Ada High School - We Yearbook (Ada, OH)

Text from Pages 1 - 94 of the 1915 volume:

THE CN YOR HI THE OFFICIAL ANNUAL OF THE STUDENT BODY - - OF - - ADA HIGH SCHOOL Published by the CLASS of 1915 Volume VII May, 1915DEDICATION This Book is hereby respectfully dedicated to H. T. O. Blue, who by his noble character, frank manner, andForeword N PREPARING this Annual we have endeavored to make it a truly representative book depicting alike the many phases of High School life, and to picture the serious as well as the humorous side. It has been our aim to display through these pages the true spirit and tone of our High School, to picture nothing that is unreal, but to give the plain portrayal of our High School through the eyes of the student. We have made no attempt at the startling or artificial, for it seems to us this would not be in keeping with the purpose of this book. To our fellow-students, to our teachers, and to our many friends we present this our Cn Yor Hi of Nineteen Hundred Fifteen. 4The Cn Yor Hi 1915 Annual Board Editor-in-Chief....................Walter V. Agin Business Manager ................ Jedd CORBETT Athletic Editor................Georce R. Botkin Jol(c Editor...................Frank E. Mercer EDITORIAL In our opinion a beautiful and artistic Annual is the crowning achievement of a class of High School students. If properly prepared and arranged it is a treasure to every graduate as the product of his class. Realizing these things the members of our class have always been unanimous in their desire for an Annual. Early in our Senior Year we began to plan for the Book; being inexperienced hands we made little progress, and at times our cause seemed hopeless. After much vain struggling, gaining a dollar at a time, we at last gained a foothold, and now present to you the fruit of oui efforts. The Annual Board extends their heartfelt thanks to those who, by their help and suggestions have helped to make this book possible. We are especially grateful to Brice V. Mann who, sacrificing his own time and energy, has drawn the fine cartoons which appear in this book. The Annual Board has put forth their utmost efforts to make this book all that an Annual should be. Being of only mediocre ability it is probable that many imperfections have crept into our work. But we ask that our readers be lenient in their judgment, bearing in mind that it has been in the face of the greatest difficulties that this book has been produced.Lillie did we realize as we congregated twice a day in the senior room that the day would come so soon when we would cease to be members of the Ada High School, and would pass from under its roof forever as high school pupils. It did not occur to us during those happy days that we were so rapidly approaching the end of our High School career, that only a few more days and we would be launched out on the billow-tossed sea of life, where merriment and the joys of youth would be forgotten in facing the stern problems of our existence, that the time was so near at hand when youthful hopes and tendencies would be laid aside and life would become a stern reality. It is to be hoped that each one has realized the rapid approach of the end of his High School career, and has applied himself diligently to the tasks assigned him. 7 William A. Stage, B.Sc. Superintendent of Schools, Ada, Ohio American History and Civics The Seniors will long remember Mr. Stage as their instructor of American History. He will be particularly remembered for several things, namely, his apparent slowness to see his own joke, his inability to call the students by their proper names, his diminutive chin, and his exquisite grace of motion. Mr. Stage is kind, frank, generous and exceedingly earnest, and as an interesting and instructive teacher he is scarcely to be surpassed. It has been a source of both pleasure and profit to the Seniors to have come under his influence.Mary Hickehnell, A.B. Latin Mr . Hickernell came lo u in our Junior year. With her we visited the Roman forum and listened lo those mighty orations of Cicero. 'I hen in cur Senor year, we traveled with her from Troy to Sicily and Carthage and thence lo Latium over the same route taken by Aeneas a short lime previous. Mrs. I hckernell is loved and admired by everyone in I lif h School. Her sweet, gentle disposition has been an inspiration to all her pupils. H. T. O. Blue. A.B. History We thought no good could come out of Kenton, but she ha furnished us with a principal who has now guided our good Ship of Stale (High School) through two voyages on the Sea of Education wiih a masterly hand. He seems lo have an infinite capacity for work and is the personification of Patience. Mr. Blue never attempted lo drive, but always endeavored to lead. He is frank, considerate and exceedingly fair. Mr. Blue has llie highest respect and good wishes of every Senior. Ruth Souder. A.B. English One of the most pleasing sights for the Seniors th:s year has been the exceedingly tall and familiar figure of Miss Souder float.ng about the Senior room, or seated at the little table whispering confidentially lo Mr. Elliott. Her love for fun and sunny disposition has won her many friends in High School. Miss Souder is something levs than seven feel tall and exceedingly slender—but cheer up. Miss Souder. for even a hair may cast its shadow. 9Howard D. Harvey Mathematics Thi» is Mr. Haney's first year in A. H. S. and only a few of the Seniors have been in his classes. Hovvever. as he was on the morning relief as sentinel in the Senior Room his shining countenance is familiar to all of us. We will especially remember Mr. Harvey for his beautiful bushy hair. Mr. Harvey is a well-informed and well-educated teacher in every sense of the word, and is held in the highest respect by every Senior. Fi.oyd M. Elliott. B.Sc.. Ph.B. Science Mr. Elliott has been closely associated with the Seniors this year, which we think has been to his sorrow. It is true, there was a little tilt occasionally but Mr. Elliott was so good natured ar.d considerate that we all admired and respected him. Some of the Seniors may think they are lady-fussers but hats off to Elliott. Mr. Elliott is both a refined gentleman and a scholar and his position on the teaching force has been a credit to A. H. S. Albert F. Darby. B.S.. A.B. Mathematics and Economics Mr. Darby is completing a course in I.aw at the University, and has not been regularly employed as an instructor. He has imprinted indelibly on the minds of the Senior the fundamental laws and facts of Economics. His profound expounding of the law has been a source of the greatest benefit to all his pupils. One Senior has said that it is worth being in Mr. Darby's class just to see him smile. 1011Governor Frank B. Willis The people of Ada are proud that their town is the home of the man who occupies the Governor’s chair, and as a High School we are proud of our village, and proud of our fellow-citizen who has had the highest honor in the state conferred upon him. Mr. Willis is a gentleman of fine education, agreeable temperament, untiring industry, and noble character, and his example and Influence should inspire us and spur us on to greater and nobler things. 12IS STATE OF OHIO EXECUTIVE DEPARTMENT COLUMBUS March 16. 1913. To the Senior Class of the Ada High School:— You ask me to say a word to my good young friends who graduate this year and it is a pleasure to respond. Commencement period is one of the happy events of a lifetime and while I should prefer to add to the pleasure of the occasion rather than to add to its seriousness with counsel, yet there is much that may be said along this line. Education and mental equipment are not the only requisites of success. More essential than either is application. Success comes only through earnest endeavor. Following the line of the least resistance will result in small reward, while persistence and tireless effort coupled with initiative and self reliance will inevitably bring triumph. Be good natured and congenial. Do your work with a will. Another great factor is friendship. Choose friends who will be of help, but bear in mind that friendships must be mutual. 1 o have good friends you must be a friend. Have confidence in your friends and win their confidence in you. You have the power but not the right to break down confidence your friends place in you. Patience is a virtue to be achieved. Do not expect all things to come your way at once. Keep on striving and never lose hope. Look back over your past. Recall the great number of things over which you worried that never occurred at all. Keep clean, mentally and otherwise, keep busy, keep posted, keep good company and keep faith. Keep close to the teachings of your childhood days. Some one has said “that he who keeps on good terms with himself and his God is safe. Very truly your friend. Governor Frank B. Willis £aAA d Auv yviciru 'HjUvua Gp 54 . A« 7?£. j a -i s. f uLcv tisyi iy, -s trfucetie, n n x -xJl3v J. 5 k. N V - aAaaAVv .(Aj . 'jt y 7%ce $. 2%i2%lcvlsr j|k A ■ |{ Ujr 'fy HzAC yiryio -LaXJ - l- d X CtJut . ®Ld vrux t$ hrjahAsr: ArU . 77? Idjdyl (Aaf ,0}.J£kyAt ($lu2 Ju @c £tc4s £, (BiUetctmiu , aju 4. C 2% cc J. tife15Frank Fugene Mercer Ada Grammar School, 1911; I. C. C., 1913-14; Class Treasurer. 1913-14; Class President, 1914-13. Here is a very rare combination of class president, lady fusser. store clerk, acrobat, comedian, and what not. Blessed with an abundance of mother wit at his very finger tips, he never wants for anything to say. He has been known to talk for many minutes without saying a word. The senior class could not well have done without him as their president as he seems to possess an inexhaustible supply of push and energy. Gertrude Cleone Mertz Ada Grammar School. 1911; I. C. C., 1912; Class Secretary, 1911-12; 1914-15. Here is the short of it. The fact that Gertrude is very short doesn't prevent her from making herself heard and expressing her candid opinion on any matter of great or small consequence. The number of Gertrude’s beaux is seventy times seven, but like the summer rose they came and went. Her ever present smile and sunny disposition has made her indispensable to the class of ’I 5. Jedd J. Corbett Ada Grammar School, 1911; Football. 1912-13-14; Basket Ball. 1913-14-15. Behold the radiant countenance of our Business Manager. For three consecutive years he has been the invincible center on our football team. On one occasion, to test his hardiness, Pudd Clum ran his auto into a hitching post and unceremoniously threw Jedd over into the graveyard, but even this failed to undo him. Jedd is one of the several comedians for which our class is noted and his antics would do justice to any stage performer. 1GWalter V. Agin Box well Graduate. 1910; New Stark High School. 1912; I. C. C.. 1914; Football Manager. 1914; Editor-in-Chief. Cn Yor Hi. Keep your scats, ladies and gentlemen, for it is no one but our Editor-in-chief. Since Agin came into our midst he has learned many things to his own sorrow but to other people's evident enjoyment. During football season he became familiarly known as Manager Agin. In this capacity he succeeded ;n losing all the balls and bawling things up in general. He is also noted for his extreme bashfulness, and his very serious turn of mind. Mary Blosser Boxwell Graduate. 1910; New’ Stark High School. 1913. Mary is quiet and unassuming, yet a friend of all. Mary is not only educated in books, but in travel, as she left High School one year and traveled extensively through the West. Her een sae bright, her brow sae white, Her temple locks as brown’s a berry. And aye they dimpl't wi’ a smile. The rosy cheeks o' bonny Mary. 17 Frank Cussans State Normal School. South Dakota, 1911-12; Co. G. O. N. G.; Class President. 1912-13; Class Treasurer. 1914-13. “And still we gazed and still the wonder grew’ that one small head could carry all he knew.” Cuzzie” docs more work in one day than the ordinary person does in three. He is simply bubbling over with life and ambition and he seems to radiate that magnetic energy wherever he goes. He has certainly been the shining light of our class and if dogged determination will count for anything we are safe in predicting for Frank a brilliant future.Mary Olive Wells Ada Grammar School. 1911; Class Secretary. 1913-14. Mary is another of our number who is especially noted for her diminutive stature. But when we reflect that “it is the little things in this world that count. we feel sure that Mary has a life of useful service before her. if noth-irg more than to cheer and brighten the life of some lonely old bachelor. And we truly believe that if Providence pointed out such a course for Wells she would not shrink from her duty. Ralph B. Neiswandf.r Boxwcll Graduate. 1911; New Stark Hiirh School, 1913. Here modesty reigns supreme. Ralph is one of those quiet unassuming persons who can ever greet you with a smile. If every one attended as strictly to their own business as does our friend Ralph, what a grand place this old world would be. He doesn’t seem to be bothered by that subject which is of such vital concern to School boys; namely, that of Girls. In this small body is lodged a mighty mind.” Rosa Marguerite Betzel Boxwell Graduate. 1912. Rosa came to us in our Senior year, so we are ignorant as to her past history, but judging from the present it must have been of the best. Rosa talks little, thinks much and appreciates a quiet good time, but we have never known her to engage in unseemly mirth. We have heard it whispered that she aspires to become the wife of a great college professor, but we can not vouch for this. 18Nate J. Stober Boxweli Graduate, 1911; Class Treasurer, 1912-13. Nate is one of our tried and trusty farmer boys. He evidently bases his philosophy on the theory that he will be kept busy tending to his own affairs without mixing in other people’s. Nate has a virtue that is not possessed by certain others of his classmates; namely, the ability to remain quiet when he has nothing to say. Nate is a loyal friend, a conscientious, faithful worker and a good student. Rhea Henry Graduate Ada Grammar School, 1911. Notwithstanding the fact that Rhea has quite a bit of the scales in her favor, she is one of the fairest of the class of '13. Rhea is a great lover of fun. and her good natured, cheery smile makes one feel that life is worth living— at least it seems to have had some such effect on Ralph. Her eyes remind one of the azure skies of summer. Hesse Florida Ada Grammar School. 1911; Football. 1911-12-13-14; Basket Ball. 1913-14-13. Hesse has always been a loyal member of his class both in the school-room and on the athletic field. On the football field Hesse was one of the strongest and steadiest of the back-field men. Strength, good common sense and a pleasant disposition are three prominent features of this husky lad. The first he acquired, the second he inherited, and the third just seems to be natural for him. 19Grace Marie Lewis Boxwell Graduate, 1911. Here is another one of our rural maids who hits town about 8:30 every morning. We have always found Grace ready to do her part when any work was assigned her. She is generous to all her associates; quiet, when she can think of nothing to say; faithful, when she has something to do; and devoted, when she has some one to love. William Wollam Ada Grammar School, 1911; Chairman I. C. C. Banquet Committee, 1914-13. While Bill has never been a shining light in the scholastic line, he is a gertleman of no mean ability. I his was shown by his successful management of the I. C. C. Banquet. Will is a born lover of nature, as he seems to be irresistibly drawn toward the “Forest. He has an ambition for earning money and when that much desired metal comes into his possession, it is a captive for good. Helen McCreery Berea Grammar School, 1911; Berea High School. 