Ironton High School - Owl Yearbook (Ironton, OH)

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Last VV ill and i esfamenl of 'Olass of 1935 In the Name of the Loyal Students of Ironton High School: We, the graduating class of Nineteen Hundred and Thirty-five of Ironton High School, being of sound mind and body, do make this our last Will and Testa- ment this first day of January, in the year of our Lord, Nineteen Hundred and Thirty-five. First—We bequeath (together with the Class of ‘34) the beautiful velour curtain and stage setting as a symbol of our love and pride for dear old Ironton High. Second—We give, devise, and bequeath to the individual members the right to give to worthy students a few chosen privileges and treasures. I, Edward Baker, will a year of toil to the Junior Class. I, Robert Beasley, will my ability to whistle to Albert Chinn. I, Paul Beatty, will my love of the women to John Hamilton. 1, Verlie Belcher, will my habitual toothpick to anyone who likes to chew wood. I, Dottie Bingham, will my secrets to Marda Jane Barnes and Bugs.” I, Junior Boll, will my ability to take corners to the Police car. I, Earl Bourne, will my studious ability to posterity. I, Ethel Brown, will my ability to get along in 220 to Ralph Hale. I, Eloise Cable, will my ability in typing to Audrey McKee. 1, Thelma Calloway, will my voice to my musical cousin, Lucille Banks. I, Paul Chapman, will my hooks to Bill Henry. I, Maylen Clear}', will Charles Keys my gold tooth. I, Jane Cline, will my yellow sweaters to anyone who can get ’em. I, Carol Corn, will my kind disposition to Bus Fetters. I, Kenneth Corn, will my ability on Bass Horn to Harold Cox. I, Ann Louise Davidson, will my contacts with Miss Flower to the President of the A. S. B. I, Ruth Dixon, will my name Wootietoot” to Annabelle Salle. I, Delbert Eaches, will my enormous physic to Charles Keyes. I, William Edwards, will my position of manager of the basketball team to anyone who can get the job. 1, Warren Elkins, will my car to Henry Corns. I, Winona Ellis, will my ability to mix-up the Keyboard to Wilado Moore. I, Jimmy Erskine, will the worst typewriter in the class to Jasper Gossett. We, Ginnie Haney, and Helen Fed. will our ability to cook to Bud lennant and Chuck Crawford. 1, Coleman Fetters, will my ability to play a clarinet to l ern hisher. I, Maurice Filkins, will my Sophomore to positively no one. I, Clarinda Gannon, will my ability in Spanish to Leatha Smith. I, John Gillen, will my ability in Manual Training to anyone who wants an arm cut off. I, Paul Gray, will my experience in love to any other unfortunate one. I, Mabel Grayman, will my little blue Whippet to absolutely no one. I, George Gully, will my undying love for G.L.F. to any Junior who can take it. I, Harry Gustin, will my curlv hair to Baldy Grounds. I, Edna Gwilliams, will my little red curls to George McAfee. I, Clifford Hague, will my post-grad to absolutely no one. I, Tom Hamilton, will my bear skin coat and pipe to the printshop. 1, Garnet Hankins, will my seat in “The Willys’’ to anyone who can make an impression on Helen. I, Evelyn Hanshaw, will my blue Willys to Helen Hanshaw. I, Nellie Hayes, will my seat in third and fifth period study hall to Rosana Sanders and Clara Shetterly.

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Bill Edwards, famous scientist, and Dottie Bingham, school teacher, came over to our table. Ann Davidson, editor of the New York Times, George Gulley, adver- tising manager of the Feil and McGugin Magazine Company, Jim Osborne, Olympic swimmer. John Phillips, noted explorer, and Miss Moreland, captain of our ship sat at our table. It was a splendid meal, and the decorated dining room was beau- tiful. The Workman, Woodburn and Company decorating firm was responsible. Ralph Winters, a missionary to Africa, returning for the first time in years was telling Tom 'Triplett and Matt Jeflferys, coaches at Jeanne Murdock's school for girls, some hair raising tales. Earl Wade, Edna Ruth Stepteau. Roberta Welch and Sam Hayes gave a tap dance performance, although Richard Stepteau, their pianist was indisposed. Franklin Wilson sauntered up to Stanley Keller, deep sea diver, and me. He told us he was testing automobiles for the Belcher Auto Company. We heard no more from Frank, because Imogene Ray came over and took him away. Ruth Dixon and Vivian Spradling came over to talk and we discovered that they were anxious to get home to their husbands. They wouldn't tell us who they were, so we sent John Gillen, our messenger boy, over to find the Reverend Hague to see if he would tell us. However, the Reverend was indisposed. Robert Beasley and Raymond Stapf, operators of a dairy farm told us that Mildred Silliman, for- merly their next door neighbor, was a seamstress in Hollywood and made all the screen stars' dresses. Eloise Cable, a trained nurse, told us that Don Patterson, financier, had sprained his ankle, and asked us if we had seen Dr. Keeney or Dr. Gustin. Dr. Keeney’s secretary, Edith Jeter came in then and said that the doctor was around in the engine room playing cards with Chas. Lovejoy and John Keating, chief engineers. Coleman Fetters and Jimmie Erskine, famous crooners, were hooked by Dora Stone and Clarinda Gannon, bridge fiends, for an evening’s pleasant game of bridge. However, friction grew so great that Genevieve Ward, head stewardess, was forced to stop the game. Mid Peggins and Alice Vaughn, America’s screen favorites, came in to say that they had sighted land. Winona Ellis and Evelyn Thurman, co-authors of Economic Reform were so dramatic that Miss Moreland had to make them get away from the side of the boat. Jeanne Wisenberger, Clara Elizabeth Shaffer, and Virginia Tabor were too busy flirting with Maurice Filkins, radio’s silver-voiced tenor, to notice the proximity of terra firma. We had to wait, after landing, until Inspectors Grayman and Pelfry got us out of quarantine. Sarah Wilson and Betty Wheeler, stage managers, got out their troop of chorus girls—Edna Gwiliiams. Carol Corn, Bernice and Phyllis Jenkins— and amused everybody by giving them latest numbers. Mary Hefner, Inez Sanders, and Ellen Troutman, who by the way are members of Governor Wagner's cabinet, got tired of waiting and swam ashore. Lillian Jarrell and Elizabeth Moore, ballet dancers, just remembered that they had forgotten to call for Henrietta McKee, Eloice Murnahan. and Alma Pearson. Music teachers. Therefore, they hired Cecil Smith, trans Atlantic flyer to take them back again. However, it developed that Hilda Rowe and Clara McCormick, newspaper reporters, had found them wander- ing aimlessly about and had turned them over to Grace Lambert and Velra Knapp, heads of the committee for homeless people. We finally reached our destination, and met all our teachers once more. Wait —there was one missing. Mr. Miller had gone fishing. After a very fine banquet and very fine entertainment by the very talented members of the class of 1935 we adjourned and all went home with the satisfaction of knowing we have the best class ever. 20 —John Turnbull.

