Pittsboro High School - Progress Yearbook (Pittsboro, IN)

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While Nannie Worrell's smile was so bright It gave Harris, her husband much delight. But those fair girls were by no means all There were four boys, three dark and all tall, Clarence Sawyer was too well beloved to pass by Though soon promoted from earth,s school to one on hight. There was Urban Olsen who played hookey on Friday, And Ernest Buergelin always shining and tidy, And Aubrey Moore with his fluent speech, We might have known he was bound to preach. Frank Thomas, the teacher, though greatly admired, By early spring of his task was tired. No larger class has held the floor Than the famous class of nineteen-four, Composed of six lads and four bright lasses, It was one of the best of many strong classes. There was Grant Martin and Chester Pike, And Clayr Alexander, who all worked alike, And Carl McDaniel and the Brumfield boys, Ernest and Blaine, with their pranks and noise. Bertha Thompson was there-she is now Mrs. Prebster And Grace Hott Houk, most as wise as Webster. Maude Worrell also you are sure to find, And Esther Wells, quite jolly and kind, The former is now Mrs. Duscond, gay, While the latter is Esther McConnaha. Through theorems and history there led this clan Professor O'Mara, a gifted young man. Earnest, industrious and much alive, Describes the class of nineteen-five. With George A. Keeney at the head of the school Most of the work was done by rule. There was Loyal Schenck and Charley Ginn, Neither of these thought work any sin, Nor was Edna Taylor counted a lazy bones, By the way her name is now Edna Jones. There was Fred A. Parker of Maplewood, Fond of work and usually good, And Emma Goodson thoughtful and true, Her name was changed to Burris, too. Now stilled, forever is that loyal heart, In life's great drama sheis finished her part. Prominent in the class of nineteen-six Was Miss Ruth Janes, now Mrs. Hicks, Ernest Walter, broad of both body and mind, Letha Booker, generally loving and kind. And last and least came Ernest Alexander, VVhose monkey-shines raised Professor's dander. When this handsome class had pictures taken Mr. F oland's hat was by mde winds shaken So hard in fact, that it flew away And has ne,er been found to the present day. Next to puzzle their pretty heads Oler History and Latin were five co-eds, All these girls liked to study some, Miss Edna Duncan worked hard on gum, W'hile Edna McDaniel struck her best licks On elocution, she's now Mrs. Hicks. Ruth Ridgway thought much of a certain boy, Keeping house for Stipe is now her joy. Nellie Neaville, too, liked to study anno, Olsen, her husband, was then her beau. Though in this charming class was not a mean one, There was a good girl named Jennie Keenan, All useful and happy they are making good, As Professor Foland believed they would. Once 1no1'e ten pupils appeared on the stage To add to this history another page. Six girls there were and four young men, Mrs. Templin, Elsie Stipe it was then, And Anna Goodson and Mary Hale, Now Mrs. Elrod so runs the tale. And Nettie Hunt and Lutie Gandy, And Cleo Lambert, sweet as candy, Will Martin, too, and Everett Thornbrough, Iohn Smith, who would a-courting go, Then add to the list Earl McConnaha And you have a fine group for work or play, George Lewis, the teacher, was justly proud To hand diplomas to all this crowd. Sweet girl graduates furnish the theme For another stanza, so it would seem, There were three in the class of nineteen-nine, Securing knowledge at learning,s shrine. There was Lottie Ridgeway without a care Keeping books in the bank she now has her share. VVhile Edith McCl1mg has troubles enough Teaching Latin declensions and all such stuff. There was one in the class that was named Verne Ellis Who would rather trim hats than to entertain fellows. Of noble purpose and well trained mind Was Professor Alley, in their memories enshrined. Yet there happened along to guide the next four A brand new instructor by the name of John Moore. Sweet girl graduates again smiled and bowed, A boy, however, appeared in the crowd, There was 'Hazel Vice, an accomplished musician, Myrtle Sallee, whose charm won a horse physician. Merle Woody, who should a notary be So fond of writing uwillsv is she. Kind, Earnest and helpful was Roy Elmore Who was recently called to the other shore. Xlll

