The FENTONIAN EréuTH EDITION Biouty seo ior Class, 1911 Published by Fenton, Michigan MDCCCCXI GREETING Fw) the class of 1911, following the example set by our predecessors, decided to publish an annual. The result of our labors is now in your hands. We have not hoped to surpass the Fentonians of former years, but we trust that this edition will be a credit to our Alma Mater and to the class of 1911. We wish to thank the teachers for the interest and assistance they have taken, the members of the board of education for their financial support, and the students of the th school for their assistance to make this publication a success. Hoping the Alumni of F. H.S. and the patrons of the schools and general public will find many points of interest and profit in this edition of the Fentonian, we now submit our annual to you for your consideration. BOARD OF EDUCATION E, Aah ie ‘Fred H. Hitcheoek SCHOOL BOARD A. R. INGRAM, President F. H. HITCHCOCK, Secretary L. M. COOK, Treasurer CLARENCE TINKER ©. J, CAMPBELL, E. A. PHILLIPS FACULTY ® HIGH SCHOOL J. W. Sexton, Superintendent Helen L, Wood, Principal Walter Cole, Science, Mathemati Edith M. Hoyle, German, History Eleanor Wheeler, English GRAMMAR DEPARTMENT Clara E, Dauner, Eighth Grade Mac F. Johnson, Seventh Grade Ida M. Bly, Sixth Grade Belle L. Carr, Fifth Grade PRIMARY DEPARTMENT Inez A. Cramer, Third and Fourth Grades, North W: Mae Clark, First and Second Grades, North Ward Ella B. Blackmore, Third and Fourth Grades, West Ward Myrtie A. Thompson, First and Second Grades, West Ward Mabel Lynn, Third and Fourth Grades, South Ward, Maude E. Miller, First and Second Grades, South Ward Nona May O'Connor, Music and Drawing NL. WOOD EDITH M. HOYLE Principal German, History NOR WHEELER English CLARA FORTE Social Editor CARRIE WERTMAN Bariness end Managing Editor GRACE CONKLIN Grind Mistress RALPH BURCH Grind Master BURNS FULLER Athletic Editor RALPH FRACKELTON Cartoonist LYDE BARDEN, Euitorin-Chiet iia CLASS ROLL ENGLISH CouRSE. Earl C. Barret Frederick A. Hagedorn Lillian C. Lockwood Ralph W. Burch Mabel C, Burch Orange W. Leonard Henry B, Meblburg Nellie M. Clinton Margaret Colete Delaney Earl V. Pomeroy Lois E. Robins Allred Brown Helen Pearl Richmond Ida A. Lockwood ©. Fern Sharp Bertha L. Cox Flora May Skidmore Carrie E. Wertman LATIN couRSsE Catherine M. Callaghan, Ruth A. Devereaux Ralph Jamet Frackelton Grace M. Conklin Colette M. Dauner Clara P. Forte SCIENTIFIC COURSE Jack Burns Fuller Harold E. Hamitton Sidney C. Hay Clyde L. Barden CLASS ORGANIZATION President—Frederick A. Hagedorn Vice President—Margaet Colete Delaney ‘Sccretary—Catherine M. Callaghan ‘Treasurer—Ruth A. Devere Class Motto—""Not to seem but to be" Clase Colors—Maize and Blue (CATHERINE CALLAGHAN RUTH _DEVEREAUX PRED HAGEDORN, MARGARET DELA Great mon must be of tofty tis ese pain to learn in youth would Women must have thelr will Stature, whose shadows leaxth- than to be laworant Ia fect a tle they tive, because the ea Michelet * Moor —Longalow ona: ARD ur Lots ROBINS CLASS HISTORY By IDA LocKwoon: Egypt, the cradle of civilization, through long years of toil, obtained a great learning and a high culture, which it handed down to succeeding nations. Babyloni Kave to the world a code of laws which has been a model for all succeeding governments. ‘The Hebrews gave to us our religion. Cesar Romanized and civil- ized the known world of his time, Shakespeare has broadened and enriched our lives by his great literature, Washington succeeded in establishing our great repub- lic; while Lincoln who will ever be loved by all loyal and true-hearted Americans, succeeded in piloting it safely through those four years of internal strife which threatened to tear it asunder. Thus, nations and men have arisen accomplishing the great work wl theirs to do and then have ‘passed from the scene of action, giving place to rising nations and leaders, In like manner the class of 1912 assembled and or- ganized four years ago for the purpose of accomplishing a certain definite end. This ideal was graduation from the Fenton High School. Tonight we accomplish this object and pass off from the stage of action, as an organization, to give place to succeeding generations of students, We hope that our influence upon future classes may be as far reaching as that exerted by Egypt, Babylonia and Israel upon succeeding nations; and as great upon individuals as that of Cesar, Shakespeare, Washington and Lincoln, Well do we remember that eventful day in Septem- ber of 1907, when we for the first time received the honor of being call:d high school students, altho many ed on attaching to us the undignified title of Freshies.” We were somewhat confused and timid at first, but the appearance of these spéakers here tonight, ith the exception of myself, will convince you that these dificulties were only transient and easily over- come. The end of the second week found us organized as a class. Upon enrolling we found that we were forty-five in number, ranging in age from thirteen to sixteen years, having an average age of fourteen, Of this number twenty-four were promoted from the eighth grade of the Fenton schools, while the remaining twenty-one were non-resident pupils. After much hes- Hation we finally decided on our course of study; fifteen taking the Latin and thirty the English course. ‘Although the greater part of our schoo! life has been spent in the quiet conscientious pursuit of our schoo! Guties, it has not been one composed entirely of work, ut has been intermingled with many pleasures and social events, Our success in conducting receptions, masquerades, parties, banquets, sleigh-rides, and other social functions without any molestations (7) from our Junior friends, will be a worthy example for succeeding Glasses throughout all time. One could easily write a yolume on these but time forbids my going into detail, go we say without fear of successful contradiction that we have won the prize in this respect. ‘Thus, while it would require volumes to record the social life of this class, whole libraries would be neces~ n of the various talents and