Ironton High School - Owl Yearbook (Ironton, OH)

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I, Roy Slack, will my ability to sit with any girl and flirt with the teacher to Baldy Grounds. We, Robert Smart and Cecil Smith, will our Ashland Queens Anne Belle and Mabel to Johnnie Johnson and Paul Anderson. I, Harvey Smith, will my running ability to any chicken thief. W e, Chet Spicer and Tom Triplett, will our power over Miss Flower to the Juniors. I, John Spicer, will my love of Pauline Swain and my name as captain to Lefty McAfee. I, Vivian Spradling, will my sophistication to the Juniors who are badly in need of it. J. Raymond Stapf, will my high ideals to anyone who can get that high. I, Ben Stephen, will my seat in Miss Flowers' room to Tommy Jones. I. Paul Stephenson, will my ability to play football to Hugh McCurdy. I, Edna Ruth Stepteau, will my winning smile to any sour face. I. Richard Stepteau. will my ability to get French to anyone who wants it. 1, Dora Stone, will my grin to any depressed Junior. I, Virginia Tabor, will mv position in Miss Jones’ Latin Class to any on coming Latin student, but I do not will my C.A.R. to anyone. I, Hayes Tate, will my Tarzan figure to the blessed Waldo’s. I, James Thompson, will my love for the girls to anyone who is unable to take it. I, Evelyn Thurman, will my ability to get Latin to Washington Ross. I, Ellen Troutman, will my sense of humor to Mary Berg. I, John Turnbull, will my debt to Miss Moreland. I, Howard Unrue. will my seat in Miss Dana’s room to any poor, undeserving person. I. Leo Vance, will my American History credit to Miss Flower. I, Alice Vaughn, will my love to drive a car to anyone who can find one to drive. I, Earl Wade, will my seat in 124 to anyone who doesn’t know better. I, Kathleen Wagner, will my shorthand ability to Betty Wagner and my Emerson to absolutely no one. I, Frank Waller, will my pipe to someone who has a good nose. Anyone wishing it, see Edwards and Porter. We, Genevieve Ward and Sara Wilson, will our tapdancing ability to Esther George and Virginia Foster. I, Bob Warren, will my ability to run the planes in Manual Training to anyone who wants to get his arm cut off. I, Betty Wheeler, will my speech making ability to Alice Frazier. I, Franklin Wilson, will my seat in American History to any Junior who can take it. I. Ralph Winters, will my power over Miss Dana to some poor, unfortunate Junior. I, Andy Wise, will my loafing place to Jim Vance. I, Jeanne Wisenberger, will my ability to blush to Genevieve Leighton. I. Willard Woodburn, will my fish like swim to anyone with a life preserver. I, Dorothy Workman, will my man-hating ability to Bugs Brammer. She may need it. I, Leonard Workman, will my ability to swim to any duck. I, Hazel Pelfry, will my ability to blush in American History to Nettie lhompson. I, Roberta Welch, will my eccentric personality to anyone with a bad disposition. I, Dick Gasser, will my laziness to Mary Jane Hoffman. I, Curt Kelly, will my running ability to any future track man. In testimony whereof, I, President of said class, have set my hand to this our Last Will and Testament at fronton High School this thirty-first day of May in the year of Our Lord, One Thousand Nine Hundred Thirty-five. —Frank Waller, President —Betty McGugin, Secretary

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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

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Class H isfory When a ship is built, to make it a real masterpiece, materials must he brought from all parts of the world, plans must be made and years of preparation must follow. Soon after the World War the materials were secured for the lastest work of art in ship building and from then on until nineteen thirty-one the blue prints were being drawn. In the year nineteen hundred thirty-one the real labor began. The workmen were all fine examples of exactly what the company needed. The frame work was started. It was one made of the steel that only hard study, good sportsmanship and ability will form. But all work and no play is no fun—therefore a few weiner roasts and parties were added to give pep to everyone and to encourage them to go on with their labors. As the second year rolled round the great framework was completed. Tt was a joyful time from both the social and educational standpoint. Visitors to the yard found there in the person of Thirty-Five, well developed minds, strong bodies, coupled with an ability to laugh and be happy. What could be finer than this ? Year by year knowledge and happiness grew in the minds of the laborers. Their dreams were now forming into something more tangible than before and the ship in due time was half completed. All of their work was seemingly successful. They gave a dance that proved to be a bigger affair than ever, a play that was the most thrilling, adventuresome and exciting one presented since they could remember and soon after that Fairyland itself was opened to them on the night of the Junior- Senior Prom. It was all so wonderful, they sighed as they faced their last year of labor. Now in the year nineteen hundred and thirty-five they see, gradually shaping itself before them, something truely beautiful. They realize that these four long years have surely not been in vain. To complete it all they add the Senior activi- ties. With the Baccalaureate Sermon the mast is finished and with Commencement the pilot takes his place at the wheel. She moves and is alive at last! Amid shouts of triumph a seaworthy craft, the class of Thirty-five is launched upon the waters. We know not through what gates our ship may pass, what foreign port may throw wide their doors to her, what winds may toss her about on angry waves, yet she will sail on—unafraid—knowing that she may— Fear not each sudden sound and shock, ’Tis of the wave and not the rock; ’Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale. In spite of false lights on the shore, Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea! —Ann Louise Davidson. COMMENCEMENT CADENDAR April 26—The Ghost Train May 22—May Day May 24—Junior Senior Prom May 28—Class Day June 2—Baccalaureate June 3—Commencement 21