Clinton High School - Clintonia Yearbook (Clinton, IL)

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THE CLIO 1912 Last Will and Testament of the Glass of 1912 WE the Senior class of the Clinton High School, of the County of DcYVitt, State of Illinois, A. I). Know all men by these present and to all to whom these present may concern: That we, the Senior class being of mature age, in good health, jubilant spirits, and in dubious strength of mental faculties, but sensible of the uncertainty of life and certainty of death, having thoroughly deliberated upon and duly considered the effects of the matter, while strength, life and opportunity offers itself and with this desire, hereby make, declare, and publish this, out last will and testament, hereby revoking all former wills by us at any time heretofore made. We do give and bequeath to the Junior class who will, in due course of time, endeavor to fill our empty places, the invigorating, refreshing, and healthful spirit of class enthusiasm, which through our efforts now pervades the Assembly Room. We also do entrust to them the care of the desks that we have so regretfully vacated, with the earnest prayer that they will not allow the dust to accumulate in the various adornments made by us thereon, and thus cause our names to be forgotten prematurily. Upon the most solemn promise of secrecy, we will unfold to you the secret of curling the hair, now in the possession of Lester Cangdon. We do hereby give and bequeath to the Sophomore class our reputation, a gift highly prized and valued, hoping that no spot nor stain may ever visit its fair face through any act of theirs. We do give and bequeath to the School, as a whole, the two songs, “The (x st Chord,” and “When in Grief’s Dark Yrale,” on condition that it hold them as a nucleus to which others might be added. We do will and bequeath to Thorton Howard, that well worn path that leads to the office (but does not stop there). .fO

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THE CLIO 1912 “Of course you read about the swell wedding of Ruth Hughes and George Smith. They went south where George has a large plantation.” “What about Charles Sprague?” “He is sole proprieter of the Clinton Creamery Company and has a sub-station at the Panama Canal.” “And Irene Fields! It’s the querrest thing, you know. We all thought that she was going to be a musical wonder. She went to Oxford College and gradually ceased to write to any of us, and that's all we know of her.” Tell me something of Hazel Mills.” Oh, gee! Hazel Mills, Glenna McKinney, and Lizzie Spencer are militant suffragettes, and are working the ‘No vote, no tax’ to a finish.” “Have you ever heard anything of Milton Miller since you left here?” “He is superintendent of a gang of dagoos w’ho are putting in the Alexander crossing at different points in Indiana and Illinois.” “I presume you haven’t forgotten Lucile Elward. Well, she has a dandy position as cartoonist for the Chicago American.” “Weren’t you surprised to hear about Helen Walker? One of the greatest lecturers and platform orators you ever listened to. She use to be so quiet. “Oh yes, let me see. Myrtle Garwood. Well, I believe she is teaching Zoology in a Chicago High School. Didn’t she used to be afraid of snakes? I wish you could hear Maude McCoid plat the violin. She is one of the greatest violinists in America.” “Do tell me about the class reporter. I suppose he is a great journalist now7. “Well. I guess he is. The last I heard of him he was editor of the San Francisco NW “Frank Kraft, of all the boys in the class, is an evangelist and converting souls nightly.” “Verneal McKee evidently likes a life of single blessedness. She is living in a small bungalow out at the edge of town.” “Ruby Ross is still working in the Clinton Candy Kitchen. Abilene Cantrell has a hair dressing establishment in the Freudenstein building.” “Cecil Hull is—but I presume you know all about her—Oh, you don’t? That is strange. Well, anyhow she is teaching English at Wooster, and Beulah Bentley is teaching foreign languages.” “Edward Jordan is still clerking at Brown and Brown’s, and has a perfectly bald head. Oh, mercy, you remember Louis Morin, and how dippy he was over football and also the fair sex? Well, it lead him astray, for he is now7 coaching the girls’ basketball team at Vassar College. “And you are an ‘old bach.’ Well Ralph, w'ho would have thought it? I’m glad you called me up. Goodbye.” 29

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■'THE CLIO 19 12 We do give and bequeath to the Freshman class, our fondness for hard work, which although battered and worn by four years of hard usage, we still hope will suffice to bear them through all times of trial and crown them at last with the glory which we are proud to say has been ours. We do give and bequeath to the Faculty of the High School, in return for the many benefits received at their hands, the remembrance of our intellectuality and brilliancy, hoping that in days to come, when lesser classes shall try their patience and burden their lives, it may cheer and encourage them. And we do also give and bequeath to them, our shining examples to be held before all classes daily that, its unexampled perfection it may aid them in their work and keep the High School up to its present standard of excellence. We do hereby appoint, as executor of this, our last will and testament, those of our classmates who have had the misfortune to fall behind, knowing that their affectionate remembrances of our illustrous class will incite them to most conscientiously attend to the carrying out of the terms of these, our last requests. In witness whereof we hereunto do set our hand and seal. THE CLASS OF NINETEEN TWELVE. Harwood Young. '12. 3