Ironton High School - Owl Yearbook (Ironton, OH)

Text from Pages 1 - 56 of the 1919 volume:

DEDICATED TO THE SENIORS OF NINETEEN C. E. McCorkle, Ph. B.= A. M., A. M., Ped. D. Superintendent of City Schools and Graduate of Ohio, Clark and Harvard Universities. “lie is a man of ability and is jolly good- natured.” OUR COMMANDER IN CHIEF C. C. Walker, A. B., A. M., Hamilton College “He is a man of rare, undoubted might.” OUR SECOND IN COMMAND Miss Lillian G. Corn, A. B., Vassar College “There's music in her finger tips And music in her toes. But as for the rest She shines the best In driving away the woes.” y OUR CHIEF ADVISOR Mi s Anna L. Jones, B. A., Ohio University “Devoted, anxious, gsZc ” us, void of guile V• • 1, her whole hearts welcome in her OUR ADVISOR SENIOR ORGANIZATION ★ President .... Vice President. Secretary .... Treasurer .... Walter S. Mahle Lucille Nazor Louise Crawford Clifford Edwards ★ Motto.....................Carpe Diem Colors..................Green and Gold Flower....................Yellow Rose BURNS, EMMA MARGARET Commercial St. Lawrence School ’16; Dramatic Club ’18. “If any painter drew her, he would paint her unawares. With a halo 'round her hair.” ANDREWS, LEE DOW General Euterpean Lit. ’15, ’16; Track ’17; Military Company ’18; Student Council ’15, ’16 Debating Club President ’16; Minnie Hicks 18’ Mgr. I. H. S. Bowlers ’18. So much to pardon—so much to pity— so much to admire!” BRAMMER, IRMA DEE General Eeritean Lit. ’16, ’17; Forest Academy ’15. “I love that tranquillity of soul.” CAMPBELL, MARY MILDRED Classical Dramatic Club “Like a dewdrop, purest of the pure. DAVIS, GLENDON EARL Scientific Euterpean ’16, ’17; Minnie Hicks ’18; Stu- dent Council 18. “Grow old along with me.” CLORAN, MARY RUTH Commercial St. Lawrence School 15, 16; Dramatic Club ’16, ’17, ’18. “Within her heart was his image lothed in the beauty of love and youth. COPPESS, HELEN E. General Lima High School ’16, ’17, ’18 “O lay thy hand in mine, dear!” DRUMMOND, FOLSOM E. Scientific Track ’17; Science Club 17 “The coolest and most courageous man was scarcely five feet tall.” CRAWFORD, LOUISE General Ecritean ’15; Dramatic Club ’16, ’17; Class Treasurer ’16; Ow! Stall ’17, 18; Class President ’18; Class Secretary ’19; Senior Review 19. “Thou are perfect in love-lore No doubt there is much mischief u der those sparkling eyes.” EVERMAN, MILDRED N. General Clionian Lit. ’16, 17 “God's rarest blessing, a good woman.” EDWARDS, CLIFFORD J. Scientific V. President of Euterpean Lit. ’17; Treas- urer of Class ’18, ’19; Track ’16, ’17; Foot- ball ’16, ’18; Basketball ’17. “It is not good that man should live alone. FARMER, RUTH MAGDALEN Classical St. Joseph’s School 16, 17; Los Compan- eros Espar.oles ’18, 19. “Thov. hast the patience and the faith of ■a saints.” FIELDS, CARRIE MAE General Ecritean Lit. ’15, ’16 “Her heart like the moon, is always chang- ing, but there is always a man in it.” FALTER, PAUL Classical St. Joseph’s School ’16, ’17; Los Compan- eros Espanoles ’18, T9. “Let the world slide, I’ll not budge an inch.” FLETCHER, SHIRLEY IONE Classical Clionian Lit. ’16 ’17 “A maiden, modest and yet self-possessed.” FOX, LILLIAN MAE Commercial Euterpean Lit. ’16, ’17. “A maiden never bold.” GABLER, HENRY DUIS Scientific Euterpean Lit. ’16; Secretary of Class ’17; Track ’17; Treasurer of Class ’18; Senior Review ’19; Military Co. ’18; Los Com- paneros Espanoles ’18, 19. “I don’t talk very much but I think a lot.” GALLAGHER, GENEVIEVE FRANCES Classical St. Joseph’s School ’16, ’17; Dramatic Club ’17, ’18; Los Companeros Espanoles 18, ’19 ‘‘And the white rose weeps; she is late.” GALLAGHER, MARY VERONICA Classical St. Joseph s School 16, 17; Los Compan- eros EspanolesI Treas. ’18, ’19. “She was just a little lassie full of smiles and wiles and song.” GOLDCAMP, EDWARD Scientific Powellsville High School ’15, ’16; Science Club ’16, ’17. “Ripe in wisdom was he, but patient and simple and childlike.” GEHRLING, BEATRICE E. Commercial Dramatic Club ’17; Basketball '17; Student Council 17, 18; Student Council Treasurer ’18. “She had rather talk with a man any da;- than an angel.” GINN, FLORENCE ROBENA Commercial Ecritean Lit. 15; Dramatic Club 16. “This one thing I do, or these forty things I dabble in—which shall it be?” GOLDCAMP, SILVINUS Scientific Euterpean Lit. 15; Dramatic Club 16, 17, Baseball. ’18;'Senior Debating Team ’19. “But if I could understand what you are.” GRANT, JULIA THELMA Classical Euterpe m Lit ’15, ’16 “Hsi step was royal—queen-like.” MUSH .— r ssM IBBI r ss i r ssvi GORMAN, JOSEPH MALONE Classical Editor-in-Chief Senior Review ’19; V. Pres. Class ’18; Minnie Hicks ’17; Baseball ’18; Euterpean Lit. ’17; St. Lawrence School ’16; Military Co. ’18; Los Companeros Espan- oles V. Pres. ’18, ’19; Wasp Staff ’17, ’18. “Boys take a charice—Columbus did.” KLEIN, EDNA MARGARET Classical St. Joseph’s ’15, ’16; Dramatic Club ’17, ’18; Student Council ’17, ’18; Los Compan- eros Espanoles Sec. ’18, ’19. “Too young for love? Ah, say not so!” HAYES, OSCAR RICHEY General Euterpena Lit ’16, Dramatic Club ’17; Foot- ball ’16, ’17, ’18; Football Mgr. ’19, Track Capt. ’16; Minnie Hicks ’18. Military Co. ’18; Business Manager Owl ’!8 Student Council ’17, ’18. “Trained for either camp or court, Skillful in each manly sport.” MAHLE, WALTER STEPHEN Classical St. Joseph’s school ’16, ’17; Minnie Hicks ’18; Military Co. ’18; Baseball ’18, ’19; Football ’18; Pres. Class ,’19; Wasp Staff ’19; Social Committee '19; Los Compan- eros Espanoles Pres. ’19. “Thou comest between me and those bookt too often.” LODER, ANNA CECELIA Commercial St. Lawrence School ’15, ’16; Dramatic Club ’16, ’17. ’18. “Ch vnv that strikes the sight, and merit that wins the soul.” RIEL, EUGENE MOORE Scientific Science Club ’16, ’17; Pres. Science Club '17, ’18; Instructor Radio Class ’18, ’19. ‘ Th;if boy with the grave mathematical look.” HILL, ALICE MARIE Commercial Coal Grove High ’15, ’16, ’17. “The flower of weakness grows on a stem of grace.” MILLER, JOHN HENRY Scientific Euterpean Lit. ’16, ’17 “Why don’t you speak for yourself, John! ’ LANGE, AGNES LOVINA Classical Dramatic Club ’ I 7, ’ 18; Euterpean ‘ 16 “A girl who has so many pleasing ways.” MASSIE, MARIE General Dramtic Club ’16, ’17, ’18 “A tender heart, a will inflexible.” SMALLEY, JAMES CONLEY General Euterpean Lit. ’16; Debating team ’19; De- bating Club ’17; Secretary and Critic ’16; Los Companeros Espanoles ’19. ‘‘Friend, all the world’s a little queer, ex- cepting thee and me; and some- times I think thee a trifle peculiar.” THORNTON, HALLIE FERN General Glee Club ’17, ’18; Debating Club Sec. ’16 “A noble type of good heroic womanhood.” STEPHENSON, CECIL Scientific Ecritean Lit. ’16. “There is a vein of mirth, beneath his air of dignity.” NEEKAMP, CLARA LOUISE General Ecritean Lit. ’15, ’16; Dramatic Club ’17 “She seems as happy as a wave That dances on the sea.” TULGA, RAYMOND HAROLD Commercial Euterpean Lit. ’17; Military Co. ’18; Los Companeros Espano'e- ’19. “Up! up! my frieru your books, Or surely you'll gro NAZOR, LUCILLE WILSON General Secy, of Class ’18; Student Council ’18;’ So- cial Committee ’19; V. President ’19; Or- chestra ’19; Mt. Carmel, 111., High School ’16, ’17. “A rose with all its sweetest leaves yet folded.” WILSON, JAMES OZRO Commercial Football ’16, ’17, ’18; Track ’16, ’17: Min- nie Hicks Club ’18; Military Co. ’18; Euter- pean Lit. ’17; Chairman Refreshment Com- mittee ’19; Business Mgr. Review 19. There's a brave fellow! There’s a man of pluck! A man who’s not afraid to say his say. Though the whole town’s against him.” WINKEL, JOHANNA GERTRUDE Classical Euterpean Lit. ’15 ’16, ’17; Dramatic Club ’17, ’18; Student Council ’15, ’16; Student Council Secy. 16, 1 ;■ Jr. Editor Owl Staff ’17, ’18; Chairma cial Committee '19; Senior Review Sta ■“And is he gone and is he gone.” SLUSHER, EMMA LOUISE General Euterpean Lit. ’16 “Sail forth into the sea of life, O gentle loving, trusting wife.” WALTON, MAURICE EMERSON Scientific Ecritean Lit. ’15, ’16, ’17; 1st Sergeant Mil- itary Co. ’18. “I go to this school to get a general idea of things.” URICK, MATILDA Commercial Euterpean Lit. ’16; Dramatic Club 17, 18 “Mindful not of herself.” STANLEY, CLARA BLANCHE General Rock Camp High ’16, ’17; Marion High ’18 “So mild, so merciful, so strong, so good. So patient, peaceful, loyal, loving, pure.” WILLIAMS, PAUL M. Classical Ecritean Lit: ’16; Football ’17, ’18; Basket- ball ’17; Student Council ’16, ’17; Military Co. ’18; Senior Review ’19; Los Compan- eros Espanoles ’18, ’19. “And all men loved him for his modest grace And comliness of figure and of face.” TULGA, EDNA RUTH Commercial Euterpean Lit. ’16, ’17 ‘Silence is more eloquent than words.” WEINER, HARRY GERSON General Monessen High School '16, ’17, ’18; Senior Debating Team '19. “Generally speaking, he is—generally speaking.” a iOJT' ROBERT BURDETTE In our review of Senior days, as it is in life, among the joys must come a tinge of sadness. There is an absent one in our num- ber, yet, were we to choose, we wish we might have said of us, what may be said of him. He had offered all to his country yet at the very date upon which he would have entered upon his service the Great Com- mander called Robert to the Heavenly Army. In His gain, our country lost a brave and gallant soldier, the family a noble son and brother, and 1919 a beloved class-mate. “Bob” was a regular fellow, prominent in athletics, always public-spirited and the possessor of those qualities that made him a welcome addition to any gathering. So to mourn our loss in not having Robert with us, we pause to pay our respect to him and a tribute to his life well lived, though he was with us for so short a time. Tribute To Uncle Sams Helpers The Seniors have always been full of spirit, so naturally our class did not fail to contribute her quota in the World War. It was no easy thing for these young people, with their diploma in reaching distance, to recognize their country's need and sacrifice their personal desires for an ideal that would bring peace to a chaotic w'-rid. In the active eivice we had Oscar Hayes, Malone Gor- f ’vn and Sam Cook, while iom Layne is now serving his four years at Annapolis Academy. Not only were the boys represented, but Hallie Thornton volunteered as a Student Nurse: She was not called into active ser- vice but during the influenza epidemic she served the community faithfully, indicating her sincerity of purpose. All honor to them who realized so early in life the value of service for others. MISS LILLIAN G. CORN JAMES O. WILSON J. IVIAl REVIEW STAFF Miss Lillian G. Corn _ J. Malone Gorman ___James O. Wilson ___Johanna Winkel Louise Crawford Paul Williams Duis Gabler or___________ ief____ Manager Assistam Fditors _ “TO YOU” Of “Jimmin’ the works” there’s not a chance. With “Major” efforts we’ve striven. Away from our toil we dared not glance, And by “Jo” we’ve had hard livin’! ’Course things went wrong—they always do, ’Tis then the “Corn” did boil. But the “Ouija” board would pull us through No “Sleep” but midnight oil. You think we’re kickin’, but we’re not For we’ve yet to present our “Bill.” We know our price down to the dot. We want your hearty good will. You bet your life, we’re proud of it! We’ve done this all for you! If you get nothing out of it, We blame you, so we do! “FROM US.’ CLASS FOE IMI We’ve worked and played together Thru’ four short happy years. And as we meet to say “good-bye,” We smile, but we smile thru’ tears. You gave us strength and courage To face whate’er the task. And in return', we pledge to thee Our love while life shall last. And now that we are leaving here To join a larger throng, When we are called to harder tasks Thy faith shall make us strong. When we have wandered far from thee And years have passed away , Then, to hear thy name, “Old Ironton High,” Shall give us back this day. Good-bye to Alma Mater, Good-bye, and three long cheers; The memory of those happy days. We’ll cherish thru the years. Ruth Cloran, ’19 CLASS HISTORY A weak, struggling mass of flesh and bone hammered by teachers and abused by upper classmen finally dropped into allotted seats in the rear of the study hall. It took about three weeks to find our assembly regularly and as yet some of the boys are not able to find all of their