Lewistown High School - Lore Yearbook (Lewistown, PA)

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3 -r C in VX, -.,f-fi Cohen, Purser. Our first great task was to organize an editorial stai who published shortly before Christmas leave a literary paper. After the mid- winter storms and rough seas had been weathered our spirits were lightened by practices for our comedy Loose Change. This dramatic venture was quite a success and the tedium of our ordinary line of Work was relieved, and we Were all strengthened and refreshed. The editorial staff soon began its Work upon the log book, The Lore? For the compiling of this book our many illustrious members gave photographs, articles and illustra- tions. From that time on there was very little to vary the monotony, until we again came to a period of examinations. By this time we had been through so many storms that We had learned to protect ourselves, and rather enjoyed the experience of being able to combat successfully with them. Now our course is finishedg our harbor is in view. We have sailed together for the last time as a class. Through many storms we have fought our Way, each taking his turn at the Wheel, or Walking the deck in the watch. But We hear the cry of Land Soon We will be crossing a gangway, each with an honorable discharge. As the crew of '33 is scattered, each carries in his heart love and best wishes for the truest success of his Alma Mater. Elizabeth Hunter Marian Decker NI'I'1'llff7V1I

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bf ,KP ,.f-fi Senior Class History N SEPTEMBER, 1930, a ship was launched at the L. H. S. shipyard. Much interest had been felt in her construction, and many people had anxiously awaited the day of the launching. As she gracefully slid into the ways of the school she was christened 'tThe Class of '33. The work of completion was pushed rapidly forward, as this ship was soon to start on a three years' cruise. It was feared that she might be delayed because so little rain had been shed since the launching. Finally Admiral Maclay, in consultation with Commander McCauley, gave orders to leave the Harbor. So when the schedules were arranged the cruise was begun. Before leaving, that we might have someone among us to whom we would look for orders and encouragement, our friends, Commodores Faust and McMillen, had helped to organize our members. Carl Buffington was elected captain, Dorothy Rothermel lst mate, Marion Decker 2nd mate, and Sam Cohen purser. We had an excellent chance on shipboard to become acquainted with the companions of our voyage. For many days we sailed calmly on, we were all familiar with mathematics and English, so we felt somewhat pre- pared for a rough voyage. We soon found, however, that we had reckoned without our hosts and hostesses, who gave us quite unsettled feelings for a while. For the next few months nothing exciting occurred. We cruised on undisturbed, touching many points of interest which we had never seen before. Of these the best known were Christmas Vacation and mid-year exams. Suddenly, however, we came upon our sister ship Senior. We were invited on board along with the crew of The Class of '32 and there we enjoyed a pleasant evening of dancing. During the month of May Captain Bufiington received word from Admiral McClay of the shore leave granted for three months. With a sigh of satisfaction we put our decks in shape and went hope for our first sum- mer of vacation. After a summer of gaiety, in the mountains, at the shore, or at home, the crew returned. Many attractions were offered on this trip, but great as were the inducements, some of our companions deserted. The leaders for our crew this time consisted of Carl Buffington, Dorothy Roth- ermel, Sam Cohen, and Everett Rhodes. The winter was long and hard. Many dangers in the form of examina- tions, threatened us, but most of them were weathered in safety. During our cruise, members of the crew were well represented in the Oratorical and Athletic Combats with other ships. An event of prominence in this year's history was a Prom given on board our ship, Class of '33 in honor of our elder friends of The Class of '32 which was then about to anchor. Captain Buifington had received an announcement of the coming commencement which we all agreed we ought to attend to lend dignity to the occasion. With that event the second part of our cruise was ended and we were put into the Senior Bay for a season of rest. Most of us met again at the appointed time and we chose for the task of guiding our ship upon the last league of the journey Captain Carl Buf- fington, 1st Mate Elizabeth Reed, 2nd Mate Carolyn Welch, and Samuel Sixteen

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bf ,IP - .-Jfl?- Senior Class Poem Just ahead are mighty breakers In this jumbled sea of life, And every man is a pilot Be it calm or full of strife, But brave are the hearts that face the sea, And strong are the arms of Destiny, For many are the Ways a man may choose, And many are they he may refuse, So some take the t'High-Way, and some take the Low, And some in the 'mist between will row, For it's up to the captain of every soul Whether his ship will reach its goal, So this famous class of thirty-three Launches out on life's deep sea: Carl, our class president, is a versatile lad We think him the best the school's ever had, Elizabeth Reed sings sweet melodies She's trying to rival the sweet chick-a-dee. Sam Cohen's important, as everyone knows, He makes things jump wherever he goes. When Carolyn, the whirlwind, comes into view Newton gets going -Well, we would too, Everett and Emmert, those heavenly twins Keep everybody on needles and pins. Frances is not foxy, as her name implies She is really just as good as she is wise. When Dunny makes a basket there are Oh's and Ah's For any such hero deserves his applause. And there is Wally, who enjoys breaking hearts, We like him for all the cheer he imparts. Hilda Fisher is going to be a graduate nurse We wonder if the patients all want to be worse. Jack Wagner beats all tortoises, 'tis really quite clear While Dot gets the prize for tardiness here. Tish, Jane and Harriet, the three musketeers Will soon chase away your gloom or your tears. Those three pretty misses-how well they look- Misses Letterman, Stetler, and Ethel Mae Hook, A Blessing to all is Harry, and say! All men-lovers are looking his way. Misses Stine, Hill, and Breininger, are delightful to meet And Elva says longingly, Isn't he sweet? A man of much business is Blain Bortell, When he's with Fred Hayes-what couldn't they sell? Sally Williams is the girl with cheeks rosy red, 'Tis natural,-dispute not what I have said. An ideal Apollo is our Donald Biddle Oh, how he loves just to sit and fiddle Misses Ingram, Notestine, Syoc, and Kling Live in a world where Silence is King. Unless Charles as chauffeur should sometime get fired, Katie Cunningham's feet will never get tired. Athletes are our specialty, say Sidney and Ace There's Dolin, Hassinger, and Reed in the race. Miss Harlacker and Kitting know just what they're after- Someone to tease, and a whole lot of laughter. The noise you hear in the distance a-far Is only Jim Brower with Jean in his car. Jane, Dot, and Kitty, our pianists fine, Will never for audiences need to pine. When Mary, Kate, and Faye, come tripping along It's time for some fellow to sing Loves Old Sweet Song. Eighteen