Walnut Hills High School - Remembrancer Yearbook (Cincinnati, OH)

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head-steward 0n the ship, and that Jim Bryan was head-stoker. Jim was a husky youth in his day, and he hasnt changed. HUpon my arrival in London, after discharg- ing my immediate business obligations, Iran out to Buckingham Palace to see Charlie Boneau, who is acting as King Georgels valet. He told me that Charlie Monroe was cartooning for tLondon Punch' and that Catherine Coldewey was conducting a dancing academy down on Trafalgar Square? ttSay, Skygack, old scow, whatts lFatherl Fry doingf , interrupted the third member. ttGee! Fatherls changed awfully. Hets a minister out in Rising Sun, Indiana. At this juncture the third member of our Triumvirate collapsed, but he soon revived. llBut that isnlt the worst change that has taken place? resumed Skygack. Therets Champion Rowe down South on an onion farm, Matz running a hotel in Leadville, Colorado, Doggett in a pickle factory, Dorothy Cone, pianist at Bottls, Dave Rice on a coffee planta- tion, Tennenbaum working in the Dinery Res- taurant, Fallis Rees boxing instructor at the Cincinnati Gym, Doris Suttles in vaudeville, andriwhat do you think?isimpkinson is in the movies! We all gasped, and wondered what was com- ing next. ttSinkl, in the movies! Impossible! But Skygack's reminiscent mood was aroused and he talked an entirely unmindful of our presence. HAfter I left London I went over to Paris and dropped in to see Elizabeth McComas in her studio on the Rue de la Paix. We talked over old times and much to my surprise I learned that Lew Roth was selling opera glasses in Hammersteink opera house, that Schur was running a cabaret back in old Cincy, and that Katharine Monroe had a lace shop near the Seine. ttBut speaking of old Cincy makes me think of tDougt Cleveland, who has a small garage on Central Avenue. N0, hes not married; he was too bashful, I suppose. Shrieks of laughter rent the atmosphere at this. supposition 0f bashfulness, but Skygack talked on: ttTull and Rankin own a wheat farm in Mani- toba, and William Furber Smith is a tinsmith at Washington Court House, Ohio. Jack Roth is running a tugboat up at Chicago and his old friend Marion Carr is following much the same profession, being pilot of the Island Queen. I stopped in at Steidleis shoe shining parlor not long ago and ran across Fred Bitler, who invited me to come up to his tea shop. I said I didnt mind if I did. So we started out, but I got so hungry 0n the way that I had to stop at Ben Pushirfs peanut roaster and buy some of the goobers. We met Bill Foote a little farther on and after offering him some of the peanuts we learned that he was chief executioner at the Abattoir. I asked him what had become of Roy Geis and Bill told me that he was travel- ing for the Rappaport Bubble Pipe Company. Bitler bought a paper and we all started with amazement when he read the headlines an-

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F'HEIF'HEEY HE conversation had died down somewhat, and after several desultory rallies it ceased altogether. The third member of the Trium- virate, at the end of a prolonged yawn, mur- mured dreamily: I wonder where the bunch will be fifteen years from now? ttWhat particular bunch do you mean? the second member asked, with reviving interest. ttWhy, our A Grade bunch, of course, re- plied the first member. Well, you can find out without any trouble if you can get hold of our friend Skygack, from Mars. You know Mars is like this planet of ours, only fifteen years in advance of us. This from the third member. ttThats a good scheme. I'll call him up on the wireless telephone and see if he cant man- LI age to run down and see us this evening. Skygack was able to come, and he arrived a little after nine dciock, descending on Heinie Zepplin's airship. We greeted him cordially, and after the formalities were over Skygack began: ttFunny thing happened last week. I was in New York and was invited by Lillian Meeds and her husband theis a big gun on Wall Street, you know to spend the week end with them, and I never had a better time in my life. Believe me, shefs some cook. I can taste her waffles yet. Well, I sailed Sunday night for London, and who should I meet on the steamer but your old class president, Horton Stanley. He was bound on a diplomatic mission to Palestine. We went in to dinner together and learned from one of the waiters that Ernie Malter was

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nouncing that Mason and Lane would open a shooting-gallery on the fifteenth of March. At the Tea Shop we sat down at a table across from Myrtle Helmers and Jean Heyl. Bitler told me that Myrtle was with the Hill- top Laundry and Jean at Putnam's Soda Foun- tain on Walnut Street. He also said that Mary Phillips and Cecille Stark were frequent callers at the Tea Shop, Mary being a stenographer at the Early 82 Daniels Grain Company and Ce- cille cashier at The Peerless? Say, What about Margaret Streit? Is she still living? questioned the second member. uWell, I should say she is, responded Sky- gack. ttShets living in hopes of getting thin, and Helen Robinson is still using Sarah Peerls Patent Medicine, How to Grow Tall in Twenty- Four Hours.' Do you three remember flirta- tious Ernestine Dunphey? Well, shes a mis- sionary in India and corresponding With her old friend Jane Griffith, who is in South America, collecting Bird-of-Paradise feathers for Mar- garet Graves' millinery shop. Jane has Allene Rosskopf acting as her interpreter of Spanish. HI received a letter last month from Nancy Bridgeford, the famous novelist, who wrote that Pauline Fisher has become enormously wealthy raising chickens at College Hill, Ohio, and that Aline Cantelon has a palatial Mansion for Homeless Cats and Dogs. Nancy also wrote that while Jeanette Campbell, an under- study for Mary Pickford, was in New York, she met Elsie Clawson exhibiting her famous col- lection of Indian Blankets, and that while there, she tJeanettel saw Edna Douglas and Frances 13 Evans sail for Africa to collect wild animals for the Zoological Gardens. HBy the way, Herb Winans stopped me one day On lower Broadway, New York, and wanted me to try his Reversible Bed-springsf on the installment plan. I asked him if any of his high-school classmates were in Chicago, be- sides Jack Roth, and he said that on Michigan Avenue he met Ruth Donnelly, who is acting as a model at Marshal Fields, and that in the course of the conversation Ruth advised him to go over to Mildred Crimls and have his for- tune told. He did so and while he was there Mary McDonald, Assistant Chief of Police, came in on an inspection tour? HBut aren't any of the girls married except Miss MeedsTt we of the Triumvirate asked in chorus. ttWhy, sure! Helen Cutaiar is in the midst of her third venture, and Bernice McDonald is a blase widow, Myra Freudenberger married a diamond cutter in Rotterdam, and Dorothy Gally and her husband are running a Matri- monial Bureau at Kings Mills, Ohio. They have arranged marriages for Naomi Lang and Ariel Chambers in accordance with Miss Wheel- erls Book of Etiquette. Sky, old fellow, interposed the first mem- ber cautiously, lets go out and get some eats. And if its all the same to you, well do the eat- ing while you continue your yarn. I'm agreed-I'm not very hungry anyhow, Skygack answered vaguely, as the four of us adjourned to the dining-room.