Arkansas City High School - Mirror Yearbook (Arkansas City, KS)

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CLASS HISTORY On St. Valentines day we inet at the home of Lena Pittenger. There we ex- perienced one of the best times in our whole High School life. Then we did some- thing never tried before by a High School class. We planned a ride to Ceuda Springs. We went and woke the town up for once. Our reception given to the S1n1or class was truly something to be proud of lt was held in the lfifth Avenue ball roogn. The hall was decorated in the colors oi' both the Senior and Junior classes. The following will show in substance the eve-- ning's program : Fifth Avenue Hotel April 25th, 1914 Dinner 8:30 O'clock. Alice Blair, President of the Seniors. I . A. Schmidt, Athletic Coach. Prof. J. F. Bender, Superintendent. Prof. J. G. Gilliland, Principal. Toastmaster - - - Leroy Peek MacAllister's Crchestra Miss Hodge - - - Vocal Solo Violin Obligato by Miss Gist Miss Boylan - - Whistling Solo Orchestra ' Louise Morgan - - Piano Solo Miss Warmbrodt - - Reading F. A. Schmidt - - - Vocal Solo Eghty-seven Present MENU Consomme eu Tasse Paupieties of Halibut Hollandaise Sauce Sliced Tomatoes. Roast Philadelphia Capon Stuffed Giblet Sauce New Potatoes in Cream Golden Wax Beans Salad of Fruit Wafers Strawberry Ice Cream Assorted Cake ' Cheese Wafers ' Cafe Noir It was said by those who had been pres- ent at several receptions that the decora- tions and all surpassed any of the former functions. It was declared by all to be a great success and we deserved it because we put in many days of hard work upon it. We now come to the last year of our school career. Our numbers have de- creased down to thirty-three with a rec- ord of about one hundred and eight in the beginning. But those who have perse- vc red will never regret their course and our only regret now is that we do not have a few more years of happy school life. But this is not in the chronicles of our history and so we will now relate the last act of our drama of High School life, vqhich is but the prelude to the great play of life. ' For our Senior President we decided upon Harry Thompson. This year has been spent for the most part in hard study for a Senior is only commencing to find that he knows very little and that his chances for graduation are very small. We have held a few parties to the motion picture shows. The great event of the year was a kid party held at Christmas time. We all came dressed as little chil- dren. Harry Thompson played the part of Santa and gave each of us a small present. This closes the history of the Class of Nineteen Hundred and Fifteen. Perhaps none of us will ever be famous but we hope that the High School will remember us. Even if it forgets us we will always remember it for there we have spent four of the happiest years of our life and we fondly hope that our dealings with the outside world will be as pleasant as those of our High School life. Some will go on to halls of higher learning while others will enter the world, but each will keep a place in his memory for Our Dear Old High. 24

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CLASS HISTORY WISE AND OTHERWISE The High School of Arkansas City first realized our presence on a September Mom in the year of 1911. When we came they did not think that we were an unusual class except for our size. This was exceptionally large for Fresh- men year but the way has been long and the cleserters many. For our President in the first year we chose Don Wright. He was a leader of unusual characteristics and under him we had some very good times. Our first venture was fraught with dire conse- quences. The Sophomores, our tradition- al enemies, held a party at the home of Pauline Mumaw, north of town. Our huskies went thither to muss them up a bit and we succeeded but we got a lit- tle of it ourselves. Next we agreed to have a long moonlight ride to the Mc- Adam residence some 'miles south of town. The party left town about dark. We were followed by the Sophs., who were glad to get a chance to retaliate. About the time for refreshments we were suddenly sur- prised and for a few moments the lawn resembled the pass of Thermopalae. Per- haps we may have been victorious but peace was declared and we generously gave them some of our eats. One morning soon after this as we were going to school we found the Senior colors placed upon the school building. We were young and inexperienced in such matters but followed the lead of the older classes. This was the occasion of much excite- ment which finally ended with the doors of school being closed against us. That afternoon, before our conscience began to hurt us we enjoyed a picnic at the Natural Bridge. The next morning we all came back with our fathers or mothers who promised our future good behaviour. The next occasion for festivities was a party at the home of Mildred Popplewell. 23 At this party we were again molested by the upper classmen but not seriously. We had commenced to realize by this time that they were only trifles in the school life as compared with the class of Nine- teen Hundred and Fifteen. But peace was declared and at the close of the school year we all had a large union picnic at Green's Farm. Thus closed one of the best years of our whole school life. The Sophomore class was not so much adictded to merrymaking. We had com- menced to see the seriousness of our po- sition and we saw the need of study. For our President we chose Joe Fenton. The second year of school was unusually quiet. It is the popular opinion that the Sopho- more class is the most big-headed but we did not seem to be this way. But even if we did not have very many fights we did not cease in our good times. Early in the year we decided to have a party at the home of Irma Sims. As she lived east of town we combined a hay-rack ride with the party. It may be well tu note here that upon these rides was the time when we developed our extraordin- ary vocal powers, and the class is noted for its singing talent. Before the year closed we held a line party at the movies and a long moon- light ride to the 140 Foot Hill. This hill appeared to be our favorite for we journ- eyed to its lofty eminence many times after this. In our Junior year we elected Leroy Peek for our President. He was our first presidential dark horse as he was chos en by the women's vote and their majoi- ity was unrealized until this time. It i.- not the place in this chronicle to relat. our illustrious deeds and our fame s.. we will leave that to you as granted. So it devolves upon us to tell you only of ouq adventures in the world of joy making.

