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Yearbook Name
The Review '17
Location
Linton, Indiana (Greene County, IN)
Additional Information
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L. H. S.
Published by
Senior Class of '17
Editor:
Lambert Baker
Bus. Mgr.
Milo Mitchell
TO THE LINTON SCHOOL BOARD
'I'HE MEMBERS OF WHICH HAVE
SO SUCCESSFULLY LABORED
FOR THE CAUSE OF OUR
INSTITUTION,
THE SENIOR
CLASS OF '17
GRATEFULLY DEDICATES
THIS, THE FOURTH ISSUE OF
THE LINTON HIGH SCHOOL “REVIEW.”
Page Six
L. ■
T. J. Scott Q. J.Mitchell Henry Klink
(Secretary) (President) (Treasurer)
Page Seven
The Annual
Reader, lo ! here a well meaning book ;
Just read, you may find your own name;
Its value you’ll see upon ybur first look,
And its future of unexcelled fame.
With its pictures and stories,
Current jokes and what not,
You’ll say that it’s worth
Every cent of that “one-spot.”
Now, don’t think that we’re braggarts
For what we are saying,
But join us in its praise
Without any delaying.
Nor that we’re writing all of this
For glory of the past;
Because this Annual will preserve
The History of our Class.
Mae Reid.
Page Eight
The Review Staff
Editor—LAMBERT BAKER
Bus. Algr.—MILO MITCHELL
LITERARY
Theodosia Beasley
Alary Hunter
Alary Grounds
Lillian Sponsler
IIHAIOR
James Cravens
James Goodman
Richard Andrews
Gladys Alalicoat
SO C 'I ETY
Esther Afotte
Faye Alay
Dorothy Freund
Alary Hamilton
SOCIAL
Gladys Courtney
Charles Wolford
Esther Alette
Alary Hunter
ART
James Goodman John Walker
Arthur Lockard Doris Walker
Cecil Walker
ATHLETICS
Avery Alurray
Grace Scurwine
Bert Marshall
Page Nine
F o r e w (> r cl
We do not deem it necessary to announce the completion of this edition;
the product of our labor is obvious, without any explanation. It is your priv-
ilege to pronounce it complete or incomplete, a success or a failure. We sin-
cerely hope that you will combine the two, and render your verdict: “A
complete success.”
If, however, this book does not measure up to your standard of perfection,
do not attribute its defects to lack of time and work devoted to it. Our best
efforts have been exerted ; therefore, knowing that we have done our best, we
do not apologize for any deficiency you may condemn, but simply hope that we
shall profit by our own experience and do better the next time.
It has been our aim to include every phase of school activity in these pages,
as a memory link of our days in L. II. S. We have, to the best of our ability,
done full justice to the school, the faculty, and our classmates. To accomplish
this, our whole power has been concentrated in that work, the result of which is
hereby submitted for your inspection. Whether or not we have attained the
success you have the right to expect of such a book, we fervently hope that
you will generously say with the poet:
“O, sure I am, the wits of former days,
To subjects worse have given admiring praise.”
The Editor.
/Page Ten
Page Eleven
Prop. Danielsox: (Mathematics)
“Tho’ the clay of my destiny’s over,
And the star of my fate hath declined:
My soft heart refused to discover
The faults which so many could find.”
Our Principal
We are glad to announce that the efficient work of Professor
Danielson, has resulted in a marked advance of our school activ-
ities, and a growth of our educational standard. In Iris own
language, he has “weeded out” the school. (We are sorry to say
that because of his rigorous policy, “many precious ones from us
arc gone,” but we trust that they may return and “Behold, the
‘weeds’ shall have burst forth into blossoming vines”.)
In criticism we may say only this: that the severe system
has resulted in a huge demand, and a small supply of “A’s.” Thus,
with the general high cost of living, the price of these precious
letters has gone sky-high, and but very few are to be found on the
market. However, it is not to be doubted that Mr. Danielson
knows what he is doing, so
“We’ll put our trust in Providence,
And take things as they come.”
The Stldexts.
Page Twelve
Miss Osborn:
( Latin)
“A woman of her
gentle sex,
The seeming par-
agon.”
Miss Delbridge:
( Music)
“Her every tone is
music’s own,
Like that of morn-
ing birds.”
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Prof. Howard:
(Matinal Arts)
“Almost to all
things could he
o
turn his hand.”
Pr qf . H as eji ax :
(Superintendent)
“Turn him to any
course of policy,
- The Gordian knot
of it he will un-
loose.”
Prof. Grass:
( Science)
“He hath coal-
men sense in a way
that is uncom-
mon.”
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(English)
“His ready speech
flowed fair and
free
In phrase of gen-
tlest courtesy.”
Prof. Brandon:
(History)
“Here still is the
smile that no cloud
could o’ercast.”
Miss Schloot:
( German )
“Something more
than melody,
Dwells ever in her
words.”
.Miss Hase.man :
(Chemistry)
“But knowledge
to her eyes, its
ample page un-
rolled.”
Miss Womeedokf :
(Domestic
Science)
’’Nothing lovelier
can be found
In woman than to
study household
good.”
Page Fourteen
To The
Of L. II. S. this Class of T7 looks for inspiration and success
during the Future. In so doing, we feel perfectly safe. We have
a deep confidence in the ability of our predecessors, not merely
because of any patriotic sentiment, but because the marks they
have attained in Life, prove to us that they are capable of direct-
ing us.
We are not writing at random. You need only look at
Hathaway of West Point, Oliphant of the Army, Pope of Indiana,
to be convinced of power in the former students of our Alma
Mater. Not only these, but scores of others, renowned in every
phase of educational development, have left the old school to
Alumni
occupy eminent positions in life—to lead their successors in the
path of Success.
Do you wonder then, that we should place our destinies in
the hands of such people; that we should thus honor those who
“in other days have been tried and true?” Is it any wonder then
that we should turn our faces to the high ideals which they have
adopted and maintained for us? Earnestly do we hope that in
the dark days of our Life struggle, we may receive a portion of
that courage manifested by our Alumni, and be inspired to do as
they before us have done—to rise, to conquer.
Editor.
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Were launched! Out on the Sea of Life
To ports unknown we sail;
And we’ll be true to Red and Blue,
In calm, or stormy gale.
Outward bound! The Class of ’17
Is riding firmly o’er the billowy way.
We’ll reach the port, and then look back
On the troubled Sea of Life, then each may
say:
“Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call fur me;
And may there be no moaning at the bar
When I put out to sea.
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Senior Glass Historv
•/
History, according to a noted writer, is a record of all that
man has thought, all that man has hoped, and all that man has
done. What a task it would be to attempt to give such a record,
complete, of this class of 1917. While they say with the splendid
aspiration of young manhood and young womanhood that they
have in reality only just begun to realize the great tasks the world
has set for them to do: that they have only had a glimpse of the
real world of thought which so enriched the lives of those whom
they have studied, and that only in a very limited way have their
hopes been attained in their High School career, we have a peculiar
interest and joy in the anticipation of the future of such a class.
Again, with the loud praise of their predecessors ringing on
every side, as they have taken positions of honor in the higher
fields of education, and especially in athletics, the class of ’17 has
measured up to that high standard demanded of them, which gives
a school its lasting pride. They have only to keep their faces for-
ward, with the same consistent and persistent efforts which they
have shown here to keep the “glad echoes” rising higher and higher.
