Angola High School - Key Yearbook (Angola, IN)

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SENIOR CLASS POEM How swift is time! In vain I think The past four years have been a dream. Four years as one; thoughts, link by link From “Memory’s Chain,’’ a mystic gleam Before us shines on life's wide brink— But these are only things that seem. Our boat is waiting by the shore. ith backward glance, we furl the sails; With faltering grasp we take the oars Firmly now lest courage fails, As oft it seemed it would before. We strive to face the fiercest gale. When the end draws near, and trials are more, Our pilot may despair. We know these waves were beast before, So we the same may dare; And brave the billows, all efforts due, W ith cherished ideals full in view. Boll on swift time; may you bestow On those we leave behind, Oood luck. Success, rich gifts, also True friends, in whom they’ll find Contentment, hope, and jov divine.

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= ANNTAL=' = 17 ♦ rying two books under liis arm; oik was “IIow to Grow Old Gracefully,” by Helen Storey, and the other, “The Art of Staying Thin,” by Mildred Sellers. The setting of the picture changed. Theodore Wood came galloping into the scene on his horse, followed by liis wife, who was our one time class-mate, Vivienne Shuman. They were closely followed by Lay re nee Emerson and his bride, who was formerly Vellie Hunt. It seemed they were spending their honeymoon with their old friends. The scene followed them to a carnival. Entering the grounds the first thing that caught their attention was a large sign on which was printed; See Russell Jackson—heavy weight champion of the world. Walking on Lawrence exclaimed, “Why, there’s Hal Cramer; I'd know him in a million. “Hey! Cramer, what are you doing here?” “Well. I'll be---if it isn't Dug,” said Hal. Of course they made the most of this opportunity by talking of each other and also of their old friends. Ilal had .just returned from a visit to Indiana. While in Metz he had been entertained at the home of the mayor Laurence Wheaton, who had lately married the business woman of the A. II. S., Aileen Taylor. The ceremony was performed by the Rev. Carl Mast, a noted evangelist. Hal had also visited the “Swift” Hospital, of Summit, Indiana, where Wayne Swift and Roy Shoup were the surgeons. The scene of the carnival vanished and in its place came the Angola Fair Grounds. As I glanced over the crowd in the grand stand 1 heard Ralph Anspaugh yelling at the top of his voice, “lee cream cones, 5 cents. Then I noticed two people enter the stand who looked strangely familiar. When 1 heard someone say, “There comes Mr. and Mrs. Morley, I remembered Lueile Elliott, who had won so many laurels in A. II. S„ and Bayne, who had always been so prejudiced against the gymnasium. My attention was now attracted to a stage before the stand. There were Marvin Allion and Adah Mc-Dormand, doing acrobatic stunts! In the Exhibit Hall was a booth very prettily decorated in orange and white. I was surprised to see Ruth Burns, crossed entirely in white, demonstrating the famous “Burns’ Freckle Cream. 'i'llis scene gradually faded. On the race track at Indianapolis there appeared an automobile race. On inquiry 1 found that Ralph Williamson was driving one of the new “Iloagland Super Twelve” racers. Wayne Adams was the mechanic. 1 also noticed Freida Burkhalter Maxton and Martha Anspaugh, her maid, as they left the grand stand. I asked my little old friend beside me, if he knew anything about the rest of my old classmates, and immediately the whirlpool brought forth another view. Hugh Harmon was waiting for a train in a railroad station in Fort Wayne. He picked up the “Youth’s Companion” and the “Fort Wayne Journal-Gazette” and started to read. 1 was amazed when I saw at the top of the “Youth’s Companion.” Editor—Eloise Willis. I also learned from Myrtle Frazier, the ticket agent, that Eloise had bobbed her hair. As Hugh then took up the “Gn ,tte, I noticed on the Woman's Rage these words: “Letters to Lovers and Others” by Allee Miller. She had remained unmarried all these years so of course she knew a great deal about lovers. When ! asked about Hugh, 1 learned that he was on his way to Purdue University since he had lately acquired the position of athletic director there. Wauneta Doudt suddenly entered the station and purchased a ticket. I ' as curious to know what Wauneta had been doing since graduation, so 1 went over and talked to her. She told me she was starting for Ft. Sumner, New Mexico, where she had been called to coach the play, “Fifty-Fifty.” I walked outside with her for the train was almost ready to leave. Horrors of horrors! There was Lilly Wyatt in her uniform—a conductor! Will 1 ever get over all these surprises, I thought. Then I gave a start, for as I opened my eyes I again saw the trees and the big rock on which I had sat down to rest. Then it was all a dream! BERXEICE CRAVENS RATLINE RANSBTRG

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LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT We, the Seniors of Angola High School, being all of fairly sound mind, do wish before ending our bright careers in High School, to make and publish this, our last will and testament to rightfully dispose of all property. We bequeath to our beloved Juniors all the privileges, deeds of charity, and partiality shown us on the part of the Faculty, that we as Seniors have enjoyed for the past year; also the large, honorable title of Seniors; the clock which has an uncanny way of gaining time during the noon period when it is left alone with tin freshmen. Also do we dedicate to the Juniors the Senior Assembly.” At the departure of said Juniors, the real estate aforesaid, we give to our dear Sophomore class on condition that each member thereof graduate with high honors. If, however, any of said Sophs should fail to receive a diploma because of extraordinary grades, then their share of said property is thereby turned over to our darling protege, the Freshmen Class. To Mr. Estrich, we leave the high office of Bug Examiner for the Freshmen, and Puzzle and Formula Solver for the Seniors. To Mr. Keep, we do bequeath all the compasses, rulers, protractors, and all Math books found lying on the radiators in the Assembly room. To Mr. Miles, we will all the recent popular song hits, such as Wabash Blues and 1 Ain't Nobody’s Darlin’ so that Love's Old Sweet Song might have a rest during the chapel period next year. To Mr. Gonser we leave all stock and poultry belonging to the Senior class, provided he does not allow the agriculture class to experiment upon them. To Mr. Phillips we do bequeath all histories, basket balls, base balls, etc., that the Seniors leave, and we wish him much success in his future work. To Miss Powell, we leave the right to all dates which are not mentioned among those in Literature. To Miss Love, we give all note books, ponies, etc., which originated with the Seniors. To Miss Shewmaker, we leave all bookkeeping and commercial arithmetic lules and laws which were long ago rejected by the coming business men and editors. To .Miss Parsell, we leave the right to cut out and preserve all works of ,-.rt she might find on the covers or pages of the discarded Senior texts. To Miss Pugh, we bequeath the privilege of taking all pins, tape measures, needles, etc., she might have use for in her classes of the future. To Miss West, we leave all grease paint, powder and lip sticks, or in short, all our cosmetics; provided she reform and use same only for stage make ups. To Mr. Allman, under whose loving care and thoughtful advice we have jived for the past four years, and who, we know, deserves to be remembered in our will, we leave our best regards. I. Mildred Baker, do bequeath my short dresses and pencil stubs to Edna McKim, provided she lengthens both. |, Alice Miller, do will my dancing shoes, as well as my hearty laugh, to Dorothy Long, provided she wear out neither.