Wilson Central School - Crest Yearbook (Wilson, NY)

Text from Pages 1 - 28 of the 1911 volume:

WILSON STAR PRESS Best wishes For the School From an old Scholar. D. A. TOWER, New York City. VIC BERLIN CO. Wholesale Dealers in FRUIT AND PRODUCE, WAREHOUSE AT ELBERTA STATION Bell Telephone—Wilson Central Office 155-R-4, Residence 103-R-ll. RANSOMVILLE, N. Y. Rates SI.50 per day. First-Class Livery HOTEL PORTER JOSEPH A. SHERMAN, Proprietor. Newly Furnished. RANSOMVILLE, NEW YORK. WINTER IS COMING. Stoves! Furnaces! Stoves! Get ready for Winter by buying your Stoves of the NEWFANE HARDWARE CO. All kinds of Hardware. NEWFANE, N. Y. Have you tried CEL GRAN The cereal substitute for Coffee, made from grain and celery. For sale by CHARLES HANER, Wilson. H. W. FERRIN Tonsorial and Billiard Parlors Best of service guaranteed. WILSON, NEW YORK. W. N. H. RANSOM SON Largest Stock. Best Selection. Always have what you want. Special Bargains in Hosiery, Cotton Goods, Woolen Goods. 100 Pieces Outing Flannel, Fleeced and Plain. Our market for WHEAT, OATS, BARLEY, RYE, is firm and we want the goods. RANSOMYILLE, - - NEW YORK. COMPLIMENTS OF H. E. GENTLE CO. GENERAL HARDWARE, Furniture and Undertaking. Bell ’Phone 4-R-3. RANSOMVILLE, - - NEW YORK. WM. H. CREASEY General BIacksmithing - Horse Shoeing a Specialty. Bell ’Phone 29-R-12. WILSON, - - NEW YORK. When in Ransomville call on G. E. BURMASTER DEALER IN GENERAL MERCHANDISE. New line of Rubber Goods for Fall, Winter and Spring now on Sale. CALL AND SEE THEM. VOL. I. NOVEMBER 1911. NO. 1 Sliver and the Anderpreps. The steps of “the Sheet” died out in the lower hall with the soft closing of a door. The lights were all out, everything was quiet, it was the last tour of inspection. His name was not “Sheet,” but when the fellows looked upon a new “Prof.” named “Page” as a kind of “Sissy” it would naturally follow that he would be nicknamed. Sliver lay looking at the pale streak of moonlight on the floor, just long enough to be sure that the hall was deserted, then, with a grunt rolled out, and going to the door of an “An-derprep,” as a certain bunch of boys in the Preparatory School called themselves, pushed it open silently, and went in. He felt cautiously along, and suddenly drew the pillow from under the boy’s head. The “Anderprep” reached out a long thin arm, and a bony fist came in contact with Slivers fat face. “You spoiled my face that time” said Sliver in hushed tones, when he could speak. “And you spoiled my sleep,” said the Anderprep, bombarding him with pillows. “Say, did you manage it this time?” “You just bet I did! I got Jim to watch at the door, and I hid the alarm clocks all over ‘Sheet’s’ room; under the bed, under the couch, on the top shelf, and one under his pillow. They are all set for twelve o’clock.’ “Oh joy! murmured Fatty, as Sliver turned a somersault on the floor. “Say, let’s have a bite while waiting. I’ll get the bunch.” In a few minutes a ghostly bunch were seated on the floor, eating bologna sausage and salted peanuts. “Say Tom, did she get home safe?” came a subdued chorus, as a familiar figure appeared in the doorway. “Aw forget it,” he hissed as he threw himself down on the floor. “What’s it?” said Dick the new boy. “Why Tom took a girl home for the first time, the other night. Her place is the other side of here, so when he got this far, he tipped his hat, and said ‘good-night.’ Now, she won’t speak to him.” But a sudden noise interrupted them. It was a shrill alarm, a second, and still another, until it would have been impossible to have told what the unearthly, ear-splitting racket was. The air was vibrant, as with the crashing and clanging of a thousand different machines. The boys held their ears, and looked at one another—to talk would have been impossible. They had not been prepared for such a loud noise. Then gradually it stopped until one smothered alarm—the one under the pillow was heard, and an omnious stillness reigned. “Say boys, good-night for us, I think. Let’s all get to bed, and all be asleep before Sheet comes,” said Jim. “You’ve got to say the Anderprep’s pledge before you go through,” said Sliver, and a low hum of voices arose. “Liver die, sinker swim, surviver perish, we’ll never squeal on an Anderprep until death do us part.” Then, to make it more binding, Sliver reached for a book (which proved to be a geometry) and