Nappanee High School - Napanet Yearbook (Nappanee, IN)

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Class Poem Beatrice Gentziiorn O! our dear old Nappanee High School, ’Tis to you we point with pride, As at last our studies are ended And life’s doors are open wide! Now the time has come for parting Memories come thronging near; Thoughts of all our old Transgressions— The reports we used to fear. We remember our demerits; How they brought us pain and woe; And our low toned recitations— Of the things we didn’t know. We as Juniors behaved like Freshmen, And as Freshmen behaved like sin; And our Parents used bad language; When our Sophmore grades eame in. True! we disobeyed our teachers. And broke some silly rules, Still we think our N. II. S-, Has it on most other schools. Soon we’ll build another High School But memory still will keep alive Joyous days in the old building, For the class nineteen-ten-plus-five. We will let the sophs and Fresies Have the building, new and clean; ’Cause we’re forced to leave the shelter Of the old in ’ten fifteen.

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('lass History Rikta Keller History, broadly speaking, concerns itself with only the most important events of the human race. History of the world is largely that of its battles and the triumphs of the conqueror prove the survival of the fittest. The Class of 1915 lias been truly militant, having waged for four years a civil war, firing incessantly, aiming its grape-shot and bean-shooters and erasers at the faculty, school board, juniors and freshmen. Ther--have been rumors of duels among our own ranks and numerous deserters have been duly sentenced and shot in the back. Let us pass rapidly over the prehistoric epoc of our existance, when we were all monkeys and the semi-barbaric age when we were enveloped in the darkness of the grammar school, to the beginning of the Renaissance period which begun on the lltli day of September, 1911. On that day the green grocer wagon delivered at the door of the High School fifty bewildered freshmen, no cold storage product but the real thing, all green and guaranteed not to fade- Though a large number of our members have fallen by the wayside, and two out of that number having embarked upon their matrimonial career, we have inherited two heirlooms from other cities, so that we now have twenty-six. We are the largest elass to graduate from the Nappanee High school. In the beginning of our freshman year we were a little shy but as the time passed the shyness wore off. By the middle of the term we were an organized class. The first class in the N. H. S- to organize before the middle of the second term. John Metzler was our president, pink and green were selected as our elass colors with the Pink rose as the class flower, and we began to show the other students that we were “The Class That Does Things.” In the beginning of our Sophomore year we eeeted a new president in the person of Ward Coppes. During this year our class starred in basket ball. Soon another vacation had passed away and we became Juniors. The triumph of this year was the Junior Reception. Long had faculty and the Class of ’14 looked forward to the ’15 Junior Reception. Our reception was unparalelled by that of any other Juniors. The social functions of the class have been many and delightful, (’lass parties in town ami sleigh-ride parties and weenie roasts in the country. Early in our Senior year we held a class meeting and selected our class pins. Later we held another meeting and selcted our elass play- The meeting habit was becoming a chronic Senior disease In one of our attacks we decided that the girls should graduate in white sailor suits, with blue eolars and red ties and the hoys in navy blue suits.. We bear the distinction of being the first elass of the N. II. S. to graduate in this manner. We are giving two class plays, ‘‘At the End of the Rainbow” and “The Royal Highway” and publishing an annual. No history is complete without its chapter on Hero-Worship. We have won much honor and praise in basket ball and from this field we are taking with ns Ward Coppes, Clarence Branson and Joe Kaufman. And now we say “Farewell” to the N. II. S. and each one of us goes forth to battle with life on broader fields and to overcome obstacles which our education has prepared us to meet. But mav we all look back with fond remembrances to the Class of 1915 and its happy days in old N- II. S.

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Marie Anglin We the Class of tlie Xappauee High School, of the town of Xappauee, in the count of Klkhait, and the state of Indiana, being of sound mind and disposing memory, and mindful of the inevitable end of our frail and transitory life in this valley of dry hones, drier studies, and driest teachers, do therefore make, ordain, publish, and declare this to be our last will and testament: That is to say, First that after our lawful debts are paid and discharged, the remainder of our estate, real, unreal, and personal we give, bequeath and dispose of as follows, to-wit: Item I- To the School at large we bequeath a ten by twelve mirror and we direct that the same be preserved in peipetuam memor-iam,” so that the girls will no longer frighten the inmates of the Assembly Room by coming in with their faces streaked with powder. Item II. Section A—To our honored successors, the Juniors, we give, devise, and bequeath certain members of our class, said members having been able to endure the strain of our four years campaign for credits. Section B.—Futhermore to the class of ’16, we extend our heartfelt sympathy for their future trials in the “Catacombs of Learning,” and we bequeath to these our successors, all privleges and perequisites, to which Seniors naturally, in the course of scholastic events, fall heir, also all the magazines found in Prof. Ki zer’s library. Item III- To our beloved Sister Class, who are ever loyal to us, we bequeath all our brotherly love which has steered us safely through four years of quarrels and qnibbulations. Item IV. To the incoming Freshies we do hereby give, and bequeath one acre of green inead-owland to be used by them exclusively when they become restless, also to them we give one load of sand providing they are ecomic in their use of it. Item V. Section A—To Mr. Fisher and Miss Kolbe, exponets of the dead languages, whose souls keep marching on, leading the noble army of martyrs mounted on ponies we bequeath a couple of hundred such ponies, these mounts having borne man y ot cur members through the triumphal arch to receive their diplomas. Second, our personal property we give, bequeath, and bestow as follows to-wit: Section A—We, Ilortense Housour, ller-schel Stackhouse, and Arthur Miller, bequeath our set of Bookkeeping Books to the future Library of Xappauee. Section B—I, Elmer Voder, do willingly give my box of quieting powders to the Faculty, said powders having enabled me to take a nice little nap every Monday morning. Section C—I, Kenneth Whiteman, bequeath to Miss Guild my camera as a recompense to her for the disturbances I have caused by distributing pictures about the Assembly Room. Section 1)—I, Lowell Blosser, bequeath my automobile catalogs to any one wishing to buy an automobile—Ford buyers excepted. Section E—We, Lloyd Yarian and Donald Stoops, bestow upon Prof. Manwaring our undying love for Commercial Arithmetic. Section F—I, Beatrice Gentzhorn. gladly bequeath my unblemished Basket-Ball record, which may serve as inspiration for others. Section G—I, Rieta Keller, bequeath all remnants of my crocheting, also, my crochet hook to the cause of Domestic Science. Section II—We, Treva Anglin and Hazel Gwin, bequeath our dissected fish, pigeons, cats, etc., to Prof. Kizer’s laboratory. Section I—We, Ward Coppes and Roy Slagle, will our positions as cartoonists and Editor-in-chief of “The Student” to any members of the Junior Class who are folish enough to accept them. Section J—I. Dora Mitschlin, bequeath my good disposition to the Junior Class. Section K—We, Ilarvev Becknell and John Mctzler, bequeath our Physics Xote Books to Mr. Fisher.