Creston High School - Annual Yearbook (Creston, OH)

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-nibble-' .. ' ,. 'W' N-. -A F T H F sv--F 1 2 ' .-I prise, he smiled, and then I recognized him. It was Earl Metz. He had achieved his life's ambition and was directing great throngs of people. He grasped my hand and after the first greeting we became as gossipy as two old maids. "Have you any idea of how the rest of the members of that brilliant class of 1925 are getting on," I asked. "I should say I do," he boomed. "They all own machines of some kind and I see them nearly every day." "And, by the way, you remember Leon Guthrie, don't you?" "Why, yes," I answered. "Well he is the fellow from whom they get -their cars. He is a dealer in used cars and holds the agency for the great 'Punko Six'." "What about Lee Marshall," I asked. "Somehow I always had an idea that he would be president, or something like that." "He is," he returned. "He is president of the 'Great Consolidated Cheese Co.' and sure is making good." Just then there passed us a little Chevrolet roadster, and to my surprise, there sat Evalyn Fike beside the driver. She did not see us I am sure, for she kept right on going. "Well," I said, "there is Evalyn, now where is Mary Murray?" Earl laughed. "Well," he said, "Although they are both married, they have a Beauty Shoppe and run it to- gether. I suppose they always will stick by each other." Just then an electric sign above a theatre caught my eye. In large letters it featured Daisie Fullerton as leading lady in the show. He noticed my gaze and said, "Yes, Daisie has become one of the best actresses in the ,world and has become a great success." "How about the twins of the class,T' I asked. "Oh, yes," he said. Lois is the wife of the head mechanic in Leon Guthrie's garage and Louise is a teacher in the same school where Warren Knepp is professor of Bugoligyf' Just then the traliic became so eonjested and the honking of horns became so loud that he had to leave and try to staighten things out. Another otllcer appeared, and with his help they straightened out the traffic, and as Lizzie was feeling better, I started her and run her over to the curb. The other cop relieved Metz and together we walked down the street. "You remember Helen Snell and Hazel Yoder, don't you?" he asked. "Well," he said, "Helen and Hazel together own and run one of the largest poultry farms in this part of the country. Helen takes care of the country end of the business and Hazel handles all of the business in the city." "That certainly is fine," I said, "But what ot the rest?" "Oh, yes," he said, "Maude is married and has a model home. Her husband, I be- lieve, is one of the head men on the P. 8: G. Railroad." "And Viola Ringler?" I asked, "What of her?" "Do you remember how shy and bashful she used to be? You should see her now," he said. "She is the Wife of a well known business man back in Creston, and if you were to see them together you would not think she was bashful any more." We were passing the Police station, in one sec- tion of which was the Court room. "I must go in and report," said Metz, "It I were you I would go in the court room and listen awhile." As I approached the court room I saw that a trial was about over. The jury was just returning with the verdict. The foreman stood up and said impressively: "Not Guilty." There was a wild scream as the mother of the liberated boy rushed over to her lawyer to thank him. As he stood up a shout went up from the crowd, and as he turned to bow his acknowledgment I saw, Jack Adams, who had found the place nature fitted him for. That made me think of Dorothy Knepp, and when Otflcer Metz returned I asked him about her. "Oh," he said, "She is the wife of a great lawyer and is a great help to him. He has so much practice at home, you know." We departed from the building and as we walked down the street to where my flivver was parked, Metz ask- ed me to go home with him for the rest of the day. "No," I replied, "I must be getting on. I must be in the next town by this evening to put over a business deal." So starting Lizzie, who was now entirely reconciled, I drove out through the town and into the country. And as I,drove I marveled at life and its progress until Lizzie ran out of gas and quit progressing. Then I had to get out and progress on foot until I got some gas. Q-16.... Magi.

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, . ,,, - ,,., . V,Vt::Zq,AVi , .---- H.. ,. M.-- T 'H' ...rf ,"2,, . 192 L .if 1 ,.::.' Y .' . .:, --I Class History It seems a long time ago that we iirst entered High School, for the boys wore knee trousers and the girls were in sho1't dresses, yes, even shorter than they are now. Peo- ple gazed in wonder at the fifteen beautiful young ladies and the eighteen bold and dash- ing young men, as they started in quest of the Fountain of Perfect Understanding. We entered into a new world and found our surroundings most novel and interesting. The first thing that seemed strange was having a different teacher for each subject and going from room to room for recitations. This was not nearly so bad as the strange and ferocious conduct of the Sophomores, who pounced upon the boys, seemingly to destroy them, but for the girls they had only the sweetest of smiles and sweets. In athletics most of our members were content to sit and watch, but there were some adventurous souls who did, by their efforts, gain much glory and hard bumps in baseball and basketball. And one tried delighting his soul with music in the orchestra. We were all very brave that first year and did bear ourselves proudly thru the tumult. At the beginning of the Sophomore year our class had decreased somewhat in num- ber, but there was a similar increase in spirit, for we did assault the Freshmen, even as we were assaulted.. We entered more into the school activities, too. Four of 'our number went out for basketball and two for baseball, while our president contributed his valuable services to the debate team. Our musical member still remained in the or- chestra, but did not remain still. Some of our number reaped much glory in play acting and in our Junior year, the Athletic Association did present to the people a great play called "Miss Cherry Blossom." The multitude cried out in their hearts, "Heaven for- give them for they know not what they do," but aloud they said, "it is wonderful, beyond all description." At that the heads of the class became swelled to a great size and they prepared to murder other great plays. So the same year we put on "Wives to Burn," which was likewise a great sucess. Many of our class did partake of sports this year. Four of our number were on the baseball team, while five boys and three girls helped the basketball squads gain much fame. We were well represented in declamation by Daisy Fullerton and on the de- bate team by Earl Metz. The orchestra was increased in value by the presence of War- ren Knepp and Leon Guthrie. Never did we feel prouder than the day we entered school as Seniors. How differ- ent everything seemed from that of three years before. We now had a feeling of responsibility and a desire to'work exceedingly hard, which, unfortunately, did not last long. Our boys and girls took part in the basketball games and came off with many victories and bruises and loss of cuticle. Three of the class won much glory for themselves and the debating team, while our two musical souls remained in the orchestra. This year we put on the play, "When Jane Takes a Hand," with fine success, and with the co-operation of the school, we have produced this year a school book, called "The Year Book of 1925." As the years went by our number kept decreasing until the final list of those who are to receive the honors of Graduation is only sixteen, and in spite of mistakes and in' descretions, we have successfully completed the course. Our aims, our inspirations have been in a manner reached, but as we start a new year we shall still strive for that perfection we hope to attain in the fullness of time. W iifl'-1-'-MII---'HI Class Prophecy of! '25 r My flivver was not acting right. It seemed as though it had quite a complication of diseases, for it was whooping and coughing and sneezing all at once. Then it stop- ped dead. It was right in the thick of the traflic in one of the largest cities and on one of the busiest streets. A traffic cop came bustling toward me, shouting and cusslng as I had never heard anyone before. I was thinking fast and was getting ready to tell him all about a sick grandmother or something-I didn't know just what, when to my sur- 1151

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