Minerva High School - Crescent Yearbook (Minerva, OH)

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Page IQCHL SICK TQQ Srninr Gllaaa lirnphrrg Some time ago when I was returning home from Canton after hav- ing made arrangements to enter a training school for nurses, I be- came drowsy and before long was fast asleep. I was aroused, sud- denly, by a tap on my shoulder. Are you going to sleep all day?' inquired a familiar voice. I turned around and saw Lucille Filliez dressed in a nurse's uniform. Looking about, I saw that I was in a huge bus crowded with people. Then I remembered. It seemed strange that I should have forgotten that I was a graduate nurse on my way to the National Nurses' Convention at New York City. Besides Lucille and myself, other nurses of the M. H. S. class of '29, Mary Slates, Lucille Eick, and Margaret Weaver, were also in the bus. After we had talked over old times and our adventures since we had left high school, we turned our attention to numerous magazines and papers which were in pockets under the windows. Having looked over them thoroughly we found only three really in- teresting facts: namely, that Dorothy Risher was the owner of tne White Wing Buses, one of which we were riding ing that Carl Rue was the editor of the Chicago Gazette, and that Roy Koch was an- nouncing the opening of his Correspondence School of Grammar. While we were marveling at the heights to which our former classmates had risen, a new bus driver took his place at the steering wheel. As soon as he removed his cap we recognized Terry Ewing. When we reached New York we Went to Hotel Forzano, which, as the name implies, was owned by Mike Forzano, We signed our names in a large book that the busy clerk shoved toward us. We learned later that the clerk was Adolph Fry. In the elevator there was a large, easy chair, which Mr. Forzano had put there to induce the elevator man, Walter Freed, to keep his job. As the other nurses had not yet arrived for the convention, we five decided to walk around and view the sights of the metropolis. On leaving the hotel we passed Roy Baunach, a big Butter and Egg man from Ohio. We saw a crowd gathered before a municipal build- ing so we hurried in that direction. From snatches of conversation we gathered, the people were being kept out of the courtroom until some minor case had been disposed of. I don't know why, unless it was because of our uniforms, anyhow, we were admitted. To our surprise we found that we knew several of the people in the room. The plaintiff in the case was Francis Davies, who charged that his milk truck had been demolished by a lumber truck, belonging to Earl Cox, the defendant. The court stenographer was Bessie Gamble, the small policeman at the door was Oscar Shaw, and Mr. Davies' lawyer was Atty. John Tope. Of course we weren't allowed to in- terrupt court proceedings so we left without greeting our friends. We next attended a style show at the shoppe of Madame Modeste, who proved to be Amanda Leggett. Among the models were Mildred Pedlar, Katherine O'Donne11, and Ruth Crawford. Our time was limit- ed so we didn't stay there as long as we might have. Twenty-four

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IQCRLSCCCL TQQ A STRUGGLE FOR KNOWLEDGE The war is over! After four, long, dreary years of fighting, the twenty-ninth regiment of the M. H. S. brigade has at last conquered the forces which have tried to prevent it from gaining Knowledge. lt was not a struggle with human beings, but a struggle with books, the weapons were not swords and guns, but rather, pencils, paper, diction- aries and the like, the fighting took place, not on a horrible, mud- covered battle field, but in the study hall and class rooms of Minerva High School. The Hrst battle began in the fall of 1925. Regiment 29 was new on the field and many a private felt his knees shake and his lips quiver as he was called to arms. However, with Colonel Dare Ralston to lead them and Brigadier General DeWitt to direct their course, the youthful soldiers certainly did not let the enemy ride over them. Owing to the transference of Officers DeWitt and Ralston, the regiment entered the second year with new leaders, Colonel Walter Freed and Brigadier General Trainer. There had been a few desert- ers, but the major part remained to carry on the strife and well they did it, too. Of course all of the time was not taken up with fighting. In fact, each year there were many happy hours spent in games and in watching plays given for the entertainment of the weary troops. During the third year Brigadier General Trainer was again the guiding officer and Colonel Mike Forzano was placed in immediate command of the twenty-ninth regiment. By this time the soldiers were well versed in the use of camouflage and the members of one battalion Qchemistryj were gassed. At last the twenty-ninth regiment reached the Front. The officers who directed the attacks in the final decisive campaigns were Briga- dier General Esper and Colonel Thomas Weir. In this fourth year the troops were no longer afraid, but plowed right through the enemy. Although there were no medals given, the soldiers of the twenty-ninth regiment will carry forever, in their minds, the rewards of that four year struggle for Knowledge. -Mary A. Thomas Class Historian Page Twenty Ihre:

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IQCHBSCU TQO We were about to enter a building, in which a political campaign was being held, when our attention was attracted to a group of men who were having a heated argument about Men's Rights. We easily re- cognized George Steineck, a prominent engineer, Cecil Rue, a high priced plumber, Marvin Clapper and Frank Simmons, farmers who had come to see what kind of animals were kept in the stock market on Wall Street, and Everett Emerick, an eminent statesman. We gained a position inside the hall in time to hear the last two speakers, Jeanette Cowden and Janette Henry. Both speeches were excellent. We learned that the young lady just in front of the platform was Hazel Kibler, whose duty it was to record the minutes of the meeting. Two of the many newspaper reporters were Ruth Bates and Eileen Labus. The men must have lost interest in politics, for there was not a single one in that entire building. Among the rising politicians who had come for the meeting were Helen I-Ietherington, Marguerite Lotz, Pauline Miller, and Genevieve Sexton. As it was about one o'clock we went to the Cross-Hahlen Cafe for our lunch. Besides the owners of the Cafe, Myrtle Cross and Laura Hahlen, we met Grace Unkefer who informed us that she was a teach- er of mathematics. From our conversation with Grace, we learned that Hilda Whitacre was an instructor of English, Clara Smith of Home Economics, Hugh Dietrich of Sociology, Glenn Lautzenheiser of Agriculture, and that Hudson Wright was a football coach. Having finished our lunch we attended a Movietone Theatre. The young lady who sold us our tickets proved to be Vivian Russell. We were more than pleased to find that the main features were vocal se- lections by Lillian Hellyer and several readings by Pauline Stonehill. We had traveled quite a distance from the hoter so we rode back in a taxi driven by John Davis. At the desk we were told that Clark Woolf wanted us to come up to his radio station on the roof of the hotel. This we gladly did and while we were there, Clark re- ceived a message and a map fby televisionl from Thomas Weir and Harry Rutledge who were exploring Mars. Just then Waldo Grubbs, an aviator, came up to us and invited us to go to Mars in the airplane which was ready to leave. Of course no one would let an opportunity 'of that kind go by, so we all piled into the plane. There we found Lindsey Tope, a noted veterinarian, Ralph Finefrock, an automobile salesman, and others who intended to set up business in Mars. The mammoth plane shot up into the air like a bird. We saw the earth diminish in size,-then-suddenly-the engine stopped! Every- thing grew black! I felt myself being hurled through space. All at once I came to a stop. I opened my eyes. I was sitting on the floor of our car! So it had all been a dream, but even at that, it had been an interesting experience for me. --Mary A. Thomas Class Prophet Pane T-nf.-nh fi r