Nappanee High School - Napanet Yearbook (Nappanee, IN)

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farming methods. Everything is done by machinery around his establishment, but it keeps him guessing to get ahead of us, doesn’t it, Marie?” he asked of his companion who, of course, agreed with him. There was a pause as an unusual commotion was heard on the stairs. Soon after the cause, or rather causes, of the upheaval sailed into the room. First came Madame Ursulie Sil-Burg, attired in the latest Parisian modes. Bringing up the rear was Madame Lucille Yarianne,, likewise festively attired. Of course, there were handshakings and greetings all round. When Madame Ursulie had in part regained her breath, she said, “Blanche Blos-ser is coming up the street with a tall man, who is wearing a blue felt hat. 1 wonder if she is maried.” Of course she is,” said Mrs. Warner. “Haven’t you heard about it? They have their home in Claypool and live on love and the money Blanche receives from illustrating magazines. They are—” she suddenly became silent as a tall young woman appeared on the scene, alone. “Where’s that man?” demanded Madame Lucille. “Oh, I’ve left him on the outside. 1 don’t take my Lackey quite every place I go,” was the airy response. Then, glancing around until her eyes fell on Berger, she continued, “I am so glad to see our lawyer here. Last week, when you won that case for the state against the Standard Oil Company, you reflected glory on the whole bunch of us.” Berger was modestly disclaiming her flattering remarks, when the remaining four made their appearance—a business-like young woman who had not changed at all from the Lillian Blessing of school days, a smiling, tlaxon-haircd lady and a prosperous-appearing well-built young man, accompanied by another lady. The last two named were instantly recognized as Ruth and Ora Strycker. Suddenly the lady who had confessed to having a Lackey rushed toward the lady with the flaxen hair with a jofyul exclamation. “Gertrue Sheets! Is it really you? I am so—” Here she was interrupted by Ora Strycker who brought blushes to Gertrude’s face, as he said, “Her name isn’t Sheets any more. Maybe you don’t know it, but she taught school out our way until this year, when she entered into a life partnership with one of our most progressive young farmers.” He was about to enter into further details concerning the progressive young farmer’s name when to prevent him, Gertrude hurriedly began to tell how successful Lillian had been in the city, and how she was now at the head of the advertising department in one of our country's leading retail establishments. After by-gone school days had been discussed for some time, the ex-president suggested they join in a rousing cheer for ’14. They seemed to forget that they were ‘grown-ups’ and responded heartily, making the old assembly room ring, for the first time in many years with the cries of “Old Rose and Ash ! Itah! Rah! Who Rah! Who Rail! 1014! Rah! Rah! Rah! Gloriana princess pana! Bestest class in Indiana: Zippitv! Zippity! Zis! Boom! Bah! 1!)14! Rah! Rah! Rah!

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JJmpbrry nf (£lass nf 1914 BERNICE LEHMAN A CLASS REUNION In the little country town ot Xappanee on Commencement day, in the year 1920, there v as unusual stir and activity. The main line of traffic seemed to 1m directed northward toward the venerable weatherbeaten building Known as tin Xappanee High School. There was a question in the minds of the inhabitants of the town concerning what was 4 going on’ at the school. Without a doubt, something was ‘stirring,’ as the words of the first arrival implied. He was a young man of distinguished bearing, with only one defective feature, his long-suffering nose, which, by no means originally inconspicuous, was rendered more noticeable by tin presence of two strips of adhesive plaster which were pasted across his face. The most casual observer would readily discern that his olfactory organ had been broken for the twenty-third time. The subject of these remarks entered the assembly hall and glanced around with a reminiscent air. “Hasn’t changed much in the last six years.” he observed audibly. “I seem to he the first arrival. Quite an idea, having a reunion of old ’14. It is strange, how a class so small as ours can become so widely scattered in the course of a half dozen years. I wonder—why, hello there! If it isn’t old Roose!” he exclaimed, as a large figure ambled leisurely through the door, barely avoiding upsetting a chair which stood close by. “I don’t believe I—well, I’ll be—it’s Berger. And so you got here, did you?” “I certainly am here at any rate. Is the entire class going to be present?” ‘XII but my sister, Madge. You see, she is so busy teaching those heathen in Africa to reform that she couldn’t get here.” “I had heard that she had taken up mission work,” answered Berger, “but. I didn’t know she was still in Africa. The unexpected will happen. I suppose. Who would have thought that your gay, frivolous little sister would turn missionary ?” “It was an awful shock to us all,” the other replied, “but she said she had a call to go. and sin went before we quite caught on what was up. Have you seen anyone belonging to this outfit yet?” “Not a soul but you since I’ve arrived. By tin way, who owns that establishment on Market Street where Mrs. Pettit form- erly had her millinery shop?” “Why. don’t you know? imcile Yarian and ITsie Silberg. They’re confirmed spinsters. They live in rooms over tin store, with no companions but a cat and a parrot They do a pretty good business.” “I see, I came past there this morning. I saw the sign:— Madame Lucile—Dressmaking Madame IIrsuIie—Millinery The names struck me as being familiar, but I was not certain, and so did not stop in Are you still selling fruits and vegetables?” “Yep,” was the complacent response of Roose. “I’m doing pretty well at it. too. I’ve got a horse and wagon now, in which ! peddle truck (‘very Monday. Wednesday and Saturday. Trucking pays if you know how to manage. Say, I got a letter from Forrest Xickler yesterday. He’ll be here today. You konw he’s the president of a select school for young ladies in Boston.” “You don’t say! Well, isn't it tin truth that “Frosty” always enjoyed tin society of the ladies?” “That’s no joke. But he came within an inch of not getting here. You see he has to ‘go some’ as President of a coliege. But in his letter he stated that hi had engaged a private secretary who would relieve him of a part of his work. Who’s that? Why, it’s Frosty and Clayton Weber, and—er—Mario,” he said in a strange whisper, “Here come Mr. and Mrs. Warner.” At this moment, two handsome young men entered the room, followed by a happy-looking couple. There immediately ensued some lively conversation. Every one seemed to speak at once. However, President Xickler, of Boston's Select School for Young Ladies, managed to tell what a famous civil engineer his friend, Clayton Weber, had become and Weber explained as to whom the dignified educator had employed as private secretary To the surprise of the others, it proved to be a member of tin class of '14 Ruth Strycker, whose name had become prominent in the business world. “She s my right-hand man,” said Xickler. “She’s supposed to be here today. Hasn’t she come yet?” “She s coming with her brother,” explained (Jeorge Warner, who with his wife stood slightly aloof from the others. I suppose you have heard about Ora's up-to-date