each boy in turn laid one hand on the book and the other on his heart, and solemnly swore “I do so declare!” then they all stole quietly to bed. But funny as it had seemed before, it did not seem such a good joke now. The moon went behind a heavy curtain of clouds; the wind rattled the windows, and a dog howled badly and dismally. The electric lights went out, and uncanny sounds came from different parts of the building. He fervently wished that he had not played such a trick. Suppose someone were to tell, and he were to be expelled! His father never would send him to school again. His mother would look so sadly at him, and how the old ladies would talk! Resolutely he turned over. He would not think of it. At last he fell into a troubled sleep, and dreamed of being in the Professor’s room, lined with clocks of all kinds, with leering faces and accusing hands pointing at him, and shrill alarms sounding at the same time. He awoke early in the morning pale and haggard. In his mind, one thought was uppermost, a resolve never to do such a thing again. He paced the floor; he studied geometry diligently, anything to pass the dragging time before school commenced. At last one by one the boys came quietly into the chapel. A vague unrest pervaded the room. The boys slid into their places without the usual hearty greetings, and excited talking about hard lessons, or problems unworked. Prof. Page came striding in (Sliver had never befere noticed what a manly walk and what a determined jaw he had.) After looking around, he talked in a very grave voice to them. He was sorry, he said, that he had any boys in school who would do such an underhanded trick as had been done the night before. After a short talk about manliness, which the stillness of the room showed had gone straight to their hearts, he said it would be unnecessary for him to ask who did the deed. Then he called classes as usual, and later came quietly to Sliver’s desk and asked him to step into the office after school. Pale and trembling, with eyes almost ready to overflow with unmanly tears from the strain he had been under, Sliver went into the office. The Professor looked up and smiled. “Be seated, Mr. Burton,” he said. I wanted to ask you if you didn’t think it would be better for your course if you took Ancient History instead of Geometry?” Sliver gave a gasp, and without answering the question, told all, and in a manly way asked the Professor’s pardon. The Professor grasped his hand heartily for answer, and smiled again. It was said that never before did a boy love his teacher as Sliver loved Prof. Page (now no longer the “Sheet”) and never were there better behaved boys in the school than Sliver and the Anderpreps. G. E. H. ’12. p One day not long ago, a remarkable event took place at Wilson harbour. The people were awakened from their calm serenity by loud terrific noises. Everyone rushed to the power house, wondering who had teen blown to pieces. But all the men seemed to be alive. Upon further investigation the noise appeared to come from nearer the shore. It sounded like an entire regiment fighting. Such blows an l cries. So the people telephoned for help thinking it was a foreign invasion. The people of Wilson responded nobly to the call. They all grabbed the most convenient weapon, such as axes, pitch-forks, hoes and crowbars and rushed toward the lake. The women followed excitedly with brooms and mop-sticks over their shoulders. A few of the more adventuresome procured, from some obscure place, the fire apparatus, and rushed it down to the wharf. For perhaps the enemy would burn the town. The dogs howled and the children gave terrified screams. The school bell was tolled with such violence that it was cracked, and now hangs in the town hall. Even Mr. Church, that stern officer of justice, forgot about hunting up truant children and went with the crowd. Such unearthly sounds were never before heard in Wilson, except when the Seniors gave their yells. In desperation, ‘‘the board of health,” ’phoned to Albany for State Aid. The horror stricken mob wTent with ashen faces and trembling steps toward the harbour. Surely this lake was filled with boats of a foreign enemy, or the world was coming to an end. ‘‘Halt!” cried the commander, who was no other than Mr. Mcllroy. The crowd paused breathlessly. “Let a few of the bravest go cautiously over yon bank, and perhaps we can decide our plan of attack, if we know where the enemy is locatr-ed.” Twelve valiant men rushed forward, and as they reached the embankment, became terrified by the sight, and fell over. “Forward March,” cried the leader. The enemy advanced to the edge and found — The Physical Geography students procuring specimens of rocks for class use. —R. B. ’12. 