sary to contain a descrip ability which our members possess. Our orators have been heard from Port Huron on the east to Linden on the west. From Hallerville on the south to Long Lake on the north, Our musicians have appeared in the string orchestras in some of the largest cities of the world, Our linguists have become so famous that they erved as assistants in some of the b No one who ¥ have already educational institutions of the land. nessed the play given by the Juniors last season co doubt the ability of the members of this class in dramatic line. While all who have listened to vocal soloists tonight will admit that Caruso has by eqfipsed. The class of 1911 also early learned that a sox body is necessary for the development of a sound mi Consequently, they have always taken an active par athletics. Few classes receive prominence in this | as Freshmen, but we put two men on the field both football and baseball our first year. The class has b represented in every branch of athletics during course, Last season Fenton had the most succ football team in the history of the institution. 1 was undoubtedly due to the fact that six members this class were on the team. Although the base team was not quite so successful this spring all w proud of the work done by the three members of Senior class. We began our career as a class of fo! five, and we regret that tonight we are only twer Many of our classmates of earlier days are us now. Altho for many to complete the h eight. schoo! course was impossible, how sad to think that many through indifference, inattention or neglect, al- lowed the golden opportunity of receiving an educa- tion to pass by and with it the chance of better prepar- ing themselves for whatever place in life they may enter. Perhaps we twenty-eight who have completed Our course of study have not made the most of our advantages, The benefits which we have derived how- ever, have been in proportion to the extent to which we have improved our birthright, the right of every American-born to be educated and educated well CLASS PROPHECY ~ By CARRIE WERTMAN, MABEL BURCH, SYDNEY HAY Scene—The crossing of the Styx, on the road to Hades. Darkness, Approaching the shore, Charon in his ferry boat. On the Hades side of the river await- ing the arrival of the boat, three mortals—Carrie Wirt- man, Mabel Burch, Sydney Hay. H.—Friends! Classmate: What be your errands of darkness? And whence go ye? M. B—Mine eyes, deceive me not! Do I behold the body, or the spirit of Sydney? S. HNo ghost am I, though in the land of ghosts C W—Nor I. M. B—Nor I. the lost classmen of 1911, I came at last to the far end of the earth—the land of mist and shadow—entrance to dark Hades. There found 1, grinning with ghostly welcome, our sometime friend, Coach Cote, who lifted up his voice, and spoke, with winged words: “O, Mabel, daughter of the Burch, follow me, and I Cen lead thee to thy classmates, poor souls, who have striven and failed, and dwell now in the dark realm of Hades. And this boon only do I ask: that How came ye here? Roaming the world o'er in search of thou shart, on thy return, guide me back to the bright world from which I came—e’en to the city of Ypsilanti, th is hard by Ann Arbor. ‘Thus he spake, and I" C. W.—Cease! Cease! I pray thee! No earthly mess- enger had I, but Beelzebub himself, bright, fallen angel! For I, too, secking my classmates, supposed myself to be nearing the land of Paradise; and Beelzebub, foul friend, in the white guise of one of heaven's cherubim, met and deceived me, erying out: Follow me! and I thy guide will be to eternal Tealms devoid of sorrow and torment.” Falsely “he spake, and led me swiftly into dark and secret places, where sighs, with lamentations and loud moans re- sounded through the air, that e'en I wept at entering. But say, how camest thow here, friend Sydney? H—Knew ye not, then the easier way? Our old friend, Ralph, the schemer, Burch, mighty steers- man, famed for strength of limb and speed of foot, pilots a motor boat here below, even the “Sea Gull’ ghostly hull of the fair yacht of Long Lake fame. In opposition to old Charon doth he ply his craft from shore to shore; and Charon’s trade doth wane, for Ralph beareth ever a cheerful face, and many are his friends, doomed spirits, who flock to his boat, avoiding that sullen Charon. C. W.—Here he comes, in the swift Sea Gull! us return with him! M. B.—Ay, for I fear surly Charon, who strikes with his oar all spirits that linger by the way. S. H.—The engine of the Sea Gull hath ceased to work. Let us sit here on this bank, and wait, even as of yore. And do thou say to me Mabel, and then thou, Carrie, what and whom thou hast seen in thy wander- ings through Hades. M. B.—Having landed from off the dread boat of Charon’s, I took myself to roaming through that dark and unknown region. On I went, hoping, and yet fear- ing to meet some unfortunate friend or classmate. After a short time, before me rose a dark passage. This I entered; it lead me to a cloister wherein sat sedate little Margaret Delaney. So worn and sad looked she that my heart did ache for her, poor child! Her life has been one of sorrow. ever since that-closing reign of “Alfred.” But with her I stayed only a minute, and hurried on. . Before me, sitting on a rock, weeping, T Let spied Lillian Lockwood. and inquired the cause of those fast falling tears. I stepped close beside | answered me, saying: Oh, friend Mabel, t knoweth little of my trials, since Commencem Ever since then I have been striving to reach that nowned place of president of the United States, but | ct down here to dwell in agony among these m sters, for trying to help poor unfortunate women, but leave me now to my sorrow. So In I traveled, soon beheld in the distance a throng surrounding aged man, whose face looked most familiar. Upo closer view I found it to be none other than Ora Leonard, preaching to a crowd of staring women, far be from me to show surprise at Leonard’s bees ing a minister, for we all knew his greatest ambit was to be near a “Parish.” I started on, a skinny hand grasped my Startled, I looked up, and whom should