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I, Samuel Hayes, will my ability in Science to my brother, David. I, Marv Hefner, will my position as president of the Girl Reserves to anyone who can fill it. We, Janet Henninger and lee I bompson, will our Senior friends to whoever can find better ones. I, Richard Hobstetter, will my two middle fingers to Carl Rose. I. Alice Hopkins, will my little ray of sunshine to Helen Campbell. I, Audrey Huddleston, will my ability to get along with Miss Dana and Miss Flower to another dumb senior. I, Lillian Jarrel, will the handsome car that comes after me to no one. I, Matthew Jefferys. will my knowledge of Spanish to Emily Partlow. I, Bernice Jenkins, will my love for sleep to Cleo Wikoflf. I, Phyllis Jenkins, will my position as sodaierker at the Jewel to anyone who wants it. I, Edith Jeter, will my ability of making speeches in American History to any poor Junior who may need it. I, John Keating, will anything I have to anybody who wants it. I, Amos Keeney, will my eating ability to Crayton Burns. I, Stanley Keller, will my fiddling ability to Mr. Prince to distribute among the first violin section. I, Galen Kinley, will my power over Miss Dana to Grace Roberts. 1, Velra Knapp, shall never will my love for B .G. to A. M. F. I, Paul Kratzenberg, will my ability to break bones to any unfortunate football player. I, Grace Lambert, will my knowledge of history to any future historian. 1, Charles Lovejoy, will my nickname Slabfoot to Bob Knight. I, Oran Lowe, will my big feet to ()rison if be can make use of them. I, George Manis, will my hunting ability to anyone who never eats meat. I, Frank Mascari, will my love for music to my sister, Roma. I, Clara Mae McCormick, will my autobiography to my sister, Charlotte so she can copy it when she becomes a senior. I, Eloise McCormick, will my love of sports to Gladys Corn. I, Betty McGugin, will Mr. Gallagher's flattering opinion of me to Doris Spriggs. I, Henrietta McKee, will all my love for Alberta Clevenger to Thomas Adkins. I, Don Miller, will my ability to sing Popeye to anyone who can do it better. I, Elizabeth Moore, will my entrancing smile to Martha Muche. I, Charles Moulton, will my lock to Baldy Grounds who can open a safe. I, Ethel Jeanne Murdock, will my Essex to the trophy case. I, Eloise Murnahan, will my figure to Mae West. I, Thomas Myers, will my ability to propose to the women to anybody who wants to be a bachelor. I, Jim Osborne, will my magnetic personality to Irwin Stern. I, Don Patterson, will my seats in any room to anybody. I, Elbe Paul, will my little sister to anyone who can handle her. I, Alpha Payne, will nothing to no-one at no time at no place. I, Alma Pearson, will my gift of gab to Margaret Grimes. I, Mildred Peggins, bequeath my ability to entertain Tom Jones by singing, to my successor. I, John Phillips, will my dramatic ability to Chuck Crawford. I, Imogene Ray, will my love for speed to anyone who can play a harp. I, James Rice, as a past member of the G.A.A. will my athletic ability to Tom Dole. I, Bill Roberts, will my Bad Luck to Frank Addis. I, Hilda Rowe, will my ability to hitch-hike to my smaller sister. I, Edward Rutledge, will my ability to catch a pass to Lefty McAfee. I, Inez Sanders, will my love for typing to Wilma Troutman and my love for Pat to absolutely no one.. I, Carl Seiferth. will my place in Mr. Millers’ office to Joe Leach. I, Clara Elizabeth Shafer, will my nickname Diz to Doris Spriggs. Take care of it! I, Mildred Silliman, will my blonde hair to Margaret Metz and Ethel Welch. 22