1913. A marvelous mixture of mirth, music and mischief. Helen is one of the slightly elongated members of our class. She joined us in our junior year and has ever since taken a prominent part in all activities of the class. She if, a faithful friend, a most agreeable companion, always ready for a good time, yet withal a perfect lady. Helen is held in the highest esteem and friendship by ail her classmates. 20Marion Joseph Freeman Ada Grammar School. 1911; I. C. C.. 1915. Marion has grown up among us from a wee striving twig to a tall, straight, slender sapling. His greatest delight is in argument, he neve. «ees it like the other fellow. Marion s only weakness lies in the fact that each year he is smitten by some captivating little freshman girl. He won the hearty gratitude and approval of his classmates this year by winning the short story in the Inter Class Contest. Agnes Lucile Smith Boxwell Graduate. 1911. Agnes comes from the country where the but-cr-cups bloom in the meadows, and paw-paws grow wild on the hillsides. Finding such sur-.oundings ill-fitted to develop her extraordinary mental capacity, she decided to come to Ada md there drink of “The Fountain of knowledge.” Cheeks that rival the roses. Teeth the whitest of pearls. She is one of those country maids Worth a score of your city girls.” 21 Paul Mathews Boxwell Graduate. 1910: I. C. C., 1914-15. Behold our class orator. When Paul gets started on a theme he converses in a confidential tone of voice that can be heard for two blocks. He represented his class in the Inter-Class Contest in 1914 and again in 1915. coming out victorious on both occasions. He will represent A. H. S. in the Northwestern Ohio Oratorical Contest at Bluffton on May 7. (Since above writing) Paul won first place with honors and a gold medal.Thelma Aileen Stopher Oakwood Grammar School. 1911. It would be hard to find a person who could feel blue in the presence of ILelma’s sunny face. I hey say that beauty and brains are never bestowed upon the same person, but here is an exception. She is a most delightful person. as ladly-like as a fairy, with a voice fit to charm the angels; and if Madam Rumor relates truthfully has already charmed several Mother’s angels. Lehr McKinley Davis Ada Grammar School. 1911; Football, 1913-14; Historian. Class of 1913. If there is anything in a name our friend Lehr is destined to become famous. In strength and build he is a modern Hercules. He is one of those persons whom we characterize as “slow but sure. Lehr showed wonderful ability at the position of tackle on the football field. He will no doubt soon acquire fame and distinction when he takes up his work in the field of journalism. Beulah Minion Powell Boxwell Graduate, 1911. Beulah is one of our sure enough heavy weights, who, although at all times retaining her poise and dignity, is not slow to assert her rights. We wouldn’t advise you to oppose Beulah in any way. or there might be trouble with the result that you would be the leading man in a cute little funeral. Beulah is a diligent student. a willing helper and a faithful friend. 22Ralph Klingler Boxwcll Graduate. 1910; Class President. 1913-14; Co. G, O. N. G.; Baseball. 1912-13-14-13. Poor Ralph! We are alraid the lure of politics will be the undoing of him. He is a born politician and can’t help it. Ralph expresses the utmost faith in Woodrow, and to him William Jennings is a patron saint. No member of A. H. S. need be surprised if he takes up the daily paper twenty years hence and reads in large head-lines the account of the Honorable Ralph Klingler’s eloquent speech on the floor of the Senate. Helen Marguerite Russell Ada Grammar School. 1911. Helen has been somewhat of a shark in her classes. She is very much interested in munitions of warfare inasmuch as she displays large quantities of powder. Helen is jolly and sociable, having taken a prominent part in all social activities of the class. We understand that her aspirations run in the direction of being a teacher of Domestic Science. Von Spellman Football. 191 1-12-13-14; Basket Ball. 1913-14-13; Baseball, 1912-13-14-15. Von spends his time as a man of leisure and at odd moments studies a little. He is our star athlete. He seems to take to athletics as naturally as a duck docs to water. His special abilities are not confined to any one game, as he seems to play each one with equal skill. Von is of such a disposition that, like the teakettle. he is able to whistle though in water up to his nose. 23Jessie King Boxwell Graduate. 1911; Carey High School. 1913; Vanluc High School. 1914. Modest, studious, lady-likc, and pleasant are some synonyms for Jessie. We made our first acquaintance with her this year. All her associations with the members of the class have been of the most friendly sort. She has the best wishes of the best class that ever graduatd from Ada High School. May there ever be roses in her pathway and may her shadow never grow less.” Paul Carey Boxwell Graduate, 1911. Carey, the sport of the Senior class, is a strictly guaranteed article in every way. Paul can play the piano. Paul can read Virgil, and Paul can write notes, but most of all Paul can wiggle, and this he persists in doing a greater part of the time. With the amount of knowledge this young gentleman has stored up during the past four years he ought to surprise the world. Anna Talmage Harshman Bowell Graduate, 1911; New Stark High School. 1913. Everybody knows me by my laugh.” 1 almage l as stood well in her classes and in this way she has won the respect of students and faculty. Like a record on a phonograph, she doesn’t make much noise until she gets started— but then. Oh. my! She is a beautiful singer, a good student, and a faithful worker. We arc told she aspires to the high position of a pedagogue. 24Ruth Marie Wolflf.y Box well Graduate. 1911; New Stark High School, 1913. No, dear reader, it is not a vision but only the fair features of our friend and classmate Ruth. Ruth is another of those who comes fiom that wonderfully distinguished and far-famed place they call “New Stark. Ruth possesses wonderful powers as any one will tell you who has seen her exert her wonderful in flucnce over Elliott in Physics class. Julius E. Bardf.lmeier Antwerp Grammar School, 191 I ; Antwerp High School, 1913; Defiance Academy. 1914; Basket Ball, 1914-15. Be not deceived for this exquisitely fine looking young gentleman is not half so innocent as his looks would imply. We are sorry that circumstances have prevented our being more closely associated with Julius in High School, as his extra work at the University has kept him away from the building most of the time. As a member of the basket ball team he showed unusual ability, especially when it came to tossing the ball through the ring. 25 Dorotha Candace Sin key Boxwcll Graduate. 1911; Hartford High. School. 1913. “Thou art a woman and that is saying the best and the worst of thee. While Dorotha has never endeavored to make herself conspicuous in one way or another, she has been one of the quiet but faithful members of the class “Sinkey” shows marked scholastic ability, but if we are truthfully informed she aspires to other fields than Scholarship; namely, that ol Matrimony.George Robert Botkin Ada Grammar School, 1911; Football; Basket Ball. 1913-14-15; Class Prophet. 1915. “Boddie” is a poet and philosopher—at least he thinks so. but strange to say, others disagree with him. In football he acquired the distinction of being the best High School quarterback in Ohio. He was also a howling success as a book agent. He is the steam, the noise, and the fun of the Senior class. He is a rare specimen and well worthy studying. Bertha Pearl Street Ada Grammar School. 1911. Bertha is one of our number who although she has never caused a great stir, has shown herself at all times to be a perfect lady, and a faithful student. Not what you call a social butterfly, not a wonderful scholar, not a great musician—these she is not. What is she? Just quiet, genuine, steady, faithful, loyal; and such qualities as mean happiness, enjoyment, and the consciousness of work well done. Ross D. Rosenberger Stow High School, 1914. Ross is one of our superfluous talkers who always has an easy flow of language, with ample words to express his thoughts and some to spare. In the classroom he has shown himself to be a diligent student, an active thinke. and an unusually well informed pupil. He to higher fields is destined—in a grander plane his thought. For in Thelma Stopher his every hope is wrought.” 26Vernice Kemmerly Boxwell Graduate. 1911; Wharton High School, 1914. Vernice’s quiet unassuming manner has kept us all guessing. She walks about with a dignified mien, and attends closely to her own affairs. If some one had heard Vernice laughing boisterously it would have caused a genera! alarm. However Vernice always seemed ready to make a recitation, and perhaps her grades would make some of ours look rather small. We all join her in the earnest wishes that she will never become a cross old maid. 27 Ruth Sinna Trf.main Roxwcll Graduate. 1911. “O saw ye the lass wi’ the bonnie blue een. Her smile as the fairest that ever was seen. Ruth is one of the silent but faithful members of our class. She is jolly, good natured. and ever ready to do a favor. She never made a great amount of noise, but then we are told that “still waters run deep. Last Will of Class of 1915 E. I HE Class of 1915. being mentally wake, physically strong and morally straight, and being desirous of settling our worldly affairs, while we can do so satisfactorily, do hereby make, publish, and declare this our last will and testament. I o the forthcoming generations of men we do bequeath our heartiest regards with malice toward none and charity for all. leaving to them our absolutely unexcelled success in all matters pertaining to our educational development. Io the warring nations of Europe, battling for racial existence, we will and bequeath the marvelous superfluity of powder carelessly applied in the preservation of youth and l auty by Senior Co-eds. To George Kelly, proprietor of the gigantic Kelley Paper Mill. we hereby will and bequeath the great hordes of the papers that greatly assisted us in passing exams. Io the Class of 1916 we will and bequeath an enlarged copy of the constitution of the State of Ohio, placing special stress upon the sections relating to the prohibition of the use of firearms within the limits of our humble village; furthermore, we bequeath to you. eldest sister, our elaborate abode, the witness of our educational merits. Thus this Senior room inherited by us from our recently deceased sister, the Class of 1914. passes from us to you. To the Class of 1917 we will and bequeath: firstly, our previous ardent ambition to become Seniors; whether or not they attain that distinction. Secondly, w'e give our gigantic megaphone successfully used on the night of the Inter-Class Contest. 1915. I hirdly, to the ambitious aspirants of your class for oratorical honors, we liberally leave the babbling vociferosity employed by the head of our financial department in the extortion of certain funds required to defray the expenses incurred by that worthy body. To the Class of 1918 we bequeath to you. infant sister, an unfailing fund of that virtue. Stick-to-it-iveness, which is required to scale the lofty barriers and unsurmountablc obstacles encountered in the quest of knowledge. Secondly, to the weak-eyed members of your class we do will and bequeath the nine pair of plate glass optic-blinkers shattered by the piercing gaze of our worthy class president, during the four long years of his high school career. Io our honored faculty we do will and bequeath our heartfelt congratulations, on their physical and mental endurance and patience to tolerate the imbecility demonstrated by us during our High School Course. Having distributed our chattels to the best of our ability, and hoping we have forgotten none of our close relation, we close this document as our last will and testament on this thirteenth day of April. 1915. A. D.. legally endoiscd by the Class of 1915. Witnessed by Ross D. Rosenbercf.r. Paul C. Mathews. Jedd J. Corbett. 28M T 1 Jean By Marion Freeman WAS a bugler for a certain French infantry company. X Jean was the only name by which he was known to any reMPSfll one. The captain (who was a hero in more ways than 1 one, having won his cross of the Legion of Honor in Moroccan wars), had picked him up from the gutter one night, half-starved. It was a good thing that the company adopted him. otherwise his earthly career would have been greatly shortened. But the company did adopt him. and he became its pet and at the mature age of thirteen became junior bugler. He had learned the calls from the senior, who later left the ranks and Jean became junior in place of the one who had ! ccn promoted. On his fourteenth birthday his comrades presented him with a silver horn. His two special friends were the captain and the gruff old first sergeant. Raol Lambert. Lambert was gruff at the surface, but at heart was kind. He it was who schooled the lad in the modes of the soldiers. One day like a bolt from the blue sky the call to mobilization came. Germany declared war and the Uhlans began their now famous march on Paris. The regiment of which lean’s company was a unit was near the frontier and one of the first called into active service. After several days of marching and nights of rain the enemy was located. The hostile force was large, consisting of a strong cavalry screen of Uhlans and a powerful offensive force of infantry and artillery. The right wing of the German and the corresponding wing of the French army lay in a small forest. Jean’s company was in the forest. The whole division began to intrench when they found the enemy, although it was nearly night and they had marched a long way. In about an hour a shallow trench was completed. At dusk the artillery on both sides opened fire. But this was ineffective and in a short while had practically stopped owing to the gathering darkness. The French made a great mistake in not placing their searchlights immediately, for in the morning they found that the Germans had advanced and were strongly intrerched within nine hundred yards. At once a heavy rifle fire was opened up all along the French line to cover the bringing up of the reserves for a charge. Jean was awe stricken by this, his first battle. He felt a strong impulse to run away and ducked unconsciously as the bullets whistled past. Suddenly Lambert, near whom lean was lying, was struck in the head by a fragment of shrapnel. Then, terrified, the boy got up and ran as fast as his legs could carry him. But a long lean arm reached out and grabbed him. The captain (for it was he) slapped Jean square across the mouth with his gloved hand and spoke two words. “You coward! , With that, disdaining to look at the boy. he ran up to the trench. He crawled into some underbush nearby and lay there, sobbing. At noon the French charged. But the terrific countercharge of the Uhlans bore them back to the trenches with frightful loss. I here with stern doggedness they held the enemy in check until night, that great assuager of sorrows, closed over them with a blanket of peace. Soon the rifle fire had entirely stopped and nothing showed that two 29warring armies faced each other hut the intermittent booming of the nine centimetre guns, the arc described by a great searchlight sweeping over the sky. or the groans of the wounded and dying. At night Jean crept out from the copse and sought the captain. 