classes Our freshman year was one of great excitement for are not new things most novel. To see a senior with a big orange “I” on a black sweater would make us shrink down in our seats; also we were sometimes called upon to serve upon the program of one of the various literary so- cieties. We could not get used to being freshmen until we found suddenly the year was over and next year they gave us the front of the study hall. This honor was not thrust upon us. We had to fight for it. Some died fighting and fell by the wayside. We felt as if we now had the right to start a few class fights of our own and some were successful. We were given a good choice of the different societies and went to work. Jolly good times were had and we all remember the different plays and entertainments. new names. Every year seemed to be easier until we hit English Lit. Alas! too many stubbed their toe over this raised brick. It seemed to reach out after one in their sleep. We lost Mr. Davis about the middle of the school year and wondered who would look after us. We found to our horror that there were four acting principals and we wished we had an eye for each of them. Some of our classmates left us to go to war shortly after Christmas and we gave them a grand send off. Our senior year has been much dis- turbed by the “flu” germ. We all were so sorry to miss the two months of work but felt worse when making it all up. We know a better class never sat behind the foot- lights to receive their diplomas. Every one of them will make a name for himself. Perhaps we would do better if it were possible to start over tomorrow but some would do worse so we don’t worry about it. One last look and we fade into the Alumni. May our nevt look find as ade- quate building with a much larger enroll- ment. The next year we were called juniors and moved to room I. We called the roll a d round many missing but added many J Farewell, old Ironton High, we sing your praise forever. OSCAR R. HAYES. CLASS HOROSCOPE 1 Commonly Name Known as Lee Andrews Count Emma Burns 3 Burnsey Irma Brammer Irma Mildred Campbell I? Middy Ruth Cloran Sweety—by Walter Helen Coppess Cop Louise Crawford Weege Glendon Davis Duke Folsom Druminond Possum Mildren Everman Mildred Clifford Edwards Cliff Ruth Farmer Ruthie Carrie Fields Cotton Paul Falter Squire Shirley Fletcher Shirl Lillian Fox Lil Duis Gabler Bill Genevieve Gallagher Jen Veronica Gallagher Stumpy Edward Goldcamp Count the 2nd Silvinus Goldcamp Red Malone Gorman Major Beatrice Gehrling Bea Florence Ginn Patty Thelma Grant Sis Oscar Hayes Ossie Marie Hill Marie Edna Klein Ted Agnes Lange Fatty Anna Loder Mick John Miller John Marie Massie Marie Walter Mahle Mall Lucille Nazor Lu Clare Neekamp Clara Eugene Riel Gene Cecil Stephenson Lang Boy Emma Slusher Slush Clara Stanley Stan James Smalley Cheapie Raymond Tulga Ray Ruth Tulga Ruface Halhe Thornton Windy Matilda Urick Tilda Emerson Walton Percy James Wilson Fanatic Johanna Winkel Joe Paul Williams Sleep Harry Weiner Bologna Hopes to Be But Will Be Married man A tramp Stenographer Poet Teacher Preacherette Reader A wife Walter’s wife Mrs. Mahle Paul’s Movie actress Artist Otherwise Mechanic A Democrat Senator Farmer French teacher Farmerette Coach Brakeman Educated Good Married Vampire Merchant Pool shark Instructor Quiet Typist Bachelor girl Electric Engineer Clown Giggling Sleepy Butter Scotch Maid Democrats wife Tall Short Speed demon Hen-pecked Loved Mamma’s darling Sam’s Ossie’s Cute Maybe Farmerette College Girl Weed-raiser Weed-reducer Stenographer Stenographer Music teacher Novelist On time Late Veronica’s rival Cupid Chief of police Fire chief French -long to Roy Cute Papa’s darling Nurse Always agreeable Lowell’s Clancy’s Wireless operator Bachelor Orator Dancing master Mermaid Poor fish Well liked Friendly Popular Gambler Pianist Knitter School Marm Left Talkative A nurse Unnoticed Let’s see? Professor Nothing Margaret’s Not Lou’s Edward’s Meter in cellar Let’er go Gallagher Steel Magnate Underselling . CLASS PROPHECY A German aviator in one of the Kais- er’s Zeppelins was flying over Ironton. Knowing it to be a very prosperous place he that it would add to his glory to destroy it, so, touching a lever he caused several hugh bombs to descend upon our beauti- ful burg which knocked it into 20 years hence. Looking around, trying to collect my scattered senses, I found myself seated in the Presidential Chair in Washington, hold- ing the reins of government, managed chief- ly by members of the class of 19. Turning to dictate a message, I found that my pri- vate secretary was Ruth Cloran, entirely happy altho the good looking young man was missing. She immediately showed me a gift she had received that morning—a foun- tain pen manufactured by the Edna Klein company. It really seemed to be a very good pen, too. We had just begun work when we heard a great commotion in the corridor and a man burst into the room. He an- nounced that he was chief detective Clif- ford Edwards and that he must have a pri- vate interview. Very important! As soon as I cleared the room he sat down and began his story. Malone Gorman, militar- ist, and Cecil Stephenson, speaker of the rouse, had attempted to form an intrigue against the government! But, “the best laid plans of mice and men gang aft agla.” Of course there was a woman in the They thot that she, Lucille Nazor, of the ambassador from Afghanistan, i . 