They know what it means to work; and by virtue of honest and
consistent work, to win. One glance at the record of the last four
years, on the field, the track, and the basket ball floor will give
silent proof of this fact. It means something to win out in these
contests of right living and they have not only won, but they have
furnished “Stars” who have made possible that margin of success
which gives especial promise in the years to come. How naturally
we look “forward” when we think of the class of ’17 !
There is a “Character” about such a class, that cannot be
expressed even in reviewing their splendid records as students and
athletes. Time after time they have been called upon to do honor
to their school in response to special kindnesses and favors by the
patrons, and they have never failed. They have “Stood Together”
for definite purposes and gained the respect and well-wishes of all.
( Continued)
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Senior Glass History—Continued
As individual workers they have given inspiration to those with
genuine regret, but since they are ready, we wish them godspeed
whom they were associated. Their departure will be attended with
on their way so well begun, for—
“They came with shouts of joy and hearts that beat
High with hopes and longings unexpressed,
To test their untried strength in ways where feet
Had often trod before. They longed to try new ways
To seek the source of power; to find complete
The joys of life; add to their living length of days.
“They saw a web of pathways winding to and fro,
Each with equal possibilities, yet hidden by
Their turnings. They chose as others have, to go
Their own way; yet always led to try once more
When they had failed as others had before.
“They Conquered what? Themselves; yet they loved gain;
Content to count and hold those things as right
That fit their fancies. Their fancies did they tame—
Their wrong intents and aspirations. Let others see the light
Where they have fought; take up their stand and fight.”
—J. Loren Hanna.
SENIOR CLASS FOUR YEARS AGO
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Danielson: ‘’Huh, huh?”
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“I leek” is a popular
brunette, whom everyone
likes. She is a good stu-
dent, but would rather’
practice the last act of the
( lass Play in the dark.
Cast “Prof. Pepp.” “Re-
view” Staff, Basket-ball
'15.
(Senior President)
Willyuni, W i 11 y u m,
aren’t you ashamed to
possess such rosy cheeks
when so many girls need
them. By the way, Avery,
did you say you preferred
I. U. ? I wonder why?
Track ’ll, ’15, ’16, ’17.
Football ’16. Cast “Prof.
Pepp.” “Review” staff.
“Bill” is a delicate boy
and very fond of the la-
dies, especially a certain
brown-eyed Freshman. Go
your best Bill; faint heart
ne’er won fair lady. Cast
“Prof. Pepp.” Football
’16.
Zelia is a quiet little
girl who has many friends,
and, “Fair indeed is she,
this maiden of seventeen
summers.” Cast “Prof.
Pepp.” Chorus ’16. L.
H. S. Quartet.
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Mary: "O, keck!”
Page Nineteen
Better known as “Bonus
Potter.” Wayne is one of
the lucky few who are eat-
ing home-made butter and
e n j o y i n g “c o u n t r y
peaches.” Peace Confer-
ence. Half-year graduate.
“Judy” is a jolly,
quick-witted girl, who is
very fond of dates, espe-
cially when “Baldy” is
concerned. Cast “Prof.
Pepp.” “Review” staff.
Chorus ’16.
By her role as Aunt
Minerva in the Class Play,
“Chinney” shows what an
excellent talent she has for
being an old inaid. Cast
“Prof. Pepp.” Dom. Sci-
ence ’17.
“Baldy is a big fellow
of L. H. S. who doesn’t
look natural unless he has
a good-natured grin on his
face. Cast “Prof. Pepp.”
“Review” Staff. Board of
Control. Football ’14,
’15, ’16.
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Violet: ‘’Well, faith an' begot*rah!”
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“Tad” is a studious boy
who docs not readily re-
spond to the “wiles of
women.” Perhaps this ex-
plains why he graduates in
three years and a half.
“Review” staff. Manual
Training.
“Duff” is another good
musician whose highest
rmbitions arc to go to
Franklin C o 11 e g e and
travel with evangelists
C b.orus ’16. Peace Con-
ference.
“Pat” needs no fore-
word. She is known at
Akron, Ohio, as well as
here at Linton. She is
also a musician of some
talent. “Review” staff.
Cast “Prof. Pepp.” Board
of Control. Chorus ’16.
“Pedler” doesn’t need
anybody back of him to
say “Hustle.” But don’t
inquire about his temper
or he might give you an
exhibition of it. Cast
“Pref. Pepp.” “Review”
staff. Track ’17.
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Gladys: “(’all me up some rainy afternoon/’
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“Bertie” is a good old
scout, but they gave him
the wrong name in the
Class Play. “Noisy” is
alright for some H. S.
boys, but Bert is the quiet
kind. Track ’15, ’16.
Cast “Prof. Pepp.” “Re-
view” stall’.
“My heart’s in the high-
lands, my heart is not
here.” Yes, “Mousie,” we
understand. Congratula-
tions 1 Doni. Science.
Honor roll.
Here’s to one studious
miss of L. H. S. who can
easily recite the whole his-
tory (if her book is open
before her.) But don’t
forget that she’ll make
good. “Review” staff.
Reading contestant.
“Bert” has pretty dim-
ples and a delightful smile,
especially when he looks at
a certain Junior named
Violet. Manual Training.
Peace Conference.
Lillian: "O, shoot I”
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“Dock” is rather bash-
ful with the girls but will
make a good husband for
any little country maid.
Manual Training ’16.
Peace Conference.
This rosy-cheeked Ger-
man lassie was so smart
that Linton couldn’t hold
her, so she has packed her
trunk and gone to Bloom-
ington. Good bye, Fannie!
Peace Conference. Doni.
Science T6.
J/, aya
This fair haired country
lass would certainly make
a good wife for some in-
dustrious farmer. But
boys, don’t all apply at
once! Chorus ’16. Read-
ing contestant.
Fern is a studious girl
and an A-l student. She
doesn’t seem to care for
the boys but don’t worry
Fern, your time’s coming.
Honor roll. German.
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Walter: ‘Tiggy, piggy ! I’ig-g-on-iI"
rage Twenty-three
A golden-haired country
maiden, quiet and studious,
who always has her lessons.
We predict good things of
her and for her in the
future. Chorus ’16. Do-
mestic Science.
A B'/o year graduate,
due to the fact that boys
and such frivolities do not
interest her. She always
has her German lesson,
and, nearly always a swol-
len jaw. Chorus ’16.
“T. B.” is always in de-
mand, not only because
she’s an excellent musician,
hut also because she’s a
jolly good girl, who is
liked by everyone. Chorus
’16. “Review” staff. Cast
“Prof. Pcpp.” Reader L.
II. S. ’17.
“Midget” is always a
busy body and is so good
natured that she never gets
ruffled if red hair is men-
tioned. Chorus ’16. Cast
“Prof. Pepp.” “Review”
staff.
Theodosia: “O, let me take his picture
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“Dot” doesn’t need any
inducement to make her
smile, for she can look
pleasant at any time. ( But
do not think she is a flirt
■—she would not think of
such a thing!) Cast “Prof.
Pepp.” “Review” staff.
“Runt” possesses a rare
intellect and a level head
for business. His pass-
word thru life is not
“Bumski,” but efficiency.
Bus. M’g’r. “Review.”
Board of Control. Cast
“Prof. Pepp.” Treasurer
Senior Class.