1 he officer would have nothing to do with him, however, considering him a disgrace to the company. So the lad turned and ran. not knowing where nor caring, only desiring to get away from the sorrowful, accusing eyes of the captain. As he crashed through the woods, his bugle on its long cord twisted between his legs at every step. Suddenly a great pair of arms opened out in front of him and he stopped with a jerk. Looking up. he saw that the man was one of the hated Germans. Then he tried to break loose. He bit and scratched and kicked but the iron grip just held him tighter. Finally, out of breath, he subsided. Then the German spoke, in good French. Ah. you little cat! My. how you scratched. I’ve captured the first Frenchman, and he’s a bugler, too.” The soldier pressed a tiny whistle to his lips. In a moment two others came through the undergrowth. One spoke. “What have we here. Hans?” “I've been lucky, Johann. I just caught this little scratch-cat. You may see that he is a bugler and so quite a prize. You will have to take him to the guard-house.” rhe newcomer picked Jean up and carried him along in spite of his renewed kicking and scratching; but before they had gone very far some one stepped out in front of them. Whom have you there? demanded an authoritative voice. A little French bugler. Herr Captain. A bugler, eh? Well, some prize. I must say. The men saluted and walked on. At last they came to a rude hut with a guard before it. One of Jean’s captors opened the door and shoved him in. Pleasant dreams.” said the German as he we t out. Jean crawled back into the corner on some straw and tried to go to sleep: 30 but he could not as many tales of the dreadful Uhlans had come to his ears. So, restless. he waited the long night out. In the meanwhile the German captain who had met Jean while in the arms of the soldier, lit a cigarette and through the smoke wreaths tried to think of some way to help his country and incidentally himself. Presently he clapped his hands and spoke, half to himself, half to the fog that enveloped him. Iliat s the thing! What is the life of one French gamin to a German victory!” I hen he turned and went to his tent. In the morning the French reopened fire on the enemy. When the battel was hottest (about nine o’clock) the German captain went to the hut where Jean lay. seized him roughly and pulled him aong until they were well in the wood. They were so near the French lines that they could hear the officers giving the commands. The German suddenly jerked his automatic out and pressing it to Jean’s head, said, rhe retreat! Blow me the French retreat or you shall die!” Jean looked at him as if he did not understand. The officer took out his watch (a fine gold one) and spoke again. Blow me the retreat and you shall have this watch.” There was a faraway look in the lad’s dark eyes. He raised the bugle to h's lips. I he German cried: There, there, that s it—what ? The heavy bullet crashed through the boy’s brain for he had blown the charge! In the French line his old captain cried: Comrades, it is Jean s bugle. Forward along the whole line.” After a fierce charge the enemy was driven back. Then in a lull in the fighting the captain stumbled over Jean’s body. Sobbing he kneeled and pinned his own medal of the Legion on the boy’s breast. Then raising he cried in a broken voice: Comrades—Jean was no coward. He won the battle for us. He—play the—charge!”History of Class of 1915 By Lehr M. Davis N 1492 Christopher Columbus discovered America, a land of much promise—for wealth and a battle ground. America since that time has been raised to the highest esteem among all nations. In 1903 a certain primary teacher discovered something almost equally as great— namely, the future famous Class of 1915. So many little tots, with no cares of life and with little realization of their future prominence, began their duties that year. Time rolled onward but no one realized the importance of the fact that this class would be the far-famed Class of 1915. So matters were when we entered the Educational Palace on a gloriously bright morning of September in the year 1911. We had already begun to think ol our prominence, and now thought we were brilliant. But alas! Others saw differently. The class, although I still say it was bright and talented, was green, and so we chose our colors, “green and yellow —a perfect symbol of our brilliance. We also chose Von Spellman as the first President of that bunch of greenies as others saw us. But other people know not the advantages in being a Freshman. This year marked the arrival of a few more students, who were to share the honors in 1915. As Boxwell graduates six personages entered our midst—namely, Paul Carey, Grace Lewis. Paul Mathews, Beulah Powell. Agnes Smith and Nate Stober. All the aforenamed were welcomed with pride, for we knew they would not seek admittance if they were not worthy. This year also brought to us Thelma Stophcr from Oakwood. She is one who can always be depended upon. This year we were represented well in football for we sent three good men to the squad—Botkins, Florida and Spellman. I his year aso brought to view a class basket ball team which has since made many fine records. Our teachers this year were Mr. Brown, who gently reminded us several times (with his happy smile) of Crooksville and the natural phenomena surrounding that place; Mr. Hill, under whose stern guidance and efficient leadership we were almost not worthy to be; kind Miss Beiler, who gently poured out the Essentials in Latin upon our benumbed senses, and gentle Miss Galbreath. ever and anon persistently endeavoring to get us to spell our words correctly or to construct a sentence right. In January we were reminded that the Inter-Cass Contest was not far off. and that we should begin preparation for it. Accordingly we met in a distinguished assemblage and decided that our talented class should be represented by Irene Wilson, recitation, and Gertrude Mertz. short story. They immediately began to prepare for the fatal night. The evening of the contest came and a great flock of Freshies 31thronged the High School Hall at an early hour, to await defeat or glorious victory. One spectacular scene was the southwest window decorated gorgeously with latticed gieen and yellow crepe paper. How it attracted the attention of the upper-classmen! 1 he program began and was carried out in a profound manner. The judges' report came last on the program and afterward—ah! yes. afterward— sed quid ego haec antem nequiguem ingrata revolvo? Now comes our second year. We were Sophomores. Oh! how we had aspired to become such. Now we were able to look down upon under-classmen we had crossed the opponent's forty-yard line and were getting in shape to make an end run. This year we as a class became acquainted with Bertha Street. Ross Rosenberger. Frank Cussans. Homer Vanica and Dortha Sinkey. But as sorrow follows gladness we found to the extreme disappointment of all that Miss Galbreath had withdrawn her lovely face from the corps of teachers. She was replaced by one whom we at first thought was the ghost of Abraham Lincoln; but afterwards discovered it was the tall lengthy frame of V. T. Sheets. Another face was added also; that of Mr. Hinkle, who was always liked by everyone, and his kind and efficient teaching thrilled the class with that indescribable power which made each one wish to always be present in his classes. This year we were well represented on the gridiron, for we sent four members to the squad—the three of the previous year with the addition of Corbett. Our cass began to shine in athletics and some people began to think that was all the way it did shine. But when the Inter-Class Contest came again they soon changed their minds. This year the class elected the newcomer. Frank Cussans. as President of the class. When it came time to think about the Inter-Class Contest, we began to look around for debaters and finally after long deliberation we selected Frank Mercer and Homer Vanica. Irene Wilson again represented us with a recitation. Being rather more experienced wc were much more successful in our decorations and not only that, for we tied for the recitation, losing the debate to the Juniors. 32 All our contestants did splendidly and their best and we appreciated their work very much. Now we were prepared to enter the Junior year. We were Juniors at last. Now we belonged to that organization to which we had (when Freshmen) looked up to with awe and suspense. Now we could look back and see our foolishness and greenness. This year we missed the happy smile of Mr. Brown and the stern countenance of Mr. Hill; also in a few weeks’ time we lost the kind and gentle Miss Beiler, who was replaced by many until finally Mrs. Hickcrnell cot sented to take permanent charge of the Latin department. Mr. Brown was succeeded by Mr. Stage, a very competent gentleman, to serve as superintendent. Mr. Blue took Mr. Hill s place as principal, and we soon found him to be the very best kind of a teacher and principal. Mr. Sheets and Mr. Hinkle were still with us. Hiis year was the banner year for the admittance of new students. for our class took up the cares of the New Stark graduates. This delegation was made up by Walter Agin. Mary Blosser. Talmage Harshman, Ralph Neiswander, and Ruth Wolfley. These, together with Helen McCreery. Harry McFIroy and Ralph Klinglcr, comprised the addition to the class. We now began our year’s work by electing Ralph Klingler President. He served us faithfully to the end. Again wc furnished a great number to the football squad. Almost half the team was made up of Juniors. The same four who had served the year before again offered their services. We also found our help greatly appreciated for Jedd Corbett was unanimously elected captain of the eleven. The greatest event in this year of our school life was the Inter-Class Contest for the most ecitement was created over this than any other thing. As the class’s representatives in the debate we elected Frank Mercer and Walter Agin and for the oration. Paul Mathews received the honor. The contestants went to work with a vim andvigor that surprised us all. and justly were they rewarded for their persistent efforts and sleepless nights, for when the judges report was announced we were raised to such a high standard that we even looked down upon the Seniors and we had just cause to do so for we had defeated them in the oration and defeated the Sophomores in the debate and made the highest average of any class. Did I not tell you the same some time previous—that this class of 1915 was bright lWhen May came and the grade cards were passed out. O! What joy filled those faces. Darkness and sorrow found no home there We had almost attained the goal. We had become Seniors, an honor to which we had aspired for the three previous years. Through the summer every one was wondering if we would have an annual, who would edit the annual, who would be president of the class and who would be this and who would be that. I ime told, for after school had begun and we had become settled we elected Frank Mercer, our last president, and Walter Agin as editor of the annual. Now we had reached the highest department in the building. Others looked up to us as an example. We shouldered the responsibility and trudged onward. Now we began to realize that this was our last year together. We began to think of the trials and tribulations we would encounter in life’s pathway. Then it was that we understood why the Senior is much more dignified than other classmen. 3 Rosa Betzel. Vernice Kimmerly and Julius Bardelmeir comprised the addition to the class this year. Our new teachers were Mr. klliott. Mr. Harvey and Mr. Darby, while we lost Mr. Sheets and Mr. Hinkle. In January we elected our contestants for the Inter-Class Contest. Paul Mathews was unanimously elected as our orator, and Marion Freeman wras chosen to represent us with a short story. I hey immediately began their work of preparation. Nights of endless worry and days of eternal toil haunted them persistently. Peace was not with them until the night of the contest, when Freeman with a story not to be equaled and Mathews with an oration which was a masterpiece in itself, not to mention the matchless eloquence with which he delivered it. won a victory which will go down in the history of the Inter-Class Contests as one of the greatest in importance and thus constituting the second great victory in our High School career. And now as we put our shoulder to the wheel of life and push we find things come as older folks have told us—that life is not all made up of laurels. Thus it ends and I sincerely hope that we may all be happy and prosperous in our future life, and that this history may be the source of much enjoyment to my classmates in after years. 3Class Prophecy By George Robert Botkin Oh sweet summer day. So beautiful, so gay. If I were your equal in beauty I d ne’er fail to do my duty; And make myself a man. As I do wish to be; But I’ll do the best I can To dream this prophecy. guess I've reached it. Yet I did not realize this future then.—but I am all alone in this world.—just guess I’ll travel on.’’ As the shades of eye were falling. I plodded on Westward across the great prairie-like plain of South Dakota, nearly thirty miles distant from the beautiful spot left that morning; I was growing very tired when I saw just ahead of me a fine lay of grass, that was richly colored with a hue of deep green, ITis spot looked inviting to my weary bones, and with coat under my arm. increasing my stride I reached this fertile spot of the universe. I can surely have a peaceful rest here tonight, if the stars will only shine down upon me. This is an ideal place and the day has been a beautiful one. hence the evening ought to bless me with kindness.” As the last ray of the sun casts its light in the blue of the horizon on this beautiful August day. I lay down on the soft grass, in the still warm air. with my coat doubled over a stone, my head resting upon it. I fell asleep, with the twinkling stars my only admirers watching over me. I soon dozed into a deep slumber and was lost to the world of the living beings. 