Manual High School - Mirror Yearbook (Peoria, IL)

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sw The annual z 1919 s, .V . Xxx xg. -aszsprmw--f::a: v XQM. a-....,.a..a..:1svff- N . NX -x'-- ------ g--RS'3:f'iii:51sQ':fsN'2.-15111. ,...,... -bffffv --'A' boys can testify. She was selected as the most efficient person in the class, but don't misunderstand meg I mean in her work, you know. Bernice holds several speed records in speech. Bye and bye when she has a little more practice she will be able to say at least three hundred and eighty words per minute. Who is that black-haried boy with the horn-rimmed glasses standing by the entrance?,' I-Iis name is Louis Blotner, mother, Allan responded. He used to be quite peaceable, but lately he hasn't been. I think he intends to be a lawyer, at any rate he has had more practice in argu- ment in one day than the rest of us have had in a month. Louis told us one day that hay was planted with a cultivatorf' Were all of your classmates as sure of themselves four years ago as they appeared to be tonight? Allan's uncle asked. I can remember what an awful time I had of it, getting over blushing and learning how to talk without losing my voice. Some of them had just as much confidence in themselves when they were freshmen as they have now. But a good many of them were very shy and retiring. A great many of the boys wanted to talk, but they simply couldnyt do it. If they tried to talk to some charm- ing young lady, they didn't know where to put their hands or they felt like their feet were not mates and the Hrst thing they knew con- fusion had overwhelmed them. But before our junior year was overf oh, what a change! Did being Seniors put a damper on your irrespressible spirits? From what you have said, very few of your classmates could be de- scribed as grave and reverendf, suggested his aunt. Nothing ever succeeded in making us take things seriously. We had a good many witty people in the class that provided amuse- ment for us and usually we found something to laugh at in our classes. As for being grave and reverendf, Allan went on, it doesn't describe us at all! We were all too full of life to be grave and there is only one person in the class who could be described as reverend, and we all expect to see him in Congress soon. UI see a girl just inside that door, pointing to it, Hthat has a crowd of children around her,', smiled his mother. See how they cling to her! Isn't she the girl who took the mother's part in your class play? Why yes, her name is Terzile Moehlenpah. She looks very dig- nified, doesnlt she? But inside she is ready for any mischief. Once Page 26

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.A 'MM fs 'WW' The Manual ' 1919 'wwf-1... ..,..... ,12:,,.f'f, gf'Q7 ':L.2'2f3, ' , -'V' ' , , ' -- ---H ---4 .,.... . ,,,, , ,mmwffWwm..m...,,,,., ,,,, , ,M....,,,.,.,,,,,4,,,,,.Ww :1,Lpi:Z2fm.w1f' zzzffize. Our sophomore year was also the hardest because we had a ter- rible 'ogre' to avoid. This 'ogre' was a terrible creature, his victims lost friensdhip, popularity-in fact, everything worth while. His name was 'Swelled Headf Since we showed signs of intelligence early, we avoided this monster and watched his ravages among the upper classes. There is that trim-looking girl that I spoke to you about, Allan's mother remarked, turning toward the grandfather and nodding toward a girl who had paused to speak to a friend. Do you know her? she inquired of Allan. Yes, her name is Verna Kennedy. She was rather hard to get acquainted withg she doesn't make friends promiscuously. She is a friend worth knowing, quiet, rather reserved, but full of fun. I know of one occasion when she and another girl just as full of the 'Old Nick' as she is, came into their roll call room and upset all the chairs. Of course they were very innocent, but for some reason their roll call teacher suspected them and made them stay for several hours, until finally they rearranged the chairs as they should be. ls that friendly-looking girl she is talking to now her chum? inquired his aunt. Yes, that is her chum, Nellie Randles. She is our class treasurer also, and quite popular. She likes social life and is in her element when engaged in some affair or other. Her many likable ways made her many friends for she is a really fine girl. I heard you say something about the 'Manual' the other day, put in his grandfather, what is it-ayour school paper? The 'Manual' is our school paper, sir, as you guessed, and right over there, standing by the fountain, is the editor of it. My goodness, he's a regular cherublu Allan's aunt said with a smile. Tell me, has he a nickname? We used to call him 'Cupid', but later the class changed it to 'Cherubf l think that you will all agree with me that he deserves it on general appearances. His name is Walter Campbell and he is a mighty nice fellow, quiet, friendly and likable. Are these two girls chums? interrupted his aunt. I think they are, judging from their actions. Why yes, Allan answered, the taller one is lrene Cody and that is her chum, Bernice Moran, with her. Irene has the prettiest eyes in the class and she knows how to use them, as many of the Page 25 ,

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Zllihe manual : 1919 'fA-A' - ...... A.,A.. .... she tied some string around the roots of some radishes that a teacher had growing in the classroom. Poor chap, he couldn't imagine why they didn't grow. But Terzile's best point is her loyalty. She was one of the best rooters that ever went to a Manual game and she wasn't afraid to make some noise either! I like to see a good, loyal rooterg they are scarce. But who is that boy standing beside the one you called the 'Cherub'? inquired his grandfather. His name is Tracy Hamann. He won fame as Percival Smith in our class play. He impersonated a young artist and he did a good job of it-tie, manners and all. But l'm afraid it affected him after- ward for he used to go about school all rigged up in an artist's tie, an imported walk, and a Francis X. Bushman expression. But outside of his artistic leanings he is a mighty fine fellow. There were some others that I wanted to hear about, commented Allan's grandfather, regretfully, but the crowd has almost gone. He turned to Allan and went on, Well, my boy, you have many pleasant things to recall about your school life, your friends and the things you did. Yes, sir, Allan answered with a choke in his voice, as they leftthe building, I have many, many pleasant memories of my class- mates and our good times together. A stanza of Belloc's tells better than l could how much l value these memories. H 'From the home and first beginnings Out to undiscovered ends, There's naught so worth the toil of winning As laughter and the love of friendsf Page 2 7