“Curley’s motto is “If
you don’t know what to do,
don’t do nothin’ ”—hut
she’s a faithful student
anyway, and some basket-
ball player. “Review”
staff. Reading contestant.
Basketball ’15.
Here’s t o “S h a k e -
speare,” the brains of ’17.
A good student, an excel-
lent orator, but not inter-
ested in the sentimental
“stuff.” Editor “Review.”
Secretary Senior Class.
Cast “Prof. Pepp.” Orator
L. H. S. ’17.
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Dorothy: “Well, good-night.”
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Class Prophecy
Grosse Point on Lake St. Clair was bathed in floods of crim-
son and wavering light as the sun sank behind the quietly rippling
waters. Far to the westward, just as the sun slipped under the
glistening waves, I could see a small, white sail bobbing up and
down on the rolling swell. I sank down upon the green turf and
watched my little dog, Pranks, as he frisked joyfully about trying,
in vain, to induce me to join in the sport.
As I lay thus, dreaming of the past, there suddenly appeared
before me, a radiant figure clad in flowing white. Held in front of
her was a shining shield, upon which was engraved the name
“Future.”
No sound came from the beautiful lips, but with a slender
golden spear, she stretched her arm to the westward. I looked,
and there, rising against the rapidly darkening horizon, I saw a
great vessel bearing down upon us swiftly as an eagle. On the
masthead bravely floated a red-and-blue pennant of L. H. S.
Around the deck glistened the trophies won in ’17. As the vessel
drew nearer, I saw a beautiful creature standing on the deck with
a jeweled cushion under her feet. On her head rested a golden
crown with the letters F-A-M-E, sparkling among precious stones.
She held a huge, silver cup in her uplifted hands, with A-M-B-I-
T-I-O-N engraved upon it in letters of fire. Around her knelt the
Seniors of ’17 (Oh joy) with their hands stretched toward her in
an imploring manner.
The vessel was almost upon us when, in a flash, the deck be-
came a great assembly hall. Thousands of people crowded into
the seats and galleries. My heart beat faster with joy as I rec-
ognized Lambert Baker, changed somewhat with cares of state, but
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Page Twenty-six Students’ rest room—Library.
Class Prophecy
still Lambert, speaking on the subject: “An Ideal Democracy.”
His speech rang true, and wave after wave of enthusiasm pealed
thru the audience as he finished.
This picture of true Fame grew misty, and a pleasant home
scene arose. In a cheerful dining room sat Wayne Pope and
Grace Sourwine Pope at breakfast. Grace was just pouring the
Arbuckle’s coffee, and Wayne’s morning paper still lay folded by
his side. Their faces reflected perfect peace and contentment, and
I was glad that my surmises had been true.
Gradually the picture became a wide hall with polished floors
and rich silken hanging, and hugs lamps which gave forth a
dreamy softness of color. On a raised platform sat seven young
ladies. An orchestra struck up and each of the ladies rendered a
musical selection. The audience cheered. These seven were the
musical buds of the season. Theodosia Beasley and Faye Winters
were the most, honored ones there: Faye as a singer and Theo-
dosia as an unrivalled music expressionist.
Continued
Suddenly a roar of cannon smote upon my ears. A dreary
battlefield near the Somme rose to view. Men were falling; horses
rearing; and generals were shouting orders. The battle calmed,
and then the gentle nurses came. The sweet face of Gladys Court-
ney was there to cheer the wounded. A noble task, which was a
lesson taught to the world by our loyal ’17 class.
The smoke of artillery obscured the picture and a noise of
quarreling arose. Tanton appeared before my startled eyes. It
was election time. Suddenly the people on lower Main were thrust
aside and a procession of ladies came marching towards the polls.
Marching in front with a floating banner and unwieldly law book
held aloft came Violet Chinn and Gladys Malicoat, both able ex-
ponents of “Women’s Rights.”
The noise ceased and the deep, solemn tones of a pipe-organ
rolled upward. A beautiful church arose as if by magic. People,
all in splendid dress, entered. Behind the council, robed in somber
black, stood Albert Krammer. His face was ruddy and good-
( Continued)
fit intents’ bed-room—Assembly.
Page Twenty-seven
Class Prophecy—Continued
natured as of old, and In’s constant smile helped to keep his flock
on rhe straight and narrow path.
The church became a stately bank. The huge door swung
open and a prosperous looking young fellow walked toward the
waiting electric. The winning face of Milo Mitchell could not be
mistaken. A pride of the ’17 class, who had risen to be the most
successful banker in Trenton, N. Y.
The electric became a 1920 model Ford, in which sat Esther
Motte and James Goodman. The scene was in Linton. Esther
scattered handbills which advocated a sweeping reform of the old
school town ; while Janies, with his deep bass voice, proclaimed the
same. Here were Certainly loyals of ’17 who had won fame in
their own town.
The Ford rambled on, and the busy High School of Logans-
port took shape on the vessel, In his chair of Wisdom in the
Mathematics Division, sat Bert Marshall expounding the essentials
of Commercial Arithmetic to a wondering and sheepish looking
class.
A chorus of Rah! Rah! Rah! Purdue! arose, and Avery Mur-
ray with some college boys passed over the campus grounds on
their way to the Junior Prom. Future explained that Avery had
been undecided as to how lie would stop being tardy and had taken
up college work, where he was rapidly succeeding in jollying the
Profs and being the leader in all the college sports.
The scene shifted to another part of La Fayette and I saw
Lillie Sharpe at work directing a school for Young Ladies. She
went about her labor with the same calmness of manner which had
so endeared her to the hearts of her classmates.
The pleasant scene changed; in an up-to-date insurance com-
pany’s office sat Mary Hunter, cool, collected, -a business woman
in every respect. She was private secretary to the president of the
greatest insurance company in Detroit.
( Continued)
Page Twenty-eight
Students' dining room—Hoorn 4.
Glass Prophecy—ConIinued
The office developed into a large department store in New
York. Here behind the tie counter, which was a wilderness of
Hashing green, red, and yellow, Will Sharpe reigned supreme.
Well some are born to be great, some achieve greatness, and some
have greatness thrust upon them; and the first of these is Bill.
I \ ' \
'The deck of the vessel now became a brilliant movie theater, in
the entrance of which stood this sign:
“Kingston St. Claire, famous Vitagraph Star, in ‘The Passing
of the Stiff-necked Cavalier.’ ” When the picture flashed across
the screen, the smiling face of John Walker looked mockingly to-
ward us. Future success to the Movies!
What a change was now brought forth ! The vessel became a
field of nodding tulips, where Dorothy Mahan with her assistant,
Fern Hall, held sway. I could scarcely believe my eyes when
Future told me that the busy town which adjoined the gay tulip
field was once the obscure Tulip, Ind. Even tulips can render good
service to mankind when under the supervision of the members cf
the ’17 class.
A grunting and squealing arose. It was early morning on a
OOXO u o
large farm. Here by lantern light, I recognized Walter Stock-
rahni and Fannie Clayton working with their early farm duties.
Mr. Stockrahm was famous for raising the prize-winning Berk-
shires of Thompson County, Miss, Success to the workers of the
soil!
A large living room formed. At the table with a purring
Angora cat by her side, sat Lillian Russel reading the Purdue Ex-
ponent, still hoping, still believing, still praying, that some day
His college days would be over. The cat yawned,but Lillian read on.