84 d I AWOKL. I caught a glimpse of sunlight through the battering lids of my eyes. I raised my body from the rest gotten through the warm night, but still remaining in a sitting posture on the ground with coat in my lap. I rubbed my eyes, then stretched with my arms extending their lull length from my shoulder, and over my head in a lazy sort of a way; but nevertheless the desired effects were accomplished. Now. feeling myself ready for breakfast. I proceeded to unrap-my light lunch which consisted of two large pieces of bread, spread with a thin layer of butter. This is my breakfast, all that I have ir. the world, with the exception of these old ragged clothes, hat with more space in holes than felt, but which furnishes good ventilation; and shoes that possess peep-holes for my toes. And still I consideJ myself lucky because I have a little spark of life remaining in my body. It kinda looks as tho the Lord has some respect and love for me or I would have crossed the bar long ago. Here I am. nothing but a bum. a tramp, come from semewhere but going to no place in particular. ’’When I was younger. I was on the road to some goal, and IAh! again I find a feeling of mental consolation creeping into my brain, sort of an itching feeling, then a great light beams out from the heavens; a ladder is being formed—Ah! the angels arc descending the ladder has finally reached the ground to where I am lying; the host of angels coming down to meet me. How strange—why is this? What am I to do? It’s a beauti ful sight, yet fear seems to rule my body. I am quite nervous, but I must fear nothing and arise to greet the angels; hundreds of them— as far as I can see. Gee! Heaven must be a glorious place; I wonder if the lo rd will forgive me of my wrong-doing in the past. I d like to go there. , By the time all this passed through my brain, the angel in the lead of the rest reached out her arms to meet me, and I immediately accepted her offer to take me to heaven. But how can I get to heaven? What good have I ever done on earth? The Lord surely hasn’t sent for me? But I II go—deal angel: no. I’ll not refuse. I’m no account to this world, so I might as well go to heaven while I have the chance. No. I won’t argue. I | go. Come on, and I grabbing her by the arm. started up the golden stairs toward heaven. We climbed up the broad stairs between two rows of beautiful angels who were smiling and singing praises unto the I-ord; which made me feel that He was the greatest character and ruler that anv man could see. And here am I. a tramp, an outest in the world, to have the greatest honor of all,—that of being in heaven with the Lord. As we reached the gates of heaven, they were flung wide open, and St. Peter with his golden staff in hand, greeted me with a low-bow and with one of those beautiful heavenly smiles, said. Welcome to our home, but just a minute until we change your garments and give you a pair of wings. We want you for an angel for several reasons; first, because you have such a beautiful voice. Yes. that’s right. St. Peter. I have.” “Second, because you’re just the right sue.” Yes, that's true. St. Peter, I weigh two hundred pounds. “Third, because we figure that since you were such a bright lad in High School you will surely make a brilliant angel. Yes. I was at the head of my class, St. Peter. “Fourth, and last, because we need you to bring your old schoolmates up to heaven (when they die) : that's all you have to do. Well. St. Peter. I’ll promise you that I won’t have a thing to do.” ‘Oh! by the way. St. Peter. I would like to walk over the heavens to see where all my old schoolmates are; I’ve lost trace of them. By this time I had changed garments and with my wings fastened on to my shoulders, I felt as though I was something. Well, come on. said St. Peter, and grasping my hand he led me down the glass pavement through the throng of angels who were all noticing me. or at least I felt as though they were, because I was a new angel. I was somewhat surprised when I looked through this glass pavement that it greatly magnified the earth and I couid plainly see some familiar places in the Eastern part of .South Dakota over which I had just traveled. We passed on over Iowa until we reached Des Moines, where I saw my old schoolmate of the Class of 1915—Paul Mathews yes. it was Paul not only posing, but really was a prominent judge and orator of the times. St. Peter says that Paul is visiting the city of Des Moines, but lives in Chicago. “He has a fine wife: she s at home; let’s go over because she also is a member of your old class. I’m quite anxious to see who she is, St. Peter: let s hurry over to Ch’cago. Well, what do you know about that! Mary Blosser! But I always thought Paul would win her heart and hand.” St. Peter, isn't that Talmage Harshman visiting Mrs. Mathews? Why. it is as sure as the Heavens are paved with glass. You sayshe is an old maid school teacher That's just what I thought she would be.” It was night time down on earth and darkness prevailed, but we walked over to the largest theater of Chicago where I saw with surprise Mme. Dorothy Sinkey with a large attentive audience before her. being charmed by the beautiful voice which had given Dorothy the honor of being the world’s greatest soprano. We then left Chicago and traveled all the way to Ohio above the Pennsylvania R. R. until we reached Lima, when to my surprise I saw another old maid from our class, but not a school teacher; instead it was the cashier at the Boston store; this was Gertrude Mertz. From Lima we turned our course toward Bluffton. When we reached that place. I watched with a little envy one of my old friends courting a Bluffton girl. Hesse Florida, who is a prominent merchant tailor over in my old home town. Again we changed our course—traveled south four, then east three miles and here I saw a familiar face, that of Nate Stober, who was washing his hands, getting ready for dinner. I was astonished to recognize his wife as an old schoolmate. Grace Lewis. They seemed to be happy, on their big farm. From here we traveled on over to Ada. When I reached the town, the old High School building seemed familiar and in the third grade I saw Bertha Street, teaching the pupils some of the things she had learned inside those walls. Over in the fifth grade I saw Vcrnice Kemmerly as an instructor; both she and Bertha were successful teachers. We then walked above Main Street to the Methodist church, then turned one block east where I gazed down upon a magnificent house. In this residence I saw a lady beautifully gowned, sitting before the fireplace. Well. well. St. Peter, there is Helen McCreery; you say she is married? Who could her husband be? He is a grocer? Sure, we will walk over to his store. I want to see him.” We arrived at the old stand of Povenmire. As I stooped over to see through the glass pavement, I saw Frank Mercer—sure enough. You know. St. Peter. I always thought Frank would turn back to his first love; I just felt it in my bones that he would marry Helen. How strange, it came true.” Just across the street, in the old Murray Block. I see Helen Russell and Ruth I remain as partners, being proprietresses of a beauty parlor. Did you know, St. Peter, that they can manufacture beautiful complexions on earth? It’s true, they can. We walked on over to the Spellman home, where we saw seated at the dinner table. Von. who had come home to rest up. Did you say, St. Peter, that he is a reformed baseball player, an evangelist as Billy Sunday was? Is that right? I noticed he just asked the blessing. Well. I’m glad to hear that, but it s news to me. But yet there’s a great many changes in the past twenty years. There goes Agnes Smith by in an automobile. Did she ever get married. St. Peter? She didn’t? So she’s a rich old maid, owns five large farms? Well, good for her; she’ll be able to catch a husband yet.” Look. St. Peter, there goes Julius Bardelmeier. flying over town in an aeroplane. There is another. What does that mean? Lehr Davis and Walter Agin in a biplane. You say Walter and Julius are in government service? Well, that means they can fly high. And Lehr Davis a great historian? Just what I expected. St. Peter.” We walked on over Ohio above Pennsylvania. In the conservatory of music in the University of Pittsburg I saw through the pavement as an instructor Miss Mary Wells. I hen walking over Pennsylvania into New York, near Rochester. I noticed Ruth Wolfley and Rosa Betzel, both married to dairy farmers, their husbands being in partnership. As we walked over New York City. I was very much astonished to see how much the town had grown. This is the place that they have roof gardens. I never could see how they were able to raisevegetables on the roof. Oh yes. there is one now; I see Paul Carey is proprietor. I didn't hardly know him: he is so fat.” On over Wall Street. Well, there is Jedd Corbett, a banker. What do you know about that. St. Peter. But I thought he would make good. . , . ,. . And there goes Marion Freeman. i ou say he is editor ot the New York l imes and a great author? Well. I m glad to hear As we walked over the residence section of the city. I got down on my knees to make sure that my eyes were not deceived. Kalph Klingler—and he owns a large publishing house, did you say. St. Peter? I thought he would some day and also believed he would marry Rhea Henrv—there she is—and laughing too. From New York we waked over New Jersey and Maryland to Washington. D. C. In the House of Representatives I see Ralph Neiswander. as sure as I'm in Heaven, and just across the room is Beulah Powell, another representative. Let’s walk over to the Senate. St. Peter. Who is that dignified gentleman sitting there in the Senate? Why. it is Will Wollam! a Senator from Ohio, sure it is! And there is Ross Rosenberger. Vice President of the United States. Married? Who did he marry. St. Peter? Why. I might have known he would have tied up with flrelma Stopher. We then walked out over the ocean; I saw a large steamer going toward New York from the southeast. As it passed under us I saw Jessie king, who was just returning to America from India, where she had been performing the duty of a missionary. We walked on above the ocean and turned our course slightly north. The icebergs made me shiver as I looked down upon them. “Did you say there was a wreck over yonder? I see the life boats filled with women. Who’s that afloat on a life preserver? It’s Frank Cussans. my old schoolmate, and the one who deserves more credit than any of our old class, adrift in the cold sea. So he has become a great chemist and is known all over the world? Well. St. Peter. I’m glad to hear that; I knew he would be known sometimes and recognized by all men as being of some great good. You say he won the Nobel prize last year for Chemical discoveries? Oh! I beieve he is losing hold on that preserver—he’s sinking. St. Peter! Did you say go down and bring him to Heaven? All right—I will open the door here, then fly down to him. I’m nearly to the water now; I’ll go down to the bottom and then return with him. ‘BOOR-r-r-r-r—I’m lying right in a puddle of water and the rain is pouring. I never thought it would rain tonight. I jumped up from my damp bed. plunging through the blinding rain and the intense darkness looking for shelter, but none was to be found. But I being a tramp must not envy nature in her little tricks. 37Launched, But Whither Bound Oration, by Paul Mathews HE great procession of mankind in its unnumbered millions is ever sweeping across the narrow stage of life, issuing, from a darkness in which they are not, and passing into a darkness in which they are no more seen. We watch that procession as it winds through the long centuries of history, and we note its most striking figures. Some arc Kings, who built pyramids, and some are Poets, with their garlands and swinging robes about them; ' some are great Discoverers, who enlarged the powers of man over the forces of nature; some are great Philosophers, who widened the limits of human thought. But it is not of such as these that the great procession is composed. Vast masses of it consist of a nameless throng—the poor, the ordinary, the average, the undistinguished; men whose little lives gleamed for a moment out of the eternities and then disappeared; men who lie in earth’s millions of nameless graves—the meaning and even the bare fact of their existence is much obliterated fiom all human history and from every human memory as thought it had been a speck of foam on the immeasurable sea; men who had launched, but were not victors of their course, but victims of the current, who were bound to destruction, not because of purpose to fail, but from a lack of purpose to succeed. Yes.—launched, but whither bound? What. I ask. will be the final anchorage of those who live only to gratify the mean and sensual egotism of a hungry, shivering self; of all whose lifelong example is deepening man’s feverish thirst for gold; of all those who have heaped for themselves riches as for a day of slaughter by oppression, robbery, or wrong; of all those who by the unlawful indulgence of their lowest passions have contributed to poison the lifeblood of mankind; of all whose words or writings have infected the stream of life with the leprous distilment of polluted thoughts; of all who have helped to degrade life from its sweet and serious sanctity into vulgarism and frivolity; of all who have flourished by the causes of human misery and ruin; of all the idle cumberers of the ground whose root has been as rottenness and their blossom gone up as dust—1 again ask. what will be their destination? They were launched at one time by some one. on the sea of life, but whither are they drifting? The world may give them fortunes or loud applause, but for the eyes of God the thistles of human loftiness have no elevation, and molehills cast no shadow. But. oh, with what unspeakable relief do we turn from those l ound for darkness, to individuals and nations who are bound in the right direction. In them is the healing of the world. History is brilliant with examples. But why should we go to foreign lands for illustrations when our own country is rich in proofs? Just think of it! When on the fourth day of July. 1776. thirteen states declared their independence, a new country was launched upon the world. Hie colonists hoped for the best, but would they their hopes realize? What was to be the future of this country? Was it to fulfill its mission or its destiny ? No wonder that many a man and many a woman asked themselves. “Launched, but whither bound?’’ Perhaps we can answer that question, at least better than the colonists, whose country had no past. We are charged. I know, with being given to boasting but this reproach must not deter me from speaking of the course the ship of state has followed. Two hundred years have hardly passed over us and we have redeemed from a savage wildness a realm with which European countries are dwarfed into provinces, and through every 38period of our history we have been pressing forward to an equality of rights and a freedom of institutions nowhere else known in the past or present times. The deliberate construction of a policy in which the idea of liberty is realized to a degree not dreamed of in other countries, is one of the grandest achievements of our history. Other governments, the creatures of chance and obstructed by the abuses of barbarous times, bear no such testimony to the energy and elevation of the public mind. Through this clear, bright, practical development of the principle of liberty, the United States, an infant country, growing up in a distant country has moved and quickened the civilized world. Iliis country has been launched by Providence for a twofold work, to spread civilization over a new continent, and to give a new impulse to the cause of human rights and freedom. A higher destiny has been granted to no people, and with all our imperfections we have accomplished our task with a force of thought and will unsurpassed in human history. In the progress of temperance, education, and religious sensibility in our land is there no impulse among us to fulfill the destiny the Father of Lights laid out for us? But American institutions like everything else have in themselves the seed of death if they are not properly exercised. When this great body of our citizens becomes afflicted with paralysis it is the easiest thing in the world for the strong and resourceful “boss by careful selection of his precinct committeemen—and other local workers all over his state to seize power—legislative, executive and even judicial. Where this has been successful the Republic no longer endures, the people no longer rule, an oligarchy rules in the name of the people. Where this is true the people deserve their fate. And so. young man. get right into the mix of things. if you do not expect this fate to overcome the entire country, you must Mark. I am speaking to you. young man. about to be launched upon a life of activity and strife. I am speaking to you. my friend, perhaps still doubtful about your career. I am addressing you. young man. about to leave the schools and embark upon life’s ocean. Soon our schools will launch thousands of them, whither are they drifting? If I close my eyes before my mental vision countless legions of stalwart youths pass in review, I see that multitude coming from our high schools, colleges and universities, and thronging the busy streets and villages throughout the land. Within a brief time they will become busy and important actors upon the stage of life. Oh. that each of them could clearly see his destination, that each of them would be bound for a haven of safety, contributing in a greater or less degree to aid in improving, extending, and perpetuating the civil, religious and literary privileges which we enjoy. Oh, my young friends, what more would we have if but through a deep valley of humiliation there still lies a path to the summit. We say that we are bound for a noble port. Let us then set our affections upon things above, not on things on the earth, for you see a life that is proud of earth would treat it as the dust under their feet. A life spent at the clerk’s desk, a life spent in the narrow shops, a life spent in the open field, a life spent in the laborer’s hut may yet be a life so ennobled with God’s loving mercy that for the sake of it a King might gladly yield his crown. 9Inter-Class Contest High School Auditorium Friday. March 19th. 7 P. M. Program Ck°ru$ ..................................Sen lor Girls Invocation Rev. BARDELMEIER Piano Solo, Song of Gladness .... ....... .DOROTHY Ames Debate—Resolved, That it is to the best interests of the United States Government to maintain a low rather than a high tariff. Afhrm Scott McCafferty, Ralph Williams, Sophomores Violin Overture. Henry Parlor LOUELLA Phillips Deny Merle Mertz. Warren Storer. Juniors Vocal Solo—Rose, R. E. Pagliara....... LUCILLE ANSPACH Original Story. KATHERINE SPELLMAN. Freshman Original Story Marion Freeman. Senior Piano Solo—By the Mountain Spring, Carl Bohn Khiva HARVEY Oral'on EtJ Main, Junior Oration Paul Mathews, Senior Vocal Solo—Love’s Tomorrow GERTRUDE TRESIZE Violin Obligato.............. LOWELL Snyder Reading Lois MATHEWS, Freshman Pauline Edwards. Sophomore Decision of Judges Trio—Overture. Lust Spiel. .......... Von Kelcr Beld Gertrude Mertz, Mary Wells, Rhea Henry Vocal Solo, Who Knows? Ernest Ball Paul Sells Violin Obligato 40 Mr. Silverstein41 Inter-Class Contestants Bottom Row—Paul Mathews. Senior oration; Merle MeRTZ. Junior debater; RALPH WILLIAMS. Sophomore debater; SCOTT McCaff-ERTY, Sophomore debater. Middle Row—Pauline Edwards. Sophomore reading; Katherine Spellman. Freshman short story; Lois MATHEWS. Freshman reading. Top Row—Warren Stoper. Junior debater: Marion Freeman. Senior short story; Eli MAIN. Junior oration.Lima, Ohio. April 12. 1915. Members of the Class of 1915:— Dear Friends:—It seems but a short time since we entered Ada High School together in September, 1911. It is indeed a pleasure to recall those days that passed away only too quickly and to congratulate you upon your graduation. My acquaintance with you during your Freshman. Sophomore and early part of your Junior year was most pleasant. I distinctly remember that the attitude of your class toward its new work that first day was of the same earnest character as of the rest of the High School. Each year brought us work and its pleasures — pleasures, yes — we at once think 4 of the funny experiences in preparation for our first Inter-Class Contest. But, “experience is a great teacher,” and your class could soon prove what it was capable of doing, both in artistic and mental ability at Contest time. I prize the association I have had with you and I am now pleased with your splendid Senior class. Your work that was done willingly and cheerfully was always commendable. Let me thank you now for your courtesy and kindness. In entering upon your new work, have an ambition and determination to succeed, always keeping before you only the highest ideals. With heartiest congratulations, I remain, Your friend, Ethel E. Bfjler.History, Class of ’ I 6 By Gladys Bresler HE beginning of the school year. September. 1912. marks the date of an important event in the history of Ada High School. The present Junior Class joined the mighty throng of strugglers along the flowery path of knowledge! For some of the new freshies it was hard to find the class rooms, but after drifting about for a week, attending wrong classes, missing the right ones and numerous other incidents, the Freshman class finally became established and began its course. The inter-class contest which might rightly be termed the event of the season, was not entirely successful this year. We lost the short story and tied in the recitation, but on the whole the contest was real exciting. Our teachers this year. Mr. Brown, Mr. Hill, Miss Beiler, Mr. Sheets and Mr. Hinkle seemingly approved of our work, for at the end of the term they signed up our promotion cards and we were no longer Freshmen but Sophomores! This year brought some changes in our faculty. With Mr. Stage as superintendent and Mr. Blue as principal we started in on our new term. Other members of the faculty were, Mr. Sheets. Mr. Hinkle. Mrs. Hickemeli and Miss Souder. The enthusiastic class spirit shown this year made our Inter-Class contest an exciting and enjoyable event, although it did not result entirely in our favor. We lost the debate and won the recitation. This year passed quickly and at last we realized that we were Juniors! To write the history of our present is somewhat difficult, not be- cause nothing of importance has happened this year, but because it is rather hard to write about something to which a definite conclusion cannot be given. So far in our High School career we have tried to act in a manner becoming to the class and to be a credit to our school. Our present teachers are Mr. Stage. Mr. Blue. Mrs. Hickemeli. Miss Souder. Mr. Harvey. Mr. Elliott and Mr. Darby. We are hardly in a position to express our opinions of them until the end of the last semester. During our three years in High School we are glad to know that our class was always well represented in athletics, and as we are all aware of what our school is able to do along this line we are glad to know that our class did not shirk. Now in our advanced years of high school life we hope that we have benefited others as well as ourselves, and that at our graduation next year our 1916 star will shine out brightly among the other stars of the Ada High crown. The contest has occurred since the history was written, and as it would not be well to omit anything so important, we will just add a paragraph. As Juniors we were supposed to represent our class in the oration and debate. We won the debate and made a close run on the oration. The contest was well supplied with class spirit which bubbled over quite frequently during the contest, but at the banquet which followed, class distinction was done away with and a general good humor prevailed. 45Junior Class Roll Paul Adam Herbert Jamison Gladys Brcslcr Loyd Krofft Harold Bennet Mabel Lantz Ethel Bardelmeier Lester Long Ruth Cantrell Iva Long Ruth Clark Martha Minshall Tom Cunningham Faye Moore Chester Ferris Virgil May Fern Freed Merle Mcrtz Carl Holman Eli Main Elmer Hammer Elizabeth McElroy Irene Huggett Esther McElroy Clcah Henry Eva Poling Blodwyn Jones Louella Phillips Frances Russell Foster Diehl Dewey Slusscr Maurice Elder Ross Sanderson Muriel Franklin Ruth Spellman Marian Franklin Harriet Smith Reed Fields Paul Sells Dean Fields Warren Storer Donald Friedly Bernice Thut Cecil Ridgeway Vivian Tobias Mathew Robinalt Helen rhompson Cleo Shanks Eva Welsh Frances Shanks Mabel Wolfrom Dayle Spar Cora Wolf ley Anna Stamhaugh Ralph Williams Merwin Smith Hazel Solomon Daisy Porter 46By Tom Cunningham Chet (falling over Long’s feet, creating a great noise). Miss Soudcr—What do you think this is. a circus? Harvey—What is meant by sidereal time? Newt—Time in Siberia. Dunk—(Signalling to Willie across the room). Elliot—Paul, this is no bugle corps. Miss Souder—What do you think of Sir Roger? Carl H.—He was a good sport. Reminiscent Faye—After all. Clutter was the best friend I ever had. YOU’LL KNOW ’EM Blue—“That’s the psychology of it!” Harvey—“Git the idee!” Jake and her frat pin. Bennet without a bunch of books. Spots has a boil. (Boyle) SLOW. (RATHER) Dayle Spar as a witness in a damage suit against a Railroad, fudge—Now let’s hear your side of the case. Dayle—Well, your Honor, we were walking along the railroad. I was on one track. Ferris on the other. A train coming cn my track whistled and I got off. A train on Ferris’ track whistled but on account of the train passing on my track I didn’t see Ferris get off. Then I looked for Chet but didn't see him. I walked on a little piece and saw Chet’s hat lying on the ground. A little farther. I saw his arm; and a little farther his head and I said to myself, My Gawd, sumpin must have happened to Chet.” And that’s all I know about it. Your Honor. POETICAL I went to the big Kenton Fair. I saw Blue and Anna there. Said she to Herbert Where shall we go?’’ To the merry-go-round and the big side show.” Esther Mac to Thelma Stopher. You know Thelma. I shall nevei marry.' Marian Franklin talking to Faye Moore—“I didn’t know Frank Mercer’s mouth was so big, but I like him just the same. What is so rare is a day in June—Maurice Elder with a girl. The great ornithologist, Harriet Smith, has just added to her already extensive collection, a rare specimen of the heron family. (Herren) LATE BUSINESS ENTERPRISES Clum’s hackline to Bluffton. Ralph Williams has taken over half interest in the U. U. cigar factory. Muscle Wollam serves a« night clerk (especially Saturday and Sunday) at Phillip’s Inn at Forest Ohio, having purchased an interest in the same.4849History, Class of ’ I 7 By Ruth Snyder N A bright September morning in 1913 the doors of the Ada High School opened to admit a group of forty-seven timid freshmen. With looks of awe we wandered from the assembly room to the different class rooms, painfully conscious of the fact that we were only miserable, lonely little Freshmen. We looked up to the big Seniors with the feeling of reverence, for all the Seniors knew just when and where to find their classes and often would direct us when we got confused. 1 h first few weeks of those unaccustomed studies seemed very difficult for us but soon the difficulties seemed to grow lighter and the tasks easier and all the bashfulness disappeared. The teachers seemed to possess kind personalities and our minds were no longer mere machines. New friends made the hours pass quickly and soon we felt as much at home as the Seniors. The other classes began to realize that the boys and girls who would make the class of 191 7 were not any greener or more bashful '.han they themselves had been. They began to sit up and take notice of us, to seek our advice and follow our plans. Now that same bunch of students forms the noted Class of 1917. We. the members of that illustrious class had not yet discovered ourselves on that September morning in 1913. Soon the football season came and our class sent two strong players to the team. The team made the best record ever that season. Our two men did some fast and skillful playing that helped greatly. One of the fastest players in the basket ball team was a freshman boy. Our class elected Scott McCafferty. class president: Marian Franklin, vice president; Dorothy Hayden. Secretary and Harold Harmon, treasurer. Days and weeks flew like minutes and soon February had come and the Freshman class would be represented by a reading and a short story in the Inter-Class contest in March. So Marian Franklin was chosen for the reading to compete with Blodwyn Jones. a Sophomore and Ruth Snyder for the short story to compete with Ethel Warren, a Senior. Both of our opponents were noted for much talent so the enthusiasm of our class ran high. f inally the long-planned-for night came and the auditorium was crowded with enthusiastic pupils and their no less enthusiastic friends. 1 he freshman window was decorated in blue and gold, our class colors, and a iarge electric sign reading Freshmen. All the members of the program acquitted themselves admirably. The contest was very close. We were very proud of our reader who gave her selection in a pleasing manner, only losing to the Sophomores by a small margin. The Freshmen were wild with joy when it was announced that they had won the short story against such a formidable opponent as the Seniors. We all thoroughly enjoyed the banquet that followed. I ime sped swiftly on and one afternoon in May. Mr. Blue handed out the grade cards and we were Sophomores! When we returned to school the following September we found another bunch of boys and girls who arc now the Freshies. Our class is composed of forty-two members this year who have been doing very effective work in the classroom. The Sophomores believe that variety is the spice of life, so at one of our class meetings we changed our class colors to red and green. We contributed four men to the football team, whose work was highly praised. There was one Sophomore on the boys’ basket ball team; also one on the girls' basket ball team. For our contestants in the Inter-Class contest we have chosen Pauline Edwards for the reading and Scott McCafferty and Ralph Williams for the debate. We are all boosting our contestants and hoping that they may be victorious. Since the above writing we won a victory in the Inter-Class contest by defeating the Freshmen in the reading. For two days before the contest, three Sophomore flags waved over the High School Building. 50Class Officers President Roger Dunlap Treasurer President (Resigned) ................ Scott McCAFFERTY Secretary CLASS ROLL Harold Harmon Ruth Snyder Sophomore Lucille Anspach Everett Buchele Ruby Bowers Orville Baughman Leonard Cummans Elizabeth Conkle Russell Clum Hazel Carey Goldie Cotncr Catherine Davenport Roger Dunlap Pauline Edwards George Fulks Frank Ferris Leon Fitzpatrick Roland Haines Harold Harmon Dorothy Hayden Opal Herr Khive Harvey Roscoe Klingler Hazel Kimble Jessie Klinglrr Robert McWilliams Lura McKill Carl McGinnis Scott McCafferty lone Ream Jennings Stambaugh Faith Shanklin SOPHOMORE FOLLIES By Scott B. McCafferty Mark Shanklin Von Schlester Iva Sword Ruth Snyder Pearl Thut Margery Warren Raymond Welker Levi Williams John Wells Willard Watkins Ralph C. Williams A face wreathed in smiles is better Exams are hard. Finals are worse. Golden Text Class Slogan Reminders Than a mansion wreathed in holly. Use your book. SAFE I Y FIRST. George Fulks at Findlay vs. Ada basket ball game:— Oh! did Doc” Donaghy make a basket? Everet Buchele. No he tackled the left guard, put out the catcher, roasted the umpire, sat on the referee, kicked goal, made a three-base hit. and ended the pole vault with a home run, and a touchdown. Faith Shanklin entering the Assembly room:— with all sails set. splitting the brine at about 60 knots an hour, she fires a salute from the star-board guns, shifts her cud. and finally drops anchor before the arch beam, in a safe harbor. 51Favorite Songs Roger Dunlap I love the girls but they don’t love me.” Roscoe Klinger............ ”Oh. you great big beautiful doll.” Jennings Stambaugh...............................“I |0ve the ladies. Things We Have Seen Watkins and Wells .............................. Prize Fight. Haines taking Pauline Edwards to the game op s: On High School Building. And Jamison taking her home. Things We Haven’t Seen. Raymond Welker................. without a Ford book in his pocket. Orville Baughman ............... Now while there has been many funny things happened in this brilliant nine months’ career of the Sophomore cass there has also been many serious things happened, for instance, three of its members have suffered intense agony with the mumps, namely Pauline Edwards. Scott McCafferty and Hazel Carey. THE Geology is a science very new. Taught first by Elliot and then by Blue. In a new red book is enrolled so bright, Two fair girls and I 4 young knights. The boys are always meek and bright. The girls arc never out at night. Now for each one I’ll try to say, Something that will mark his very way. Leonard Cummans............................. when he wasn’t broke. ...........in a sanitary condition. Dorothy Hayden to Marian Franklin Say Marian do you think I really love Harry?” Marian:—“Of course you do Dorothy it s as plain as the nose on your face.” Now in closing we think we could find nothing more fitting or appropriate than the following little poem written by an unconscious poet in a moment of ecstacy. POEM Leon and Jennings are never awake. But somehow their grades they always make Von plus John the currents resound. And from a battery they make power rebound. Doc. coaxed “Fuz to help fly our flag. And up sprang trouble from those rags. Ferris and Willard are Critics bold. But their therios is said to contain mold. 525354History, Class of 1 8 By Dorothy Foley N SEPTEMBER 1914. a class of world wide fame entered the High School portals. Noted for its wisdom and ability, the pride and joy of all the teachers, this class blossomed forth in all its glory. It was the famous class of 1918. best author could not portray our history in a way that would do us justice; no historian could reach the heights we have attained, nor impart to others the vast import of our wisdom and knowledge; even the haughty Seniors cannot compare with us in solving the momentous problems of today. This illustrious class is compoesd of about fifty-two staunch and loyal members. Our class was represented by several athletes who attained the position of regulars on the various High School Teams, and these stars won fame for themselves and their class. The class officers have managed very dextrously the class buiness. and under the steady guidance of President John Cochran we are giving the other classes a merry chase. We have sent able contestants to the front to battle for the Honors of the Inter-Class contest and we hope for a sweeping victory, for. True worth wins. It is the aim of all to live up to our Motto and keep our banner flying until w’e have reached the top rung of the ladder. We do not study to gain literary education only, but general efficiency is our slogan. If the history of this brilliant class was written in its glowing splendor. several volumes would be necessary, but space forbids. We must portray our unconceivable deeds in the meagerest space so we end this history with a cheer for the class of 18, the best class that has ever been in the A. H. S. Long live the class of 1918! Merle Agin Dorothy Ames Clayton Bushong Esther Blosser Gaius Baumgardner Homer Baransy Estella Bailey George Baughman Ruth Cronbaugh Roy Cronbaugh Mollie Cummans I eroy Cotner John Cochran CLASS ROLL Freshmen Robert Darnell Audrey Dally Lucinda Eversole Dorothy Foley Hazel Elzay Edna Haley Howard Kirby Leo Klingler Carl Klingler Scott Lantz Bernice Lantz Pearl Lewis Lorcne Montgomery Edith Miller Inez McGlumphey John Me Elroy Mary McWilliams Arlie Matheny Wilma McGinnis Lois Mathews Harold Patterson Aletta Parshall Lelia Rockey George Rothrock Lowell Snyder Belva Sherry Fannie Sheller Katherine Spellman Theresa Slusser Ellis Stuart Mary Sleesman Gertrude Tresize Irvin Thomas Helen Wright Ho Wollam Harold White Paul White Truman Wolgamuth Starling Longenecker 55Freshmen Jokes Mr. Blue ( in English history class) : The English are great people for ships. They have great ships now and are building larger ones every year. Howard Kirby: Yes, and they’ve got a new steam- ship now that's run by electricity. ¥ ¥ ¥ Tile other day as George Rothruck was playing “tin can shinney on the ice, he fell down and was hit on the nose. An onlooker remarked that it couldn’t have hit him any place else. ¥ ¥ ¥ Miss Souder: “What figure of speech is this? ‘My hours in school are very pleasant’.” Merle Agin: Irony. ¥ ¥ ¥ Mrs. Hickernell: What case is lacte (milk)? Mollie Cummans: Smearcase. ¥ ¥ ¥ (Ellis Stuart, on starch making) : Starch making will go on as long as the sun shines, but as soon as the sun stops shining, starch making will stop.” ¥ ¥ ¥ Mr. Harvey (in Algebra class) : “Inez, you may ex- plain your problem now.” Inez McGlumphey: “Well, you take 2 X plus 7 and — and — ‘O Shoot,’ I can’t explain it.” ¥ ¥ ¥ FAVORITE SAYINGS George Rothruck — That was a pretty one.” Lowell Snyder — “He’s a darb.” Inez McGlumphey — O Shoot. Homer Baransy — “O, you’re kidding me. Lorene Montgomery — “What. Scott Lantz — “Homer bothers me.” Carl Klingler — I should worry.” Leroy Cotner — “Tee — hee — hee. ¥ ¥ ¥ It is said that Harold Patterson's hair is turning white from studying too hard. 56 ¥ ¥ ¥Class of 79 Kate Baker (Shanahan) Hattie Beans Mina Cochran Jennie Cochran (Garlinger) Lillie Emery Millie Friedly (Mosier) Mattie Gardner George E. Kelly Retta Kidd Emma Melhorn (Cook) Elmer Mosel Ewing Stumm Dora Thompson Jennie Wood No Class Graduated in 1880 Ida Campbell Franc C. Cunningham Mason E. Cunningham May Davisson Anna Friedly Alf D. Gill CLass of 81 E. E. Helms J. W. Hill W. H. Kelly E. E. Obenour G. J. White Rilla Williams E. D. Cook Mattie Mustard Etta Cardot Belle McElroy Class of ’82 Anna Elliott S. W. Noggle D. C. Nelson Noah H. Stull Class of '83 E. E. Helms Daniel Griner Theresa Gonser Joseph W. Gilmore Nora Stumm (Stewarl) Class of '84 Mabel Burton Anna Breen Stella Converse (Summers) Glenn Dukes P. K. Hanley Madie Harmony (English) Harry Young Ilo Morris W. L. Poling Will Trump Class of '85 Reilly Adams Lulu Black Maggie Botkin Florence Cunningham (Mc-Coppin) Pet Dennison (Shadley) J. C. Hershey Deceased Abbie McKean Carrie Me Elroy (Steimen) Will Reece James Pomeroy Jennie Preston F. Grant Porter Hester Walters (Hetrick) 57 Nathan MelhornClass of ’86 Delia Bastable Maddie Lachance Frank Davenport Lee Turner Amy Henkle Edwin Umbaugh John T. Wiley Class of 87 Mary Gilmore Viola Gonser Grant Gilmore Stella HufT (Tracy) Daisy Lowry (Horner) Orion E. Leinard J. D. Matthews J. F. Matthews Lavina Rayl Guy C. Stumm Class of Fannie Beatty Kate Breen Mollie Breen Carrie Black Anna Carter Hope Charles (Wilcox) M. Ross Charles Lyman Conner Cora Grafton (Edwards) Britto Griffin Samuel Kelly I-aura Young 88 May Kemp (Tobias Sadie I ehr (Kennedy) Hattie Lehr Emma I einard Lizzie Meyer (Hunton) Jennie Patterson Jay Ream Judson Reese Stella Scott Clem Wilson Maude Wilson Class of ’89 Ora De Witt (McClintock) Mabel Ewing Frank Garwood Sadie Gilmore Florence Garrett (Ewing) Charles E. Hutchinson Allen McClish Roland P. Rice John E. Sharp May Storer Maude Turner Mollie Hill Deceased Retlie Johnson Ida Umbaugh Mabel Lewis (Shelly) Earl Watt Clara Willard (Irey) Class of ’90 Will Baker Nona Breen Charles W. Cunningham Laura Geesaman (Mason) J. A. Huff Edward Kennedy I- ma Leinard Hattie Morrison Lizzie Patterson Rose Patterson Ethel Park (Gregg) Samuel D. Povenmire Luella Rayl Everett Rayl Etta Souder Clyde Sharp Maggie Vanatta Charles Wood Gertrude Wanamaker Class of Jennie Anspach (Sanderson) Ethel Atkinson Lester Byrnes Donna Bryte Maude Croney (McMahan) Bessie Farrar Kittie Grafton (Mathias) Class of Alice Anspach (Duffield) Flora Anspach Eva Clark Fritz Evans Letha Friedly W. E. Dickinson Alta George (Longcnecker) Maggie Hanley ’91 MoIlie Hill John Kennedy Grace I.andon (Binkley) Maggie Mohler Matilda Richeson Samuel Storer Berte Wells (Marty) •92 Maggie Meyer (Lazier) Winnie McDermott (Keller) Emma Walters (Wise) Vera McDowell (Stockstill) Mayme Noggle (Marty) Neva Patterson Daisy Russell (Henderson) Clyde WillardJoseph Kelly Rhoda McEroy (Ward) Roy Wallick Lulu Young (McAteer) Class of 93 Mamie Anspach Melvin Allen Callic Burkett Ross Bodge Ota Clayton Bertha Darst (Stewart) Pearle Elberson (Johnson) Sophia Felker E. L. Geesaman Della James graduating class that year. Berte HufTord (Young) Lulu Loyd Lizzie McLaughlin (Poling) Lucinda Marshall B. L. Oberlin Lulu Rice (Norton) Willa Stumm Helena Schindewolf Mary Thompson Course extended in 1894; on Class of ’95 John Franklin Allen Charles Black Benjamin F. Conner Bertha Clum (Runser) Thea Engle Lelia Edwards (Beery) Grace Garwood Marne C. Gerkey Clara D. Gastinger Carl J. Griner Emma R. Hippenhamcr (Lantz) Laura Hutchinson Rufo S. Henry Effie Keifer Della Yates (Baulch) Bertha Koche Bertha M. Landon Evelyn Landon Mabel C. Laughlin Ollie M. Lcinard t Sanderson) Marne McClelland Mary M. McGregor Ilo McDowell Tichnor) leannette Noggle (I .amp) Roy J. Park Daisy D. Stockwell (Bodge) F.spy K. Shurtz Lenora M. Turner (Motter) Ralph H. Woods Carrie Young (Ihompson Deceased Class of ’96 Bessie Given Mary Luella Graham Verda Marie Head Ivetta Loyd (Babcock) Florence P. Lauer Huldah Marshall (Klingler) Kmarilla McClish Sheldon D. Peterson J. Franklin Ream Ora Ream Grace Van Orsdale Class of ’97 Della Anspach Mark D. Bently Laura C. Crist Anna M. Kelly Clifford F. Landon Charles Meyer Cloyd Poling Inez Rowles (Dorr) Clifford Rothrcck Bertha Dobbins (Brecheisen) Harry Gray Frances Breen (Emery) Annette Christopher Frances Cronbaugh Jessie Campbell (Buchanan) Lilly Campbell Antoinette Felker Nellie Garwood Raymond Sharp Grace Hyndman (lams) Maudc Hite Floy Henry (Gault) Huber Lowry Mayme E. Gibson Cora Kemp (Smull) Cora L. Poling Hcrmae Povenmire (Black) Harlo M. Povenmire Mary Schwint (Miller) Marie Richardson (Hanson) Elda A. Rice Anna L. Ries David Yoder Jay Leach Ona McElroy (Binckley) Bert McCandlish Emmett G. Morris Grace Nichols (McLaughlin) Esther Owens Ivy P. Rothrock Virgil States Odessa Spangler Florence Schindewolf (Moser) Nora Wallick Class of ’98 59Class of ’99 Marion Bascom Addie Bascom Daisy Blosser (Yoder) Merlin Black Joe C. Conner Madge Comrie (Rhonemus) Herbert M. Church Cleone Eifert (Bodge) Bata Harmon (Killen) Mary Huston (Pegg) Anna Huff (Wycoff) Ruby Wo Mayme Kanode (Taylor) Nellie Lloyd (Walgamot) Elberte Loper Pearle Noggle (Byer) Cyril Neff Nea Patterson (Rhodes) Josie Rice Fred C. Sells Orchie Snyder (Beals) Wilner Seaver Fawn Wilson (Pender) ( Keeney) Class of Mary Ash Edith Aldrich (Miller) Myrtle Aldrich (Hanna) Jesse Allen Chloe Anspach (Farrell) Maude Brewer (Moore) James Breen Carl Boone Owen Blosser Bonna Conner Wilbur Carey Vane Clotts Emma De I ong Raymond Deal Ray D. Welch Edna Eifert 1900 Alma Montgomery (Freshwater) Frank McElroy Ray Marty Edith Morris Blaine Noggle Nona Owen Eldayle Owen Zulu Patterson (Sager) John Rowles Anna Ream Clifford Rutter Helen Reiley Harry Rothrock Leo Routson Edith Smith (McMichael) [ 6 Elizabeth Hildebrand (Stevens) Otho Hesser Warren Hickernell Jessie Hill (Allen) Jessie Hagerman (Gregory) Minnie Kennedy (Cryder) Bessie Saurer Class c Mattie Boone (Wilcox) Arthur Brewer Arba Bosseman Bessie Cessna (Davis) Frederick G. Charles Claude Cronbaugh Albert Dean I -elia L. Degl er Lola Foss (Rothrock) Laura Gerkey Anna Gastinger (Aurand) Nellita Griner Edward C. Head Myrtle E. Johnson Harry B. Kanode Effa E. Vert Edna Schindewolf (Christie) Luella Van Orsdale (Johnson) John Weir Emmett Watkins Rhea Welsh Maude Yates (Van Vlerah) 01 Merrill Loveland Lloyd S. McElroy Harold A. Neff Ross B. Oberlin J. Webster Patterson Carrie Yates (King) Fred K. Russell A. Dale Rothrock Bertha Rothrock (Turner) Winifred Rutter (Taggart) Walter A. Stumm Anna Shanks (Cronbaugh) Zulu Schertzer (Nichols) Mabelle Schwint (Douglass) Maude Turner (Alford) deceased Class of 02 Paul Anspach Julia A. Ash Claire Beverleigh Mabel Brewer (Campbell) Bessie Brewer (Lyons) E. Ray Blosser Auda Johnson Bertha King Maude Kerr Grace Lautzenheiser (Patterson) D. Edward WilliamsRebekah M. Coolidge Edith Dearth (Houchin) Zeph B. Campbell Leah H. Kidd Jessie Amelia Eifert Frances Felker (Hetrick) Clyde Foraker Edward C. Felabaum Ruah C. High Hazel Hagerman (Campbell) Class ■ Raymond C. Boone Carl T. Bauman Hazel B. Bentley Deblenna Clutter Ralph Clabaugh Deceased J. Edwin Dobbins Elsie D. Dearth Sidney C. Elliott Bertha Fantz (Davies) George Garrett George Gilbert Mary Grubb Sadie J. Harris Rhoda G. Hammer Ada Kanode (Carey) Floyd E. Logee Leroy Laughlin Gratten McDowell W. C. Meyer Mary I. Mahan Donna Miller Debritto Martin (Hindall) Esther Poling Verge Rothrock (Marshall) Edythe M. Reilly Clifford Smith Loy E. Sneary Maude E. Smith Earl W. Templeton Kernan B. Whitworth 03 Grace Mann (Aldrich) Madaline McElroy Virgie Miller (Enterline) Elva M. Moore Elmer Neubert James Parshall Cleone Patterson (Reifen-snyder) Ray Rothrock A. Ream (Hare) Clyde E. Sidener Sarah Stinebrenner (Brownlee) Fern Smith (Arnold) Mollie Stith (Price) Marla Snyder (Ruffe) Edith M. Stead Anna E. Sherlock Glaga Wilson Mae Wooley (Vestal) Class of ’04 Elizabeth Ash (White) Flora McLaughlin (Neal) Charles G. Aldrich Mabel Moore (Motter) Ray Anspach Grace Neubert (White) Heber L. Bales Ethel Obenour Chloe Black Neil M. Patterson Ilo Borden Viola Ream (Philpott) Elza Clum Irma Rutter Evelyn Davidson Flossie Rothrock (Harmony) Harry Davis Charles E. Stumm Ilo Dearth Opal Shuster Hazel Dobbins Rose Stage Leslie Foraker Myrtle Turner (Payne Helen Hickernell (Mee) Idessa Turner Ralph Hill Esther Wright Joe H. Hill Mary Wilson Nellie Huston (Dow) Nelson Yates Eva Kindle (Alexander) Dwight Y'oder Floyd Marty The course of study was again Maggie Mahan enlarged in 1905 and no class Ethel Meeker (Morrison) graduated that or the following ceased year. Class of ’07 (Latin Course) Chloe Pratt Berta Ash Paul R. Price Cloe Botkin (Bickerton) Imogene Pepple Iva Clevenger Paul R. Rothrock Helen Campbell (Fisher) Paul Sanderson Nellie Fields (Lindsburg) Rachel Smith Norman W. Freund Vergon Smith Rowena