Arcadia High School - Arcadian Yearbook (Arcadia, OH)

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INTO THE FUTURE A new life awaits ns tomorrowg Arlzfentnre is stirring our heartsg We're eager to go with the others, But with a sigh wL ll depart. For there are friemls we are leaving behind 11-Sf . There are pleasures whose treasures we'll storeg There's a school that we all shall remember Though our work takes as far from its door. For twelve years we've plannecl for commencevnent Weave made it our goal and 108,118 won. The Freshman, the Soj1h01no're, the junior- His share in the work has done. For they are thinking of later Not necessarily of favneg They are learning to work well together Sharing and giving the same. Our ability to sueeeezl may be doubted Onr eyjforts be only in 'vaing But with the ehallenge of life before ns TVe'll fight though we win, lose or gain. -Edna Stacy Page 17

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CONCENTRATING One hot evening I was walking through the Woods feeling rather lonesome because I had nothing to do. I came to the edge of the woods where a group of gypsies were' camping for the night. Iwalked over to them and started talking to an old gypsy woman. She offered to tell my fortune. She told me many interesting and amusing things which caused me to wonder about my classmates of 38 . I told her so, and she said, Why my deal girl, I can tell you how you can see what all your classmates are doing. I urged her to tell me how. Finally she said, If you will sit on this stump and twist your neck back to an angle of twenty-three and four-tenths degrees, and at the same time whistle and look at that open space between the trees you can see whatever you concentrate on. Wonderful, I reflected, and wanting to try my concentrating powers I decided to do it. Isat down and twisted my neck to what I thought the right angle. just as I started to whistle I heard the old gypsy lady muttering something, but just then I began to see my first picture and did not have time to worry about it. The first picture that met my startled eyes was that of my old friend, Harold Mar- tin. Harold is a football coach at Ohio State and his team is really going places this year. In a large hospital I see Lois Conine bending over a patient and as I look closer I see it is Harold Greer who crashed his new airplane, but won the race anyway. Relief for Aching Feet . Max Neibel is a well-known chiropodist and, if rumor is correct, he gets 355.00 a toe. I now see a big ranch in Texas and the mistress is Doris Jordan. She and her bow- legged husband seem to be having an argument. Emmett Huntley now owns a Service Station in Arcadia that covers one block. And what do I see next? Charles Graumlich in the pulpit trying to persuade a Scotchman that, with his millions, he should give more than fifteen cents toward the building of a new church. Lucille Mellott has won a beauty contest and has a free ticket to Hollywood for a screen test. We wish her success! Tom Stacy is busy making over the calendar. He has decided that there should be three Sundays in every week. He needs the sleep. Emerson Reffner, after much hard studying, has become a successful play actor. Betty Eisaman has accomplished a great purpose in life as a missionary to China. She took this up as her life's work to mend her broken heart. Page 1 8