Oswego High School - Paradox Yearbook (Oswego, NY)

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E :io 'f AR.0D0i 049' Here in a corner is Walter Babcock who's thought it a Long-year: Close by his side prances Harry with countenance Bland and serene. Here is C. Ena Aurelia, with ambition still guiding her footsteps, Aiming to be a great doctor, frightening the weak to submission. Ah! 'tis the noble invventor, fliugene !Vl. Clark is his cognomenl, Experimenting now on john Carmody Ctrying it out on the dogll. Here is a bevy of beauties, dancing to fairy-like music, Headed by lithesome Louise, of the bright hair and temper. ls it a violin l hear playing accompaniment? No, 'tis a drum, for a military band comes a-marching, Announcing Arthur the Meek, now a sport at Annapolis. Here is a Scotsman, l'm sure, he is so good at Hanley-ing, Allan MacGregor Davis, proud brother of a modern Happer. Beside him are Alma and Ruth, the modern Damon and Pythiasg And behind him, but hardly obscured, is the Cook of this dinner- Can someone kindly tell me, what it was that !V!argar-et? We have heard much of Stonewalls, but we ourselves have a Cornwell, Nor is the glory dimmed that the Dot is before and not after. Who is this Cunning james? l left out the --ham-thought 'twas Friday! Noble the Ford that's approaching, Noble the Houghton. within it, For he has filled the back seat with the girls of his chemistry class. We remark, See America first, but Clara says, UC. France! Dorothea Cwhat a monickerll Donahue, is shining forth now as a Normalite Here is our own Marion Gadbaw, the once famous jockey, Queer, is it not, that her win.ners are always named Leonard? Oh! l have skipped three or four of these cl ---- Us- !Vlary Teresa Donavan's chasing a Be-a-is this Mundy? What shall ! say of fair Francis, the terrible things he has Dunn? Nay, his past bloody crimes shall be kept from your innocent knowledge. On to Peter the Great, fCharles Flickl whom l still owe a penny, l trust he'l! never collect or charge interest! Here is a question, class-Was there meant nothing personal When we elected Cath Fletcher the Joke of the paper? Get off your Foot, you're standing on it, Kenneth! The Size of a Man. Answer--john joseph Flaherty: Large enough for us, is he not, class of '22? Here stands Albert Godden, banker-to-be, lnforming Helen Heagerty how becoming bobbed hair is to her. Whose is this mighty form, with the bobbed haired dame on his arm? She f!Vlarion Galvinj is singing On the Gin, Gin, Ginny Shore . Billy Grant is giving Marion Glassford a ride on his wheel, No doubt reading to her the interesting telegrams. Stanley Hendricks and Co.-Co. meaning the flivver- 319 ob-cs! cf-ef -

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, - - m l 1 -af-2 P RODOX-' lg- - 'afzg if Uafe of '22 QWith sincerest apologies to Longfellow, '-IIS is the class that's departed, leaving our dear Alma Mater, Leaving the friends that we cherish, leaving the seat of our learning. We have grown older and wiser in the four years we have been here, Here in the store house of knowledge, the school of our fathers and mothers. Many the joys we have witnessed, many the trials we have conquered, Many the friends we have made, earnest, steadfast and loyal. Narrow the path of advancement, broad the white way of enjoyment Luring us on from our study, urging our hearts to rebellion, Yet we have conquered ourselves and reward stretches dazzling before us. Glittering the highway of life, leading e'er onward and upward, Gorgeous the air-castles dreamed of-ahl may there come the fulfillment! All that is best for our youth, may the Maker bestow in the future. This is the class that's departing: many the hearts that are grieving, Grieving to think of the future, with High School a bitter-sweet memory, Grieving to think of the comrades scattered through all this broad country. Meeting no more at the threshold, greeting each other with laughter, Gone as the leaves of the forest flutter through the haze of the autumn. Ye who believe in youth that hopes and endures and is patient, Ye who believe in the beauty and strength of a student's devotion, List to the joyful hosanna still sung by each Senior-class poet: List to a tale of completion in O. H. S., home of the happy. II. ln the American land, on the shores of the Lake of Ontario, Distant from rushing New York, yet a center of commerce-Oswego Lies in the fruitful valley. Vast meadows stretch all about it, Broad roads lead eastward and westward. There in the midst of abundance reposes beloved Oswego. First on the list of our class-mates is Alfred, lover of chilclreng Next c-ome his kinsmen in name, whom we call the Three Gracesg Following close on their heels is Ethel-for gum did she Askew? Racing behind her is Zap, Wally Reid-ing in his new coupe. Here come the fashion-plates, the Benzes, Richard and Russell, Following them is a girl Ccan you doubt it?D, Rose, belle of the Normal, And in her wake a Batchellor, christened Ethel Marie. Here is a goodly pair! Bold Mildred and meek little Ding Bell. Q19 oxs G- 228

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4 , . . ,-....,, g...-- 1 -'11-0 'PAR0l3'07i,'4f 'az With his own Mildred beside him-tell me, is she very Harvey? Do l see Marguerite Hartrick? Certainly, how could one help it? Never mind, Marguerite, you gallantly led our procession! Kack Johnson and Marion l-leilig, fthe inevitable men surrounding, Approach us. We hear a faint murmur, Oh, Buster, have a Hart! Anybody here seen Kelly, Kelly of the Emerald lsle? Which one do l mean? Why, our own cheerful lVlary, Always ready for Work, yet always ready for laughter, Mary C. is beside her and the third of the tribe, dainty Edna. Blessings on all of these, and three cheers for the name of Kelly! John Joseph, basketball hero, borne aloft by his comrades, Would he not make a better farmer? He is so fond of Barnes! Marion Bunnell Hunt, able district attorney, Our greatest wish is that she may prevent all future Lynch-ing. Why this nervousness, Benny? You must not bite your Lip, son. just glance at George McCulloch, calm, cool and collected. fTho at a former drama, l did hear, he had his Biddi-cutl. Here is a female King! Brilliant, worthy of her station, But-blessed be the little man who makes the alteration! Ruth, are you always sky-Larkin? Put on the chains and don't Skid! Edith Laurent is behind you-so quiet-don't scare the poor kid. Frances O'Connor is dancing with Albert, the Sheik of Oswegog Be careful, you're near a deep Pool, terribly clark and forbidding! Here are Alice Lavere and Ina Legg, with Ed and Phil chatting gaily, Though we understood they were hardly fond of roclenftls. Virginia MacDonald is with us, still weeping at leaving O. H .S. Charles Rowe, too, looks saddened and downcast- Things are not Wright any more! Here is a girl born lucky, Mary Minehan, natural curl, With her faithful comrade Smith, a very Pearl of a girl. Mildred Mahnke and Bertha Medlong carry a poster saying, Build .ip Your Strength with Vitamon Yeast, We are BEFORE and AFTER. Follows the third John Joseph, this one a studious Miller, Beside him the Pious boy, rapidly drawing-a cart. Here's Mugs Mylott, the jazz-hound, who Benz and sways with the breezes Toddling with Marie O'Connor, that staid and serene maiden lady. Eleanor Putnam and Ervia Rose are debating upon the divorce question. Zeke Smith plays a hymn on the organ, accompaning Helen Sayer's solo. Dave passed French Regents at last, and straightway must Russell Down to High School and Say it with flowers to Mademoiselle. Beryl Stacy is with us, as precious and fragile as ever, With her is Katherine Troy, descendent of that famous Helen, 219 W 01-cs cf--e-- 'az