Sapulpa High School - Sapulphan Yearbook (Sapulpa, OK)

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SENIOR CLASS HISTORY NETEEN Hundred and Twelve is a memorable date. Yes, indeed, for it was during this year that a mighty horde of verdant young Freshmen came prattling noisily up to the dear old school building on the hill; as enthusiastic and joyous as a troupe of pups on a chilly, wintry day. It was a jolly class of forty-four and they immediately started to do things. They elected their officers: David Hil-les, president; John Bowersock, vice-president, and Elizabeth Conley, secy.-treas.; as Freshmen they bought a pennant, and had it stolen; had a party and a hayrack ride. But best of all, they got their lessons. The somewhat experienced class returned and re-enrolled as Sophomores. The membership was slightly decreased, but with the decrease in number came a multiplied increase of enthusiasm and desire to do things. The same officers were elected in 1913, except the vice-president, which office was filled by Stanley Cohagan. They had a party that year in the Domestic Science room and I think that party is an important one in the history of S. H. S., for this was the beginning of a series of raids that have not ended to this day. “Fruit Cake” and parties are synonymous. Will that memorable Senior raid ever be forgotten ? Juniors! It sounded big to them and it seemed to have its effect for it was in 1914 that this class showed S. H. S. its real capacity for doing big things. As Juniors they took the initiative in everything owing to the smallness of the Senior class. David Hilles was elected to lead the class again with Stanley Cohagan and Beatrice Boyd as the other two officers. This year the Juniors gave some parties and best of all, they gave a dramatic production which was a howling success, both financially and artistically. “A College Town” will live in the memory of every member of the class of T6 as long as he or she has a thinker to think. As Juniors they revived the ancient custom of a Junior-Senior banquet which was given at the Harvey House and which was a brilliant success. Nineteen hundred and sixteen is a memorable date. Yes indeed, for it is this year that these twenty-seven veteran students of many a hard-fought battle, in the classrooms of History, Latin and Geometry, pass out through the portals of a mere High School into the world, broad and spacious; some to a university, some to the factory, and some to the farm, and some to their homes. In short, this is the year that the class of T6 graduates. This noble class of Seniors has been as a single unit. They act unanimously on everything and as one person. Dissatisfaction and dissent are unknown quantities and there isn’t an Algebra student in the class who wants to solve it. This year the Senior Class has given a play entitled, “A Crazy Idea,” which was indeed a grand success. The Oklahoma University Glee Club gave a concert in Sapulpa, under the auspices of the Senior Class, and from this the class filled their coffers with riches. With these riches they intend to present to the High School a useful gift, and they also are intending to give an Alumni Banquet. The starting of an Alumni Association will give for this class a name everlasting in the school’s annals. David Hilles was elected for the fourth time as class president, and Stanley Cohagan was elected as vice-president. Elizabeth Conley is the secretary-treasurer. The Class of ’16 has been a large, enthusiastic one. It has been a class of action and not of parley. They have deliberated, but then they have acted. It has acted always with the interest of the school, in mind. They have accomplished things —big things. Would that the history, of each member of this wonderful class could be as full of honor and success as is the history of this graduating class.

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MARJORIE MILLER Sigma Delta; Vice-president of Girl's Glee Club '16; Organization editor of Sayanora. “Let me have music dying, and I seek no more delight.” (Shakespeare). ROBERT HOLTZHEMER Sigma Delta. “He hath a lean and hungry look.” (Shakespeare). LUCILE JOHANNES Delphian; High School accompaniast 1915-1916. • “An unextinguished laughter shakes the sky.” (Pope). STANLEY COHAGAN Sigma Delta; Captain of baseball of '16; Treasurer of Senior Class '16; President of Athletic Association ’16. “A sight to delight in.” (Southey). MINNIE GERAGHTY Sigma Delta. Famine is in thy cheeks.” (Shakespeare).

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CI,ASS of SIXTEEX—PROPH ECY HILE sitting by the Beautiful Sea, a wonderful thing did happen to me. I was not turned into a meremaid, or a paragon of loveliness. No, I was thinking of that class of big, fat, juicy Seniors, who graduated in 1916. Seventeen long years had passed since we had bedecked ourselves in snowy ruffles and the “conventional black.” How I wished I could see every member of that class. “Why don’t you use your eyes then?” piped a wee, soft voice in my ear. Startled ? Well rather. I thought I had that cozy little comer all to myself, but upon looking around I discovered that I was not by the beautiful sea at all. Wonder of wonders! I found myself in the large city of Beggs. Bewildered, and not knowing where to go, I decided to ask a policeman who was leaning against a lamp post, absent-mindedly chewing a cigar. Somehow he looked familiar, and when I spoke to him, tapped his shoulder several times to arouse him from his reverie, I discovered, what? That it was the little fat, rosy-cheeked boy we called Boosey, one who had graduated in the Class of ’16. Who would have thought one of our little bunch would have been given this exalted position. Not Boosey, I am sure. He never had such high-flown ideas. After we had expressed our surprise he conducted me to the largest hotel in Beggs. The only room I could get was near the top. I stepped into the elevator and told the boy where I wanted to go. Something about this boy made me look at him again. Stepping back, I tripped, and upon looking for the cause, discovered it to be the boy’s feet. They seemed to fill the whole space. Who in this world could have feet like that, except David Hilles? I remembered having fallen over them at school. I suppose when I start to walk into the Golden Gate, those feet will trip me and I shall fall and be lost in oblivion for- ever. After informing him who I was he told me, with tears in his eyes, how he had acquired such an elevating position. My room was a very small one and the maid was deftly arranging rugs over holes in the floor. She came up and with a simple twise of her wrist, removed my hat, coat, and rubbers, to say nothing of my breath. I recognized her at once as Maree Cobb, another of my school mates. That evening, being tired of watching the rats and mice play tag in my room, I decided to go to the opera. I heard that a famous singer was to be there. I was seated in my box, quietly munching a ham sandwich, when the curtain rolled back, and there, amid the dazzling lights, enrobed in spangles, ruffles and jewels, stood the greatest singer in the world. She sang in a wild, shrill voice, that old song of “I Didn’t Raise My Dog to Be a Sausage.” When she had finished she gazed out over the crowd. Her eyes alighted on me and appeared to be glued. Then to my great astonishment and surprise I recognized my old chum and schoolmate, Peggy Boyd. The next day I was seated in the lobby of the hotel, looking at nothing in particular, when a man appeared on the threshold. He was so different from the others at the hotel that I had to gaze at him. He was clothed in a suit of brilliant blue, a large diamond tie pin protruded from his shirt front, his dainty feet were encased in shoes that outshone the sun. One could tell at a glance that he was a great personage in that part of the country. He walked boldly over and hung his cap on the only nail in the room. As soon as that cap came off I knew that I had found another of that band of happy Seniors. Only one boy could have hair like that, such a beautiful pinkish red, and that boy was Earl Tankersley. Of course I felt greatly honored to shake hands with the rich oil “maggot”. He seemed greatly agitated about something and upon inquiring the cause he told me that someone had broken into his house