1912. “Boutez an Avant.” The Senior class of 1912 has begun this year with great activity and enthusiasm. The class has come from that wonderful Junior class into the most popular and successful class of W. H. S. How could it help it with its members all girls? The class after organizing patiently waited for the 21st of September, as a Frankfeurt roast on the beach had been planned for that evening, but on account of the members of the Physical Geography class failing to order favorable weather, it resulted in a gathering at the Blacklock home. Here we became better acquainted with each other, some of our members and guests began to show striking peculiarities. For instance, Ethel likes to know all that is going on. Ask Beulah about this? We also became aware of the fact, through a recent process, that Miss Lewis was actually fond of escorts Ruth proved to us by an unheard of axiom that laughing was not good for her. As it took the committee sometime to get the eatables ready, and the rest got rather weary, it only tended to make the good things taste better. But when the right time came, everyone was invited to “Eat, Drink and Be Merry,” and all did justice to those words, and could you believe it a short time after “The Eats,” a majority of the class wondered and probably always will wonder where the most of the ice cream and musk melons disappeared too. They never thought to ask the committee. Many interesting games were played and beautiful music rendered. The song entitled “Billy” was sung for Grade's special benefit. Gossip was also played so that all might depart much wiser than when they came. “All good things have an end.” Thus one good time fled by. This was our first Senior gathering, and may we enjoy those following as well. And here’s to another. —Joanna R. Hamilton, ’12 The Man in the Moon The Man in the Moon was a very old man and he was made out of green cheese. The lady whom he lived with was very nice, and made out of limburger. Her dress, which was a golden cheese cloth, was made Mother Hubbard style. In their home their furniture was made of chesse rinds. The Man in the Moon carved them himself which he did very beautifully. It was lighted by Jack-o’-Lanterns made out of pumpkins. They sit together every evening and watch the people down below. When they shine out good and bright they see many things For instance, one night the man and his wife shone out beautifully, and they could see even the little birds in their nests. But the funniest thing they sawT was twro pair of school-mates evidently coming home from a party. Their names they learned when the little boys bade their little girls good night. The girl, Pauline Russell by name, said to her escort, Bryan Me Quillian. “Now you be sure and be at school to-morrow.” “Yes,” was the reply of the little boy and thus they parted. By this time the other two were almost home. When the boy, Clifford Hunter, said to Clara Wadsworth: “Clara let me copy your English to-morrow, will you?” “Sure,” said the happy Clara. Then she ran into the house and Clifford walked home. I couldn’t half tell you what the Moon and his wrife see, but this is the funniest. —G. A. M. English. TEN CENTS A COPY. VOL. I. NOVEMBER 1911. NO. 1 CHRONICLE STAFF. Literary Editor Associate Editor Managing Editor Advertising Manager Asst. Advertising Manager Ruth Blacklock, ’12 Kathryne Wilson, '12 Joanna Hamilton, ’12 Amy Hamblin, ’12 May belle Gillis, ’12 EDITORIALS. This paper is published in the best interests of the students of Wilson High School by the Senior Class. We wish to publish a good High School paper, and we need the support of the school, of the faculty, and of the students. Whenever you feel inspired to pen a classic to posterity, do not hesitate to do so; and to inform the world of your literary genius. If you have a grudge against any dear friend, do not nurse your wrath, but rather give vent to it. Form a well-aimed knock and insert it in the “Chronicle,” where ill-will is shown towards