Mansfield High School - Manhigan Yearbook (Mansfield, OH)

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PAGE TWENTY-TOUR Dorthy I), and Marie L. Marks. Now they live just south the parks. In which Roy Samsel is the guard With Walter Wagner for his pard.” Kern married Gifford—O. what a fit! She likes society and he likes a bit Of homelife quiet; and that's a change. To us who know him this seems strange. Cecil Miller's changed to Maguire. If you wonder why. you can inquire. For Albert Lawrence, a parson now. Can, of course, tell you just how This came about, and maybe, too. Why Edwards and Mac did likewise do. Adam Krdenfcerger is a flyer. And every trial he flies higher. George Fox a birdman likewise is. And records now unknown are his. While Mildred, his faithful spouce. She sweeps and dusts and cleans his house. Shaw. Griesinger. and Kiswald, too. Keep bachelor girls’ appartments new. Marie and Harley Koonz nave wed. Mae Schrack and Kirkwood, vows have said. Marouis and Miller so they say Eat steak for dinner every day. Their husbands work in overalls. They now reside at Hemlock Falls. Martha is a single lass. And to her style there is some class. Glenn Lapham is a photo man And gains a penny where he can. With a circus now is Albert Schad. The strongest man that could be had. With his i ard Davies by his side. As “Mutt and Jeff they forth do ride. Ruth Ackerman loved Foster dear. Married -he's now led by the ear. Charles Harris, he has gone to sea. Bess Hartman still is fancy free. I .arena J. at last consented To marry Smith, and then relented; Divorce was granted them right soon She married Jean before twas noon. H. Herring makes fine dresses neat. Blanch Marmet is a singer sweet. H. Harbaugh gavly plays base ball. And K. McClain goes west next fall. Springer’s wife has placed a sign— A store which carries a big line Of hats. Next door there is a shop Where all the waitresses must nop. For Marksie there serves cake and tea. To all who pay the entrance fee. Margaret V. and Menan Weil Are models of the latest style. Williard Pierce has won renown In many a state, city and town. As candidate for governor now He’s certain sure to raise a row. Schnitzer and Wappner too. you see. We've lost trach of. you and me. Though I have heard they married well And Helen is an awful swell. Ruth Elliott is a hair dresser. Along with Lehr Biddle—yes sir— They married early, don’t you see,— Are happy now as they can be. Dot Bushnell is the same sweet girl Though she still wears her old maid curl. Umbarger and Swearingen too. With Pfiefer and Painter are bachelors blue. Fred Kelley married long ago. To win success he’s not been slow. Art Hartupee's a milk man gay And peddles milk the live long day. Catherine Nagle is a writer Who scribbles in a view much lighter Than Ruth Wilson, her friend and guide Who leads a pug dog by her side. But now I wake, and with a start. A swift glance at the clock I dart. The hands tell me 'tis five of eight And I must hurry or lx late. — Alice Eisuald.

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“ In Future Years.” I fell asleep and as I dreamed. Within my tired mind it seemed I saw the persons once well known, But now from memory nearly flown. Their occupations were so strange I cannot yet seem to arrange Them straight within my dizzy brain. And still I look, and look again. And there I see Leo Baker Has found a job as cake baker. And with him joined for gain or loss. I have discovered Alleen Foss. Hook Remy is a single man. And with his lamp and dinner pan. He goes each day in rain or shine And digs and toils within a mine. And care free thoughtless Beattie Has broke the heart of a lady. As Nellie Pollock, she was known. Before she left the Mansfield Zone. And jolly, genial Mary Me. Traveling on and up the track; The College way she did adorn. Above all malice, jest or scorn. Jack Bloor—ah now, could you guess— I am ashamed now to confess, As traveling agent for a book. His life long trait is not forsook. In that his tongue runs all the while As though it were fixed up with ile But still he is a jolly lad, And near him one is never sad. PACE TWENTY-THREE I stopped a while, and. by the powers! In fields close by I spied Bill Bowers. In farmer's garb I saw him. Yes. I was surprised at change in dress. He took me home to see his wife; Ruth Loeb she was in early life. And next door to them lived—well, who? Why Cairns and Chesrown. married too. And then I asked who lived next them. They said. A man both tall and slim. A friend of yours and mine.” quoth he. Indeed said I. Who can it be? Why. really, ’tis Painter, you know. The one who loved Ruth Ritchey so. And here, just down the street. Lives Brunk alone. (He's very neat).” I saw Clemmy was on the stage. Her music now was all the rage. Boyd Beaver was an actor too. But at his art was still quite new. Our classmate friend,—Esther Motter, Now owned a horse, a 2:10 trotter. On which her affections are centered. So love of man had never entered. E. Cronenwett, a class mate grave. Her upward path with work did pave. All the while she stands alone. The best author late years have known. Bruce Cunningham a jester gay— Who more than amply earned his way. In a three ring circus of the town. Which traveled the country up and down. Copeland married and went away. And was not seen for many a day. At last he returned and brought the news. That Kissane and Frank had changed their views;

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I Junior Class Officers D G J President, Vice President. Secretary, Treasurer. Sergeant at Ann, Lawrence McDaniel Arnold Kalmbrtbn Helen Porch John Black Walter Rusk PACE TWENTY-FIVE