I see be me but Catherine Callaghan, who had just stepped from that crowd of women. She tells me she arrested and condemned for living a life alone. also said she had been traveling for years and c find no one that would suit, and she is still living al Nay, hardly alone, for with her is now dwelling English teacher, Miss Wheeler. About this time I was thinking of my return and, anxious to get away from such moaning and suffering, I hurried my steps. Aiter groping my way through darkness, I came to where the water's din was heard, as down it fell, resounding like the hum of swarming bees. When forth together issued from a troop, three spirits, running swiftly. They toward me came. One, a large, stout woman, whom I recognized as Ida Lockwood, was among them, They all three had lost their way and were waiting for a guardian angel to help them. They asked me to stay and go with them, but, knowing our route to be the safest, I started to return, and here I am waiting the arrival of the boat and eager to hear of your adventures. P. W.—In silence and in solitude I my way pur- sued and, groping in the darkness, came an old man, bent with age and carrying a huge sack of sing on his back. I cried out, saying: “What knowest thou of the Earls of Old, Barrett and Pomeroy?" And thus he answered me: “Come and I will call them.” And when they came they related how that shortly after our Commencement, a freight train they had spied and mounted, and roved the foreign lands, and seas, rivers and mountains. Never again did they return to their native land. Here they work in a garden of pansies and blue-eyed violets, with which they garnish proud Pluto’s table. T then asked if they knew aught of our fellow class- men. And Pomeroy, the spokesman of the two, thus replied: “Of two, and two alone, can I tell you. While on the streets of Hong Kong, city of that starved and drugged race, I chanced to meet Ralph Frackelton, the joyous, the football captain of former days, teaching the heathen children gathered about him the paths of the higher and better life. A vast surgery and hospital are supported by him and over the latter, Fern Sharp, the second Florence Nightingale, doth preside.” Discordant tones reached my ear; the sound crept to the roots of my hair, that it needs must stand on ends, and made my very teeth to grate and chatter. I followed to where the sounds led me. Over a goodly number of dark spirits, each imitating a musical in- strument, presided as of yore our principal, Miss Wood. I beckoned. to a face familiar, Jennie Murphy, who lab- ored with a clumsy harp at her side, This she related to me: “Mine was a sorrowful lot. No husband could I obtain, e’en after advertising. I toiled my livelong life, trying to accomplish my highest aim, to be a musician of great honor; but, alas disheartened I be- came, and finally took my own life. Ah, had I but Known earlier of ‘Hagadorn's Famous Cure.’ He stud- ied chemistry with diligence and finished the task of the alchemists, discovered a drug of world-wide fame, which giveth life eternal to all who drink of it. Ab, sweet thought to thy memory Fredrick!” On the utmost shore of a long rock I descended to the leftward. Then my sight was livelier to explore “the depth wherein ruled Superintendent Sexton, whom Pluto valued and gave a place of trust. “Those who die subject to the wrath of God, all here together come from every clime. Come thou hither and I will show thee of thy classmen. Then out of the mist at my feet arose many whom I knew. “Short shall be thy speeches, thou my charges in this dark recess. Thou, Carrie, ask them what thou list.” . First came Ruth Devereaux, the timid and the kind. T started at seeing her. “Be thou not near to fright, Quoth she. “I filled the vacancy left by our principal, Miss Wood, and although I am versed in discipline, as Was my predecessor, I met my death in a violent fit of anger at a freshman, who did not know my name. So came I here.” Next after followed Henry Mehlberg, the orator. “1,” said he, “bribed the Mexican rebels, and set up a protectorate, declaring myself to be their chosen deliv- rer. 1 failed in the end, but did succeed in convincing. a nation that “Natural Resources” must be preserved.” He departed, and before me stood Collette Dauner, our honored valedictorian. “Oh, all is lost,” she cried in anguish. “On and on I studied, through many col- lege doors passed I, all to be sacrificed for the suf- fragette cause. My doom I did meet while in the streets of London, where I spoke, and a crowd of men mobbed and slaughtered me.” She vanished, and I was confronted by no other than Clyde Barden, a man of noble worth and char- acter. “Sad, sad,” said he. “The law I studied diligently. At Iength my achievements led me to be judge of the Supreme Court. I wrested Helen from a French noble- ‘man in a divorce case, for which I was condemned and thrown from that notable office. All before me had now disappeared, and retracing my footsteps down the dangerous cliff, I chanced to see, seated far below me, on the banks of sad Acheron, black and deep, Flora Skidmore. And strewn about her were flowers, feathers, straws and trinkets of vari- ous hues. I watched, and behold, a wonderful Parisian hat grew from out of it, which was for the wife of Pluto, who, I learned, was Miss Hoyles. The wonder- ful creation was aided in construction by ideas gained in shops of New York and Pari No more know I of the Classmen of 1911, Well have ye spoken and told me all; and my heart rejoiceth at hearing once agin of my old classmates. But say know ye the best sight mine eyes beheld, was Burns Fuller and his business. Traveling the dark streets of Hades, I turned aside and entered a building, to escape a large bolt of thunder which was rolling towards me, e’en with intention to take away my life. And as T entered, who should meet me but Burns himself? He publisheth a paper, containing his exploits and achieve- ments on the foot-ball field, and explaining how he, as captain, manager, and sub-coach, led the team of 1910 to vietory. On the third page of this paper, much poetry I saw, signed, all, by