Johnston (Smila) Floyd Turner Anna Loveland (Rother- Opal Welsh (Hickson) mund) Warren WagnerRoy Marty Ruah Matthews (MeNeal) Annabellc Mohr (Runser) Carl Oberlin Class of (Latin Course) Elizabeth Guisinger (Wynne) Elizabeth Hickerncll (Meighen) Helen Meyer (Smith) Carrie Wiseley Florence Mahan (Cloyd) Deceased Donald Maglott Hazel McElroy (Jamison) Ruth Woodard (Ireland) Lois Price Elta Rothrock (Thurston) Class of (English Course Kent Anspach Guerdon Bryant Don S. Cunningham Clyde Carey Clinton Dobbins Floyd M. Elliott Alden M. Elliott Esther Hawes Alma Miller (Repasz) Karl Meyer (English Course) Beatrice Donovan Dale E. Ernsberger Bruce Landon 08 Beatrice Snyder (English Course) Frank Pierre Hill Vesta Jennings (Cramer) Paul Longsworth Mayme Morrow (Milar) Ross Rosenbloom William E. Ream Homer Rutledge Mary Ream John Stambaugh Dale Shurtz Ray Tressel Cora Templeton 09 Olin Price Martha Rayl Eugene Turner Nellie Wilson (Latin Course) Paul Ernsberger Mona Harmon (Curl) Elizabeth McGuffey (Conrad) Mahala Pease Ruth Souder 62 Donna Shook Clara Mahan Leota Matheny (Gcrvenack) Class of 10 (Latin Course) Neil C. Anspach Burl S. Brown B. L. Beagle Eva Ernsberger Frank D. Henry Eunice Millar Alta Mann Howard W. McMillen Eugene Preston Paul Vergon Smith E. E. Simon Max Shawakei Stella Steinmetz (Fawcet) John Tetlow Merlin Holman Irene Pepple English Course Howard J. Bentley Daisy Burnette Clyde L. Deeds Hazel Hartwell Charles Montgomery Harold McElroy Don McDowell Eugene Peterson Lenora Ream Maude Wolfrom Albert E. Warren Class (English Course) Neal H. Deeds Harry E. Dobbins Charles Garrett Harold Foss Syl via Mae Moore Maude Morrow Harry A. Myers Ruth W. Parlette Mae Ziller (Latin Course) Zelma Idella Borset OF ’1 I Zelpha May Briggs Eugene C. Ewing Charles W. Hickernell Harry B. Hill Russell J. Meyer Guy H. Moore Ralph H. Mcrtz Nettie Millar Frank W. Sanderson Dora Pearl Meyer B. Scott YoungClass of (English Course) Verda Black Dale A. Carey Vergil G. Cook Ralph Z. Etherton Ilo Rutter Chelsea Smith (Latin Course) William Forest Bowers Howard R. Barnes Elsie Lois Hawes Class (Latin Course) Pauline Abt Robert S. Byron Pearl M. Baughman Mabel Bowersmith Helen Crafts Guillermo P. Clutter Helen M. Ewing Ignore McAdams Harriet B. Miller l eota Mahan 12 Cora Knight Cora Belle Luft Elvin D. Matheny Claud Revere Neiswander lone Claudine Price Fern Lucille Rothrock Ella Kathryn Rothrock Imogene Runser Ruth Lillian Shaw Margaret Agnes Welsh Jesse Wilson 13 K. Paul Abt R. C. Arnold Edna Mae Cronbaugh Lloyd B. Ernsberger Ruth Augusta Fulks Hazel Eunice Haines Robert N. Land fair Justin Ward McElroy James Nirum Ma;n Ethel McElrov Lela Marie McElroy 6 Neil R. Poling Charles Eugene Sanderson Ruth Shuster Kathleen Zitt (English Course) Elzie L. Adam Harry F. Schoonover Harold G. Short Kathryn Shuster Norris Guy Byron Wells Dean E. Wolgamot Class of 14 (English Course) Alberto Brice Clutter Noble Berton Hopkins Charles Victor Huston Sinclair Jameson Bryce Vivian Mann Nellie Matheny Harold Hurst Monteville Lucille Russell Winfield Randolph Scott (Latin Course Zeno Wayne Adam Alma Kathryn Ames Laurel A. Anspach Helen Mae Barnes Lola Olive Cotner Neta Beth Dobbins Ruby Ruth Dearth Elda Amanda Ford Harold Byrns Freeman Minnie Kathryn Klingler Cyrille Margaret McDowell Michael Edgar Neiswander Byron Eugene Neiswander Cora Agnes Packer Edgar Allen Park Mary Clyticc Phillips Barton Feiss Snyder Beatrice Kelsey Smith Alice Jane Stout Dorothy Warren Ethel Warren Robert Dukes Wright Nettie Irene Wooley  66Football, 1914 By Jedd Corbett and Lehr Davis HE 1914 football season opened with an unusual amount of enthusiasm. An excellent schedule was prepared by the untiring efforts of Manager Walter Agin. The first game. Upper Sandusky vs. Ada High was won by the enormous score, 103 to 0. The second game was an excellent exhibition of good football, and the Ada High “Gridders” were successful. Score, Scott High, Toledo, 26, Ada High School 33. The third game was Bucyrus vs. Ada at Bucyrus. The field was in poor condition on account of continued rains, but as usual Ada High came out victorious. Score 58 to 0. Findlay came to Ada with a team that outweighed the local team at least fifteen pounds per man, but nevertheless Findlay was the fourth victim of defeat at the hands of the A. H. S. Score, Ada 33, Findlay 0. The fifth team to meet their “Waterloo by the efforts of the A. H. S. Gridders” was Delaware High. Score, D. H. S. 0, A. H. S. 50. Summing up the five games that the A. H. S. had contested in, it looked like a “clean sweep” to championship. But Alas! Not so. On the bright morning of October 31, the gallant Ada warriors accompanied by a crowd of Royal Rooters and the Ada Boys' City Band invaded Fostoria on her own battleground. Enthusiasm! Confidence! These terms do not ex- press it. Ada High supporters and rooters from Findlay. Bucyrus and Ada thronged the side lines, shouting intense hopes of victory for the Blue and Gold. But no! Their expectations fell short, Ada was swamped to the tune of 41 to 0. much to the chagrin of the Ada supporters. Let it be added that the officiating was fair and square. Of course this was a tremendous blow to the Adaians, but nevertheless the royal supporters are clinging to the meager hopes of overcoming that gigantic defeat in the future. The next game was played with Bowling Green. A hard battle was expected, but owing to the conditions prevailing at the end of the third quarter the game was forfeited to Bowling Green at a score of I to 0. although the previous score had stood 12 to 12. Our next game was played with Waitc High. We went to Toledo this time with brighter hopes and greater expectations. But alas! By the end of the first half it seemed to be a complete runaway for the Toledo team. Nevertheless, through the excellent advice of I eiut. Hill, we gained ten points and the game ended 12 to 10 with Waite in the lead. The next Saturday the team started out again. This time to oppose a team that had been all season getting in shape “to trim that Ada bunch.” But their efforts were of no avail for the final score stood. Lima 13. Ada High 19. 67The team now began to get back their old-time spirit and enthusiasm for the next Thursday on Thanksgiving day the Ada High School team ended their 1914 football career with a record breaking game with Defiance. Score, Defiance High 0, Ada High 49. Thus the season ended with 357 points in our favor to 90 points in the opponents' favor. We attribute our sterling victories and financial success to the support given by citizens and students; but most of all to Leiut. Hill, (Frog Hill, to all football fans), and Ralph Mertz. Hill is known as a gentleman, a true sportsman, and a lover of football. He is a “Sticker and is admired by all the “Fellows. The team can never repay bis services; he is surely the best authority on football that ever assisted the A. H. S. He starred at half-back for O. S. U. in 1902. He captained West Point in 1906; he came out regular every evening although he was assured of nothing financially; he just wanted to see us succeed. It takes a real, for sure, true, sportsman to coach a team just for charity. Hill's kindness will always be remembered by the A. H. S. Ralph Mertz must not go unmentioned; he too, has been a great factor in our success; last year he had the honor of coaching Ada High School to North Western Championship. Mr. Raymond, (better known as “Bugs ), Northern’s efficient coach, has greatly aided the High School team; we readily recognized his good authority on football. Mr. Stage and Mr. Blue are adored by the team, because they have the spirit.” 68 The Ada High School Band has surely did its part in stirring up” the “once dead enthusiasm” of Ada. But the majority of High School pupils have yet to learn what real, true support is. If the High School as a whole, had the spirit Supt. Stage and Prin. Blue have, Ada High would never have an Athletic debt hanging on. So wake up! students, come to the aid of your athletics. Ada High is on the map! It is recognized by all of the big teams; “so come out of that dead state and get some “spizzerinktum, (the long word for “pep ). The Team George Botkin is the shining light of the team, having played a wonderful game season. Holman, Spellman, and Florida have played the game of their lives. Corbett played a good steady game all season and was the backbone of the line. Main broke into football this year and is making good. Stambaugh and Davis are right there. Clum and Cum-mans are performing wonderfully. Danner, Sells, Jamison and Fields are surely doing their part. A word for the Subs. Don t be discouraged, a man has to be persistent to “Make Good in football. The “Gridiron Group of 1915 will need your services. A word of thanks must be installed for the business men of Ada this year for their support has been wonderful. By the aid of Mr. Duglass, Mr. Neal, and Mr. Frank Allen, together with our doctor, Scott McCafferty, Ada High has fared well.The Line Up (See Picture) Left to Right—Russell Clum, L. E.; Ralph Mertz, Coach; Harold White, L. G.; Herbert Jamison. L. G.; Roger Dunlap, R. G.; Carl Holman, F. B.; Jedd Corbett, C.; Lehr Davis, R. T.; Eli Main, Sub. F. B.; Paul Sells, R. G.; George Botkin, Q. B.; Manager Walter Agin; Leonard Cummans, R. E.; (Omitted) Von Spellman, R. H. B.; and Hesse Florida, L. H. B. Record of Games Season of 1914 Score Ada Opp. Sept. 26—Upper Sandusky at Ada 103 0 Oct. 3—Scott High at Toledo 33 26 Oct. 10—Bucyrus at Bucyrus 58 0 Oct. 1 7—Findlay at Ada 33 0 Oct. 24—Delaware at Ada 50 0 C Oct. 31—Fostoria at Fostoria 0 41 Nov. 7—B. G. High at Bowling Green.... 0 I Nov. 14—Toledo at Toledo............ 10 12 Nov. 21—Lima at Lima............. -..... 19 13 Nov. 26—Defiance at Defiance.......... 49 0 Season of 1913 Score Ada Opp. Sept. 27—Lima at Ada —....- 6 0 Oct. 4—Van Wert at Ada........... 31 7 Oct. II—Toledo at Toledo.............. 6 55 Oct. 18—Bowling Green at Ada......... 26 6 Nov. I—Findlay at Findlay........ 26 0 Nov. 8—Fostoria at Ada.............. 22 0 Nov. 15—Sidney at Sidney.......... 19 0 Nov. 22—Defiance at Defiance......... 18 0 Nov. 27—Van Wert at Van Weri 19 0 173 687071A. H. S. Boys’ Basket Ball E A. H. S. basket ball team has had a fine schedule his year, having played eleven games in all, eight of vhich were out of town. The team, under the direction of Coach Routson, has done fine work. Owing to the fact that our score book was lost in the middle of the season we arc unable to state the season’s score, also the score of the individual players, but it is admitted that Spellman was the star of the season. The team lost six of the eleven games, but we are ahead in points as the games we won were won on a larger margin and the games that were lost were lost on a small margin. We played the following High Schools on their own floor: Paulding, Lima, Napoleon, Defiance, Antwerp, Bluff-ton, and Bucyrus. The teams we played on our own floor were Bluffton, Findlay, and the Adelphian Literary Society of the O. N. U. Basket Ball Line Up (See Picture) Left to Right—Harry McElroy, F.: Hesse Florida, G.: Julius Bardelmeier, G.; Jedd Corbett, C.; Von Spellman, F.; Leonard Cummans, Sub. G: (Omitted) “Doc” Donaghy, F. By Julius E. Bardelmeier. 72THE SENIOR TATTLER In the Senior Tattler Love ia Labor Loat. all Thing Are Told Proba dy Warmer 11 Model, 9th Exhaust WEDNESDAY, 19. 1915 23rd Spark “By their fruits ye shall know them.” Perhaps many of the Tattler readers, who are not acquainted with the High School will think the Editor of this homely paper mentally unbalanced. Don’t for a moment think of it in this light for to make this paper a success, we had only to observe where brains were leaking and so fix our paper to catch the drip. But for a word of apology. Psychology is a word often used to explain the meaning of something we don’t understand after it has been explained. and which, if we did understand, would not do us any good. The art of writing jokes is like psychology. It means some one who hasn t the ability to succeed at it tries to reduce to mental formula the method of those who like Luke Mc-Luke and Josh Wise do succeed at it. Therefore, like the policeman after the fight who comes around after the deed is done, swinging his club, looking wise all the while, these jokes are mere smatterings of the real stuff which happen in school. Speaking of cops reminds me, the village of Ada can well be proud that they have such a cop, detective, criminalogist, in the form of “Hen” Tremains. This famous man carefully 74 and with much strategy captured alive four Junior gunmen, but although he may appear the greatest hero on earth to the Freshmen; a Junior passing with a Senior sees only an average sized man, while the Senior has to look twice before he can seen anything at all. Revelation X—25—47 Now it came to pass on a certain week as prophesied by Blue, that those of the High School made ready a great celebration and feast. And it also came to pass on the same week that those of the Second Order, made ready their plans concerning the floating of their Banner from the highest pinnicle of the School Temple. But William the Bold, being informed, forthwith, of their action looked with anger upon it, and together with the male members of his faculty, held council saying among themselves. “why should this wicked deed be done?” Thereupon they made a decree saying, ‘Beware all ye Orders of us and the law! ’ ” Accordingly there rose up one “Doc student of William the Bold, who said, “We are not able alone to do this thing; therefore let us hire mercenaries, and under cover of night having drawn several of our warriors of the Second Order to the base of the Temple by stealth let us send the mercenaries up by the back way to the pinnacle while we guard both the front and the rear.” Thereupon, having consulted the Prophets, and havingmade a sacrifice to Preparius the Elder, they succeeded in sending the mercenaries up by a secret passage to the pinnacle. By the middle of the last watch as day was breaking the dreadful deed was done. And the evening and the morning were the first day. Now as the following day passed by the members of the Third Order did council among themselves, saying: Why should this haughty and overbearing people be allowed to float their banner before our very eyes? Thereupon, being faint in heart of scaling the high and dangerous pinnacle decreed among themselves that certain warriors of this Order should arm themselves to the teeth and having drawn all their warriors to the base of the Temple by a pretense of battle proceed to storm the Temple. Therefore, the warriors of the Third Order did put on their coat of mail, helmets, and greaves and taking their rifles did assail the Temple. Thereupon. Doc” and his trusty band of warriors returning to the field of battle and finding their supplies in the hands of the enemy said among themselves: “What shall we do?” Then William the Bold, who stood head and shoulders above his fellows, arose and said: “Let me exhort you. oh. children; hear me: Let us cease firing and end the trouble. And those of the Fourth Order did cheer the noble William and all, as one man, did hail him a Henry Clay. Thereupon, William also sought mercenaries who did gird their loins, and in the middle watch, notwithstanding the steepness of the roof, seized upon the awful banner and did cast it under foot, saying, “Dust thou art, to dust returneth. And the members of the different orders did bow before the great William the Bold, and did sue for peace. Then there was great joy among the members of all the orders and the maidens sang to the victors with light hearts. And the evening and the morning were the second day. Now it came to pass in the beginning of the fourth day that a great cloud arose in the heavens which brewed further trouble for all the orders, and about the middle of the first watch Tremain, the mighty, did appear at the gate of the Temple bearing papers of a higher and more statelier order. Thereupon four members of the Third Order did bow themselves and endeavor to humble themselves but it availeth them nothing, for Tremain was still with them. His hand and his grip. Thereupon the warriors of the Third Order again put on their coats of mail, helmets and greaves and leaving their spear behind advanced with measured tread toward the Mayor. And it came to pass that they were made to testify before the elders and made to pay 5 dollars and 95 cents. A proverb is known today among the sons of Ada High that reads thus: Verily I say unto you, stronger is he of the big order who persecuteth and fineth than he who scaleth the pinnacle and hangeth or taketh a High School Banner. 