Ohio City Liberty High School - O Citian Yearbook (Ohio City, OH)

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little home town Chicago, Pauline exclaimed excitedly, Why there's Dorothy's pic- ture on the billboard! What kind of gum is that? The sound effects are marvelous! Haven't you heard? It's called Aglerado. All of the school teachers are advo- vocating its use. It evaporates as soon as it leaves the mouth, after being chewed. No more drinking water fountain worries. Besides the former gums interfered wth Professor Albert Bolenbaugh's classes where he taught only the most intelligent ones how to make the perfect paper wards! Before they realized it, Mae noticed that they were passing a large beauty saloon and surprised Pauline by inviting her in to see Mademoiselle Mildred Kline, made 'world famous for her Curly - O ' finger waves. Finally they arrived at the Exclusive French Dress Shoppe and just as they were about to enter, Mae raised a wa.rning finger, Monsieur1Brown, speaks no English at all. He has transformed himself completely into a Frenchman. He learned all he needed thcse three days he spent in our French class in high school. Excusing herself, Mae went to don a gown of which she had been telling Pauline and to acquaint Mr. Brown with Paulineis presence. No sooner had she left the room when the door opened -and in strutted Lois Price, the sole proprietor of Po- dunk Drygoods Store, in Podunk, Miissouri. Her assistant Wilhelmine Moyer came in with her, 'wearing the latest styles from Dogpatch county, a type of dress which hadn't been worn in Dulltown since 1810. In a moment Mae and Monsieur Brown were back and Gustavius was making them feel quite at ease as only he could do. Really, it's much too exciting to stay here, said Pauline, are there any other 38-ians here? I know the very place, answered Mae. Leti's go to see Hugh Garclner's ideal country home, with all the latest electrical appliances. On txhe way back to the city they stopped at Agleris Inn for refreshments and there met President High and Mayor Rank. Further plans were made for the get to gether party. It was decided to get the caterer from the D. M. Brubaker Delicates- san Store. Imagine their surprise when they found it to be their old pal Pcrky. He told them Mrs. William Kline, formerly Thelma Tickle, had just arranged fcr a party on the fifth birthday of her twin girls. Before they left, a tall, thin man of the road, came into the store asking for a. bite to eat. When he began to stutter and stammer about being in a great war and losing the power of his muscles so that he couldn't work, they immediately recognized Harold Kessler trying to put over another speech about war. Have a bite on us! simultaneously chcrused t.he group. He accepted and they all began, to gossip about old times. Then they all went. back to the old school house where they met the rest of their old class mates. BETTY PUTMAN. A Poetical Portrait of the Senior Class We are the class of thirty-eight With twenty-five to graduate. Some are large and some are smell, But we're the best class of them all. Dale is our Senior sheik Even though he is quite meek. Quiet, busy, and sincere, He does the task he finds is near. Now, Dorothy Agler with a dimple in her ching Is.a darn good sport for the shape she's in. She's got rhythm and she's got swingg I guess she's got 'bout everything. Then here's a chap, short and small, He's won the girls, one and all. His hair is wavy, his cheeks are red. I suppose you've guessed his name is Fred. Mary Ellen, another quiet lass, Is a very good student in every class. She'd rather be 'Mrs.' than 'Miss'g To her that is far greater bliss. Junior's a mouthy boy in school He never wants to obey the rule. He makes his classmates feel so sad, When in class he acts so bad. Mae Reuter always wants her way, She gives no one else their say. She doesn't like the other g.lsg It's the teachers who are her pals. And we have a bo-y named Jim, Who's very tall and rather slim. He doesn't do much work, mostly play But ficaw he takes the girls, in his Chev ro e Here's Pauline: McLean, fat and tall: You ought to see her play basket ball. She's been on our team four long years Here's hoping her a future career. In our cl we have Gus Brown Who str all 'round our town. Marga t thinks he's nice, you bet! But sl me thinks he's teacher's pet.