A modest little cottage came to view. Inside, talking over
O 7 o
their tea, sat Lillian Sponsler and Zelic Fisher. Both had, in spite
of diligent labor, failed to secure a lord and master for, their
/ yr
houses, but this deficiency was partially overcome as I soon found
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•Court” room—Office. Page Twenty-nine
Class Prophecy
out. Alias Fisher walked to the window and thrusting her head
outside, called sweetly to a gardener who was working industriously
in the yard. As he straightened up to wipe the perspiration from
his face, I recognized Arthur Lockard, who lifted the straw hat
from his head and with a courtly bow to Aliss Fisher, again bent
over Iris work.
Suddenly I heard a happy giggling, and astonished, I looked
up to see Dorothy Freund and Alable Heitman strolling happily
along a quiet street. Any observer could see that time had not left
its mark upon them, for they looked just as they had four years
before in L. H. S. I was deeply thankful for that, for---------.
But the picture vanished. The vessel took shape again. The
Seniors were still gathered about Fame, but they no longer plead
Continued
with her. Their faces showed happiness and contentment. As the
noble vessel began to recede, I tried to call it back, but Future
restrained me. Again I reached for the ship, when a sharp prick
of the golden spear caused me to draw back with a cry.
I looked at my hand; the scar remained. When I looked up
again, Future was gone. Pranks was tugging at my hand with
all his might, he perhaps being the innocent cause of the spear
prick! I rubbed my eyes. The light had faded, and far away the
white sail glimmered obscurely. Hearing a voice calling me, I
jumped up, then laughed as I realized my strange adventure with
Future and Fame, and resolved to write to the Senior’s Club right
away. So here we are.
Elizabeth Schloot.
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Page Thirty
Gymnasium (?)
Seniors' pride—“Prof. Pepp.”
Page Thirty-one
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CAST OF “PROFESSOR PEEP.”
Page Thirty-two “Batty”: “It’s agin the law.”
“Professor Pepp”
Cast of Characters.
Professor Peterkin Pepp, a nervous wreck..........Milo Mitchell
Mr. C. B. Buttonbustcr, a giddy butterfly of 48...Avery Murray
Howard Green, his son, who had the court change
Vivian Drew, a college belle.................________________________Zelie Fisher
Irene Van Hilt, a social leader...................Lillian Sponsler
Caroline Kay, the happy little freshman................Dorothy Freund
Students, Co-eds, etc.
his name ...................................Lambert Baker
Sam Batty, the police force of a college town...James Goodman
Peddler Benson, working his way through school....John Walker
Noisy Fleming, just out of high school............Bert Marshall
Pink Hatcher, an athletic sophomore__________________Will Sharpe
Buster Brown, a vociferous junior................James Cravens
Betty Gardner, the professor’s ward..............Mary Hunter.
Aunt Minerva Boulder, his housekeeper________________Violet Chinn
Petunia Muggins, the hired girl __________________Gladys Courtney
Olga Stopski, the new teacher of folk dancing.......Esther Motte
Kitty Clover, a collector of souvenirs-...._____Theodosia Beasley
With thanks to the faculty and the student body for their
staunch support, the Class of ’17 is proud to report a great suc-
cess of the annual play, “Professor Pepp.” Of course a few
“boneheads were pulled,” but that was expected, so we have no
cause to regret the occurrences. The Opera House was filled to
its capacity and it was even necessary to sell standing room, so
eager were our loyal patrons to support us in the work. It was
a far greater financial success than any preceding play given by
any class. We sincerely thank every one whp supported us in any
way, and extend our heartiest wishes to the present Junior Class
for the success of next year’s play.
The Senior Class ’17.
“Bumski? What does that mean?” Page Thirty-three
Juniors
Page Thirty-four
Junior-Senior Reception—“Fish.-'
Junior Glass History
Ill 1914, there entered the halls of L. II. S. a large body of
Freshmen, who are now respected as the Junior Class of ’18.
During the two years (and more) of their High School life, they
have lifted their standards to a very high degree, and the year ’17
finds them still strong, united by class spirit.
The Juniors are essentially a philosophical bunch, and they
think long and deeply. While they are exhibiting the strength
of their grey matter, the insignificant under-classmen still con-
tinue their notorious scrapping and fresh maneuvers. Their wis-
dom is voiced in debate, and so well is it expressed, that they sel-
dom meet defeat. From their number are chosen the “star” foot
ball, track, and basketball men, who have this year proven their
worth in every phase of athletics.
Not content with such meagre notoriety, they are expressing
their surplus energy in a semi-monthly paper, “The Junior Re-
flector,” which is by far the best school paper. (It may be re-
marked here that it is the only one.) After each edition of the
“Reflector” the Juniors experience a brief enjoyment of the public
gaze, then again turn their reveries to, “What the High School
needs is an ideal Senior Class,” and dream of the coming year.
—Harriet Faye May, a Junior.
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Juniors—Ou the third mile for diplomas. Page Thirty-five
JUNIOR CLASS.
President—Gilbebt Jab vis
Secretary-Treasurer —Maby Gbound
Page Thirty-six They’re thinning out, but are still coming strong—Class ’18.
“Watch your stop,” Sophs!
Page Thirty-seven
Sophomore Glass History
1916 will doubtless be recorded in the history of Linton High
| School as a year of wonderful events. It was then that the most
| remarkable class of Freshmen entered the High School. They
| were young; they were wise; they were good to look upon. The
f Sophomores soon envied them, the Juniors patronized them, the
| Seniors sought them out openly as worthy companions ; the faculty
| praised them inordinately.
j It was soon evident that to these young demigods and
= goddesses life was the most simple proposition conceivable. Before
their magic talent lessons unfolded their hidden meanings. Al-
| gebra, English, Latin, German, Science, alike, became endowed
| with rainbow colors. Deportment and application were greeted
as special dispensations of Providence to delight the Freshmen.
In fact, they would not be daunted—those gallant Freshmen—
they soared and soared.
The school year passed. Vacation came and went. School
has again commenced. Those Freshmen are vet with us, but in
a different guise. They have distinguished themselves in athletics.
From their class was chosen the dux voce for the school. They
still delight the hearts of their teachers. Although their lessons
present more formidable fronts, their merry hearts are undaunted.
They are—but you’ve guessed it. already (their characteristics
arc unmistakable) our present Sophomores.
Nina Titus—A Soph. mi
Page Thirty-eight
Class History:
‘'Such modesty is bliss.”
i
SOPHOMORE CLASS.
President— Mary Hamilton
Vice President—E lai er Yeomans
Soph. Pres.: “Yea, Linton! Wheel”
Page Thirty-nine
aSua
Freshmen Glass Historv
•/
At Christmas in 1915, about twenty-five pupils left the
grades and came over to the square building on the corner to
prove that they were able to take upon themselves the duties of,
and enjoy the privileges of L. H. S. And like Caesar of old,
“They came, they saw, they conquered,” for they have developed
into some of the best students in school.
In September of lhe following year, the number swelled to
over one hundred, and a brilliant future is predicted for them in
their three remaining years. They have heroically borne the
trials and tribulations of Freshmen. They have climbed to the
top of the great divide, and for them, the descent into that
heavenly region called Sophomore’s Land, will be paved with
golden hopes of a happy future when they can look down upon
the poor Freshmen, and wonder why they are still alive.