'd not tell, and really, she was so nec- ■ 1 ary to lobby for them. But of course he told Anna Loder. Now this Miss Loder was proving herself to be a second Annette Kellerman, and must have told all the fish- es, for it soon reached the ears of the police department and the whole town was in a buzz. I decided that I, alone, was not able to cope with such a difficult situation, so I called a cabinet meeting. What a notable gathering it was! Half anti-suffragettes. As soon as they had assembled I explained the matter at hand and several very vigor- ous speeches were made. Finally my Sec- retary of State, Louise Crawford, rose to her feet. “Honorable colleagues,” quoth she, “I think we would all be better able to produce workable and practical ideas if the inner man were first appeased.” A motion was then made that we adjourn to the Congres- sional lunch room where Glendon Davis was the chef. When we had seated ourselves, the head waiter approached respectfully and waited our orders. I gasped in amazement. Who was this familiar person? Turning to the one nearest me I put the question to him. He gazed at him a short time and then whispered in my ear, “Lee Andrews.” For the love of St. Pete! How unfortunate that one of such high talents should so mis his calling! In the meantime someone had started the orchestra, which, under the leadership of Madame Thelma Grant Mittendorf was giving fortha most haunting, dreamy melo- dy which I learned was from the delightful operetta of school life “Youth,” by the won- derfully talented and distinguished virtuoso Raymond Tulga, who was rapidly making a place for himself among such people as Hayden and Beethoven. Returning to our adjourned session we found matters much easier to decide but it CLASS PROPHECY was thot necessary that I make a trip to the metropolic of Ohio—lronton. Calling up Walter Mahle, Supt. of Mahle and V. Gallagher Airship Line, I se- cured a private car and rushed with all haste to “That Old Home Town of Mine.” At the corner I saw a large crowd surrounding a soap-box orator, who on close scrutiny proved to be none other than James Wilson. He was proclaiming an old time but bru- tal game known as football. I decided that such proceedings should be straightened out at once so I went to visit the mayor, Harry Weiner who, dignified and pompous, prom- ised to cooperate heartily on the proposition. I knew that from him I would be able to get all the latest gossip, so proceeded to pump him. It was not at all heard for he seemed most eager to talk and this is what he said: “Of movie actors, weVe many— Oscar Hayes is one of fame. Bee Gehrling a clown in a circus. Now makes her opponents seem tame: Genevieve Gallagher became a hair dresser With a cute little shop up the main. And Paul Williams, debounair and still clever, Sells peanuts in front of the same.” Here I interrupted his honor, for I thot if I did not he might run on forever like the famous brook. I left the building and was crossing the street when a sight caught my eye—“Home for Feeble Minded Cats.” As I had never heard of such an institution, I decided to investigate. I entered and in- quired foil the head of the “Home.” Paul Falter the bell boy showed me into the office where I discovered Edward Goldcamp seated behind a big desk giving orders to his assistant, Hallie Thornton. He welcomed me heartily and started in on a long tirade on his method of treating the poor pussies and he may be talking yet for I left very suddenly. After I had completed all important business, I started to the station but before I reached it my attention was attracted by another soap box orator. This one was de- manding in no uncertain tones that the peo- ple by a patent that he had guaranteed to prevent a sidewalk’s holding water. I asked one of the listeners who the fanatic might be and he said it was Jimmy Smallev but he was not really crazy. 1 was delighted to hear this and hurried to the waiting airship On board I picked up a newspaper and read that Marie Massie had cleaned up $100,000 in the stock exchange and she would in all probability get married now; Duis Gabler had been elected Sultan of Turkey; somebody had built a fire under Agnes Lange and burnt her up; Florence Ginn and Carrie Fields were starting in the 1939 Follies. These things were surprising but by no means the most startling. Down in an obscure corner of the paper I found an item which quoted Sylvinus Goldcamp, noted astronomer, as saying, “A collision between the earth and Mars could not help but do serious damage.” Looking at the date of the statement I saw that the sched- uled collision would come onthis very day. I called Johanna Winkel who was my pilot and told her to get me to Washington as soon as possible. We arrived in an incredi- bly short time and found everything in a hubbub. At the Capitol all the employes were greatly frightened because of the corn- catastrophe. No sooner had I entered the room than a mighty rumbling was heard, then a deafening crash, then oblivion. I rubbed my eyes; could it be true? Here I was still in my high school days list- ening to my teacher fond and dear uttering at the end of school, those well known words: “If ever there be a class devine. It will be that one of One Nine One Nine.” HELEN COPPESS ’19. CLASS WILL Know all men by these presents, that we, the members of the Senior Class of '19, do make and publish this last will and testa- ment. We do hereby bequeath the follow- ing, to-wit: Firstly! To the Juniors, we bequeath the honor and esteem in which we are held by the faculty. Secondly; To the same, we most re- spectfully dedicate our air of “don’t care, our beloved Room J, and our seats in said room. Thirdly; to the Sophomores, our sister class, we bequeath all the privileges we have enjoyed in old I. H. S. Fourthly; To the Freshmen, we be- queath our ability and notoriety for “start- ing things.” Fifthly; We do hereby appoint Miss Helen Kinnaird, who has a great reputation as doorkeeper of the study hall, as general informer of direction for the incoming Fresh- men, in return for the many times she has sent us around to the opposite door of said study hall. I, Lee D. Andrews, do hereby be- queath by title of Count and my ability to make the teachers think I know something by argueing, to my namesake, Lee Weiler. I, Ruth Cloran, do bequeath by yawns and nods as well as my slow dignified man- ner to Dorothy Ringo. I, Glendon Davis, do hereby bequeath my favorite saying, “Is that so,” to Gordon Schachleiter, and my enormous physique to Gould Peters. I, Helen Coppess, do hereby bequeath my personal smiles to Margery Edwards. I, Duis Gabler, do hereby bequeath my ability to ::get all bawled up” to Edward Gallagher. I, Louise Crawford, do bequeath my naturally curly hair to Faye Ferguson and my dainty figure to Georgia Davis. I, Carrie Pields, do bequeath to Jose- phine Meehan, my pink