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(Elass Ifiill MARIK KURBACH We, the Class of Xineteen-Fourteen of the Nappanee High School, of the town of Nappanee in the county of Elkhart, and the State of Indiana, being of sound mind and disposing memory declare void all former unwritten wills made by any portion of our class heretofore. We do therefore make, ordain, publish and declare this to be our last Will and Testament. Amen. First, so to speak, after such a protracted number of years in our esteemed and beloved High School, to be able to dispose of all our educational stepping stones, thus far passed over. After all our just debts—financial or otherwise—are paid and discharged, it is our will that our lawyers tile a petition in bankruptcy for us, inasmuch as our liabilities are possibly nineteen dollars and fourteen cents (•i'19.14). We hereby authorize our lawyers to execute this our last Will. Item 1. We give and bequeath to the inferior classes of said High School, to all members of same, who are foolish enough to accept them, all our claims to the relics belonging to “The Red Brick Museum”—that is to say, our claims to school books, school buildings, school equipments, faculty, library and other miscellaneous objects,—we authorize that said trash and debris will be dealt fairly among said foolish persons accepting same. Item 2. To the Class of Nineteen Fifteen. we bequeath the bond of fellowship and brotherly love which has bound us together as a class, undaunted in purpose, undivided in thought and study, we sincerely trust that said bond will be useful in making the “Junior ( lass Meetings” as sweet, as mild, as pleasant, as enjoyable as ours were. Also to you, we give our undying love for the foresaid “Red Brick Museum” as well as our esteemed and illustrious Faculty, said faculty being made up of henpecked husbands, unwonted blessings, bright smiling ladies and wise looking gentlemen. Item 3. To the Sophomores, we provide for a “Regulator” of knowledge by which when attached to each and every individual will regulate the capacity of Knowledge, for one or so members, and to reduce it to normal conditions. Item 4. To the Freshmen, we contribute a small fund to be expended for prescriptions by authoritative physicians, to enable them to grow taller, and develop their eraniums, so as to be able to cope with their dignified superiors, the Seniors, so to speak. Item ■ . To the incoming Freshies (Class 1918), we give and bequeath the entire campus, the beautiful expanse of green grass, to be used exclusively for a play ground, by all tliose members who are of a verdant character, when they become restless in school hours. Furthermore we appoint Prof. •Manwaring as the “Shepherd of this Flock to come!” This appointment includes the right of caretaker and supreme authority over the “Kindergarten Class.” PERSONALS—Item i. SEC. 1. I. Lueile Yarian, do bequeath to less fortunate iu-divuals all my butterflies, bugs, etc. collected while roaming about the Ball Park, and on other minor field trips, during my brief period in Zoology. SEC. 2.—I, lTrsie Silberg. do donate to the Junior Class, my “Wallenstein’s Tod,” with vocabulary detached; hoping that it will prove beneficial to same. SEC 3.—I, Eillie Blessing, give with cheerful heart all my history dates, to whomever wishes to copy them from the fly leaves in the back of my American History” text book. SEC. 4.—I, Gertrude Sheets, do both willingly donate to the “High School Library,” my “Dictionary,” “English and American Literature,” and my “Physics Book plus all experiments” providing that Prof, keeps track of them. SEC. 5.—I, Bernice Lehman, bequeath to Mario, the exclusive light of making dates with me at whatever time convenient; only for the short period remaining until Commencement. SEC. ().—I, Blanche Blosser, being of sound mind, do kindly bestow upon Profs. Duker and Kizer in partnership, my Geometry!!! Also to Prof. Manwaring 1 present one two-cent Parcel Post Stamp providing he doth use it economically. SEC. 7.—I, Ruth Strycker, not wishing to have a blot in my family record, do gladly betsow upon my cousin—Hilda, all my credits not neded by me for graduation, to enable same to become a Senior next year. SEC. 8.—To my bald-headed lassie of the lower classes, I, Madge Roose, give my hair, which has always been a bother and care to me. SEC. 9.—To professors Fisher and Kiser