Ada High School - We Yearbook (Ada, OH)

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1 ADA inch SCHOOL TRAGEDY Charlotte was a fresh-faced country lass. The rouge from the corner drug store was yet fresh on her lips and cheeks. The breeze that kissed her chiffon-clad ankles was as fresh as the wind in the corn field back home. She was a freshman in Mount Union College in a still larger city of Alliance, situated midway between the corn and gravy belts. Her pansy eyes, fanned by their inky black lashes, bespoke the very innocence of her soul. Charlotte was about five blocks from the dormitory. To be excruciatingly definite, she was about to cross the square at Jackson and Madison, when a large automobile drove up, think it was a Rolls-Royce, or maybe it was a Pierce-Arrow-je ne sais pas -but the policeman thought it was a Marmon. The car stopped. A handsome youth alighted. Oh! said the fresh-faced Char- lotte, Ig must be Galahad himself. fDeceived by the knightly shave and the lengthy hair cut. The policeman wearing his usual facial expression, similar to that of the A. H. S. Bulldog, but with a somewhat kinder look in his eyes fthe bulldog, I meanj, took the number of the car as it sped away in the dusk or the dust. Frantically, he tore up the street, and now issuing from a nearby doorway, there came a frantic reporter in hopes of securing a story. He attached himself to the policeman and together they sped up the avenue. After running for four blocks, they breathlessly rounded the square on which the Freshman dormitory stood. Behold! They ran no more-for at the entrance to the dorm they saw the youth bidding adieu to the fair Charlotte. Where is my story? said the reporter with tears gushing down both cheeks. The policeman, who was good at heart, sank to the pavement. He spoke: He said,- he said, that he was going to take her home. And my God, he did! groaned the reporter. -Eleanore Freeman '27 DID YOU KNOW ? ? That C. C. C. stands for Carey Curtis Crawford? That Orrin Rastus Findley used to play basketball? That Miss Crawford once went to the trouble to speak to a young man in the window of the Leader Store in Lima? fNo wonder she goes to Lima so oftenj. That Mattice has a girl in Toledo or at least if he doesn't have one, he seems to enjoy himself in the big town. Where's Irick's girl? All right now? He knows. We Wander what Miss Bossert's pin which she wears so faithfully means? That Miss Snyder has been riding to school lately in a rather nice appearing -7 roadster . iil That the M. 8a R. Co. stands for McElwain Kr Routson Poultry Company? That Miss Gratz has a friend in Kentucky and that she went to see her a week F end not so long ago. is Q That Miss Barnes owns the Ford you see her driving once in a while? 23? That Mrs. Mowen drives like greased lightning when she starts wheel' d th N road? fDon't tell the copsj. mg Own e ' I' H - F 2 ' Q -,, , 'le ff -... Fra vc' , l -M. !, - Y , Y A ill E141

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Q 1 . f if D E n-X12 , 1 v N.. ,- ig, ADA HIGH SCHOOL POETICAL ATTEMPTS A Song When you and I were Freshmen free, 'Twas in the year of 19235 Our superintendent great was he, You see his name was C. C. C. Next year it went from bad to worse, The Sophies heart night onto burstg They shoved on us a man named Finn, We learned Biol'gy under him. Next year it went from worse to bad, We lost what little brains we hadg With Irick, Gratz and all the rest We thought we had the very best. This year they thought they had a clue, Gave us a Socialist through and through, He sure believed in women's rights. So he walked the floor both day and night Our janitor is very good, We have no heat whene'er we shouldg For Lookie here, says he to me, I belong to the Faculty. Kind friends, right now our song's most done We hope we have offended noneg But when you call on us to sing, I guess We'll sing most anything. Kind friends, our song's right now complete We really think you've had a treat, Please understand we had to sing, So we just sang most anything. -J. J. Jlngleheimer Reveries c-E-a Bulldog DEDICATED TO THE A. H. S. BULLDOG Oh me, Oh my, I'm proud of me For picking out A. H. S. to be My home for now and eternity. I've done first rate for my first year, In making others shed a tear, For victories they've lost to us here. My voca1izing's spoken of often, Indeed I stood up well against Bluffton, I growled till they all thought I was a tough one In muscular feats I'm also strong, And if some scores did go wrong Remember I ain't been here long. Why I ain't nothing but a youngster yet, Wait till I'm grown and don't forget What a reaction those other dogs'll get. I'm sure a high class bulldog too, With high ideals in all I do, So come along and all be true. -Class of 27 if N l J . A- L N iw- X ' - CQ. A O v ,- ,. . -, ' , If16l