Richabd Axdrews, A Freshman.
Paul 1’.: “Hew do yon spell CO?"
Page Forty-one
FRESHMAN CLASS.
President—Rex Wix’Ters
Vice President—Leavign Robert.sox
Secreta r y—Thomas McQ it ad e
Treasurer—Lit.lian Coebert
1’age Forty-two
Freshmen—80.
CAPT. MYERS
(Football)
COACH HOWARD
(Athletics)
CAPT. MURRAY
(Track)
CAPT. .JARVIS
(Bnske’.ball)
?
Page Forty-three.
ATHLETIC BOARD OF CONTROL.
Treasurer—Charley Wolford Secretary—Esther Motte
President—Milo Mitchell
Page Forty-four
Slogan ; "De a booster.”
HUI HUIIh*
Linton Athletics
So far as victory is concerned, it would be false for us to
maintain that athletics in Linton High School for the past year
have measured up to the high standard of preceding years.
Despite the wonderful fighting spirit displayed in the Gar-
field-Linton football game, we must concede the point that this
year, we lost two games in a schedule of five. Such a disastrous
season as this cannot be found in the history of our athletics ; yet,
some may not think that strange. Perhaps not, for any school
except Lintcn; but our Alumni have established a standard so far
above all others, that the students must maintain its honor today,
not only by winning, but by gaining our victories fairly. That is
the decisive element which determines the successful career of ath-
letics, in whatever form they may occur. To become a worthy
football man, more than practice is necessary. Be clean in habit;
clean, open in a game. To lose a game honestly means far more
in the eyes of the public, than to win dishonestly.
Again, we must consider another phase of successful High
School athletics. Even though the team does work constantly;
even though it does possess grit and determination ; even these
elements cannot always win. Every student should be on the side-
line during a game, rooting for Einton. An inexperienced per-
son little knows how much zeal it puts into the spirit of a player,
to know that his school is watching him; that he, perhaps, will
determine the result of the contest. I admire a patriotism which
causes the student body to say, “We lost,” and not, “The boys
lost.” Such a spirit denotes union among all, and that more than
all else, will spell “success” for our school athletics.
As previously mentioned, we should not laud the victories of
this season, but we must praise the determination and courage such
as that which every man showed, as he battled against the heavy
odds the Garfield team presented. Any youth should he proud of
the fact that he was a member of the ’16 football team of Linton
High School.
Let us not, however, lament our past defeats, but view them
as a Godsend which shall effect a revival of our old athletic spirit.
In the squad of ’17, we expect to see a line of men heavier than
our school has seen for years in the football ranks. Train, sacri-
fice, work; preserve the honor of the Red and Blue at all hazards.
The school expects it; ten thousand patriotic Lintonians will be
behind you urging you on to victory for yourselves, your school,
and Linton. Will you do it, team of ’17?
L. Baker.
Rah! Rah! Rah! Wiley. Page Forty-five
rage Forty-six
Meredith Jones.
“Casey” played at center
and was the “pep” of the
team. He has gone from us
now, but he will always be re-
membered as one of the
“heady” men on the L. II. S.
football team of ’16.
Avery Murray.
The “star” of the Wiley
game. Avery is a new foot
ball man but nevertheless a
good one. Some sprinter and
a drop kicker, but the girls
get his goat. But seriously,
Avery is an all-around ath-
lete.
Arthur Lynch.
“Art” came all the way
from Greencastle to enjoy
being a Linton football man,
and he proved to be quite a
Lintonite, by his spirit on the
gridiron. Made all state team
and is reputed to be one of
the best men Linton ever
produced.
Charley Wolford.
“Sid” is “Pat’s” lesser %
and a real football player.
He could hold a steam roller
or smash through a stone wall
if L. II. S. demanded it. It
might be added that he is al-
most as good a painter as an
athlete.
Wai. Sharpe.
“Bill” is one of our husky
farmer boys who never real-
izes when be has had enough;
(or his opponents either for
that matter). If Bill had an-
other year he’d change from
one of the best to the best;
but. we expect to bear from
him and his winning way at
College.
Wayne Trtnkle.
Is a star of no small worth
and played an excellent game
during the past season. He
is a reliable halfback and his
merit is proven by the fact
that he was selected as next
year’s captain.
We beat Wiley. tiiiiiiuii 11 miiiiir
Roscoe Johnson.
Roscoe is Nola’s brother
and you would call them
twins, as to scrap and sand.
Roscoe is quite small, but
could make a hole in anything
short of a brick building. A
gain is always sure when he
gets the ball.
Roy Turner.
Roy is sure a smashing
end, not only in football but
with the ladies as well. lie is
one of the regulars and a
football expert, made to or-
der for L. H. S. He plays
as long as he is able to stand,
and few and far between, are
the plays that get by him.
James Goodman.
“Baldy” was so anxious to
vote for Wilson that he was
compelled to give up football.
Jim is a veteran and also a
“lady’s man.” We’ll always
remember “Baldy” (and his
mouth and feet.)
IIerschell Scott.
“Slugger” is about seven
feet long, one foot wide and
six inches thick. He is a
“tough oyster” and showed
some speed at Wiley. He is
only a Soph., so he has an
excellent chance to become a
star before his football ca-
reer is over.
Hugh Evans.
“Hughie” is a nice docile
boy; but nevertheless is also
a football player of some
merit. Experience and hard
work always show in time.
Hughie uses both to a great
advantage. If he doesn’t get
too rough with his oppo-
nents, and the referee lets
him play two or three min-
utes, nothing can hold him
next season.
Arthur Perkins.
“Perkie” is a scrappy fel-
low, strong as an ox and not
afraid to hit the line. He
played a splendid game on
the ’16 team and we have
hopes that he will he in his
old position next year.
Scotty: ‘Out ou the deep.”
Page Forty-seven
Nola Johnson.
Nola is some scrapper and
naturally he was one of the
best men on the team. He
played at guard all year and
it is rumored that Fat De-
Peugh thinks he plays
“naughty” foothall. He has
several years of football yet
and indications are such that
we’ll surely hear from him
later.
Donald Harbls.
“Tough” does not lack the
qualifications that his name
“hints at.” One of the hard-
est scrappers on the squad.
He can be depended on as
a sure man for next season’s
team.
Clyde Payton.
Clyde is a new addition to
L. H. S., but he has the
spirit, nerve, and sand of a
born L. H. S. patriot. He
plays a hard game and when
he tackles—Oh ! how they
fall. We expect big things
from him next year.
Ellet Moody.
Moody is a good man any
place you put him. The only
regular Freshman on the
team. Played a hard game
all year and is expected to be
one of the fastest men next
year.
Garfield-Linton
Game
Page Forty-eight
Garfield: “Fat” DePeugh.
MARSHALL
Track Athletics
Since the days of Olliphant, Gill, Brantley and Haseman, Linton seems
to have declined in track athletics. This is due primarily, to the fact that
the Linton athletes of today are not willing to make the sacrifice necessary to
bring themselves to a high standard in this line of work.
There is a vast difference in track work and football. Almost any youth
who is physically large enough and possesses a little courage, even though he
does not train, and docs not put his very best into the work, may make and
be a part of a successful football team. The same is not true of a successful
track athlete and team. In the first place the youth must have a certain
amount of natural ability along the line of work in which he is going to engage.
