Frankfort Community High School - Red Bird Yearbook (West Frankfort, IL)

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Glass of Z It was just about four years ago, (Hut we can hardly know it’s so) That we were known as Freshies, green. For swiftly flew the years between— Then came our day of Sophs so wise, And at length we entered the Junior skies. We had l een watching the Seniors so bold. And now we are Seniors—just seventeen, all told. First there is Gwen, our president, fine She seems to be fitted for that sort of line, Along comes Sylvia with her laughing ways; And Edith surpasses all with her A’s. Quiet, modest and mee': is our Opal White Now who has seen Yale out late at night? Just gaze at Luciel with her golden locks Then watch our great scientist, wise Paul Cox. Maude is our yell leader, so full of pep; Louis has as his motto “Please, Watch Your Step!” Now Ethel tells us to “Look Up; Not Down;” Why Lloyd can never at study be found ? Eagle’s great hobby is Dasket Ball, And Zelga’s is studying—if any at all. Addie’s s'ogan is “On With the Dance;” William is always gaming with chance. Miss Irene is so quiet and very demure. Sha'l Nina’s gay spirit ever know cure? Mr. Allen has the title of “Senior Advisor” And no class ever had a wiser. We hope the next class will have just as much fun We had as Seniors of Twenty-One. Our long High School days—tho not weary—now end, And we leave as a parting “Good Luck to Our Friends.”

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§ rntnr ijistunf When we entered school four years ago, we were very timid and ambitious. However, as our class was a “live one” we soon through this stage passed. We passed through such epidemics as failure, love and marriage, and while so doing, lost a large percentage of our class. We were not very conspicuous as Freshmen, but with our Sophomore year, there came an awakening and we lead the school in social activities. In our second year we organized early, electing Esther Hart, president, Oakley Rotramel, vice president, and Da'e 15rown, secretary-treasurer. Our class was well represented in the High School play. A valentine masquerade party was given this year by the class which was very picturesque. In 1919 the Junior Class of F. C. H. S. was organized the first week of school, with Maude Musgrave, president. Lloyd Shipp, vice-president, and Helen Burpo, secretary-treasurer. With these oficers we felt that we were able to do the many tasks which present themselves to Juniors. We started the social ball rolling by giving a party in honor of the Seniors. After this came the Junior play, Junior Christmas party, Junior box supper and last but not least the Junior-Senior reception, which ended in a magnificent banquet. This year we are Seniors. Our class of officers are as follows: Gwendolyn Fox, president; William Howe'ls, vice-president; and Nina McClintock, secretary-treasurer. Our first social event was a truck ride given in order to get on intimate terms with our teachers. This was followed by a fareweU party for Miss Grosse. As we felt very proud of our B. B. team, we gave them a banquet in March. We are glad to be Seniors. We have had four happy years in which to contribute our bit to our Alma Mater; and we here advise the under classmen to make the most of their opportunities to do the same. We are the second c'ass to graduate from the newly organized community high school; and as such, we wish to thank the citizens of our community for placing such a wonderful opportunity within our grasp.

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(Class }Jrnphmf ’Twas a very warm day in July, and I was sitting in the l oat holding a fishing rod; either the hot sun made me unconscious or 1 fell asleep and dreamed: I was in Los Angeles trying to satisfy my curiosity as to just how pictures were made. I had always desired to view the Mack Sennet Company, so 1 went on to his studio. 1 found that Lloyd Shipp had superseded him as manager, and that he was featuring Edith Jones as his “star” beauty. I asked about the other members of the class, and Edith said that Ethel was doing social settlement work in San Francisco, concerning the Asiatic immigrantion. She said she also heard from Eagle occasionally, and that he was now editor on the excellent magazine, the Police Gazette. I took up my journey, and stopped next in Denver. I found the people all excited over a new home for defective alligators, which had l een recently erected there. Desiring to view such a place, I went out to the location. I found the philanthropist who had erected it, to be Pill Howells. I wasn’t very much surprised at that though, for Pill had a leaning toward that line. Pill showed me over the buildings. We came to the hospital for the sick alligators, and there I saw Gwen Fox anxiously watching over the bedside of a sick alligator who had typhoid fever. Pill said that Gwen’s life was spoiled when she failed to get the man she wanted, and that she now devoted all of her time to charity. Pitying her sad lot, he had given her the position of matron of the alligator home. Pill took me to the theatre that evening, and while there I saw Louis Rodenbush, who was a very pro ninent political leader. In fact, he was the speaker of the House. Nina McClintock was there, a'so. Pill said she lived for fashion alone, and that her husband and children had to take care of themselves. The curtain rose, and 1 turned my attention to the stage. Luciel Gray was featured in a musical comedy. Then came Addie Moore in her wonderful new dance, “The Kalamazoo.” We left the theatre and I boarded the train for St. Louis. Just before we reached our destination, our train was derailed, and I was injured. I was taken to St. Luke’s Hospital. My physician was my o’d friend, Yale Downes. Under the wonderful influence of my nurse, Maude Mus-grave, I quickly recovered. Acting upon the advice of my lawyer, Irene Porritt, I sued the railroad company for ten thousand dollars damages. I sought for information concerning my other class mates, and found that Opal White was a fashionable modiste in “gay Paree” and that Sylvia Griffin was missionary to the natives of New Guinea. Paul Cox was an Intemational croquet champion, though he still does scientific work as a side line--- Just then I got a bite and awakened abruptly, only in time to keep the boat from sinking.