cheeks. I, Silvinus Goldcamp, do bequeath to Peter Burkhalter my seat in the Senior as- sembly, which occupies more space than 1 can fill. I, Beatrice Gehrling, do bequeath my bashfulness and the quiet way in which 1 walk through the halls to Hilda Sanders. We, Thelma Grant and Anna Loder, do bequeath to Miriam Marling and Dorothy White, our womanly quality of whispering. I, Malone Gorman, do hereby bequeath my last piece of butterscotcn to Earl Mitten- dorf, as 1 believe the rest to be perfectly safe, considering that he has other affilia- tions. I, Florence Ginn, do bequeath to Mar- garet Hailey my womanly dignity and quiet grace. I, Oscar Hayes, do bequeath to Harold Paul my interest in the faculty and the fac- ulty’s interest in me, as well as my ability to guess facts correctly in Civic’s class. I, Veronica Gallagher, do bequeath my sweet disposition and my curly hair to Kath- erine Hetzel. I, Walter Mahle, do hereby bequeath my ability to keep order at class meetings to Edward Burkhalter. I, Harry Weiner, do bequeath to Wayne Wickline my fondness and ability for argue- ing. 1, Genevieve Gallagher, do bequeath my position in the cloak room to avoid saying forty-five minutes after school for tardiness to Virginia Sherman. I, Lucille Nazor, do bequeath to Bar- bara Phipps ,my desire for being everywhere at once. I, James Wilson, do hereby bequeath my natural fondness for new girls to Donald Frazier. I, Clara Neekamp, do bequeath my ability to see without being seen to Eliza- beth Williams I, Johanna Winkel, do bequeath my CLASS WILL nineties and my inability to keep my eyes straight to Helen Cooper. We, the faculty, do hereby take advan- tage of this opportunity to express our heart- felt relief at the graduation of the class of 19, and that as a result, the protecting eagle which hovers over this building shall foreveremore remain red. Lastly, we, the departing Seniors of 1919, do dedicate to the Juniors the follow- ing verse: Silently one by one. In the grade books of the teachers. Blossom their little zeroes— The forget-me-nots of the Juniors. Signed: EDNA KLEIN, ’19 Witnessed this day under my hand and seal: C. W. WALKER. In the suburbs of a small western town lived Miss Malinda Spriggs, a worthy spin- ster whose age like that of all such person- ages was unknown, but from her sair some- times streaked with gray, I should guess with the danger of mortally offending her, that she was not far from fifty. She was tall, thin, and wiry, with steely gray eyes which struck terror into the hearts of all the small boys in the neighborhood to whom Miss Spriggs’ laden fruit trees too often proved irresist- ible. As I have said before. Miss Spriggs’ hair was sometimes streaked with gray_ shis was especially true toward the latter part of the week, while on Sunday it was as jet black as that of the eighteen-year-old belli of the town. Every Saturday as my read ers have probably guessed, black hair dye was lavishly used by Miss Spriggs. One rainy Friday afternoon in the month of July a very disheaveled Miss Spriggs was just finishing her weekly house- cleaning when every nook and corner from garret to cellar was cleaned and brightened. The last speck of dust had just disappeared under her masterful hand when there came a loud peal of the door bell. Hastily arrang- ing her cap, the spinster opened the door. On the steps stood a uniformed messenger boy who politely touched his cap and said: “A telegram for you. Miss Spriggs.” Now Miss Spriggs was by no means a timid woman, but one of the things which did blanch her cheek like it does all of fem- inity, was one of those mysterious yellow en- velopes which messenger boys deliver. With a trembling hand she signed the boy’s book, all the time talking to the amused young man in the uniform for it was certainly an unusual thing to see Miss Spriggs frightened. “Oh, Jimmy, who can it be from? Poor John, I wonder if something dreadful has happened to him?” “I hope not. Miss Spriggs. Let’s hope it’s a message from some big lawyer telling you of a great inheritance or something pleasant like that,” comforted Jimmy, whose sympathy was aroused in spite of himself. “Well I guess I had better open it. You stay with me, Jimmy, in case I should faint, ’ the spinster said gingerly tearing open the envelope from which she drew forth the dreadful message. This is what it contained: “Entire family ill with influenza. Come at once. JOHN.” “Well, it’s bad enough, although it might be worse. Poor John, and Emily and the children. I must catch the first train out Do you happen to know what time it leaves, Jimmy?” “At five o’clock sharp, ma’em. That leaves you two hours to get ready in.” “Two hours!” cried Miss Spriggs. She slammed the door in the surprised boy’s face and hastened out to the kitchen. “Two hours and all that I have to do. Oh, dear, I never shall get it all done,” she confided to her pet cat that lay in front of the stove. “The first thing to do is to dye my hair.” She took a bottle of black dye from the pantry shelf and glancing at the name of the manufacturer, she said to herself: “Car- penter. This is not the same patent I used before but I guess it’s all right. At any rate I haven’t time to read all these directions.” So she began the task of restoring her hair to its former raven hue. But alack and MISS SPRIGGS alas! Haste makes waste as Miss Spriggs was forcibly reminded. Instead of a lovely black her hair turned a dirty green shade. “Heaven above!” shrieked the poor spinster. “My hair, oh my hair! It’s ruined completely.” She rinsed it several times, but without effect; she had dyed her hair green and green it remained. At last the weary woman gave up all attempts to restore her hair to its natural color and went upstairs to dress. “I sincerely hope that I put on the right dress; After this dreadful green stuff I don’t think I will be able to see anything but green for months to come,” she said to herself. At last she was ready. In order to con- ceal her unsightly hair she wore a close-fit- ting black cap On the train the passen- gers gave her a questioning glance or two and then concluding that she must have had her hair