However, this natural ability alone cannot be depended upon to win track hon-
ors. This is one of our great mistakes at the present time. In order to win the
TAYLOR
athlete must first build up his body through a systematical gymnastic training. The State has set a standard too high to enable
us to win without a careful development of the body. The course of training which a youth must undergo, means the exercising of
the greatest care hi regard to diet; the courage to refrain from the use of tobacco in any form; the zvill to refuse candy, or any
element which might injure the digestive system; the discontinuance of late hours and evenings out.
”Is it worth while?” you may ask. Perhaps for the honor alone, no; but for the valuable training received which prepares the
athlete for the time when he will be thrown upon the world and his own resources, yes.
Linton point winners at the South Central Track Meet, ’16, were Taylor, Marshall, and Murray.
W.u. HowAitn, Coach.
Haseman: “Do you get me?”
Page Forty-nine
Howard (Coach), Johnson, Trinkle, Scott, Taylor,
Johnsen, Doidge, Jarvis, Hurray (Capt.)
Page Fifty
O you Brnndou! Where’s Kelly'u
.Mitchell (.Mgr.), Franklin, Moy, Gill,
Johnson, Jan is (Capt.), Taylor.
Danielson: “Stop that nonsense.”
Page Fifty-one
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LITERATURE
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Page Fifty-two Our joke—Basketball Team.
Eureka
By Ahth.uk
Bud Ralston was happy. Moreover, he had reason to be
happy. In Bud’s estimation Uncle Abraham Lincoln Barclay was
the best man in the world. A fellow could bear such a name as
Abraham Lincoln Barclay Ralston when it meant as much to
him as it did to Bud. Abraham Lincoln was the greatest man of
the past, Uncle Abe of the present. He always visited his sister’s
family at least twice a year, once in winter and once in summer.
On this, his winter visit, he had brought his customary pres-
ent for Bud. Never did the American eagle spread his wings more
gloriously, never did the Goddess of Liberty look more beautiful,
than they did to Bud on that shining silver dollar which Uncle
B. Kkamek.
As he ate, he gazed out of the window and his eyes fell on a sign,
“Get Your Valentines Here,” hanging in front of a drug store,
across the street. What an idea. Today was—What was it?
As he looked at the calendar he saw that it was the twelfth of
February,—Lincoln’s birthday. No wonder he was so happy.
But as his eyes again struck the sign, his thoughts went back to
Valentine's Day. Only two days distant and he had forgotten all
about it.
After much selecting in the drug store, Bud found a valentine
suited to his tastes, for which he paid ten cents. As he went home
he thought of how Bessie would enjoy that valentine and how Bobby
Abe had given him. He was going to town with a dollar in his
pocket, more than had ever been in his possession except once when
he took eggs to town.
Bud went jubilantly down Main street, entered Blair’s Con-
fectionery, seated himself at the largest table, and with the air of
Hale would be “mad.”
Two days later Bud sat two seats behind Bessie Mix as the
valentines were passed out. When Bessie received the one Bud
had sent he watched her read, “From your friend, Barclay
Ralston.”
a millionaire ordered a “Panama Canal.” He was no “cheap- Then came one to him, “From your Friend, Bessie Mix.” It
skate” now. When a fellow has money, why not spend a little? was only a penny one but that was better than none, thought Bud.
( Continued)
Hocks or clothing? Ask Moy. Page Fifty-three
Eureka— Continued
Bessie, however, received the last one of all. It was a large,
beautiful valentine, the best Bud had ever seen. “From your sweet-
heart, Robert Hale.” Bud thought he might as well give up. He
began to decide that his father was right when he said the Ral-
stons always had bad luck.
As the pupils went home from school, Bessie Mix hurried on
ahead. Bud Ralston, however, hung back. He was sad for all
but one thing. Robert Hale lived the opposite, and he, himself,
the same direction from school in which Miss Mix lived. As he
walked on he wondered how the spell which held the Ralstons’
good luck could be broken. He soon became aware of the pres-
ence of Bessie Mix. When he came within a few feet of her, she
called, “Hurry up, Bud, I’m wailing to tell you how I like your
valentine. It’s the best cne I ever got. Just read what it says.”
■ As she pointed, Bud read, with great hopes;
“My lady fair, I’m yours, believe;
I’d wear your colors on my sleeve,
Your giants kill, your dragons fight,
For I’m your true and loyal knight.”
“Bobby Hale sent me a bunch of gilt with twenty-five cents
marked on the back. He’s tryin’ to show how much he spent. I
like yours lots the best.”
Eureka! The Ralston luck had returned! St. Valentine
had broken the spell. St. Valentine would also go into Bud’s Hall
cf Fame with Lincoln and Uncle Abe. February was undoubt-
edly the best month in all the year.
P. S.—As you read this, think of the days when you did the spended, and hoped again. It might help some now.
same; when you welcomed Valentine’s Day; when you hoped, de-
—The Author.
Page Fifty-four
Our drawing card—L. H. S. debaters.
“The Youth”
I.
The light of eve was growing dim
As the youth, with visage pale and grim,
Slowly did stride
Through the portals wide,
Into the still and quiet class room.
II.
With the faltering step and pace, so slow,
His eyes were furtive and his head was low,
Fox1 he did desire
And he did require
A permit to save him from his doom.
III.
But the principal’s voice was sharp and thin
And he angrily asked, “Where have you been?”
And the youth did fear
That the end was near
And that harm was intended.
IV.
So he fearfully and meekly did reply:
“I been to the funeral of Grandfather Cy”
But the principal was no fool
Therefore from three days of school
Was he finally suspended.
Bennie Raney.
Biggest power in L. H. S.—Hot air.
Page Fifty-five
ck Sheep
Jakey!, Jakey Page, you stop that!” The shrill authorita-
tive voice rang out with a sharp note of exasperation, and all eyes
were turned toward a very plump, black, curly haired little boy at
the end of the fourth grade line.
“Sto-op wha-at, Miss Page?”
“You know what! Stop rolling your eyes that way and do
keep in line!”
As the fourth grade line inarched into the school room, one
of the big boys whispered kindly (for Jakey was the favorite of
the entire school) to him, “Don’t let her run over you, Jake.”
Jakey made no reply to this, but as if by natural instinct,
pulled a long yellow curl of the little girl in front of him.
Not long after the pupils were seated, Jakey was again
startled by the sharp voice of Miss Page!
( Con
“Jakey, don’t let me see you rolling your eyes again!”
“Dey, jus’ roll deyselves,” said Jakey, innocently.
“That will do, Jakey. Now boys and girls, we shall have
our drill,” and she began counting as usual.
7 o o
“One, two, three, four; one, two, th—”
Miss Page left the children standing on their tip-toes and
hastened down the aisle to Jakey who stood with his arms as
badly rounded as his fat little bow-legs, and his eyes rolling hope-
lessly. She shook him thoroughly; round and round he spun, up,
over and down, and at last he was pushed to his seat with a re-
sounding “plump!” She then passed through the door out to the
water faucet, and washed her hands.
Jakey pressed back the tears with a chubby little fist.
inued)
Page Fifty-six
TTnnna Philosopher and psychologist.
The Black Sheep — Continued
“O you coon !” laughed one little boy.
“Mabe the black’s rubbin’ off,” suggested another.
