Westport High School - Herald Yearbook (Kansas City, MO)

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I OFFICERS. OF SOPHOMORE CLASS. MARGARET COBURN. VIRGINIA SIEGEL. President. Sergeant-at-Arms. KENNETH G. IRoNs. GEORGE D. HULL. JEROME TWICHELL. Secretary. Treasurer. Vice- President. THE NIGHT OF THE FOURTEENTH. It is very cosy to sit by the ire in the evening in a warm room, with a good booic to read and plenty of time to read it. So I sat one winter evening in February. It was indeed winter outside. The snow lay on the ground a foot deep, and numerous icicles hung down from the eaves. Inside, however, all was pleasant. The poem I was reading was The Raven. I had nearly dropped oft to sleep when suddenly there came a tapping, as of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber doorf' These words from 'fThe Raven Hitted through mv mind when I heard that knock- ing at my door. I was somewhat startled at the similarity of my position to that of the man in the poem, but I went at once to the door and opened it. I heard a scurrying of feet at a little distance, but saw nobody. However, as soon as the light fell on the doorstep, I discovered an envelope lying there. I picked it up, closed the door, and walked back to mv seat by the tire. Now, I wonder if you can guess what it was that that envelope contained. Well, it was a piece of paper daubed all over with green paint and cut somewhat jaggedlv into the shape of a heart. Written upon it in a childish scrawl were the words: to 2lUHt1C.7' Pauline Cclmpbell, '10.

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lllll lllllll l I llIIllllIIIlllllIllIlllIIllllllllllllllllllllll lll f-my Choc? ggi Class History. ' if Qur hrst Clay at High School was rather tedious. After filling out several funny yel- low cards, We managed to find our hrst room. Then imagine our astonishment when the teachers prefixed MissH or Mister', to our our dear Old School and hope to do so to our first names, the Way our teachers at Ward school did. f'MissH and Mister,' was bad enough from the teachers, but the Sopho- mores called us Miss and 'fMister Greenief, The first week or so We came trembling to School. Then, out of the corners of our eyes, we Watched the superior Sophs and other classes, to see how far we should go in the building before removing our hats, how fast We should go through the halls, and how to act in general on all occasions. 66 We are sure that We will give honor to our dear Qld School and hope to do so to our new building next year, as Sophomores. pecially are we anxious to do so because we are probably the last Freshman Class that Old Wfestport will claim, and the first Soph- omore Class iu our new building. lfVe have the largest enrollment of any Freshman Class that ever attended Westpo1't, and of course the most intelligent. No one can imagine how grown-up we are. The last part of the year We even voted for a Pres-- ident of the Class, electing Mr. Thomas Root. The Sophs look disdainfully at us While We take off our roller skatesg but we dont care-we 're going to be original. John Roberts, '11. Ah! Comme j'aime Elle m'accompagna au theatre hier, Et maintenant je crains beaucoup Quielle ne devienne ma chere amie! mon amie chere.