Greenville High School - Hi Life Yearbook (Greenville, MI)

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VERDA WILSON: “I have fought a good fight and I have finished my course.” Chorus. ANNA WILLIAMS: “Once a friend, always a friend.” Chorus. HILBERT WITTKOP: “All the great men are dead and I don't feel well myself.” Editor-in-chief of Hi-Life. Treasurer, ’1(5, ’17. Vice President, ’18. Military Training. Instructor Mechanical Drawing. Staff Artist of Hi-Life, ’17. Commencement Committee. MARY HUBERTA VAN DEINSE: “Will anyone ever understand her?” Vice President, ’16, ’17. Treasurer, ’18. Class Prophetess. Commencement Committee. IRENE YERKES: ‘‘Blessed with plain reason and sober sense.” WEARERS OF THE “G” P. Lyndrup. L. Baldwin (Yell Master). R. Silverthorne (Captain Basketball Team). f Page Twenty

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FLORENCE SLAWSON: In every deed of mischief she had a heart to resolve, a head to contrive, and a hand to execute.” Staff Photographer. BEULAH TALLMAN: “I prefer a Reo.” Flower Committee. Committee for Red Cross Membership. Chorus. WILLIAM STAFFORD: “There is no good in arguing with the inevitable.” Football, ’IT, '18. Sales Manager Hi-Life. Military Training. CECILE THORNTON: “She always wears that preoccupied air.' VERA ELOISE THOMPSON: “Smiles may come and laughs may go, But giggles go on forever.” War Department of Hi-Life. Typist for Hi-Life. Chorus. Page Nineteen

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History of Class of 1918 IT WAS iii the fall of the year 1911, when a large group of—what were they? —one can hardly name them. Some looked like lost slice}), and acted more so, all keeping close together, trying to find some kind shepherd or shepherdess to put them each in a separate fold. At last that long belated personage appeared in the form of a tall, slender lady with dark hair, who gave some sharp command which the sheep, though still young, understood; the flock then divided and each went to his individual place. A few stragglers had to be rounded up and driven to their corner, and then, after leaving them to get used to their new surroundings for a few minutes, they were turned loose with tin4 warning that they should return when they heard the bell on the following day. As might be expected, there were a few lost sheep wandering down each narrow lane, but, little by little, instinct told them where they belonged and so this grew to be a very unusual sight, unless, perchance, some new member was added to the fold. Hut in this flock, although the majority were meek, peaceable and loving, were one or two who deserve special mention. Hut perhaps I have carried my figure too far, and you do not realize that 1 am referring to a group of those notable beings, known and laughed at in all High Schools—the Freshmen. Hut now that I am sure you will not misunderstand me, I will finish telling you about those two bold and somewhat pugnacious members. One was a rather large girl, with dark brown curly hair and rosy red cheeks. 1 will tell you a secret—you’d never know that Freshman now as a Senior. If anyone hissed “Freshic” at her, she only turned up her nose and passed disdainfully on. They laughed at her then, but now the lower classmen almost wither at that look. The other was also a robust specimen of humanity. He had a pug nose and mischievous eyes which often caused him much trouble. Some sophisticated Sophomore yelled that magic word, and quick as a wink, the Freshman turned on him, and that Sophomore had to beg mercy. Hut if I should start naming all the notable ones in that flock, I would not know where to end so just leave those two as suggestions. The class was soon shut up in a little room and told to choose their leader, and they chose a fine man. lie was not big of stature, but oh my! he managed that flock with a whip hand. As usual, there was the universal feeling which exists between the two lower classes, and the “Freshies” were due for a hazing. One of our number, poor bov, was captured by a wild band of Sophomores and marched none too gently to Flat river, where, oh how I hate to tell it! he was made to take off his shoes and stockings, and made to do numerous feats on the dam and in the water. Hut there’s an inside story known to very few. which I am letting you in on. so listen well. Two meddling girls were along that night, and they watched the proceedings with anger, for wasn’t the boy a special friend of one? One of them grabbed a cap from one of their tormentors’ heads and hid it. Where? Well, this is the greatest secret of all, and if you doubt my word, you may still be able to find the cap, though report has it that one of the girls turned chicken-hearted and restored the cap to its original owner. Hut that’s not my story. Anyway, the cap was hidden under a stone at the edge of the river, and I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s there yet. There were very few social events that year, but among them was a big Hallowe’en party, at which some of the upper classmen forgot their dignity and tried to steal the ice cream, but were outwitted. Anyway, all said they had a fine time and wanted another right away. Hut as the “Freshies” were yet so young, they weren’t allowed another festive affair until they had a big picnic with the Sophomore class at Baldwin lake. You see, bv this time the differences had been forgotten, for they had had a contest to ascertain each other’s strength. I need not tell you that the brave Pa e Twenty-One