Jakey stood these taunts until recess, but then ran off into
a woods nearby to await noon. ‘“I’m nevah goiuff back the’e
•J “ ■ >
again,” said Jakey at noon to his mother.
“Now, hunny, you listen to yer mammy, Youse gwine back
theah just as fast as yer legs can carry you theah!”
He did go back, and endured the various slights three more
long days. On the morning of the fourth day he was greeted by
this pleasing news :
“O! Jakey, Miss Page has got married and we have a new
teacher. Aren’t you glad?”
The new teacher spoke pleasantly to her pupils as they
inarched in and Jakey decided at cnee that he would like her.
waste-basket for her. Therefore she did not scold him for his
mischievous pranks.
While Miss Forbes was busy hearing a class recite, Jakey
was preoccupied in plunging his fingers into his ink-well. When
he had plunged each of his chubby little fingers into the ink, which
was scarcely visible, he put both hands on the back of the boy in
front.
When Miss Forbes saw the ten inky finger prints on Tommy’s
freshly laundered new blouse, she said to him, “Jakey, how did
this happen?”
“I dunno, miss, I guess it’s jus’ the black a rubbin’ off,” re-
plied Jakey.
That afternoon as she was dismissing her school, Miss Forbes
smilingly asked Jakey to remain a few moments.
| The children had told the new teacher how Miss Page had
treated Jakey; how she had ■ashed her hands after shaking After writing for a long time, or at least it seemed a long |
| Jakey and would never let him dust the erasers or carry out the time to Jakey, Miss Forbes came back to his seat. |
| (Continued) 1
...........................................................................................
Painters’ Union -Disbanded. Page Fifty-seven
Continued
dusting the erasers, and the wind blew the chalk dust back on her
fluffy brown hair.
When she had completed her tasks she called Jakey to her.
“You may go now, dear. Good bye,” and she kissed him.
At this Jakey threw his arms around her neck and sobbed,
“Oh, teachah, I’ll dust the erasahs foah you, I’ll carry out the
waste-papeh-baskct foah you, Oh, I’ll do anything foah you,
afte’this!” And the kindness of the new teacher showed to the
school that Jakey’s heart was as true as his skin was black.
The Black Sheep
“Dear, would you like to dust the erasers for me?” she asked
kindly.
“No’am,” was the stubborn reply.
“Would you like to carry out the waste-paper basket, then?”
“No’am.”
At this response, Miss Forbes left him, and did these jobs
herself. Jakey noticed that she sat in the wrong window while
L. H. S.
I’m sorta glad the rope’s a-swingin’
As it sets the bell to ringin’;
An’ the birds are always singin’
of L. H. S.
Hain’t no other place existin’
Where the vines climb up a-twislin’
On the walls. Don’t try resistin’
L. H. S.
There the atmosphere is livin’
For the sun is always givin’
Heat and love. They came from heaven
To L. H. S.
’Tain’t no use for the sun to be a-shinin’
Here in Dixie. When I’m reclinin’
In th’ sun, I’m always pinin’
For L. H. S.
So I’m goin’ to quit my rOvin’;
An’ my school to keep on lovin’;
An’ today I start to movin’
Back to L. H. S.
L. Baker.
Page Fifty-eight
Latest invention—9th period
Hill
Garden of L. H. S.
Among the tender vines we spy
The little bud named “By-and-By.”
Around this small vine we plant
The little twig known as “I can’t.”
“No use in trying” we also have here,
Which thrivingly grows thruout the year.
Among the plants in this small lot
Creeps in the young vine “I forgot.”
A little weed is hidden there
Among other vines, named “I don’t care.”
These buds have grown firm, year to year
And now they bloom with this hearty cheer:
The first little flower has learned to say,
“Now I’ll get that right away.”
Then fast as ever hunter ran
The next little bud is now “I can.”
With fibre strong and stature high
Our third little plant is now “I’ll try.”
Tor the fourth little vine, we hunt again and again
Till we find him now as: “I-will-not-forget-again.”
brom the last little plant, as an untrue motto
We turn our tho’ts to a bright tomorrow.
What good you may get from these few lines,
Just take it, pass it on, and forget they were vines.
T. Beasley and G. Malicoat
Hanna: “My ring! Ah, she's forsaken me.”
Page Fifty-nine
I
I
Arapaho Camp-Fire Girls
I ■
In October, 1916, six girls under the guardianship of Miss
Verna Small, received a charter for which they were entitled to
1 become members of one of the best movements for girls in the
| Unitetd States. This camp was named Arapaho, after a tribe of
| Indians who were inhabitants of Indiana. The Camp-fire is doing
| the same thing for girls that the Boy Scout movement is doing for
| boys. It teaches them the deeper meaning—-
The right to join the circle’s sisterhood,
Their hearts to beat in touch and tune with theirs;
The right to kindle at their flaming fire
Their own, and see within its glow
The Spirit-flame of work love—ordered;
To feel strong pulsing through each day and year
The sweet, full surge of glowing health
The right to live the exultant life
That grows akin to nature’s throbbing heart;
The right to dream, and dreaming,
Know the deep primal things,
The soul of beauty and the heart of truth;
AH these are theirs,
Yet only if they take and make them so.
The law of the Camp-Fire is to to:
Seek beauty,
Give service,
Pursue knowledge,
Be trustworthy,
Hold on to health,
Glorify work,
Be happy.
Charter Members—Helen Bland, Ruth Wessell, Audrey
Mahan, Helen Bach, Leavign Robertson, Gladys Mitchell.
Elective Members—Harriet Faye May, Mae Reid, Mary
Hamilton.
Present Guardian—Miss Leanore Robertson.
Harriett Faye May.
Page Sixty
May
Te-hee-hee-e-e.
ARAPAHO CAMP-FIRE GIRLS.
Miss Schloot: “Bitte, Klasse.” Page Sixty-one
Page Sixty-two
Miss Womeldorf: Seamstress instructor.
A New Year’s Ball
The little episode of which I tell,
Was held in Fern’s Hall,
Lillian arrived with a Russell,
To dance at Hellen Woodrow’s ball.
Then, although it was Raney,
Bennie came dressed in a frock,
Next appeared Jessie al] in Brown,
With his partner Hellen Bach.
And upon this Winter’s night came Faye,
All the way from the farm,
But Mary came along to Warner,
And keep her out of harm.
One of the couple that next arrived,
Was a girl with a troubled face,
T’was Hellen who was subject to Payne,
Since John was trying to Walker a race.
A multitude of others came,
Edythe bringing Moore
And when eight o’clock came around,
Percy Meyers closed the door.
The merriment was then begun,
Jim was chosen Goodman,
And when he asks someone to sing,
Sadie says that Shea can.
But then the absence of Esther Motte,
Was noticed during the fun,
And Mary was sent to Hunter,
With the aid of Danielson.
Next upon the programme,
Mae was asked to Reid,
And after Maude was requested to Bray,
Charles Wolford brought in the feed.
Lillian with a platter of Lam,
And Bill with a Sharpe knife,
Soon had Baldy satisfied,
Yet each one received a slice.
Th.cn with those rolls of warm bread,
Of which Lambert was the Baker,
There came a dish of baked beans,
And Faye May have been the maker.
Mary came in with boiling coffee,
Which she had freed from Grounds,
So helped by Dorothy and her Freund,
They soon made all the rounds.