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PREDICTING THE FUTURE FOR THE CLASS OF '38 Gee, it's lonely around here, sadly murmured the old stage door in the Ohio City-Liberty School one dismal day in March. Outside, the wind was shrieking and now and then a ghostly howl was heard in what remained of the chimneys. It seems so long since anyonfe wrote his name on my back. How I used to groan then! But now I'd give anything for a little excitement. Crash! Bang! Suddenly the air was filled with clouds of mortar dust and bricks were flying in every direction. No one had paid much attention to the old school building since Ohio -City had passed out of existence and was now a part of Greater Dull, the garden spot of America. People now were rushing to the scene. Where is Mayor Rank? cried an excited by-stander. No sooner asked for than he was seen leaping from his plane and gliding gently to the ground in his para.chute. Around the corner came the all-rubber fire engine driven by the capable fire- chief, Junior Stahl, who always arrived before the builldings were entirely burned down, even if it meant taking down half a dozen buildings standing in his way. Above the confusion and ,noise that pervaded the atmosphere could be heard the clear resonant unmistakeable voice of Sibyl Johnson, Calling all alumni! former Ohio City High School has just blown up! Funeral incharge of the Murray Wrecking Co. Still more people were arriving from all directions. Private planes were whiz- zing through the air. One large air-liner landed at the Dull Airport. Pilot Stetler stepped from the cockpit and opened the doors for the passengers while his charming wife Mary Ellen, the stewardess, checked over the names to see that none had used their parachutes. What a time she was having. It had been hard keeping them from leaping from that plane. A portly gentleman came briskly down the steps, around which people had be- gun to flock. It was no other than the President of the United States, John Marlow High, and with him B. A. Sherman who had been elected speaker of the House, so that when things became dull she could give one of her famous readings. Mayor Rank, having just purchased a sack of popcorn and a bottle of Jimerino, Jim Aglerfs famous pop, rushed up to the plane completely out of breath. Stopping to fill his mouth with a handful of popcorn he began mournfully, I had Fred Dibert, the tzwn carpenter, make the most beautiful key for you. It was carved out of your favorite desk in Mr. Koch's room, but! somehow I lost it in this excitement. That's quite all right, hastily answered John, don't let a little thing lrike that stand between old class-mates! Well, how about coming over to Agler's Inn, across the street here where Drakes used to be and have a bottle of Jimerino on me? You'll like it, I know. While they walked to the Inn they talked of old times, scarcely noticing the noise as they strained their lungs to talk above the din. John suggested that they invite all of their old class mates to a party. But where will we have it?f' Why, Chilcotes Ball Room, the greatest dance hall in this part of the country, is the very place, boasted Mayor Rank, as they mingled with the crowd. Back at the plane Pauline McLean, the great Soprano, accompanied by her pub- licity agent Robert Dull, who towered above her., was preparing to leave for her hotel. She was making an appearance that evening at the Civic Auditorium in Dull. Just as she was coming down the steps she caught sight off that unmistakeably divine figure of Mae Reuter, the favorite mannequin at Monsieur Gustavius Brown's Exclusive French Dress Shoppe. She was always seen at Polo games, Horse Races, Operas and accidents. Mae invited Pauline to visit their Shoppe where she would love to show her the newest Gustavian styles for which Paris was constantly clamoring. Admiring the improvements and tall buildings which far surpassed those in her

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Some may say she is a Meanie , But she is our dear old Ennie . She is bashful, she is shy With mi.schief lurking in her eye. John has a good time in school, In spite of any teacher's rule. In class he is very prudent, This is the way to become a good stu- dent. Lois Price is a chubby girl. Her eyes shine like pearls. She has two feet and a head to match' But very hard for the boys to snatchl A timid blonde is our Whitey, His vo-ice is strong and mighty. A supply of brains he does lack, Because he always argues back. Betty's hair is straight as a string, For the boys she doesn't care a thing, 'Tho she is miles away from fame, We all like her just the same. Harold Kessler, who has almost gone insane Studying and wrecking his poor crip- pled brain, The teacher has given him lcssons galore, We hope Mr. Wise doesn't give him any more. A Just as tiny as a church mouse Betty Sherman slipped into the school house, To obtain a lot of knowledge, To resume her work in college. Albert Bolenbaugh, a tiny mite, Is always hidden out of sight. He cannot see the joy in lifeg His face is filled with lines of strife. LAST YEAR'S PLUNGERS Although Kathryn Profit and Charles Hablitzel graduated last year, they have returned this year to further advance their learning. They have both added greatly to the pleasures of this school year. Sibyl's nimble fingers trip over the piano keys, As quickly as a mouse running after cheese, So fame must wait her at the door, And who could ask for anything more. In English with stories, he enterta'ned, Also good grades by these he gained. One day Mr. Koch announced a testg Then dear Warren ceased to rest. Then here comes Mildred on our list, I wonder if ,she 'has ever been kissed. A girl with a smile so big and sweet, One whom we all delight to meet. Porky is known as the girl's flame, For this I'm sure he's not to blame. Before his lessons are all done, He is always hunting for more fun. Not so tall, but really quite small You should hear her giggle in the hail. Thelma with a gang of girls you'll findg She's very studious so never mind. Chick, the hen-peeked boy, was pcr- trayedg His character here was well d'splayed. He is one of those nice little boys Who never makes very much noise. Hugh Gardner is an old fashioned boy Some girls he likes to annoy. He saw Laura but not a maple treeg Now, he walrks with a bandaged knee. In this manner I've described our class Of every boy and every lass With just such few words it seems, So now, I'll sign my name, Wilhelmine. WILHELMINE MOYER. Charles Hablitzel Kathryn Profit