Paxton High School - Reflector Yearbook (Paxton, IL)

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PAXTON HIGH SCHOOL REFLECTOR 160 Fourteenth.—To John Watson, Walter Larson bequeaths a comfortable cradle with a mosquito netting and sun-shade. “Nosey” realizes that sleep is a necessity for growing children and that a cradle would be a great luxury. Fifteenth.—Einar Lindstrom bequeaths to Laura Hammerstrand his musical abilities. Let her use them to soothe her class when they are weary with labor. Sixteenth—Austin Sandstedt bequeaths to Gladys Corbly a wagonload of chewing gum. It relieves the monotony of school to always have a supply on hand. Seventeenth.—Maud and Prudence Rotramel bequeath to Ruth and Ruby Flora their agreeability. Eighteenth.—The Senior Class bequeath to “Percy” Jackson the sum of one dollar, for the purpose of paying a heavy bet, which he owes. We also advise small Junior boys to use care in betting on dangerous subjects. Nineteenth—To Laura Strong, Marian Rideout bequeaths her giggles and incessant chattering. Twentieth.—Ernest Martinson bequeaths to Gladys Kellogg his wonderful bass voice. Ernest's voice is the admirr.tion and pride of the Senior class and the Juniors should fully appreciate this bequest. Twenty-first.—Anna Erickson bequeaths her boisterousness to Agda Anderson. Twenty-second.— Bessie Greenan bequeaths to the Juniors separately and jointly her permission to speak in the assembly at least once every period in the day. Twenty-third.—Ruth Cade bequeaths her good spelling grades to Marie Barnes. Good spelling is considered quite an achievement, as Mr. Bainum says. Twenty-fourth—To Mary Hagens, the Senior class bequeaths a half hours’ leisure each day, with the advice not to take five subjects next year. Twenty-fifth—Ethel Wright, the Senior star, bequeaths her hours of study to Ethel Kelley. It takes study and a great deal of it to attain to a great educational height, and it is the admonition of the Seniors to the Junior class to follow in their footsteps and become students of note. Twenty-sixth—The Seniors separately and jointly bequeath to the members of the Junior class their recognized class spirit. In no other class is Hie spirit so prominent and all will agree that a class without this characteristic is dead and inactive. So, in closing, the Seniors bequeath to their heirs and successors, the Juniors, their loyal class spirit along with their 1915 pennant which was so ruthlessly snatched from them in a moment when this spirit was especially predominant. Lastly—We nominate and appoint Mr. Bainum to be executor of this will, and request that he may be permitted to qualify and act as such, without bond. In witness whereof we have on this 23rd day of May, 1914, set our hands and seal. (Signed) CLASS OF 1914. Sealed, passed on and di-infprted by thp City Council.

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159 COMMENCEMENT NUMBER, 1914 Cast IHUI anil (Irstamrnt nf tljr (Claim of HU4 By Helen Ludlow. We, the Senior Class of Paxton High, now domiciled in the beautiful city of Paxton in the dear Old State of Illinois, being of sound and disposing mind and memory (at least so we hope and believe), and considering the uncertainty of this frail and transitory existence (in fact having an abiding conviction that we are face to face with impending dissolution) we therefore make, publish, ordain, and declare this to be our last will and testament. First.—We order and direct our executor herein and hereafter named, to pay up all little items of indebtedness, that we may leave (including all moral obligations that we may owe to our fellow-students and classmates) at once upon our demise. Second.—We give and bequeath our instructors all honor, blame, and lesponsibility for orr demise- same to be divided equally and impartially among them. Third.—We give and bequeath to the Class of T5 our beloved comrades and one-time fellow sufferers, Chester Wesslund and John Watson, with the request that they be tenderly cared for in their last days. Fourth.—We give and bequeath a dozen boxes of pink violet-scented stationery to Lucille Moore for the purpose of sending to Melvin semi-weekly. Fifth.—Neta Rollins bequeaths her absorbing interest in Howard Wylie to some real nice Junior girl who will take good care of him during next year. Sixth.—“'Ginger” Cruzen bequeaths to Florence Martin her irrepressible good humor, with the advice to “Look upon the bright side rather than the blue.” Seventh.—To “Goat” Archer, Herbert Swanson bequeaths his indescribable good looks, with his best wishes. , • Eighth.—To Marie Newman, the Senior class bequeaths the marve- lous powers of Merlin, with the request that she use them wisely. Ninth.—Edla Johnson bequeaths her rich, melodious voice to Mamie Finch. It will be of great service to her in the recitation room. Tenth.— Miriam Rockwell bequeaths (with deep regret) to the Boston Art Museum, the secret hieroglyphic table which has been in her use during this year. It will, no doubt, be handed down through the ag s as a curio. Eleventh.—Mary Greenan bequeaths her reputation of being the Irish beauty of the class to Flossie Steele. Twelfth.—Bess Bear bequeaths to I aVern Arch r her legitimate excuse for habitual tardiness. It is such a convenience. Thirteenth.—“Pinkie” Me Quiston bequeaths to Harold Anderson some of his privileges in the Assembly. But—let him remember to “be moderate in all things”, as the old saying goes. Thirteenth.—Signe Olson and Ruth Lindgren bequeath to Gladys Bobo and Birdie Sackett their Senior dignity.

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161 COMMENCEMENT NUMBER, 1914 Jlrnphrrti of the (Ehuu of 1U14 By Netta Rollins. “ Through the deep gulf of the chimney wide Wallows the Yule-log's roaring tide; The broad flame pennons droop and flap And belly and tug as a flag in the wind; Like a locust shrill the imprisoned sap, Hunted to death in its galleries blind; And swift little troops of silent sparks, Non• pausing, non' scattering away as in fear, Go threading the soot-forest's tangled darks Like herds of startled deer. ’Twas one night, when all had retired, that I sat before the blazing gate fire, and looking into its glowing embers, saw something that surprised me. It seemed as if each separate tongue of flame was picturing in itself the future of one of my former classmates; perhaps I should say playmates. These flames all came together in a confused mass, and it was with difficulty that I made out any of the pictures. Suddenly the idea came to me that the fairy, for one presides over every fireplace, was endeavoring to show me the whereabouts and occupations of my last year companions. 1 was about to speak and ask what it all meant, but the small person seeing my attention was attracted, stood forth and wrote in the bright flames with a black pencil, the following: “Take this or leave it, and ask no questions.” Meantime 1 was becoming more interested every minute, and was anxious for the pictures to separate, so that I could tell what it was ail about. Quicker than it takes to tell, the flames became clear and the first revelation was about to be made. Apparently my informer believed with starting with some of the celebrities of the class, for he gave me a glimpse of the every day life of Edla Johnson, the songstress of the class. It was the interior of a private car with the somewhat misleading name of “Kohl Car.” Its name did not suit its appearance, for it would have done credit to a Vanderbilt. The furnishings were exquisite and in one corner of it stood a “grand” piano. Edla’s accompanist, who resembled a certain broken-down musician who appeared in our class play, or “Nosey” I arson, was playing a lilting song for “Ed,” and she was singing as only Edla could. I believe I noticed the name of the piece, “Just A-wearyin' for You. .As she sang the last word, a handsome, dashing fellow in West Point uniform strode into the room and there was no mistaking the look of welcome he received from all present, excepting the musician. I gathered from the resulting conversation, that Edla had received an engagement with a Grand Opera company and was then on her way to join the company in New York. The following scene depicted was a court room, with its usual mob