cut off they immediately forgot the old woman in the black cap. Not so with her brother John, however who met her at the station. “Why in the world are you wearing that cap?” he began as soon as they had exchanged greetings. But she evaded the question and began to talk of his sick family. He haw that she was sensitive about her unusual head dress so with unusual discretion for a man he did not mention it again. The sick ones, including Miss Spriggs’ sister-in-law and her two children, Malinda aged 14 who was named for her aunt, and Charles, aged 10, improved rapidly under the spinster’s care. But one thing that made the children very curious was the fact that morning, noon and night their aunt always wore a black silk cap on her head. Many and many a time they urged her: “Auntie, why don’t you take off your cap and cool your head? I’m sure you’d feel better.” But no amount of persuasion could induce her to take off her cap for a single instant. At last one evening after her illness left her, little Malinda determined to find out why her aunt continually wore that hateful black cap. So as bed time approached she took her book up to her aunt’s bedroom and seating herself near an open window began to read. Soon her aunt came up to bed and looking up from her book the young lady said inocently: “I came in here to read auntie, because it is so nice and cool. You can get ready for bed and then I will go.” “I am not sleepy,” replied the spinster. “I’ll just knit awhile and wait until you fin- ish your story.” At ten o’clock the disappointed Malinda bade her nodding aunt good-night and wei ' to her own room while Miss Spriggs slow'v took down her green hair and prepared for bed. It was with great relief that Malinda Spriggs left her prying niece and nephew the next day for her own solitary little cottage. Here she might remain unmo’-sted until that hateful color left her h .-'d. She would really be thankful for gr; y. RUTH FARMER, ’19. Commencement Exercise BACCAULAUREATE SERMON First M. E. Church May 25, at 8 p. m. Minister_________________________________________________ Rev. W. H. Hampton ★ Debate—Portsmouth vs Ironton_________________________________Tuesday, May 27 ★ CLASS DAY Kingsbury Lawn May 28 Class Song______________Words by Ruth Cloran and Music by Johanna Winkel Class History ___________________________________________________________Oscar Hayes Donor Speech____________________________________________________Walter Mahle Response_____________________________________________________Edward Burkhalter Wjll______________________________________________________________Edna Klein Prophecy________________________________________________________ Helen Coppess Class Play ______________________________________“In the Days of Robin Hood” ★ Assisting Class Day Committee Lucille Nazor, Johanna ,,...kel, Louise Crawford, Paul Williams, Oscar Hayes, and James O. Wilson. “IN THE DAYS OF ROBIN HOOD Robin Hood_________________________________________________ Maid Marian _______________________________________________ Sir Richard Lea____________________________________________ Walter Lea_________________________________________________ Sheriff of Nottingham______________________________________ Prince John _______________________________________________ King Richard_______________________________________________ Friar Tuck_________________________________________________ Little John _______________________________________________ Kate ______________________________________________________ Scarlet____________________________________________________ Much_______________________________________________________ Pursuivant ________________________________________________ Old Woman__________________________________________________ Abbot _____________________________________________________ Justiciary_________________________________________________ Foresters, Retainers, etc James Smalley Emerson Walton Eugene Riel Cecil Stephenson John Miller. James O. Wilson Johanna Winkel ____ Oscar Hayes Malone Gorman ___Glendon Davis ____Walter Mahle Silvinus Goldcamp ----Paul Williams ____Harry Weiner Louise Crawford -------Duis Gabler _______Paul Falter Edward Goldcamp -----Agnes Lange Folsom Drummond Clifford Edwards Scenes Act 1—Garden Scene near Sir Richard’s Castle. Acts 2, 3, and 4—In Sherwood Forest. Fairies Ruth Cloran—Queen Helen Coppess Carrie Fields Edna Klein Veronica Gallagher Genevieve Gallagher Mildred Campbell Clare Neekamp , Marie Massie Florence Ginn Anna Loder Emma Burns COMMENCEMENT PIROS RAM ★ First M. E. Church Prelude -------------------- Chorus______________________ Invocation------------------ Chorus---------------------- Presentation of Speaker----- Address--------------------- Chorus______________________ Presentation of Honor Pins Presentation of Diplomas _ Class Song------------------ Thursday, May 29 _______ Orchestra _________ Morning Rev. P. E. White ___________Spring __C. E. McCorkle Pres. Alston Ellis _____Swing Song ____C. C. Walker _______F. A. Ross _________ Seniors ★ CLASS YELL Geri, geri, gero, gerom. We’re the class that make things hum. Habble, gobble; ze, zi, zem. Rah, rah. Nineteen, Nineteen. D0MOP SPEECH With the closing events of our days under the sheltering wing of Ironton High, there now remains for us, of 1919, to unlock for, 1920, the glories of Senior year, with the fervent wish that you treasure them well, for to us, it now means saying farewell to our happiest days. It would not be natural, did we not feel sadness at leaving these scenes, brim- ful of our joys and our sorrows in our effort to survive. Yet, all things must pass, so this we do, with the hope that we have up-held our ideals and made the Seniors of 1919 worthy of remembrance. To you, 1920, we shall extend the royal dignity of Seniors to you, our friends of longest standing. We wish for you that you may enjoy the privileges of Senior year as we have done. May you keep your record untarnished, may you be loyal sons and daughters of our Alma Mater, cherishing well her lofty purpose. We are at the parting of the ways to enter life’s university, so with this key, 1920, we give