Lawrence High School - Red and Black Yearbook (Lawrence, KS)

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1923 Red and Black Senior Class Officers Mechlin Hllkey McCreath Barrett Sluss Underwood Jones Campbell It’s a good thing the students will have a new high school next year. They ought to have something to console them for the loss of the class of ’23. Peppy! Say, pep doesn’t express it. In the fall there were the elections. When the grand rush to the polls had subsided, it was found that Alonzo Sluss had been chosen to lead a mighty class through a mighty year. A picnic at Woodland Park started the social whirl. It was surprising, to say the least, to see dignified sen- iors disporting themselves in the games of their child- hood. In January, garbed in fantastic costumes of the Wild and Woolly West, they assembled in the Manual Gymnasium, leaving, by request, their six shooters at the door. At the senior play, those talented members of the class displayed their ability behind the footlights. Wild bursts of applause and beautiful bouquets were contributed by the audience. Seniors were the guests of the juniors at the Junior Prom. Then came the faculty party and last but not least, the senior girls’ breakfast. Mr. Mechlin, Mrs. Barrett, Miss McCreath, and Miss Harper put a lot of pep into all the performances. What would have happened without Mr. Mechlin and Miss McCreath at the parties, Mrs. Barrett on the annual, and Miss Harper at the play? Page 17

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1923 Red and Black Alonzo Sluss Just one girl. Mary Nell Hamilton Toot! Toot! Here I come! Bradley Judy Non-, when I was in IVestern Kansas— Esther Jane Jones Stubby in stature, but long on talk. Junius Underwood Oh! My! Yes! Gray Butcher There are some silent people that are more interesting than the best of talkers. Laura Campbell Oh birds, be still, she's going to sing. Harold Hilkey With your merry whistled lore And your turned up pompadour. Aleene Carter Commander-in-chief of the man haters' union. Betty Stimpson I'd like to knoiv a little about ev- erything if it didn’t take so much time. Page 18