Those refusing to take coffee,
Were provided for in due time,
For Grace appeared with some glasses,
And served them with Sourwine.
For hours the wine flowed freely,
All present partook of some,
And in less time than it takes to tell it,
Vernal was as Titus a drum.
About this time he struck at Fred,
Who had to Doidge to escape him,
Then all at once his arm flew up,
Hitting Violet under the Chinn.
All was then in confusion,
Nearly as bad as a fight,
When all at once there was darkness,
Save for Gertrude’s Ponelight.
Bert was sent for the Marshall,
Who quieted things in a hurry,
And all of the crowd went home to bed,
Even down to Avery Murray.
Thus ended the night of the banquet and fight
That was held very near,
THE FIRST OF THE YEAR.
Milo Mitchell.
Miss Osborn: Unmarried. Page Sixty-three
Page Sixty-four
Miss Hasemau : Fireless cooker.
J o k e s
Speck K.:—“Percy Myers and I have a
corn on the same toe.”
_______
J/r. Danielson'.—(After a bad recita-
tion in algebra)) “In Germany they put
those who are too lazy to work in the
army, and in battle they are put in the
front row so that they may be killed
first.” Several members of the class
laughed as if they didn’t believe it.
Mr. Danielson-.—“Well I know, I have
been there.”
Gladys Mitchell made the statement in
Physical Geography Class, that water
ran faster up hill than down hill and
the class agreed.
_______
Jim Cravens:—(During music period).
“Say, Baldy, your bass makes my bass
sound like tenor.”
L. H. S. GEMS.
Freshman -------------------- Emerald...................
Sophomores __ ___________ Bloodstones
Juniors ___________________ Moonstone
Seniors _________________Grindstone
Post-Graduates ______________ Tombstone
A “HOBO?”
_______________________________
John Robert Ecker-.—Mr. Hanna, if
you will stop frowning 1 think I can take
a much better picture of you.”
Mr. Hanna:—“Oh, this will be all right
because I look so much more intellectual
this way.”
Speaking of mistakes—O well, we are
all liable to make them. Baldy was giving
an English report and came to Robert
Burton’s “Anatomy of Melancholy,” which
he wrote on the board. Lillian Lam’s name
was on the board and when Baldy
turned to the class we were all dismayed
to see this sentence: “Anatomy of Mel-
ancholy Lillian.”
______
Lillie Sharpe:—“She was a long, black-
haired woman.”
Faye Winters:—“There were many
______ dead corpses lying on the field.”
_______
On February 22, Mr. Hanna enter-
tained five members of the Senior English
Class by falling through a chair. It. was
very exciting,—for Mr. Hanna at least.
(Continued)
Hnuuii: “O, Mary, you’re the pride of the school.”
Page Slxty-flve
AS THICK AS BEES IN A CLOVER
FIELD.
Mae Reid’s curls.
Mary Ground’s dimples.
Fred Doidge’s freckles.
Paper wads in the assembly.
Air. Danielson’s beard.
Alarian Bennet’s notes.
Translation in 9B German class. “Wir
sind frisch und nicht mucdc.”—We are
fresh but not green.
Lillian R.:—(Criticizing John Walker’s
speech). “He moved his hands from his
sides to his pockets, and his feet too.”
In solving an algebra problem Alaude
Bray gave the father’s age as 10 and the
son’s age as 5. Air. Danielson said it was
impossible.
.Jokes—Continued
Mr. B.:—“Percy, what was the Ostend
manifesto ?”
Percy Myers'.—“Well, it was to decide
—to decide—Well, I don’t know what it
was to decide, but some one wanted to do
something that some one else didn’t
want to do.”
Miss Haseman:—(In German class.)
“What is the meaning of ‘umarmen’?”
L. Baker-.—“Hug.”
Miss H.:—“Two girls wouldn’t hug,
they would embrace.”
L. Baker'.—“What does hug mean?”
Miss H.:—“You’re too young to know.
Alaybe I’ll tell you later.”
Why does Bennie Raney spell his name
B. Raney?
Milo M.:—(Soliciting “ads” for an-
nual.) “We intend, of course, to excell
all annuals which have been edited in the
future.”
( Continued)
AS RARE AS WATERMELON AT
XAIAS.
“(’asey” with a shave.
Alonzell studying.
Alae Reid alone.
Aliss Osborne’s smile.
Homely girls in L. H. S.
Alary G., without her lessons.
Tom AIcQuade out of mischief.
Mr. Danielson:—(In algebra class.)
“For tomorrow, Aleridith Jones, otherwise
“Casey,” assisted by Charlie Wolford and
Jim Cravens, will solve problem thirteen.”
Jas. Charles:—(In book report.) “Then
a very extinguishing visitor of importance
came to Crawford. He was a very imitate
friend of mine.”
Even some of the girls are a little bit
crooked. Ask Aladge Alelton.
Page Sixty-six Mr. Howard: “The only “crooked” teacher In school.
J okes—Continued
John Walker:—“His name was Perry
something. I don’t remember.”
Avery Murray:-—(Who has been read-
ing “German Warfare). “Alaybe it was
periscope.”
If perchance you do get sore,
Please remember we have mentioned many
more.
Some one has said that married men
were not interested in the young girls.
Ask Mr. Brandon and Mr. Howard
about the Freshmen.
Mae:—“Say, Hellen, are you in love
with Baker?”
Hellen:—“In love? I despise him.”
Mae:—“But I saw you kiss him good-
night.”
Hellen :—“Oh ! I couldn’t be rude.”
Mr. Danielson :—“I’m wiser than any of
you because you think you know some-
thing ami I know I know nothing.”
James Goodman still insists that if
sodium hydroxide had been poured on
Chas. Wolford’s head, ivory soap would
have been produced.
Bill Sharpe:— (History class.) “Well
as far as that’s concerned if a man gets on
the good side of a woman she will do any-
thing for him.”
Mr. Brandon:—“We’ll have to concede
the point, class; Bill knows by experience.”
Mary Hunter:—(English class.) “The
girls can’t write a story on ‘How to Catch
Fish.’ ”
A. Murray:—“They ought to, all they
do is catch fish.”
Mr. Danielson :—“What is the line of
least resistance?”
Baldy:—“Between High School and the
pool room.”
Miss H.:—“What is the atmosphere?”
Lois Hanna:—“It’s some gases and
things that make up the hemisphere.”
(Continued)
Miss Dellbridge: O, ain't she sweet?
Page Sixty-seven
Jokes—Continued
Jfr. Brandon:—“What was the condi-
tion of the South after the Civil War?”
John Walker:—“It was all shot to
pieces.”
Bill Sharpe spells “ninety”—nighty—is
he dreaming?
One girl in a “Ford” is worth three
JZr. Hanna :—“William, have you your
composition for today?”
Bill Sharpe:—“Yes, Mam.”
in a Packard. Ask James Cravens.
Everybody listen when you go through
the “pearly gates” to heal' Mr. Danielson
sing: “One o’clock means one o’clock.”
Whose L. H. S. *17 class-ring does Mr.
Hanna wear?”
For information regarding the art of
graceful walking on the stage see Mr.
Haseman.
Page Sixty-eight
Hanim: The only "cute” teacher in the faculty.
-WHpqg ‘Hvq.)
_ Jas. Cravens: “Crow.”
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