Logan High School - Aerial Yearbook (Logan, OH)

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gm im mi im U11 rm mre g f a r --u un im U11 im im mg ly darkening room. I tried to cry out but no sound came from my lips I started to rise but I was over whelmed by a strange dizziness and couldn't move a muscle. Suddenly I saw three figures coming to' wards me. I could hear them talking but was unable to distinguish their faces. Then I described them to be Margaret Walker, Donald Spencer and Ralph Hone. Marga' ret was Logan Hi's first woman principal, and Don was athletic coach. But the greatest and most unexpected shock was Ralph. He was teaching Latin! Out of the shadows came another, no, two familiar figures, Ila Inboden and Evelyn Green. They were on the steps of the court house and Ila was making a fiery address on the Purposes of the W. C. T. U. She was national president. Imagine Ila a W. C. T. U. member, let alone president of such an organization! And Evelyn Green was her secretary! They seemed to be endeav' oring to reform many of the boot'leggers in the vicinity, Harley Boring among oth' ers. The interior of the court house came before my eyes and there I saw Josephine Starr, state prosecuting attorney, delivering in explosive terms the case against Rondel Cline, defendant, in an oil scandal. Ken' neth Hansley was Rondel's lawyer. And the imposing figure in the judge's chair was Harley Ellinger fa chip off the old block, so to speakj. Dorothy Goodlive was clerk of courts and Josephine Brown and Violet Coakley were reporters from The Logan Republican and Democrat'Sentinel. I was' n't surprised to discover that Joe Frasch was editor of The Republican and that Ly' le Schultz was editor of The Democrat' Sentinel. The whole length of Main Street came parading slowly before me. On store win' dows I caught glimpses of familiar names. Georgia Hansel, Dry Cleaner. Gompf's Florist Shop, Harold and Waveline's of course. Then William Hutchinson 'Fresh Fish, the Willis Ohlinger Grocery, Robert Mohler's Employment Agency for lr- Ditch Diggers and Street Cleaners, and last but by no mains least, Charles Klein' schmidt's and Bill' Lehman's Hot Dog Stand. And then suddenly I saw coming rapidly toward meia delivery truck drawn by a runaway horse.. John Bond was cling' ing frantically to tlie lines. He was one of Logan's most eminent delivery boys. Then Columbusgiloomed before my as' tonished eyes. I saw Dorothy Johnson, Marie Frasch and :Florence Jones on the steps of a large hoypitalg they were nurses there, and Esther St. Clair was the chief staff surgeon, with Walter Harbarger as her assistant. Then Broad Street slipped quietly before me. In the g0vernor's man' sion, I saw Kenneth Risch, governor of Ohio being ably assisted into his overcoat by Ralph Bond, his butler. Ruby and Mil' dred Keister were secretaries to the gov' ernor. Ione English, Elizabeth jaggi and Mary Brown had started an antique shop and specialized in selling apparatus resur' rected from the Chemistry Lab. of L. H. S. Then Loew's Ohio Theatre appeared. On a large billboard I saw pictures of Edith and Edna Oberle. Edna in private life was Mrs. Emerson Hansel. They were playing in their screen version of Topsy and Eva. Millie Rainer, Martha Hamilton and Mil' lie Booth were delighting the audience that week with their marvelous acrobatic danc' ing. Ben Allen had taken Frank Corn' well's place as director of the orchestra and Helen Ward was pounding the ivories. Margaret Hayward and Helen Cox shared honors at the organ. Then everything van' ished from my sight. Immediately after that a rapidly growing light came hurling toward me and when it was but two or three feet away I saw two familiar figures begin to materialize from it. A woman was sobbing bitterly and struggling to escape from a man about to kill her with a murderous knife. It was Fred Oberle and Dorothy Roberts. They were making a new picture in Hollywood. Dot was the lovely heroine and Kitten rmmiunzmzm THEAER,1A1. ,lhnmmmunmun

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IN behalf of the Class of Nineteen Hun' Tonight the past career of our class will gleam? Wersi. , I . :, -agen: zeifzea - -Y TUT mv rm rm an 15,354 Qggfs m.. fm un im rm im SALUTATORY JOSEPH Fmscn Second Honor Student dred and Twenty Nine, I bid you welcome to our evening of festivity. This evening has been made possible not only by twelve years of diligent labor on our part but also by the opportunities which life has thus far afforded us. These opportunities have been made possible by you, the tax payers of this city and the self sacrifice and self denial of you, the fathers and mothers of the members of this class. It is above our poor power to fully comf prehend and appreciate the self sacrifice and self denial it has been yours to under- go to bring us here tonight. be reviewed. A career which has been filled with sorrow, joy and labor and in which we have better fitted ourselves for the problems of life. During this time strong ties of friendship have been formed which neither the battles nor the storms of life will be able to rent asunder. Our Class Will is to be read tonight, words of appreciation given to our school and the future of our class prophesied. To you, as you sit here tonight ready to review with us our past and to look on into the dimly lighted future, the Class of Nine' teen Hundred and Twenty Nine bids wel' come. CLASS PROP HECY LUCY BOWEN Fifth Honor Student UNE bright, fine day in the latter part of April, I met joe Frasch, a renowned chemist of Logan High School in the hall. I was terribly startled by his disheveled ap' pearance. Of course I knew that he was very eccentric but still that couldn't possif bly account for it all. He was raving fran' tically about some kind of a chemical soluf tion he had concocted which would open the dim, mysterious door of the future to its consumer. I thought that he was a raving maniac and that I had better make myself scarce before he became violent. But he insisted that I go with him to the laboratory and view his wonderful discovf ery. I had been told that it was always best to comply with the demands of an inf sane person so quaking and trembling with fear and apprehension I followed. I pref ceded him into the room and to my dismay he locked all the doors and windows, mean' while instructing me to be seated. Then he poured a glass full of a transparent, colorless liquid and handed it to me. I looked at it but couldn't see anything in its appearance different from water, but it had a most peculiar odor. When he told me to swallow it, I was so petrified I was afraid to refuse so I slowly raised the glass to my lips and started to drink. But I had swalf lowed only a part of it when the glass fell, crashing to the floor, from my nerveless grasp and it was only the fraction of a sec' ond before the room was swimming before my eyes filled with strange, mystic shapes and shadows floating about me in the slowf I rm un rm rm rm THE AERIAL rm IIII im rm I 28

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