Montpelier High School - Spartan Yearbook (Montpelier, IN)

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THE ll Nil? MLN llAN.930 Retrospection Near the shining Lake Blue Water, In the north of Blackford County, In the city of Montpelier, Stands a high school called Montpelier. Made of yellow brick this high school, Built of modern style and structure, With its lawn and spacious playground Reaching far across the city. In an oflice, feared and dreaded, Sat the lonely superintendent, When Commencement time were ended, Musing, in his dreamy fashion, Of the class just graduated, Of their traits and characteristics, Of their many freaks and foibles: How Carl always hit the basket, How Lucille worked in the oH'ice, How Bill Salyer played piano, How Ray Matson led the yelling. How E. Pickering flunked in Civics, How June Meyer got through at Christmas, How provoked they often made him, How he's glad they're graduated. Thinking of May's speed in shorthand, What George knows of agriculture, How E. Garrett ran the business, How Ralph answered English questions, Of how Max would argue with him, Thinking, now that they're departed, They Were not such dumb-bell Seniors. Of course, Amber did quit often But came back again next morning. Faye was shy in Economics But Martha always knew her lesson. Kenneth Shinn went out on personals. Lillian came at the last moment. - William Schuller played the mail man, And Elizabeth got the letters. Don H. liked to fool the teachers. Cecile loafed in annual oHice. Crystal Cale checked the alumni? And did Thelma quill Buroker! Wondering where Garl got his blarney, And how Herbert liked this high school, Wondering if Arthur still liked garlic, And how Forest wrote editorials, 1 'a 1 'XXTSXX yi g NS X hx Qkv x ii, fa lk 1 .st Xxx r efgxbsi SS- ef .Elf ew,,,,,,,gWM 5 i. .5152 -sta., . W ' Mil X ,J ': it ' is 4 ' - '-. . iM' ' . W, 4 .r'i 'Qs 1 . D+, ia . , ff J gk X 3- ' .ii-'ff t 9 gli tif' V hgh r: si lmvxj xx ggi l ig ' 7 lx N uw' V : iglj w' 1' . ,jf ' lflf fd i fl! i l Lil!! X xy, R, nw! lg, 4 , f u M y f i ' 7 ,ff l i p , if l 'Q 'Pi T. .xi P X319 ' F l it ,f !. X 0 C ta I X X for 'f ' '

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It Isl ID lfltisl If-Mel i Q fl If Bill Wharton had wild parties, How Ruth Trant 'could play Black Terror And how Donald did like shorthand, Why H. Smith disliked the Airdales And came back to old Montpelier, He gazed long into the future, Wondering who could fill their places. Class Prophecy It was a spooky night in October, and I walked beneath the misty moon, unaware of what path I followed, when, lo! before me loomed a massive structure of ghostly hue, surrounded by giant pines. I stopped, aghast at my sudden encounter with this weird place. Then, to my amazement, something beckoned me from this haunted mansion. In a daze I approached. Although I knocked at the worn door without much effort, a sound rang loudly throughout the empty rooms. Almost immediately the door was flung open, and in the darkness was outlined the figure of Max Peterson, the Senior Class president back in M. H. S., still using his executive ability, as I found out later, to get his classmates together for a reunion. Wfhen he bade me enter, I obeyed, as of old, to his stern command. The door slammed and clicked behind me. All was dark except for shadows that were grouped in hollow corners. By this time I had recovered somewhat from the shock and began to ask questions. No information could be gained from him. When I asked him what he had done during his life, he replied, The purpose of this meeting is to find out about the rest of you. I'll talk about myself later-maybe. He smiled a ghastly smile and swept his right arm around the room to indicate the shades. Then I recog- nized other classmates among the shadows. As I became accustomed to my surround- ings, I could more plainly see the spectres. As one group materialized, I saw Ernie Garrett with his First Aid kit and towel ready to bind up any dislocated bones. His companions proved to be Kenney, whose Shinn bones needed attention, and Carl Morris, whom I could hardly recognize because he was carrying his curly wig instead of wear- ing it. Upon inquiring how the accidents had happened, Kenneth informed me that he had fallen on the cinder track, when trying to make up the year of track honors lost when he was a senior in high school. Carl mournfully stated that Oma had finished him up in their last family row, but had returned his wig as a souvenir. Pick's bones were clanking despairingly, and he told me it was to atone for click- ing his heels as he walked across the library in old M. H. S. Garl Walker was shivering in his bones and crying Turn on the heat, and I reminded him of the time in M. H. S. when he used to sing It ain't no sin to take off your skin and dance around in your bones. ,- C .. .- ff 11X X . fins- V ,.,- - f A lf ,T li i c , ,. If ff ,. . X Cx.. --B X 1.. ,f A, 2,41 f C.X exf-,-,a,1Z.z,. fa- , x ff- f' ..f 4, , Xl. K jr, y tgii, gf? -'h' 'LAL ff .. 1 Ja- -' 1 V, 3, if ,,- V' K, , fx-4-:Y J- X . f ' V 5' I ,' .1 .f ,f ,,,f 1 V.-f X-341, X NTYQQJ' T T T 'fS'5 N-f , ff '?4 ' f .,, ,iffifv .fl,I.Jf4: N '5:-4. ns +4f,iL'i7f, ,5 X -ff , - -fif'1 ff ' ff ei- f -F-1-.... 111 --QI ---.,: , f , ,.- . -' - .. ..-.. ,Is . , . '?--3,-f' ,,-J . K, .,, , 1 - , ' ' , -' V, . .-'-' 9' . V- 'fi a'-- - :,..',,u'g,3,?'.l, , .fee ---1-::.-mmf A -'