Ironton High School - Owl Yearbook (Ironton, OH)

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T H E ■ t kit A- T'1 -- o V TT 7T THE FIERY COMET Again the comet called the Class of '35 circles round. This time the tlaine is brightened by many talented athletes. We see Matt Jefferys. punter and efficient backfield player, leading our fiery troop: Captain Paul Kratzenburg. the quick thinking reliable quarterltack: John Spicer, captain for 1934: and Chet Spicer, who shows much ability. Curt Kelly played a great defensive game and showed up well as a blocker. Hayes Tate and Charles I .ovejoy. the fighting guards, were a great help to the Tigers. Traversing the circle farther, we see basketlwdl looming ahead. The Tigers seem to have a backbone built by the juniors. Matt JeffrysJ was an outstanding player who won many a game by the accuracy of his aim and his eye. Tommy Triplett, all-county guard, played the last half of the schedule and his defensive ability cannot be excelled. Curt Kelly. Chet Spicer and Roy Slack were subs who broke into quite a few games. As the halos of fire bum dimly in the distance we see Curt Kelly with the prospect of being one of the l est toilers of all time in high school. The fire dies but the Class of '35 should lie content. Chet Spicer and Roy Slack. '35. YEA TIGERS: These fond words jiainted on the stand in the I. H. S. stadium by Don Miller assisted by his corps of artists. Paul Kratzenburg. Roy Slack. Matt Jeffrys, and Ricltard Hobstetter. prove that the juniors are strong Tiger Boosters. The Hot Dog Stand as managed by a committee of efficient juniors—Genevieve Ward. Clara Elizabeth Shafer. Sara Wilson. Charles Moulton, and Audrey Hud- dleston under the cajiable direction of the one and only Mi« Moreland finished the season with a neat little profit. —Sara Wilson. 35. A FULL HOUSE What a play, folks 1 W hat a play! But why tell you that ? Seeing is believing and didn't everybody see it? Didn't the audience—well—there was a “Full House' ! You would expect something wonderful from a class like the class of 35 and that's just what we gave you! Will anyone ever forget “I don't know nothin’ ” and you can come in. but you can’t get out , the passwords of one of the most successful plays in the history of I ronton High? Never! But l.est We Forget—Here's the cast: Parks, the English servant . . Edward Colson Susie, from Sioux City, a maid . . Helen Feil Jane Howell, a bride . . . Janet Henninger Miss Winneker. the aunt of Yonkers Ethel J. Murdock Patsy Charters, Jane's sister . . Eloise Paul Nicholas King, a stranger . . John Phillipps Ned Pembroke, an only son . Charles Moulton George Howell, a bridegroom . Bill Edwards Dougherty, a police sergeant . . Jim Osborne Jim Mooney, a policeman . . John Turnbull Kearney, another policeman . Franklin Wilson Mrs. Fleming, who owns the apartment ...........................Tee Thompson Vera Vernon, a show girl . . Mildred Peggins Mrs. Pembroke, from Boston . Genevieve Ward —Ann Louise Davidson, '35. T wcnty-eight

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'libCiJx. -ji jJVISKR President . . I i ll Edwards Vice President . Pace Kratzenburo Secretary . . . Don Miller Gryphon Editor Stcdent Representati 'e . Miss Moreland Treasurer . Audrey Huddleston Cheer Leader . . Roy Slack Owl Editor . Jeanne Murdock Ann Davidson . Frank Wallet? a iYrv -' REFLECTIONS OF A PROM-TROTTER November 24th, 1933 Dear Diary: I had the most perfect evening of my life tonight. Where? Why of course, PI! tell you—at the Junior Frolic. The Class of '35 had the biggest crowd that has been to a school affair in ages. Those who didn't want to dance, (I can‘t see who wouldn’t want to dance, but there were some ) played bridge or euchre. There were even prizes, including a door prize. That lucky Elbe Paul won it. My heart was in my mouth because I could have sworn that the master of ceremonies, Johnny Turnbull, called my number. Hut alas and alack, he had not. At intermission, closed of course, there was was an unusually interesting pro- gram—interesting to me anyhow because (ssh, diary, don’t breathe a word) I was in it. I warbled, but that’s enough about me. Thelma Calloway sang and oh, diary, how she can sing! On top of all that, Charles Haley danced. Did that boy heat the floor! Dancing was resumed to the strains of Jack Cole’s orchestra and permit me to say that the music was all that could be wished for. At 11 :30, think of it. the first dance to be held under the new ruling from 8:30 to 11 :30, very, very sorrow- fully the gathering dispersed and our evening was over. In my own language I think, and what 1 think is the opinion of practically everybody, the Junior Frolic was superb, marvelous, and last but not least, colossal. Good-night, diary dear. Such fun, such fun as I have had. The social season is just beginning, but I don't think any other event could surpass or even equal my lovely evening. —Ethel Jeanne Murdock, ’35.

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„ 1 , Sophomores HAffy . . Miss Lambert ...11.P11 Waldo V ICE-PRESIDENT Treasurer Secretary Cheek Leader itor Sri'DEN T R EI'RESE N TAT IVE Pace Anderson Lorraine Brammer Edith Grayman Baksr ()ur first big year's» The class of W entered I rout on High School in PESO a class bewail in ottr sophomore year. We were first successful this year in having Ben Ed Hudson elected secretary of Student Council, winning over junior and senior competitors, and also in having Sheldon Mays chosen drum major of the hand. The outstanding event of our year was the Sophomore dance on St. Patrick’s Eve, which was a financial as well as social success. » I11 line with these successes come the versatile athletes of our class, notable long whom are Clellan and George McAfee, l oth having served on varsity teams. Jt were also successful in interclass sports, winning both the boys’ and girls' taskethall tournaments, and the girls' volley-ball tournament. For a beginning in activities we have a real foundation and in class spirit we are unexcelled. We are looking forward to two more equally happy years. —Edith Grayman Twenty-nine