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CLASS PROPHECY May 1, 1930. Of what particular inter- est is this date to me? Why should it mean more to me, than any other of the three hundred and sixty-five days of the year? These were the qutstions I asked myself as I gazed at the calendar in loe- wilderment. Iiike a flash those qticstions were answered. Fiftean years ago the Class of 1915 of the A. C. H. S. were en- joying themselves at one ol' the many pai'- iies given by that class. It was on this night that those present unanimously: agreed upon a proposition suggested by Harry Thompson, president of the class. How well I remember the manner and the exact words used by my old schoolrnate in putting his propositon be-fore us. He ludicrously stepped to the center of the room and said: Listen a minute, guys. Ihave something else up my sleeve be- sides 1ny 'mighty arm that I want to tell you about. Fifteen years from tonight the members of this class will meet to- gether at the home of that member of the class who first succeeds in receiving the death wound of Cupid's arrow and this member must send announcements of his death to every other member of this class. Cupid wishing to make a sure shot aimed his deadly arrow at the broad breast of Louis Morgan who is now a fa- mous surgeon residing at 1915 Orchard avenue, Los Angeles, California. Will all of them be there? Will they be glad to see this little bald-headed bach- elor? These were the questions that passed through my 'mind as I sped away from San Diego toward Los Angeles in my 1930 model Hupmobile. Upon arriv- ing at my destination I alighted from my car and walked to the door of a magnifi- cent California bungalow. Upon ringing the bell I was heartily received by my old chum Morgan who grasped me by the hand and fairly shouted Hello, 'F' old boy! Ile then conducted me into an ele- 25 gautlv furnished room in which there was a very large table richly spread and encircled by many handsome men and women. Dr. Morgan told me that some of the members of the class were unable to be present but had sent their regrets and told of their respective achievements. Following the dinner, which was well seasoned with Don't you remembers, the guests informally as in years gone by gathered in the drawing room and of course Tommy, our former manager, took charge of us for the second time. I am sure, said Tommy that we are all very sorry that it is impossible for every mem- ber of the class of '15 to be with us to- night but nevertheless we have received word from the stray ones and we will now learn what has become of them. He then held up a newspaper that contained as much information as the world's al- manac and as much news as the Kansas City and Denver Post combined. This, said Tommy, is the last edi- tion of th Arkansas City Daily News, now editef? by Elmo Berroth, showing the permanent effect of that Senior year of Journalism. Next was a letter from Brainard Tay- lor which read as followsi I am very sorry that I cannot be with you but I am conducting a, series of evangelistic meet- ings at Hackney and it is therefore an utter impossibility for me to be with you. I was not at all surprised to hear of Taylor's outcome because I always knew he had that mighty voice for some great mission. The following information was obtain- ed from the other letters: Ruth Burnett-Florence N ightengale II. Laurence Chaplin-Seal fisherman in Behring Sea. 'Joe McCarty---President of the A. C. Ice Co.