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Piftsboro High Srloool fl 897-1915j A Little Rhyme Concerning the Students Who Were .Graduated from That Seat of Learning during the years of 1897 through 1915j Backward, turn backward, Ol Time in your flight,', Make us all pupils just for tonight, Take us speedily back o'er eighteen swift years, The memory of which brings laughter and tears, Back to the first class which honored this school By completing the course prescribed by rule. Four bright boys there were and one splendid girl- Iames Flaherty, Oscar Reynolds, Chas. Kress and Norman Worrell. The girl that was mentioned was Miss Maud Hughes, But as Mrs. Newman she now sends her dues. The same Instmctress for two years had these- A talented woman, then Reynolds, now Spees- VVho established the high school in Iunken Hall, And because of her zeal was admired by all. Of A,L.H. Miller they took the third year- A smiling bachelor, by some girls thought dear, To Sawyer's Hall he wended his way, To instruct those pupils from day to day. Again four boys and one girl were destined by fate To graduate in the year of ninety-eight. They received instructions from Mr. Matheny, The youngest in the class was named Murat Keeney, Thomas Dillon, too, was of the studious mind, VVhile Aubrey Pebworth to his pipe inclined. There was Mary Dugan, true to the very heart's core, And Fred Worrell whose lessons of life are all o'er. To the dear old building they hurried each day- Fourteen more classes have gone the same way- In the west room, upstairs, Caesar's allies they slew And over geometry made quite a stew. Two earnest yoiuig men and four ladies, fine, Composed the class in the year ninety-nine. Patrick Dugan was fond of school work, VVhile Allen Keeney would never shirk. And Mrs. Rankin, then Anna Hession, Was faithful, too, seldom missing a session, Estella Shirley made the figures fly, Stella Titus is the name she now goes by. Carrie Brent was gifted with social grace, As Carrie Stephenson she now fills her place. Nor of Eunice Brumfield could any complain, She now answers the name of Eunice McClain. With Miller, the teacher, there was seldom a clash, Though they sometimes did smile at his stunning mustache. Class number four was composed of four girls- Fond of music and fun and curls. XII Three of these lassies have changed their name, But Miss Ethel Whitsett remains the same. Nellie Waters, though, must have been a good planner, After years of single bliss she became a Danner. Anna Buergelin soon changed to Mrs. Smith, And it would not do to complete the list Without telling how hard the fates did plan To make Hattie Halfaker become a Wehrman. Speaking of work and mischief and fun Brings to mind the class of nineteen-one, Composed of five boys and one thoughtful lass, Merril and Frank Wills belong to this class. Carl Waters was there and Forrest Bradshaw- One is now a teacher while the other doth saw, And Chester Iunken and Pearl Thornbrough, The Latter became Mrs. Cowley, though. At the close of this year, Miller's reign was oier So he left the town to return no more. Courageous was he, strangely free from fears, No other teacher has stayed more than two years. Of happier classes there have been but few Than the wonderful class of nineteen-two. Of the good times We had I could write a volume Though restricted, alas, to one short column. How much of the scolding and courting and fun Was recorded in rhyme by Ethel Iackson- Or Ruth Case whacked Watson's knuckles for a book, Or we laid Miss Schenck's piggie in a seculded nook, How Eva chose to carry it, the one most stout and slow, The one who stands before you by the name of Alice Lowe, Or Iackson turned a basket oier the head of Jessie Walter She struggled to escape as a calf would from a halter. And if Miss Nora Ridgway was less wicked than the rest She was a splendid second as perhaps you may have guessed Now Miss Alcie Ridgway we confess was not so bad Though mischief, let me tell, was with all of us a fad. just the same we earned diplomas, I say that is no myth, If you do not believe it just inquire of LC. Smith, We were so busy weid scarce time to strike a match. Of the nine there still remaineth Four glad maidens and one batch. In the next class were two ladies fair, With charming ways and golden hair. VVhen Florence Booker became Mrs. Cline, Her husband, no doubt, thought her head a gold mine.

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Of the fifteenth class what shall we say? VVhy they finished their tasks without delay. There was Claud Linton and Chester Parker, Both good students and one a good sparker, Dallas Terrell was there and Russell Hale- The way they've started they're not likely to fail, W'hile Alice Ridgway did her part In a way that warmed Professor Moore's heart. Nine handsome youngsters there were to delve For learningls treasures in nineteen-twelve. There was Daniel Leonard and Lora Wynkoop, Charles Stanley, who laughed when the ponies kicked up, Otis Pierson, james Ashby and Walter Reed, VVho sometimes felt for good ponies the need. Clara Woody was present and Minnie McClung, And Fem Linton, who has started to the ladderis top rung. Now beauty 'tis said is a good reason for being, This class you'll admit was sight worth seeing. john Sullivan who had finished at the C.N.C. Was conscientious and studious as teacher need be. Of jolly pedagogues there never was one To compare with Westerfield who looks like a bun Or a fat soda biscuit he resembles most nearly As wise observers can see quite clearly. The first was he to require an assistant, Miss McClung was chosen, reserved and distant. By combining their efforts they turned out two From a four-years' course, a feature new. Carroll McDonald who in a contest won And Edwin Terrell, a physician's son, Composed the class in the year fourteen At the fine new building, well equipped and clean. Now Geometry and Physics are thought not enough W'hile Latin is branded mostly hard work and bluff, Even History and Literature do not satisfy So Domestic Science is the thought best to try. Agriculture, too, for the bright farmer boys, Both music and drawing also add to life's joys. That proper instruction all students might gain , Two teachers were added Misses Nichols and McClain. Since this year,s class has so much Work and four teachers We extend our sympathy to the poor abused creatures. One teacher with bad eyes used to scold enough- To have four with good eyes must be very tough. But one plucky girl and three lads brave Have managed somehow their heads to save. Not one in the bunch could be called a greeneyg Verla Crawley, Paul jordan, and Thomas Feeney, And Miss Blanche Ashby, a Pittsboro Belle To one hundred and two our ranks will swell. Our Alumni, though scattered throughout this broad lanu Are united no doubt by a strong golden band, That of loyalty true to their fond Alma Mater, May each coming year make her better and greater, May her fair daughters grow in knowledge and grace, And her sons strong and noble each win in lifeis race. May the teachers remember that their calling is sacred Ever casting out wrong, dishonor and hatred, In good will and harmony striving each day To build character fit for eternity. Written by Alice Lowe. NOTICE-It was impossible to find a group picture of all the graduates from 1897 through 1916 so we have used group pictures with most of the graduates of a particular year. In the index beginning on page LIV, we will list the graduates of each year and identify the students in each picture. XIV