76Huge “What! You say you never heard nothin’ about that good joke what was played on two of them High School Boys that you sec galloping to and fro around this here town trying to edicate themselves so as to live without workin’? Wal, for the land sakes, jest come right here and set on this box and rest awhile and I 11 tell ye all about that ther joke, but don't you ever tell it for these boys are still swearing vengence on those that played ther trick. This joke was played on that smart aleck of a Senior president of this year’s graduating class, and his good for nothing “Pal who wuz noted principally for his orating on these fool Inter Class Contests what causes so much trouble and $5.95 and costs and all such things. You don’t know them? Sure and you do! This smarty Senior president that I am going to tell ye about is a tall, lean sapling, kinda deplected lookin’ with his specks and what thinks he is the whole cheese in and about the High School. The young fellow always imagined he had many charming loves but he alius had some sort of bad luck in keepin' and gettin' 'em to care for him. And that “Pal, why you know him well for you would always remember him if once you ever se’ed him. He is kinda fat like, looks like a butcher. Sure I thought you knowed him. Wal. he too thinks he is a ladies' man. but somehow most of the ladies disagree with him on that subject. He wuz as I have said before a splendid orator and it has often been sed if the class of '15 76 Joke could have had a few more like him it would have been noted fore somethin’ besides overcome with love. But to go on and relate to you about this terrible sad story connected with these here boys. Wal, yes I will tell you all about it; just sit a spell longer and wait until I get started. As I was remarkin’ these chaps never tried to go with the gals a lot. but they always had a hankerin' that they could go with almost any gal in this here town, and in fact in their Senior year they actually condescended to take one or two around some, but they alius bragged they never bet on any strange thing and got “stung.” No, they never got stung they alius “stung the gals first. Wal, now I will spit, and tell you how by a deceitful tragedy these boys received a jolt and the hole school voted them the booby prize. This tall, smarty fellow always seemed to have a job clerking somewhere where there was no work to mention but big pay, and so be put in his time at a book emporium across from the Ohio Northern University what you read about in the papers when a building burns down or “Prexy” gets a hand out. Wal, as I was saying were this young fellow works there is a krokino board placed there for the benefit of those college fire side athletes that are not so awful persistent in gettin an edication. Wal one evening sometime in February this tall slim fellow and this short dutchy fellow were playing theirdaily game of krokino. As they were busily engaged in playing the silence of the room was broken by the “Ting a ling’ of the telephone. Wal Frank he up and grabbed the receiver and the following conversation tuk place. “Varsity Book and Drug Store.” “Yes this is Frank talking.” “Come down to Bartlemeier’s? Why, I don t know, you see I work until 8 P. M.” “At 8 o’clock then, sure I can come, but is it a dress affair?” “It is, alright, and you say to bring someone along for your lady friend too?” (We will be only too glad to go won’t we Paul?) We will be there prompt at 8 o’clock sure. Good bye!” Then my friend that ther phone fairly shook that store foundations, the Senior slamed that receiver on the hook so durn quick that central was almost deafened. A wise beneficial smile broke over his face as he calmly announced to the still wondering “Pal,” “Ah. we’re going down to Bartle-meier’s.” You see this Bartlemeier place my friend was a parsons home and this parson had a perty good 1-o-o-k-i-n darter what all the boys wuz stuck on. but wuz somehow linked to a red headed jay bird who sang in the parsons quire. Wal now you can’t blame these here boys for bein’ all fussed 7 about this affair so they called the game at once. All was hustle and busel as they both argued and mapped out the difficult task which lay before them. “By George. Paul, all is lost for my collars are all in the laundry, oh, great is my misfortune! What will I do?” “Aw, come on shut up the store and let’s beat it for Rhonemus.” Suiting the action to the word the two boys shot out of the store and down the street to Rhonemus. it was a narrow-escape but not in vain for as he was just closing he was suddenly startled by the appearance of two excited customers. “Two 141 2 collars, any style, but get them quick.” “Here’s your 2 bits; don’t take time to wrap them. and in like manner many such preparations were made. Prompt at 8 o’clock my friend these boys were seated in the parsons parlor, but oh! how changed their appearance from that of a short time previous. But now comes the BIG JOKE the boys wuz there in their best bib and tucker brt no Ethel wuz to be seen for that red headed jay bird had taken her for a sleigh ride. Wal, them two smart Senior boys wuz awful bored and the affair completelv GOT THEIR GOAT. Wal. my friend keep this tale of woe under vour lid for them boys are still on the warpath for them what phoned.The Class Roll WHO is? ? ? ? The always lale 10 A. M....................... Helen Russell The thinnest, 90 lbs.............................Mary Wells The tallest, 6 ft. 2 in...................Ross Rosenberger The shortest, 4 ft........................ Gertrude Mertz The baby (15 years)—..................... Marion Freeman The best natured.........................................Paul Mathews The hero.........................................Paul Carey The best actor-------------------------------- Jedd Corbett The stoutest, 200 lbs...................... Beaulah Powell The class philosopher...................... Walter Agin The ,uff .......................................Von Spellman The class prophet........ ....................George Botkin The most dignified Bill Wollam The best sleeper.................................Lehr Davis The most silent............................Vernice Kemmerly The talker Frank Cussans The most modest.................................Grace Lewis The guy The good little devil The neatest The giggler The jolly bachelor The only student The politician The big bluff The Editor’s wife Helen McCreery The politician's wife The coquette The most sociable The merry maid The rather modest The earnest worker The most independent The dear Heard in Class Elliot: Class do you know it is very dangerous to stand Ross stuck her hand in Elliot’s face) : Is it so dangerous as near tall objects. Such obiects attract lightning very much you say to stand near tall people? quicker than objects doser to the ground. Elliot: “Mr. Florida, explain the difference between I helma Stopher (very nervously glancing at her beloved physical pitch and musical pitch!” 78Florida: Musical pitch is determined by the number of vibrations per second, while physical pitch is the black substance they put on the street. Elliot: Very good Mr. Florida, 1 see you have a good general knowledge of things. Now where would you go to find micro-bees? Florida: Only in the slums, my dear sir. Stage: Mr. Mercer name one advantage of country hfe! Mercer: “Lots more to eat.” (The last named is very important to Mr. Mercer.) Stage: Do many farmers own automobiles? Mercer: Very few; most of them have Fords. (Up- roarious laughter.) Stage: Mr. Mercer, I wish you wouldn't make such hair splitting distinctions. Let’s have better attention; this is not so funny. Mr. Carey, if you will put away that plaything and give 7 me your undivided attention I can get along better, your grades haven’t been the best the last few months. Now to proceed: Miss Mertz what can you say in regard to city life? Miss Mertz: When a village can have two trains a day and three blacksmith shops and a hose cart it then becomes a city. Stage: Correct, very good, now class you see Miss Mertz is well informed. Now if I was in doubt about any of you girls I would pop the question to you at once. (General ha ha.) Very well boys laugh, but I can do it with a great deal of grace for I have done the like before. (More laughter.) Now boys 1 say again, you may think that is funny, but when you come up to that point in your life, you will think of it in a more serious way. But now to go on, Mr. Clum, what is home rule? Mr. Clum: When a man comes home drunk and his wife hits him over the head with a broom, that is a home rule. 9COMING!! GREAT ANIMAL SHOW AND CIRCUS SENIOR CL ASS AMUSEMENT CO. Marvelous Mixing of Mirth, Music and Mischief. GRAND! GORGEOUS! GIGANTIC! GREAT! Grand Parade. 10 A. M. Main Performance, 8 P. M. Watch Lady De Vore do the Loop-dc-Loop on a Motorcycle. 1—BOOMING, BOISTEROUS, BRASSY BAND-1 Led by Lehr Davit and hi tuba. The company features the following special acts: Automatic Question Box.....................Frank CUSSANS Human Contortionist...................... Frank Mercer Original “Funny Graph” JEDD CORBETT World famed petite and graceful Russian ballet dancer. .....................................Helen Russell The Human Skeleton........................Bill Wollam The Fat Lady..............................Mary Wells Tubby and Marcys, the laughing and barking hyenas unsurpassed in their special lines, possess the most remarkable substitute for brains known in existence. Marion Freeman and George Botkins. SIDE SHOW Buy one for the children Picture of Ross Rosenberger taking his first shave. Very attractive. Girls look for hours at his charming face and symmetrical figure. Boys delight in imitating him. Only ten cents. The Only Original Kangaroo—Girls watch him hop. This animal carries tobacco in his pouch Vow SPELLMAN GOOD CLOTHES EXPRESSIVE of the highest character of REFINEMENT, is the ASSURANCE of all who make their SELECTIONS at this STORE. Eilerman Clothing Co. 115-117 Market St. Lima, Ohio iOPOETS’ CORNER Disappointment We went into the garden, We wandered o’er the land; The moon was shining brightly, I held her little—shawl. Yes. I held her little shawl. (How fast the evening flies); We spoke in tones of love, 1 gazed into her—lunch basket. I gazed into her lunch basket, I wished I had a taste. Here sat my lovely darling. My arm around her—umbrella. Embracing her umbrella. This charming little miss. Her eyes were full of mischief. I shyly stole a—sandwich. (The above lines tell a pleasant story and no doubt is a correct interpretation of a High School boys unusual experience but we wish our dear reader to overlook the nature of the subject matter and to notice what a delicious story full of spirit and daredevil romance and humor, and written with a likeness which entertains always while there is a constant tension of suspended interest to the end.—Eld.) When in Lima visit the New York Restaurant JAMES POLLAS, Proprietor Clean, Up-to-date, Convenient. Comfortable and Accommodating. Quick Lunch a Specialty NORTH MAIN ST. LIMA, OHIODICTIONARY OF DARNFULIA Arithmetic—A manipulation of figures. Broke—The condition which applies to the High School fellows. Chemistry—A study of hits and misses. Dance—A device of Satan. Flunk—A knockout blow. Grind—One who has no ability for bluffing; the knock editor. Hypocrite—One who comes to school with a smile on his face. Hilarity—Jollity in the Assembly Room to the nth power. Pull—A successful substitute for brains. Stung—The result of a well directed lemon. Voice—A modern instrument of torture. Trouble—Getting out the CN YOR HI. 74 Public Square Lima. Ohio Saylor Blome Serves You Right LIMA S LEADING RESTAURANT “Home Is My Only Competitor” 327 North Main St. LIMA, OHIO BASTIAN BROS. CO. • —Manufacturers of Class Emblems - Rings - Fobs - Athletic Medals Wedding and Commencement Invitations and Announcements Dance orders - Programs - Menus Visiting Cards, Etc. Samples and Estimates Furnished Upon Request 671 BASTIAN BLDG. ROCHESTER, N. Y. 82 Boyibus kissibus sweeti girlorum, Girlibus likibus wanter somorum. Pater Puellae enter parlorum, Kickibus boyibus, exibus dorum.” “It has been remarked and most truthfully, that the A. H. S. is becoming a center of learning. The Seniors never take anything away, and the Freshmen bring a little. When Agin first went to see her He showed a timid heart, And when the lights were low They sat this far apart. But as their love grew fonder They learned to love this new found bliss, They knocked out all the spaces Andsatupcloselikethis. (For further episodes of the above inquire of Helen McCreary. Ed.) Gertrude Mertz (rather weary at I I :30 p. m.)—I don't know a thing about baseball. Frank Mercer—Let me explain it to you. Gertrude—Very well, give me an illustration of a home run. “Say, Cussans, what is the Knight of the Bath? “Why, Saturday, you poor bonehead.” Paul M.—May 1 have your permission to call this evening? Mary B.—I shall be very pleased, but don’t forget that father switches off the light at 10 o’clock. Paul—That’s kind of him. I’ll be there prompt at 10. THE SENIOR I thought I knew I knew it all. But now I must confess. The more I know I know I know, I know I know the less. Only good looking people are to read this: pa)i33uo3 os aq juoq The Annual Board on their trip to Columbus, to deliver their Annual to the printers, met with many queer experiences. among which was the following: Agin, Corbett and Mathews, after waiting in an up-to-date restaurant, were addressed by a shy waitress as follows: “Have you gentle- men been served? Mathews promptly replied with a sour voice, No, we’ve been waiting forty-five minutes.” Thereupon she haughtily replied, “This is a self-serving restaurant. Of course the Annual Board about this time, to be plainly distinguished, had to be viewed with a microscope. J. Corbett.TJm Otamplin Pin . n.»lm J i! «• pm! MO iE ( • (Uuloir. Annual . Vv,, RuLVi:.,. and Calrnd .. |K» ny oUict t int -shop write lot Mmj F»«bli rd 1893 Aon $90,000. THIS INSERT IS PRINTED ON THE CENTRAL OHIO PAPER CO ’S 32x44-120 GREEN EUCLID SEMI-DULL ENAMEL.