Grace Conklin, Poet-Laureate to Pluto. ‘On the fourth page, mine eyes beheld advertisements, many and varied; and one which read, “Wanted: Odd jobs of all sorts done for those who are unable to do them, at moderate prices—Helen Richmond.” Then did I, being much in need of one to do such work for me, and, furthermore, desiring much to see this friend of my school-days, seek out her address, in the dusky ways of Pluto. And I found her sitting hard by the home of Hamilton, weeping and wailing for that he had paid her pleasant smile to seek out for him the Milky Way to the Golden Gate, and she could in no wise find it for him, But he, caring not, sat in the doorway, smoking his clay pipe, and smiling oft; for on the porch of the next cottage could he not spy Clara Forte? Knitting, she was, the while she told, to the wee fallen angels crowding about her knees, stories of one bright ray, far-famed in Fenton, And in that same street, I found a sign, with letters of gold and red: “Alfred Brown. Lumber Yard. Case- ments a. Speci And there, too, found I Nel Clinton, conducting of fruit stand in partnership with a Dago. The evening I passed right merrily at a play-house, where Bertha Cox, leading lady, sang “This is no Place fora M ‘And as I came away, I met poor Lois Robins, wan- dering, insane, looking for a Victor Talking Machine that had not yet arrived. M. B—But look, see ye yonder boat far out in the distance? It is moving slowly. S, H—Alas, at last it is in motion. Our old friend Ralph has succeeded once more in stirring up his en- gine, so old. C. W—Ay, what joy, to think of leaving this place of pain and turmoil and return to Paradise. M. B—Yes, what joy, but think ye of the many friends and classmates we leave below in misery and pain, C. W. Yes, poor souls, pitied are they by us all, but— M. B—But haste ye, hurry! Our boat now waiteth 6 farewell to classmates and teachers of 1911, us, 1 For five long weeks T had strugsted, For five long weeks T had toiled ‘That a poem for nineteen-leven Might one day be uncoiled. 1. But as yet no Mute had inspired me, And the time was drawing near When before my friends and classmates T must with a poem appear. m1. ‘The day was warm and sultry, So toward the garden T strolled, Hooping, perchance, that before my eyes A poem would be unrolled. wv. T sank my head upon my breast, My aching brow with my hands pressed, ‘Then over my weary frame there came A soothing spirit of rest v. And then T lifted up my face And started up with fright, Before my very eyes there rose A thing of monstrous height! vi It seemed a Senate-House and one Addressed the listening crowd, His burning words the CLASS POEM By GRACE CONKLIN vn. I tho't T knew the speaker's face, Ab! sure T know that voice! ‘Tis the same T'd heard a thousand times, ‘That makes them all rejoice. vi. ‘The lofty Senate House dissolved; A church rose in its place, ‘And in the pulpit mean and bare T saw a wellknown face. Ix, But now he speaks in solemn tones, And now hie hair is gray, No more we'll hear that old viotin, ‘That's ong been laid away. ‘ x ‘The church now melted out of a And in its place T saw A gloomy room in which there sat A writer of the law, t, x1, “Our idlest youth,” T quickly said, Filled with a new surprise; hall T behold his name’ enrolled Among the great and wise?” xn, ‘The room, a phantatm, vanished soon, And to my dazsled eyes ‘A hattle field both long and wide Before my vision ies, ‘xin. How many & one I recognized! How many a one I knew, Bravely dying for their land, ‘And fighting for the blae. xiv. ‘And now the wide sea took its. place, Deep and dark and blac, ‘And on ite bosom there T saw ‘A ship with merry crew. xv. How joyfully the sailors sing! How happy is each heart! For soon they'll be at home to stay ‘From friends they'll never part. XVI ‘The vision of cottage home My eyes then next deseried, ‘A mother’s face illumed the place Her influence sanctified. XVI. A miracle! a miracle! ‘This matron, well I know ‘Was but a free and happy stl A little time ago! xv, ‘And when she to her children speaks (0f duty’s golden rule, Heer lips repeat in accents sweet ‘The words she learned at school. XIX. ‘Then convent walls, with ivy clothed, Arose nearby my feet; ‘And gentle voices sang within, Tn accents low and sweet. oo Herein the sick and dying Were lessened of their pai By loving hands they're tended nor asked for any gain. XVI. ‘And then the gates were opened wide, ‘And faces then appeared, Whom well I knew, and gladly, too, ‘The years had made endeared. XxIL. And then a multitude T saw Of singers, artists, teachers, ‘And all were classmates, old and How well I knew their features, XXII ‘The scene was changed again and fol ‘The garden and the Bill Were clothed in darkness black and thick— ‘The evening air was chil xxiv. A dream!” T cried, and felt that T, Like troubled monks of old Had had the burden that T feared From my slight shoulders rolled. ‘And walking home my heart was fall (OF peace and trust and praise, ‘And singing slow, and soft, and low, Said, “After many days.” PRESIDENT’S ADDRESS By YRED HAGEDORN Classmates and Friends:—Tonight comes the close of our high school life, and the class of 1911 shall be no more. We have been together four long years, but now we must part. We have been led by watchful and sym- pathetic teachers, but now we go as leaders ourselves. We must meet and overcome our own difficulties, and to do this we must find some guide for our wandering footsteps, ‘There is before us a field of opportunity, for which we have been training and preparing. But though our training be of the best, and our preparation continuous we must still have before us some purpose in life. ‘Our imagination pictures some goal which we would like to reach, To atttain this goal should be the clear and distinct purpose of our lives, our one hope and inspiration, When we have no purpose in life we become care- less, our horizon is dimmed and the path leading to it is dark. Our thoughtless course becomes aimless, and heedless, and finally carries. us into the dark gulf of negligence and despair. Shall we take this easier