Ravenna High School - Tappan Tatler Yearbook (Ravenna, OH)

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1922 THE TRANSCRIPT 23 SENIOR CLASS HISTORY , As the tardy signal rang, quiet settled over the assembled room. Each Senic-r was in his place, and in the mind of each was the thought-the last time. For the last time they had taken their places at the sound of the double gong, the last note had been stealthily thrown, the last prank had been played, the last lesson, the last test passed. They wondered vaguely if they would be missed when they left school. It could hardly be so. Others would take their places and the class of 1922 would be forgotten. How queer it would seem not to come back next year, not to see the faces made familiar by four long years of pleasant associations. But these reflections were interrupted by the voice of Miss Feldner. There will be a Senior Class meeting at this time, she said. The Seniors filed into another room, perhaps a shade less noisily than usual, in the realization that this was '22's last class meeting. When the class had been called to order the President said: As this is our last class meeting it has been suggested that we let our minds travel back over these four years and each one of us tell something that has happened since we've been in High School. Of course you all remember the first day We were Freshmen and the loving greeting the other classes gave us. We had mighty good teachers that year, said Leeta, just as we've always had. They have the kind that seemed glad to help little Freshmen. There were more of us to trouble them, too. Yes, said Nina, the death of Esther Martin lost us one of the sweetest girls in the school. There were some who have dropped out too, continued Claude, There were-. We mustn't forget Eileen Brodie, said Elizabeth suddenly. Don't you remember the play she wrote for us to give at the entertainment we had for the boys when they won in the War Savings Stamp contest? Everyone said the Freshmen had the best number on the program. The Seniors had a class day that year that won't be forgotten soon, spoke up Irene. I have my score card yet. Who cared if the Freshmen did get the fewest points ln the end? It was lots of fun anyway. Do you remember how we tied the score in the basket ball game with the regular team? They had a champion team too. Of course it was the girls' game though, said Ralph. Trust Ralph to stand up for the girls, said someone. 'iWe had rhetoricals that year that made some of us shake considerably, contri- buted Lucille. The next year we were put in the assembly room. Do you remember the rumor that we weren't to be put in with the Juniors and Seniors, and how indignant some of us were? asked Edythe. Nothing much happened that year. Of course the girls won the school basket ball games, and cup, but we expected that, said Olive, as she carefully powdered her nose. Deane Hubbell joined us that year, said Daniel, and the ones who were taking the commercial course left us. , The next year was so much more interesting, said Blanche. We elected oflicers and made Claude Kingsbury president, Harold Ensinger, vice-president, with Earle Frank to take care of the money, and Myra Helm to do'the scribbling, and last and greatest Miss Feldner as class adviser. . That wasn't all. There were colors to select, and our class rings and pins and sweaters. The blue sweaters with white letters were very effective, beside showing the class colors, said Florence. We had hard lessons, too. Will we ever forget Mr. Ward, and Physics class? asked Nina.

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22 THE TRANSCRIPT 1922 KATHLEEN sTEwAR'r fKateJ It's the songs ye sing And the smiles ye wear That's amakin' the sun shine Everywhere. Basket Ball Team-R. GLENN wooo Qwpodyl First in War Hrst in Peace, first in the heart of a Freshman. Junior Class Play, LUCILLE SHERMAN Bear with me, good sir, I'm much forgetful. BLANCHE SWARTZ A worker always-doing her level best. She is a new-comer whom we have been glad to welcome, sorrowing only that she did not come sooner.

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24 THE TRANSCRIPT 1922 Don't forget the Junior class play, second to none, said Glenn. Trust Glenn to blow his own horn said Inez, but it was a good play and made lots of fun and work for us. Do you remember the classes we skipped? On the whole our Senior year has been the best, though the chapel talks were cer- tainly awful, and being examples for the other classes was rather tiring, said Kathleen. We lost one member this year, Annabel Albright, and gained three, Helen Hall, Blanche Swartz, and Lyle Sprottsburyj' said Clara, Do you remember the Weiner roast at Kingsbury's cider mill? And the fun some of us had running races with Mr. Edwards, said Helen. Better not forget the cider either. My, but that was good, said Deane. We had a watch night party at Earle's too. Every one had just a wonderful time, contributed Kathryn. We had such good things to eat. Speaking of eats, we had a dance and candy sale combined, to get money to pay our debts, didn't we? said Harold. Yes and a bake sale to pay some more debts. Really to look at us you wouldn't think we were so poor, would you? said Irene. Well, we weren't after the sale, answered Joe with a beaming smile. And- But the gong rang and the last class meeting was over. MYRA HELM. GOOD-BYE.. Another year will soon slip by And then we'll all be out of Highg Four years we've had all sorts of fun By passing notes and chewing gum. The Senior Class has always tried To give our High School cause for pride, So fill our place, oh, Junior Class, And do your best, is all we ask. Our High School joys are almost past, Commencement days are here at last. The Senior Class of Twenty Two, Now says Good-bye to all cf you. HELEN LOUISE HALL.