all and mercy to none. The editors will assume all responsibility for such articles. We wish to call your attention to the advertisers. They are the ones who have made this paper possible. Patronize them. MCMXII. Come listen little girls and boys While we a tale relate, About a certain Senior ('lass Who never stayed out late. Iva is a willful, headstrong- girl. Who thinks it lots of fun; To have a dance in Albright’s Hall And dance till rising sun. Kate is as meek as Moses. Never breaks a rule Always stays in nights Is never late at school. Ruth always was an awful flirt But has of late reformed. Will probably become a nun And by no one will be scorned. Joanna is like a Fairy She is so small and slight She is like a shark in history Her side will win alright. Edna is so frivolous! But to the commandments true. She likes to fight with ‘‘Bricktop” And always is true blue There’s Beulah too, who likes the lake She loves Themistocles? Her pastime is debating But the country’s sure to please. Ethel is the stubborn one For a Singer she must be Although we’ve tried to reason Her error she can’t see. I Anna is the only one Who can sit near the boys. She is very modest And never makes much noise. Amy has a wandering mind We often wonder why Her thoughts will stray so far away Sometime they’ll reach the sky. Velma prim and so sedate She never likes to smile Tho’; we have heard, there’s someone Whom her sweet smile doth beguile. Maybelle is a dear As more than one has said. When the teachers quiz her She is always scared to death. Grace is our only poet At these rhymes, she probably laughs But if she ■ an do better We’ll give her a life long pass. Now this ends our history We’re sure you will agree That never more will Wilson High Such a class set free. “HIGGLETY PIGGLETY. “ Then the hammers will go; rap, rap, rap. ” Laugh and the world laughs with you Laugh and you laugh alone. The first when the joke is the teacher’s, The last when the joke is your own. Mosher likes his company served a-La-Port. “Try it again.” Mr. Pease. —Nessrio. Tragedy in High Life. Place: Unknown. Time: Midnight. Characters: ? ? ? Query: Who took the melons? Mr. Mcllroy’s opinion of the Physical Geography class: “This is a very bright class, Very.” Why? Because they are Seniors. Heard in German Class: “She held her nose in her hand.” How about it Kate? Harry Clark is making a collection of ferns. He has one very rare one. Lloyd’s Motto:— Like a knight of old I fight for right And stand for truth With all my mighr. “Napoleon’s Grand March,” is a very classical piece. We haven’t heard Earl play it in so long, we have nearly forgotten. Miss Lewis doesn’t notice the girls the first period in the morning. They must feel slighted. Have you a pony in your class, Pass it on -- ’Twas not meant for just one lass, Pass it on--- Let it travel down the aisles, Let it help another’s trials; Help us win the teacher’s smiles, Pass it on. Ethel Hayden has accepted a position in the Central Milling Co. We do not know as yet, when this takes place. Ask Nettie if she likes Wilson’s chocolates. One good thing about La Baron. He is always “reddy.” The students in Ancient History better save their appetites for that spread in January. I sa w a thin”; of greenish hue. And thought it was a plot of grass; But when I closer to it drew, I found it was the Freshman class. The looks of David’s sweater would be much improved if he would put a tassel on each corner of the collar. We wonder why Allie and Ruth do relish salt Rising bread. Does Mabel Kinsella like plenty of fresh air? Ask her. Found: A yarn ball which tells no tales. Finder en- titled to such. To shame your face and brush your hair And then your Sunday clothes to wear--- That’s Preparation. And then upon a car to ride. A mile or two to walk beside-- That’s Transportation. And then before the door to smile And think you’ll stay a good long hile 't hat’s Expectation. And then to find her not at home-- That’s Thunderation Harvey likes the combination of rock salt and grapes. Found—Some waste paper under Raymond Thompson’s desk. The owner will obtain his property by applying to the waste paper basket. We are glad to know that our High School girls will have something to do during vacation. Amy, for instance, is going to sell Pratt’s poultry food, and Mardie will sell Clark’s thread. Not a word was spoken when