to you our pledge of friendship and admiration with the wish that your Senior days may be full of joy and that when you, in turn, present this key to 1921, may you have furnished them a perfect example by which they may model the co-operative and progressive spirit of noble Seniors. WALTER MAHLE ’19 F1ESPOMSE We, the class of ’20, gladly receive this key, with which we shall unlock the pleasures and duties of our Senior year. We look forward, with happiness in our hearts, to the honor which is to be ours. We only hope that we may fill that time-honored posi- tion with the same success that has been yours. We hope to be as loyal and set the same good example to the school as you have. In one way we are saddended to see you leave our midst from which you shall be missed. But with admiration for the good work and high ideals that are yours, we bid you good-bye. We, the class of 20 wish you, 19, success in life and hope you will remember us as loyalest of your friends Our Senior year will be one of the great events of our lives as it has been with you. We shall show the same dignity as Seniors as you have shown. We shall stand up to the high ideals of the school, as you have done in a way well worth remember- ing. The class of ’20, thanks the class of ’19, and appreciates all of these privi- leges that belong to Seniors and will pass them down to the class of 21 when it comes our turn to say farewell to dear old Ironton High. EDWARD BURKHALTER, 20 JOKES Miss Crum—-“Is there any exception to Mendel’s Law?” Glendon—“There is one exception.” Miss Crum—“What is it?” Glendon—“I have forgotten.” Miss Crum—“Well that’s too bad as you’re the only one who ever knew.” Newsboy, meeting Mahle and Ruth on the campus—“Daily.” Bee—“Are late hours good for one?” Ossie—“No, but they’re all right for two.” Lee—“ If you were to marry, would you choose beauty or brains?” Lu—Neither; I’d marry you.” L. Nazor—“Why do you wear such loud socks Jim?” Jim—“To keep my feet awake.” Fat Mahle (Front Row Empire)—“Now if these actors should strike would they be stage-struck?” Falter—“Hello! Who is this?” Mahle, voice at the other end of the line— “How in the h--- do I know. I can’t see you.” Miss Humphrey—“How many problems were assigned today?” Walton—“Five.” Miss Humphrey—“Did you get them all?” Walton—“Yes; all but four and part of another one.” Wanted—A moment of peace and quiet! Bee Gehrling. Genevieve—Usually absent or late on Monday morning. You Paul—“Please do not stay so late on Sunday night,” Mahle (making announcement for Senior picnic)—“I wish you would all make up your minds and hand them in to the committee.” Falter (showing a buffalo nickel)—“What does this buffalo stand for?” Gabler—“I don’t know.” Palter—“Because it can’t sit down.” Gabler—“Give me that com.” (Turns to girls in back seat). “Say girls, why can’t this buffalo sit down?” Edna—“I hear the coach went down to try to bail those fellows out.” Genie—“Gee, they must have been full.” Harry, at the close of period—“This is absolutely the poorest recitation I’ve ever heard. Why, I have done over half of it myself.” Coach Sloane—“Williams, have you tak- en a shower?” Paul—Oh, no—why is there one miss- ing?” Ossie—“I’ve been smoking a terrible lot of cigars lately.” Cliff—“You’re right if that’s one of them.” “And he kissed her on the campus.” “Beg pardon sir; but what part of the anatomy is that?” Gorman (gathering news)—“Anything new today?” Veronica—“Nothing but the date.’ Miss Corn—“What is a tureen?” Walter—“A push-cart.” Gorman—“Souvenir.” Falter—“Turnip dish.” Gabler—“A post card.” Miss Corn—“No hopes. What is it Paul ?” Paul W.—“A covered dish.” , JOKES Glendon—“Bet I’ve been to church more often than you have this year.” Ossie—“Bet you haven’t.” Glendon—“How many times have you been?” Ossie—“Once.’ Glendon—“You win. Ed Goldcamp to Gorman— Submarine warfare is the most important event since I was born. Mahle—“Who put the fun in funeral?” “Lucky.” “Yes sir,' he was lucky. He lost one arm in the war and in three months’ time after his return he had three. “How is that?” “Got married, of course. Silvinus—“What is the relation be- tween vinegar and its mother? Cliff Edwards—“The same as that between .he cork of a champagne bottle and its pop. Helen Coppess, playing the piano (In the Beautiful Garden of Girls.) “Say Lu why isn’t there any song entitled ‘In the Beautiful Garden of Boys?’ Lucille—“Humph! you poor simp, there ain’t any.” Glendon—“Why does a blush creep over a young lady’s face? Wilson—“I don’t know.” Glendon—“Because if it came fast it would raise a dust.’ Gabler (at Nazor’s Studio)—“This is fun, let’s get some more taken.’ Miss Corn (referring to staff picture with Louise on ore ride and Paul on the other) “Hold my h’nd. I’ll feel more natural. Paul—“Aie you telling Louise or me? Hayes, (chewing Mail Pouch)—“I’ve to spit first and get the load off my mind. Gorman Suicides Mahle—“Did you hear about Gorman cut- ting his throat?” Hayes—No, how?” Mahle—“He wore a stiff collar Sunday.” Raymond Tulga—“I guess my dad must have been a pretty bad boy.” Smalley—“Why so?” Tulga—“Because he knows exactly what questions to ask w'hen he wants to know what I’ve been doing.” Miss Frazier—“What inventions of this period impressed you most, Paul?” Falter—“The cider press.” Louise—“Anyone could be a fairy.” Falter—“Why not get the ferry boat?” Duke Davis put on silk socks to get iris picture taken. (Head View) Davis (presiding in Civics class in 'he state legislature). Member (wishing the bill to be voted on) says: “Question? Question?” Davis—“What do you want to ask?” Miss Corn, Bee Gehrling and Ruth Cloran were talking in the end hall when Miss Jones and Miss Castner suddenly appeared and in fierce voice ordered—“Girls! Girls! Move on this is no place for conversations.” In English class Hellen Coppess, Lucille Nazor, Goldcamp, Wilson, Falter and others spied a long green pencil lying on a front desk. After class a charge is made and nat- urally Falter comes out on top as victor. (Re- mark by Editor)—“Some people have awful taking ways.” JOKES Ambitious Freshy—“ tlmust be fine to be president of the Senior Class.” Mahle—“Yes, fine