path which takes little effort, to travel and which leads to an indefinite place in the valley below? No! Let us raise our thought to some object above and bend every effort in that direction alone. Let us climb the steep path with de- termination and purpose forcing our way through all difficulties and obstacles that line the road in a life of ambition, Alll our heroes have had a purpose in life. The goal ‘apoleon’s ambition was to conquer the world. His course was firm, decided and resolute. We must all adopt some such plan. Not all of us can be heroes, but we can find an honest occupation, We ean work to Teach our aim as Napoleon did his; we can Sight our battles as he fought his, with but one purpose in view. Let our purpose not only be clear and distinct, but let it be noble and true. Let us fix as our goal in life something worth while, so that wherever we are on our journey, we shall stand for courage and honesty of purpose. ‘Thus far our journey has been easy. We were sim ply carried along by our leaders, but now we must leave them and trudge on alone. We need have no fear if we continue as before. Success shall be ours, and it shall come as the result of honest, diligent effort to- ward our sought-for goal, of LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT By ORANGE LEONARD Tong before the class of 1911 came into this Deau- fifal world, the decree had gone forth that all things Trust one day die, and, although at this moment we are teng snd vigorons, yet we yield to the inevitable and Frerewith draw up our last will and testament, to wits We the class of 1911, of the Fenton High School, of the town of Fenton, in the county of e, and State ff Michigan, being of sound mind and memory, with the exception of two members, Earle Pomeroy, who has yet to learn 10 throw to second on the baseball dia- Mond, and Clyde Barden, whose head has been sadly turned by the smiles of a sweet damsel, do make our fast will and testament in manner and form following: First We bequeath to the teachers our sincere thanks for the high ideals they have placed before us fand, although we may never reach them, yet they will ‘ever be an inspiration to us. ‘Second—To the School Board we leave our sincere appreciation for the encouragement they have given us in athletics and, in particular, for the new track, lately placed on the school grounds. ‘Third—To the juniors we give the right to confiscate Dwight Hunt's red trousers and shirt; as a class, we feel we have been sadly lacking in our duty or we our- selves would have done that long ago. Fourth—To the sophomores we give the right to capture the cakes at the next freshman reception, only heed our warning, don’t make it a second Maccabee Temple affair— Fifth—We give to the freshmen our best wishes that some 10 or 12 of them may grow up; at least to average size and cease to be Little Men and Littl Women. Sixth—Henry Mehlburg hands down his oratorica ability to Lemuel Laing, or some worthy underclas man, and demands that he win the next oratorical con test; this command will be recorded in history as thy speech to the gladiators by the Spartacus of 1911. Seventh—Grace Conklin bequeaths the looking-glas fon the south side in the main hall to Nellie Conra¢ only hoping it will give her as much pleasure as Grac has had. s too expensive. Eighth—Sidney Hay bequeaths the note-book in chemistry which has been such a help to him in the Past year, to the junior who is clever enough to escape the eyes of a watchful teacher. Ninth—The girls of the F. F. F. Society bequeath Seventeen linen collars to the seventeen prettiest girls of the junior class, Thomas Callaghan to be judge. Tenth—Alfred Brown leaves the privilege of wor shiping My Lady Nicotine during the noon hour to those who wish it, only hoping that they may have better luck than he had, Eleventh—Colette Danner leaves her numerous e's to some worthy junior; perhaps, Josephine Fuller, urg- ing her to attain the highest round. Twellth—Earl Barrett gives the right of wearing the best pomp to some junior or sophomore boy; wi one is yet to be decided, as there ‘competitors for that honor. are already many iinirteenth—Burns Fuller wills his old football suit to the next one capable of filling it, Finally, ~e seniors will our good times, our loyalty to Our sche , may it never grow dim, our dignity, and fesPonsibili.s to the 25 or 30 juniors who will soon fole ow us, We do hereby constitute and appoint the superin- tendent as sole executor of this our last will and testa, ment. In witness whereof, We, the class of 1911, have to {his, our will, written on one sheet of parchment, set Gut hand and seal this twenty-second day of June, one thousand nine hundred and eleven, SALUTATORY By CATHERINE CALLAGHAN ‘As a representative of the class of 1911, T extend to you all a hearty welcome, ‘Twenty-nine strong are we tonight, and could we all give expression to Our feelings Siler time and by onc word, it would be welcome— yea, a thousand times welcome. “We have, at length, finished our four years’ course ff high school. For many of us it has not been an easy task, but by close application to our studies, we have nally conquered the horrors of geometry, the complica- tions of Latin construction, and the intricacies of Ger- ‘Phe victory, many a time almost escaping now the more man verbs. and slipping from our eager grasp, sweet since it has been so hard to win. Just as in school our courses of studies have been different, s0 our occupations in life will be varied. In school, many of us have preferred to travel the rough fand rigged road of history, science with her attractive mysteries and puzzling meanings has been the guiding star for some, while others have chosen the more allur- ing path of the languages. So, in life, we shall choose Gifferent occupations. Some will be teachers, some will ‘choose the happy care-free lot of the farmer, for some the business world will give the urgent call, and still others will find success only in the political arena; but all of us will show a preference for some special branch of Work, for we assure you there are no drones in