Terrill Preparatory School - Terrillian Yearbook (Dallas, TX)

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fm 1915 F I Beg to Differ. ICE has its W. Sidis, but Terrill has its N. D. Goehring. We're almost tempted to quote something about and still the wonder grew that so young a head could carry all he knew, but Mr. Goehring might not like it and if this book is to go well it must have the faculty with it. Mr. Goehring spent his first day at Terrill explaining quietly, but firmly, that he was not a house boy nor yet a town boy, so help him! but the new assistant English instructor. Something in his enuncia- tion rather than in his appearance told us that he spoke truth and ever after we have pointed to him as an example of how a few birthdays may be made to go a long way. If Mr. Goehring is especially distinguished for anything it is his basketball playing. In the faculty game his was the strength of twenty men because his complexion was clear. The article of guard- ing he put up was the feature of that game. The way he mixed it up there should have left a favorable impression upon the mem- bers of his classes. Anyone that knows Mr. Goehring will admit that by his ability and his amiability he has found a place in the regard of all Terrill- ians. 23 QE 15031915 QEE,

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l r Dog Gone! MAN as handsome as the above picture would indicate, should by rights haunt a photographer, instead of kicking over the traces about having his picture made, as this cam- era-shy person did. He threatened to ruin the book by not allowing his picture to go in. He said he had a reputation as a tough guy to maintain and besides that, a flossy photograph might break in on his run of luck. With much coaxing, he was finally brought around and since then he has been one of the staunchest supporters of this book, even going so far as to coerce his ge- ography class into getting one apiece. What Mr. Hammond says to the little kids goes, to a certain ex- tent, but from September to November what he says to the football fellows goes absolutely. I-le's the czar, martinet and chief engineer of our football steam roller. Dressed in a woolen jersey and an old pair of baseball trousers, topped by a white felt hat of surpassing dinkiness, he is at his best. His coaching is Billy Sundayism applied to footballg action, tongue-lashing and slang carried to their highest degrees of perfection, all directed by a consciousness trained in every department and ramification of the game. in ZZ QL' EE

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K' QE E13 12115 FE I'l1 Buy You a Cone. Off again, On again, Gone again, Ramsdenl HE foregoing is a prime example of that figure of speech which Messrs. Phelps and Ferguson spend so much effort in impress- ing upon us-to-wit, transferred epithet, for it applies not so much to Mr. Ramsden as to Mr. Ramsden's mustache- that-was. That growth was a very transient affair which seemed to run on a definite schedule, Schedule Kg for instance, if you wish to go deeply into the matter--it's wooley enough for that-but getting back on the main line, it's actual schedule is something like this: Monday-Every indication of a mustache. Tuesday-Worst suspicions confirmed. Wednesday-Bristles reach their majority. Thursday-Remorseg Gillette gains decision. Friday-Mustache discouraged and cowed-completely eye- brow-beaten. Saturday-Mustache crushed to earth, shall rise again. Sunday-Young growth sees moving picture show for first time. And so on in a never-varying cycle, repeating itself much as Mr. Ramsden's specialty, History, repeats itself. The little time Mr. Ramsden has been with us, he has impressed us as being one of the best sort ever. He is totally in sympathy with the boys, although he doesn't make a point of emphasizing the fact that he was a boy himself once. With Mr. Ramsden's ad- vent another camp presided over by a Terrill teacher is available to boys in the school. If Mr. Ramsden runs true to winter form, he ought to have some camp. 24