and imprisonment.” Miss Frazier—“Malone, tell us what you know about John Smith.” Gorman—“John Smith was a brave, early settler who when food was scarce got desper- ate and chewed an Indian’s ear off.” Cliff to Ossie—“You seem to cough with more difficulty.” Ossie—“That’s rather queer, as I’ve been practicing all night.” Miss Corn—“How is it that your grades are so low since the holidays?” Gorman—“Oh, everything is marked down after the holidays.” Paul, trying to pronounce French (in low voice). Miss Corn—“Speak louder, please; I’m hard of hearing.” Paul—“ ‘I’m tongue tied.” Scott— Did you ever have the impression of a friend on your face?” Miss Frazier— What need for learning about all these state hospitals for the in- sane?” Sleepy—“We’re liable to go there some time.” Miss Frazier—“You’ll probably be sent so you will not have to worry.” Miss Humphrey says: “We have Wieners every day, but the worst is yet to come.” Miss Crum— Give an example to illus- trate the fact that heat expands and cold contracts.” Johanna— The days are longer in sum- mer than in winter.” Tulga says: “Out in the country a man killed a woman and buried her alive.” How about it? Miss Humphrey—“How are hills formed?” Helen Copess—“When they created the earth they had so much ground they had to stack it.” In Spanish 2. Oh! Sleepy it is too bad that love scene was interrupted by that awful nose bleed. But Genevieve must wait. Have you ever noticed that a great many jokes are good until they are cracked? Principal’s Office—Enter Falter signing up for athletics: Principal—“Do you smoke?” Falter—“No, thank you.” Jimmy, watching Louise sketching for the Review—“You sure are some lightning art- ist.” Louise—Yes, but it looks like thunder.' Mick, in History Class—“Ruth, don’t you think these dates are hard to remember?” Ruth—“Oh, no; I just love dates.” Smalley, debating—“So far, gentlemen, we have been dealing with naked facts; now we shall bring them to their close.” Gabler, all bawled up—“The wool goes in- to the machine at one end, goes thru a series of rollers and comes out a spun piece of cot- ton.” Smalley—“May I be excused from Physic exam?” Miss Crum “No! nothing but death will excuse you, and then we’ll hold a post mor- tem examination.” % ) V PAIRTREE cHAwfano ■ SENIOR CLASS PARTY On Friday evening. May 2, 1919, the members of the Senior Class were delight- fully entertained by Messrs. Gorman, Hayes, Davis, Mahle, Andrews and Wilson at the beautiful Wilson home on south Fifth street. The large spacious rooms were fittingly dec- orated in the class colors of green and gold and this color scheme was carried out thru- out the evening. The guests of honor were the class advisors. Miss Lillian G. Corn and Miss Anna L. Jones. Many novel games and contests were enjoyed. The main fea- ture of the evening was the “School of Non- sense,” from which each one‘present was given a mock diploma made up of nonsense, As the diplomas were being read many laughs were enjoyed by everyone present. Miss Corn dressed up in a cap and gown read the diplomas which she and Miss Lucille Na- zor had prepared. Following many vocal and instrumental selections light refresh- ments were served by the hosts. Afterwards dancing was enjoyed until a late hour. The occasion was a great success and was en- joyed by the best class in the world. L. D. A., '19, SENIOR PARTY Another o fthe parties, given in honor of the Senior class, was held at the home of Miss Lillian G. Corn, when she and Johanna Winkel entertained during the latter part of May. The guests were requested to turn back to their extreme childhood and appear as little boys and girls. Childish games and dancing were the amusements for the even- ing. “All day suckers,” “nigger babies,” were in evidence and later refreshments were served. HIGH SCHOOL ACTIVITIES C T 3 Sept. 16_____—___________________________________________________________School opens Sept. 20______________________Talks by High School soldier boys in Assembly Hall Sept. 27____________________________Address by Rev. Townsend in the Assertibly Hall Oct. 8 to Dec. 2 —__________________School closed on account of Influenza epidemic Dec. 6____________________Addresses by Revs. Cleeland and Hurlbutt in Assembly Hall Dec. 1 3 ___________,_________Memorial Service for High School boys who died in service Dec. 20 to 30_______________________________________________________Christmas vacation Feb. 7____________--____________________________________Organization of Spanish Club Feb. 14_____________________________—_______________________________High School party Feb. 25________________________________________________________________________Addresses “Tank Fighting”_______,____________________________________________Capt. Gilfillan “Gas Fighting”___________________________________.___________________Gray Lucas Old Times” ___________________________________________________Miss Sue B. Jones April 4__________________________________________________Arbor Day Memorial Services April 4 ________________________________________________Wooster Glee Club in Assembly April 10_______________________________________________________Senior Sandwich Sale April 18_________________________________________________Juniors vs Seniors in Debate April 25_______________________________________________________________H'gh School Party May 2 __________________________________________________________________Senior Party May 23_____________________________________________________________________Junior-Senior Reception May 2 Track Meet, Ashland vs Ironton May 25 _____________________________________________________ Baccaulaureate Services May 27 ________________________________________________ Debate, Portsmouth vs Ironton May 28_____________________________________________________Class Day, and Class Pla day 29 ____________________________________________________Commencement Exercises May 30_____________________________________________________________Decoration Day Parade —_____________________________________________________________________ Alumni Reception u CANTON, OHIO. 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