the class of 1911. “Tonight severs class ties which have been weldec and moulded for the past four years. But, although ow occupations in life will be many and varied, yet we shal always remember our classmates who have shared ou trials and triumphs. We shall never forget the victorie won on the athletic field in defense of the orange an the black, nor shall we forget the honors gainied in th oratorical contests. And, when we have begun to figk the great battles of life, we shall look back upon ot high school days as our happiest. Some of our number will, in a short time, continu their search for knowledge in higher institutions learning, while others must learn what they may fro that greatest of all teachers, Practical Experience. Bt jin whatever station of life our ambition may lead us, v will continually work for the honor of our Alma Mater and we shall look forward with pleasure to the time when we shall meet again as alumni Again, we extend to you all a hearty welcome. Espe- cially do we welcome our friends, teachers, and parents who, often at the sacrifice of their own ambition, have aided us in attaining the goal for which we were striv- ing. On account of their interest and support, our school days, in spite of little annoyances and grievances, have been happy ones—in fact, so happy that nothing can dim their brightness. In the days when we knew there were fairies And the rainbows were tipped with gold, When life was a wonderful story ‘That never grew dull nor old, We believed what the grown-ups all told us— And I know now it never was true. ‘Those were not the happiest days of life, Alma Mater before I knew you. In these days when all life is a promise, In the rosy-hued time of our youth, Our worldly wise elders still tell us What now I know is the truth, They tell us those days are the gladdest That mortals on earth ever knew— Those misty delightful joyous old days, Those days, Alma Mater, with you. I know that our ship’s come safely in, T know that our dreams come true, odmothers all make good— ince T have you T know fait 1 know it You've given me faith in fairies, You've made all dreams come true; You're all the godmother's gifts in one, My school-days, since I have you! Bs gun rises and sets behind the horizon, so our .e swiftly fleeting they have passed, full ‘As the “school days have come and gone. clouds on a bright summer day, ‘of joy and gladness, and tonight we stand before you ‘on the threshhold of a new part of our lives. It is hard fo say farewell to those who during the last four years, Jhave bound themselves to our hearts by so many ties of affection. As we look back upon our school days, ye remember them as days of joy and gladness and our only regret is that this part of our lives has passed forever. We must now go forth, some to higher institu- tions of learning and some to engage at once in the stern duties of business life. Standing now, as we do, on the line that di ides school-day life from that of active work, we begin to ‘appreciate the efforts of our beloved teachers in train~ ing our minds so that we may fight successfully life’s battles. Each of us has a mission to fulfill in this world and our school training is really a preparation for it. And what is this mission? God alone knows to what particular line of work each of us has been called. VALEDICTORY By COLETTE DAUNER But at the same time, not one of us is ignorant of th fact that we must live our lives purely and nobly i we would reach the end for which Our Heavenly Fathe hastereated us. Our school training has taught us how to gain thi end. We have been taught lessons of honor, purity, tegrity and uprightness. But, above all, our character have been formed and ennobled during these four year by the good influences with which we have been sur rounded, ‘This forming and ennobling of our charac ters has been the greatest result of our school life. Dear patrons and friends, you who have shown suc a hearty interest in our welfare, and have made our edu cation possible by contributing so cheerfully your shar of the public taxes, we are indeed grateful to you. An to you, our parents, who have sacrificed so much the we might attend the Fenton High School, we promis that you will never have reason to be disappointed i the hopes you have placed in us. It shall be our cor stant endeavor to become noble men and women, an thus remain true to the principles we have been taugh In saying farewell, we also wish to extend our most hearty thanks to the Board of Education. You have established for us, by your wise management, one of the best high school in the state. Out of the means at your disposal, you have irnished our library with excellent books and our labo. stories with most serviceable appar- atus. We also wish to thank you for the personal in- terest you have taken in us, by visiting the school to note our progress. We have worked the harder because we knew that you were watching us, And to you, our preceptors, who have taught us with great patience, words cannot express our gratefule ness. You have given us lessons of integrity and up- Fightness by your example, You have molded our characters according to the noblest and truest principles and you have held up before us the highest ideals, You have praised us and corrected us, when necessary. The only way that we can reward you is by taking your lessons to heart and by following out the high ideals you have placed before us. May God compensate you for the rest. Classmates, we have finished our high school work. Tomorrow we go forth, no longer as members of a class but as individual members of society. Let us all live up to the ideals we have gained, and thus be a credit to those who have labored for us. Let us be ever true to our motto, “Not to seem, but to be,” and let us live our lives so that this will not be a farewell forever, but only a parting until we meet again as faith- ful children of God, in the Great Beyond, ALECK Hse HoovER ~ ce Secretary " JENNIE MURPHY “Tn every deed of mischief she has a heart to contrive, and a hand to execute,” Vera A Emtella Armstrong, Ruth Burns Stanley Burr red