S. H. S. This song was written by Mr. B. G. Bradley after Steamboat’s victory over Glenwood Springs. It was sung at a banquet given to the boys and girls of the athletic teams by Mr. Furlong. It was at once adopted as the school song. It is written to ‘‘On Iowa.” ON STEAMBOAT Don’t you remember that day in November, when Steamboat beat Glenwood High. We gathered together in very rough weather, and watched Steamboat win, by and by. So let’s tell the story of old Steamboat’s glory, let’s make the mountains ring. Rah! Rah! Rah! Steamboat High, everybody sing. So whether you’re thin or you’re fat, or you’re fifty, just join in the rising swell, Don’t try to tarry, don’t be so unwary, just join in her praises to tell. Don’t fear that you’ll bore us, but join in the chorus, all sing in glad refrain, Rah! Rah! Rah! Steamboat High, sing it once again. Chorus: On Steamboat, proudly at the fore, On Steamboat, on forever more, Ev’ry loyal son will give a rousing toast to you, ev’ry loyal daughter loves you true. On Steamboat! We’re all back of you, we’re with you with pep and love so true. Love of country, love of friend, love of family ties, Makes us proud for what you stand. Our Steamboat High. U, rah, rah U, rah, rah, Steamboat High, Steamboat High. U. rah, rah, U, rah, rah, Cheer for Steamboat High! Fight Steamboat, never, never yield. Fight. Steam- boat, fight right down the field. Get in the game and watch the ball and be a fight- ing man. Fight, Steamboat, you’ll be sure to hold, we’re with you with the pep and love of old. Fight for country, Fight for friend, Fight for family ties. But fight hard today and win for Steamboat High. Let every fellow without any yellow, who loves— her Steamboat High, Let every daughter of our Alma Mater, whose pride is in this dear old High, Stand up for the fame and honor so lasting, and sing in that glad refrain. Rah! Rah! Rah! Steamboat High! Sing it once again. May they ever continue to thrive and to prosper, to mould and to aid in the fight, May they ever grow better because they have met her, enabled to win for the right. So let’s tell the world of Old Steamboat’s Glory, let’s make the mountains ring, Rah! Rah! Rah! Steamboat High! Everybody sing. STEAMBOAT SPRINGS HIGH SCHOOL ’23 Correct clothes for Students at reason- able prices. We sell Born Tailored to measure and Cloth- craft Clothes as well as other leading makes. Match these clothes with Wilson Brothers Shirts, Everwear Hosiery, Stetson Hats, Regal Caps, Endicott Johnson Shoes and Van Heusen Collars and you will be outfitted in the finest Apparel at lowest cash prices F. M. LIGHT SONS Clothiers to Men Who Know Victory Service Station We sell Nash Cars and Trucks, Seiberling Certified Tires. The Tire that never wears out. Gas, Oil, and Accessories Remember our Service. We give satisfaction and a trial will conince you. Try us out Victory Service Station Steamboat Transfer Co. Hauling of all kinds Pianos moved by the careful method. Household moving. Crating and Storage Day Phone 85 Night Phone 144 W. O. WRIGHT, Prop. FOLLETT BRADLEY REAL ESTATE, LOANS, INSURANCE STEAMBOAT SPRINGS, COLO. Graduation Is Over School Is Out ] The E. O. Furlong Special Trout Fly is one made for mountain trout, and to see this fly will convince you it will catch them j IKE Eric’s class will, you J—4 should congratulate Steamboat Springs on having a store like ours filled with Hardware, Furniture, Sad- dlery and Implements. Our Sporting Goods department has everything for fishing, camping and outdoor exercise No trouble to show our goods F 0. FURLONG The Steamboat Pilot Print r .. r • I r A-A i r I r. f C.