Dwight Township High School - Rudder Yearbook (Dwight, IL)

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Nellie Fratia fNn pirlnrcj Sweet, modest, smiling. Bessie Price Slow, sober, and tranquil. Esther G. Hansen Short, efficient, and energetic. Tlwfn ly Lucille Farrell Earnest, flemure, and sociable. Myrtle Cillispie Polite, quiet, and studious Ruth L. Ely Blonde, industrious, and plodding.

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Mr. l93I Class, His Life Freshiesl What a name for us! Humiliation by the carload, the greenest of green sensations, these are the feelings of a freshie. We felt so dignified upon entering high school that, when we realized we didn't know the ropes like the old and dignified Seniors, the truth hurt. Our feeling of superiority wore off before a day passed for we were being pushed, shoved, laughed at-and feeling greatly abused. This was the first change in our peaceful school life. Our class was very large. Slats, Dick, Jimmie, Seaby, and all the 4'kids were still wearing knee pants and giggling like a lot of ugoofsf' Miss Johnson probably pulled her hair at the thought of being our sponsor, but we were there and the job had to be done. Hoocllums or no Hoodlumsl! Of course we must be the very picture of the examples set us by the upper-classmen, so we organized a class. Finally, after much deep thought and careful selection on our part, John Smith received the Presidency, and little Wilson Koehnlein, funny little 66Wilts,,' we chose for our Vice President. lt seemed rather a big title for such a little boy, but he seemed to want the job, so we gave it to him. Agnes West, thc bright and shining star of the class, was our Treasurer--much to her surprise and disgust, and the cooperation between Richard Weicker and Eleanor Burk- hart as Secretaries was great. As Sophomores we were still in a state of subjection, but we were coming into a feeling of independence and moral courage. Vlfe even had a party to show our independence, thanks to our jolly leader, Miss English. Again the necessity of electing class officers awaited us. Little Wilson Koehnlein had be- come an individualist during his Freshman year and we, of course, thinking any- thing to be different, made 6'Wilts President of our class. This year was rather split up and we decided to have two Vice Presidents, Joseph Dodd and Rose Marie Orr. Esther Hansen had proved herself an able-bodied woman in her Freshman year and we made her our Secretary. As I said before, we were doing things in our own way now that we were Sophomores, and so we had two Treas- urers, Ruby Jensen and William Boston. Our Sophomore year saw some of our members drop out of our merry class, but time waits for no man, so we went on. As Juniors we felt that we could stand up and say our name was our own without feeling we were being laughed at. Somehow or other, age does give one a little dignity. But with the reception staring us in the face we all drooped more or less. After three years in high school we had found our hidden power and decided to give a 'gripping good party for the haughty Seniors. So, taking into consideration this fact, we selected our much liked and, to coin a new word, sillyserious classmate, William Boston, for our President, and coming again into the light, John Smith, our former Freshman President, was made Vice Presi- dent. Esther Hansen had behaved so well the year before in her little position that we told her to keep it but not to keep the change for that was to go to Eleanor Burkhart. We sold candy till we were blue in the face and generally rushed around in circles trying to earn money enough to give a good party. The reception went off with a Hbangw and we Juniors gained quite a reputation. Oh, yes, we mustn'l Twenty-two