Curtis Charles Davis Josephine Fuller Arthur Greene Dwight Hunt Aleck Hiscox Cora Hodges JUNIORS Neva Holcomb Bttie Holmes Helen Hoover Fae Johnston Burton Jameson Alpha Johnson George Lee ilton Lonsbury Frank Lynch Helen McKeon Katheryn McKinney Jennie Murphy Mae Pomfret Ida Scovel Leon Struble Clarence Seldon Gertrude St. John Bruce Wickens Earl Wyman Mary Young DON JOHNSON RUBY PEARSON DENNIS MURPHY President ‘Treasurer Vico President Ethel Boyer Shirley Case Beulah Casement ‘Anna Cockran, Nellie Conrad Helene Douglas Lester Fullam Wallace Giles Allbert Giles Vadah Goodrich Pauline Hogen Mildred Holtforth SOPHMORES Don Johnston Helen Kennedy Lemuel Laing Loah Lindsley Olive Lockwood Martha Lutz Mary Lyons Esther Mehlberg Hattie Miller Dennis Murphy Thelma Newell Beulah Newton Clara Odell Ruby Pearson Hazel Russell Mable Secley Walter Skinner Mildred Stiles Rolla Stiles Holland Thompson Theodore Varnum Genevieve Hodgson unb. my? Peainnins Jo CL Freshman BERNARD BECKWITH Charlotte Alger! Elton Austin Forest Beckwith Bernard Beckwith Flossie Boyer Evelyn Beebe Eunice Bryce Julia Callard Florestine Callaghan John Clinton J. B. Dexter Eleanor Devereaux James Dewitt Pickett Dodge Harold Dunton FRESHMEN James Eddy ‘Willie Gordon Edmund Gould Roy Goodrich Mary Hewitt George Har vey Zella Hodges Alice Husted Mabelle Johnson Gla 's Johnson Claribel Judson Helen Keuhn Florence Lee Gladys Lyons George Peer Class Colors—Blue and Gold Class Motto—'*Ascendens ved non ad summun’” Bertha Lutz Blanche Murphy Donald Phillips Harry Reed J.C. Robins Leah Stone Fred Slover ‘Stewart Smith Howard Seeley Mildred Slicker Minnie Skinner ‘A. J. St. Johns Edna Stone Ethel Weitke GENESIS Now it came to pass in the year of our Lord, nineteen and ten, that need of better pretaration for life's work, and thou must send them to So the the mountains of Tyrone, the vales and riy lets of Deer- Rely the isles of Long Lake, and even fro, the tribes of Fenton itself, there were many among them HO wets green even unto the greehest of the grass of spring. And their knowledge of foreign languages was lim- ited, and a few said among themselves, “Le us present trap tet before the seribe, Miss Wood, that her talents be revesled nto us.” So they went snc did tire Scribe did question and confuce them and ¢id sierel at the effects of her work, And some Were exceeding wroth at the words of the serihe ena show it openly reckoning, when Scribe on the day of the so-called exam., tad they were sore afraid and did tremble like unto one palsey. How these children plead with the Latin scribe wit availed them naught and the words of the seribe pre- ailed, and many times did this fate befall theme Non paratus, docit freshie Cum a sad et dolefut took, “Ome rectum, Wood respondit, * goose egg scripsit in her book, When evening came they all went down out of the tunble and they did go to their ians which are aroun ghout the temple. And when they were all fed they tude among the tribes of the tows sought rest and s and made rea But the knowledge of these new-comers grew and they became a great power in the land, “When in history puer funkie Laugh puellae, teacher spunke.” “THERE'S MANY A SLIP” BY HELENE DOUGLAS » called Dinah to her hus- ‘an’ go fetch it full 0” lasses now, yo" shuah am de ‘eHfeah, yo! ole lubber, and, “take dis heah jug Krom de stoah; sight smart, ‘pokyist niggah cba was!” rose from his seat by the fire, and hob- Joe slowly here his wife had begun to make “pled to the kitchen, cookies. “Flow soon will y Joe. “J knows what yo’s done after,” retorted Dinah, “I Yo'd Tike to haing ‘roun’ down-town half de Draswnin’! No, sah! Yo! git along an’ hustle right “home, too!” Joe pulled on hs old overcoat and plodded his waY PHWEA the snow to the town. Wilfully forgetting Dinah’s warning, he lingered at the store some time efore buying the molasses. With the excuse that ‘Dinah wished to know the news, he eagerly listened to all the gossips of the town. fe want de ‘lasses, Dinah?” queried After purchasing half a jugful of molasses, he picked up his cane and trudged towards home. He little knew that fhe could have been tracked wherever he had gone, by @ brown irregular line that trailed out behind him on the glistening snow. When he reached the woods near his cabin, he thought how strong his left arm was becoming. He had carried the jug the whole distance without changing hands! Who done say dat de ole man’s a-growin’ feebl Dis yer lef’ arm am gittin’ mo’ an’ mo! pow’ful ebery minnit!” he exclaimed. “Why, Dinah, she'll be might proud of my strength, for she won't hab ebery thing do no mo’, It'll shuah ’sprise her, when I tell he "bout dis heah.” But Dinah met poor Joe with a broom-stick, for sh had witnessed the last drop, of molasses leak from th hole in the jug. “How ‘was I a-knowin’ it done had a leak in it moaned Joe, “my lef’ arm ain't so pow’ful as I was fc to believe!” E DUKE TO THE MISCHIEF MAKERS By Le 1. LAING. Tt had been a day of mischief at Fenton, Bristillus returning with some new tricks had amused the lads te an extent hitherto unknown even in that trick-loving city. The shouts of laughter had died away, the last loiterer had retired from the school building, and the lights in the postoffice had been lighted, In the office of the school building a band of chief makers was assembled, their muscles still tremb- ling with fear, the smile departed from their lips and the color of fright still lingering on their brows, when the Duke, starting forth from his roomy roll-top desk, thus addressed them: “Ye call me Duke and ye do well to call him Duke who for nine long years has met upon the green car- Pet every shape of mischief maker that Fenton could furnish, and who never yet spared just punishment. If there be one among you who can say that in public Place or in my private office, my actions did belle my tongue, let him stand forth and say it. If there be three in all your number dare try me out, let them start something. “And yet I was not always thus, the ruler of a bunch of unruly chaps, the instructor of a lot of un. learned rascals. When I was young I liked my fun, but