Downers Grove North High School - Cauldron Yearbook (Downers Grove, IL)

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Hast Wiii anb Testament of tfje Class of 1921 Downers Grove High School. W hereas, we, the Class of 1921 of Downers Grove High School have consulted I)r. Samuel S. Vernon, and, hereas, we have found ourselves to be in the last stages of our Senior year, and, W hereas (if Mr. Snapp doesn’t carry out his threat of holding up our diplomas) we shall within a short space of time emerge from our chrysalis of high school days and blossom forth into Life, and, Whereas, we arc possessed of much valuable property with which we can not be encumbered as we climb the steps to the Hall of Fame, and. Whereas, we must dispose of the aforesaid property in some way or another, therefore be it Resolved, by the aforesaid Class of 1921. that each and every member thereof will and bequeath his or her most valuable possessions to schoolmates; to wit, as follows: Kathryn Davis leaves her masterly comprehension of French to Nelleta Mis- kelly. You can’t appreciate the full value of this gift unless you know Kathryn. George Bunge leaves his Midnight Oil Lamp to James Mitchell. This is a very efficient machine, as would be necessary to fulfill George’s requirements. Jeanette ells leaves her abilities as a mechanical draftsman to Samuel Miskclly. Elizabeth Shaffer leaves Karl to May Binder. This is indeed a concession. Mary Curtis bequeaths her poetical turn of mind to Edith Perron. We be- lieve that Edith is quite worthy of this donation. Lillian Schlauder leaves her lithe and agile figure to Donald Towsley. Grace Greene leaves her goloshes to Hazel Bensley. We hope you will be duly grateful. Hazel. Vance Gesner bequeaths her place in the Orchestra to Geraldine Lacey. Russel inched leaves his long walk to school to Kearn Mackey. Probably Kearn appreciates this quite fully. Ruth Waples leaves her quiet disposition to Jeanette Phelps. Jack Reed leaves the hankering for noisy neckwear, which lie inherited last year from “Sid”, to Robert Wolf. Edwin Graves leaves his rubber heels to Russel Stephens. The study hall teachers are in a position to benefit by this gift, as well as the recipient. Marjorie West wills her infectious smile to Ruth Henderson. We believe a gift of this nature is quite a valuable asset. Robert Knoblauch leaves his lisp to Paul Grumhaus. And probably he ith glad to get rid of it. Dorothy Towsley leaves her ability as a whistler to Lillian Wilhelm. Elma Kelly bequeaths her wardrobe to Lurabcll Sherman. What girl would not be pleased to receive such a gift. Arthur Tylor leaves his perseverance to Karl Kellogg. This will come in handy, since Karl doesn’t graduate till next year. Virginia Waples bequeaths her histrionic abilities to Marjorie W'hiffen. Leroy Sullivan leaves his cigarette papers to Richard Drees. Here’s your chance. Rich, go to it. Harold Zindt wills his Beau Brummcl manners to Preston Snow. This means greater “efficiency”, Pres. Ruth Boland leaves her “puffs” to Eleanor Hanchett. Be careful Eleanor, and don’t get “all puffed up”. Fannie Radejl leaves her mastery of “the light fantastic” to Hester Moore. Quite a valuable gift these days. Pagf 24

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Clagg $oem TO DOWNERS GROVE HIGH SCHOOL Oh Downers Grove High School, four brief years ago. Some two score of I'rcshmen, shy, timid, you know, Entered your halls, best under the sun. This was the beginning of Class Twenty-one. They were studious, brilliant and mischievous too. I think you might truthfully say that a few Will e’er be remembered from that point of view. They were happy, fun loving; one says that this class Just radiates pep, always docs—always has. They furnished the rooters who, loyal to the core, Cheered the team onward, no matter the score. Oh, many were the gifted in this fair class, Their virtues ranged widely from railroads to jazz In music, dramatics, in work and in fun, They gave an incentive for classes to come. Four happy years rolled into the Past And now it is nearing the end of the last. In place of the Freshmen of old ’seventeen A class of staid Seniors appear on the scene With thoughts of the Future their hearts are now stirred, Yet they thoughtfully linger to say the last word, Not to their classmates or friends in the song. To you, dear old High School, the last word belongs. May they take away with them the lessons they’ve learned, Not only in class rooms from pedagogues stern. But in sportsmanship, friendship, good thoughts and good deeds. For those arc the lessons that Life truly needs, They’ve earned their diplomas; their work is now done. They thank you sincerely—the class ’twenty one. Mary Curtis Page 23

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Arthur Mills leaves his farming propensities to William Ellis. Farming, like charity, can begin at home in W illiam’s case. Mabel Oldfield leaves her golden aureole to Margaret Decgan. Adelaide Lynch wills her harem skirt to Irene Tank. You must take good care of it, Irene. Everett Brown leaves his voice to W ilfred Pape. Now you can make yourself heard when you call for a yell. Edward Tank leaves his pompadour to William O’Neill. Here’s wishing you success, Bill. Lillian Dickson leaves her unperturbed air to Margaret Lempke. Marion Knox bequeaths her spectacles to Eleanor Bird. Now you will be honored as quite a matronly young woman, Eleanor. The class as a whole leaves its good will to the High School. Given under our hand and seal this 25th day of May, in the year of our Lord 1921. (Signed) The Class of 1921 Drawn up by Jack Reed, attorney. Witness: Fred W itt. Class ;§ ong To the tune of “Solomon Levi”. The class of nineteen twenty-one is loyal, brave and true W hen once a friend they’re always a friend, And they will stand by you They’re very fond of work and play And'love D. G. H. S. Tho’ many a time the teachers here Have doubted it, I guess! Chorus: Ho, fellow Seniors, class of ’twenty-one! The deeds of valor you will do Are hardly yet begun! So cheer the colors of green and white The best ones under the sun! And don’t forget—you’ll be proud of us yet. The Seniors of ’twenty one! 2nd Verse We hate to leave your merry halls You’ll miss us here, ’tis true! W hen we have left you all alone, W hat in the world can you do! But dry your eyes, dear students all;— W e will the Frosh our pep! The Sophomores our ability! 'Fhe Juniors our good rep! Mary Curtis ! agf 25