they met By either—sad or gay; And 3'et one badly smitten was. ’Twas mentioned the next day. They met by chance one autumn eve, With neither glance nor bow; They often come together so--- A freight train and a cow. Boyabus kissabus sweet sweet girlorum Girlabus likeabus wanta somorum, Boyabus kissabus so laudorum Papabus kickabus out the front doorura. Oh, say! David. How much are you paying for butter and eggs? Do you make a reduction on lemons? WantedA match maker. Address all communications to Mr. Bobzine. It would be wise to apply at once. Grace Humphrey’s only sonny. “Billy.” If anyone wishes to borrow an umbrella ask Miss Hamilton. Ethel is wondering if it would not be wiser to become a German teacher, rather than a Singer. Don’t be disappointed if your name doesn’t appear in this number. Wait until next issue. The Unexpected Opening. The courageous lady held the midnight burglar captive with her little revolver. “Don’t you dare move!” She warned him. “If you do I’ll shoot!” “Rats!” blurted the marauder not knowing what to say. “Good heavens! Where?” That was when he escaped. Right! “That little girl inherits from her mother a tendency to persist in asking for a thing until she gets it.” “Who was her mother?” “A New York school teacher.” Haste thee, Time, for we would be Out of school at last, and free Brightly shines the autumn sun. This week’s school is nearly done Everything to make us gay, Why in school-rooms, must we stay? Out upon the Lake, away? Watching snowy birds of prey. Sparkling wave on sandy shore Rythmetic motion, swinging oar. Bright companions, laughter, fun. Till at last the setting sun Throws its parting rays among Coral skies, and amber sea Haste thee, Time, and set us free. W. H. S. Song. Three cheers for Wilson Dear old Wilson High Three cheers for Wilson Be true to her or die Be loyal to the Prof, and teachers one and all Ever strive to do the right and follow duty’s call. Three cheers for the Seniors With their colors purple and white Three cheers for the Seniors Who always do what’s right Ever loyal to their friends in bonds of friendship true They’re faithful to the Juniors, and help them to get through. THE WILSON LUMBER CO. can supply your wants in all the best grades of Lumber, Cement, Lime, Plaster, Hard and Soft Coal TRY THEM. N. B. FITTRO ....General Blacksmithing.... Horseshoeing a Specialty. Wood Work, Machine Repairing. No work too fine. Bell ’Phone 47-R-3. WILSON, - - NEW YORK. C. S. Taggart. H. E. Stevens. Taggart Stevens Dealers in - Groceries, Dry Goods, HARDWARE, BOOTS AND SHOES, ETC. Fruit and Produce. WILSON, Bell ’Phone. NEW YORK. FOR Everything new and up-to-date in the MILLINERY LINE Call and See MISS M. TOWNSEND RANSOMVILLE, - - NEW YORK. LUMBER, LIME AND POSTS, SEWER PIPES, PAROID ROOFING, DOORS, WINDOWS, GLASS, BUILDERS’ SUPPLIES, ETC., ETC. F. B GATES RANSOMVILLE, - NEW YORK. WILLIAM ALBRIGHT Dealer in Farm Implements, Wagons, Buggies and Sleighs, Harnesses, Grain Drills, Fertilizers and a full line of Repairs for all kinds of Farming Tools. Spraying Material, Lime, Sulphur, Arsenate of Lead. WILSON, NEW YORK. R. L. MOLYNEUX General Merchandised RANSOMVILLE, - - NEW YORK. C. B. FOSTER GENERAL . HARDWARE, Heating, Plumbing and Tinning. Farming Implements, Wall Paper, Linoleum, Paints, Oils, Etc. RANSOMVILLE, - - NEW YORK. GLENN H. FOOTE PRODUCE, IMPLEMENTS, Automobiles and Coal. RANSOMVILLE, NEW YORK. The Banner Store Headquarters for High School Banners and Pennants of every kind. A good variety always on hand- Any special kind of pennant or banner made up to order on short notice. Picture frames and art goods a speciality. Pyrographic outfits and supplies, pierced brass goods and a special line of up-to-date Christmas Cards and Calendar Pads. A line of choice inexpensive goods kept particularly for Holiday trade. CUDDEBACK COOPER Undertakers and Furniture. WILSON, N. Y. We Sell Pianos. How about Brass Beds ? We have the most correct styles. Complete line of Bed Clothing, Woolen and Cotton Blankets. Mattresses $3.00 to $25.00. Our prices are the lowest on Rugs, Carpets, Mattings, c. In Furniture we have the latest and newest designs at Right Prices; in fact we have everything to make the Home beautiful, cheerful and happy. We give you what you buy and what you pay for. 5. S. RISING SON Undertakers and House Furnishers. WILSON, N. Y. ’Phone 113-R-3. N