now I can see just how we boys bothered ous poor teachers. So I am going to force you to behave your. selves, “Today I thrashed a lad in a recitation room, and when T put him into his seat he was conquered, “Oh, Fenton, Fenton, thou hast been a tender nurse fo me Thou hast given to that poor mischievous, Country lad muscles of iron and a heart of flint, and ‘aught him to flog the mischief makers unrelentlessly. ;N¢ stand here now like miscreants as ye are. ‘The daring of cats is in your hearts; but another college Sraty will come along and fill your heads even fulee of new tricks. ; Listen now to me. It has been three days since You Pegan this footery, but tomorrow if I eatch one of Feeaa thet tis place T shalt punish him with my litle friend that is quite handy at such times, sla, Mere, apes I might forgive you; but if ye be intelligent boys follow my wise counsel, study hard, be men, and do your duty, as did your sires long ago. ou Zone rascals, if T must punish, T shall punth zou if I must flog I shall flog with good eames, aed HT mast expell I shall expell the whole busch JUNIORS AT SCHOOL (Parody) By VERA AUSTIN IL BY VERA AUSTIN. ‘Thirty Juniors went to school Down beside Shiawassec’s po ‘Thicty little minds, T ween, ‘Thirty faces all white and clean. ue must Tearn it all,” said they, “pirat we'll study, then we'll play, ‘That's the way we'll keep the rule When we Juniors go to school.’ nm. Mistress Wood, so grave and stern, Called the clastes in their tar faught them how to nobly learn, Likewise how to live and earn, From her seat upon the chair, ‘Taught them how to do things fair; Also how to dodge a blow From the slams that Seniors throw. ‘ m1. ‘Thirty Juniors grew up fast, Seniors they'll become at last; Not one dunce among the lot, Not one lesson they forgot; ‘All so wise and great, you'll see, As each Junior ought to be; Some time they'll sit on their chairs, ‘Teaching other litle bairns. IN DEFENSE OF SHYLOCK By PICKETT DODGE ‘He was a Jew, was he? Now I see why_he’ was persecuted. Has not a Jew feelings? When you spit on him and sparn him, ‘Why should he not hate you? ‘natural in every nationality. If a Christian steal his daughter Why should he not hate this Christian, ‘And his helpers? If a Jew should steal a Ch ‘He would be killed; If a Christian steal a Jew's money ‘Why should he not be killed? This is but justice, This 's money If a Jew should spoil a Christian's deals, By which he lives, This would W -wrong, would ‘A. violation of the 1a Laws of business. If a Chrishjad ‘should do Wkewise to a Jew, ‘Would tpis be right? Why, yes, of course. He is a Jew. What is 'a Jew? Is he a man or is he an unfelling Piece of clay? If he is a dog, treat him as a dog, If he is @ man, treat him as a man. ‘Which is he? not? the unwritten THE DREAM OF AN OXFORD PROFESSOR My HOLLAND THOMPSON Tt was while I was on my second trip to Europe that I became acquainted with Professor Alexander Cal- vin, LL. D., of the University of Oxford. On our last day out at sea he told me a dream he had experienced the previous night. It was as follows ‘The dream opened in a beautiful dining hall. In this Foom small groups of men stood, all talking very excit- edly, among whom were Homer, Cesar, Cicero, Shake- speare, Scott, Thackeray, Longfellow, Lowell, Spartacus, Tennyson, Mark Twain and Dickens. I did not have Jong to wonder for what reason this distinguished as- sembly was holding session, because Homer was quickly chosen chairman by right of seniority, and after step- ping up on a chair and calling the meeting to order, said “We are here on a very important and yet mournful question. We are here to see what can be done to pre- vent the murder of our finest passages, by thoughtless students, As the last sound died away, Shakespeare arose and calmly said, “Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your—” ‘ But shouts of “cut it,” and “ring off," rang through the room like thunder and interrupted him. ‘Then Dickens said, “I have grown tired of that. We need something that is not so overworked with age.” Up rose Lowell, stamped his number tens on the hardwood floor, and yelled, “Outrageous, ridiculous. 1 have heard the leper in my ‘Vision of Sir Launfa?’ called a Jeopard. Something must be done, and done quick.” Up jumped Tennyson, warm from excitement and shouted out with his powerful voice, “Men may come and men max go, but this will go on forever.” When the shouts of excitement died away, Spar- tacus arose and shouted, “And we should pay them back until the rushing Tiber is red as flowing wine. I even think @ Bill Nye made fun of my speech to the gladia- tors in one of his writings. © Rome, Rome! “Common as George Washington's cherry tree story are your words,” interrupted Homer. ‘Then with a slow determined voice he continued, “Briefly speaking, we “have made no decisive plans for owrcampaign against the insults which we receive from studentsyand now" sprue, true,” said Casar, arising with tears tricking down his cheeks, “but how many ever heeded it?” "Thackeray then arose and gently said, “Ye men wit troubled minds, be not troubled, for what you discus is a thing which you could only have prevented whil “Ah! on earth. Believe me.” Aiter a brief silence, they adjourn and Scott seconded it. professor's dream. ent Homer's words shoft by saying, .d weary from studying their eyelids heavy and forgive them for they Longe! “students pale an by a flickering candle, eer, Chairman, not what they do.” Iiren arose and in his flowery way said, Bio pase over things too fast, 1" fy igterrupted Mark Twain, “many a time did T mts never to cross @ bridge ‘until they came Dickens made a motion tha ‘Thus ended th especially in Cesar. ON SHYLOCK’S SPEECH By CHARLOTTE E. ALGER “lo we not ask for it? Tf we are like you in thi ‘we will resemble you when you copy, a8 ¥¢ . If a Sophomore wrong a Freshma ¢ zeros? Subject to the same scoldings as a Junior, what is his hum ty? Silence! If a Freshman wror mled by the scanty favors, warmed and “cooled by the a Sophomore, what does he receive? Why, revenge, Sateam pipes a8 the upper classmen? I you ook contac!