Ashtabula High School - Dart Yearbook (Ashtabula, OH)

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lf SENIOR N U M B E R Class Prophecy ERNEST Al’NGER MR. ERNEST AL'NGER, Washington, I). C. Hotel Berlin, June 6, 1935. Berlin: You are invited to he present at a reunion of the class of 1915 of the Ashtabula High School, to he held at the White House, June 30, 1935. MURRAY COOK. President. Per RUTH DEWEY. Secretary. HAD BEEN reading a Herman comment upon the two great American cartoonists, Harold Lance and Harold Blakcslce, when the hotel interpreter, Charles Friedman, handed me the above wireless. Our party had been making a tour of the East under charge of Walter Willing, the experienced globe trotter, and we had just arrived in Berlin. The whole parly was greatly excited, as they had received similar communications. There were nine of us—ClilVord Rogers, (Ilenn (irimm, Henry Bassett, retired grocers; Irene and Ruth Wet more, whose hairdressing establishment had recently been purchased by Rowena North; Carl Rohishaw, Dean of Harvard College, and Edward Rose, Professor of Chemistry at the same institution; Mary Young and Pauline Johnson, who had come across the Atlantic to visit the school of music conducted by Rachel Stone and Nina Cook. We quickly packed up and started for the wharf. On the way we met Cordell Carleton. who, after serving as City Auditor of Ashtabula for some years, had come to Germany to study their methods; also Emmet Bixler. who was studying the German police system prior to his term as police judge of Cleveland, Ohio. We came to the store of Paul Smith, importer of American machinery, and went in to see him and his secretaries. Frances Sanders and Clara Bartholomew. The latter was very much elated, for her old friend Daisy Wood had just got an important hill passed in the English House of Commons. They, together with Carleton and Bixler, decided to return with us. We proceeded to the dock to take the glass Panog, invented by Irving Pah low, which would take us across the Atlantic in two days. Upon reaching the wharf, we met Leo Sage and Scott Earlywinc, who had been establishing the latest types of American greenhouses in the old country. We got aboard the Panog and met her captains, George Stimson and George Rice. We went to the staterooms to prepare for the passage over. We had been out of port only some twelve hours when a commotion arose. Upon reaching the deck, we found that an old-fashioned steamboat had hurst its boilers. They were able to get but one small boat over before the ship sank. We picked that up and found among the survivors some old schoolmates, Lcola Clark, Olive Wilkcrson, Margery Flack, Harold McIntyre and Mac Cook. Our trip proceeded without anything else of especial interest taking place, and soon we reached Sandy Hook. We passed Coney Island, which was enjoying unprecedented popularity, due to its most elficient management by Rryan Fisher and DeForest Holden. A few hours later we were on our way up town in a magnetic Huala which had been perfected by Duane Kennedy. We passed Robert Knowlton’s great chemical laboratories. Perry Cook's live and ten cent store, and Gene Crosby’s undertaking establishment. We found hv the bill hoards that the famous prima donna, Norene Large, and her accompanist, Rub Cowin, were in town and that Fred Thorpe's Majestic Stock Company, with Adelaide Zcile, Mabel Madden and Maurice Cook of old times were showing at the Metropolitan Theater. While passing through Central Park on the way to a hotel, we saw a great crowd around a speaker. We learned from Policeman Maurice Covert that it was the leader of the National Reform Party, Marjorie Mitchell, declaiming against the Tammany rule of New York’s political boss, Trcva Rohishaw. On the other side of the square the former Nancy Hub-hard was speaking in defence of Ross Rohishaw. We arrived at the hotel and met Eleanor Seymour, the modern Pavlowa, in the lobby. She was talking with Retli Wilkcrson and husband, who was President of the L. S. M. S. R. R. She told us of the marvelous singing of Jessie Baine and Laura Rockwell, traveling with Revivalist Henry Smith, who was following the principles of Billy Sunday. Among his latest converts were Barney McGarry and Fred Griggs. We went to our rooms, hut found no lights there. We reported this to the office secretary, Alfhild Johnson, who said she would have the manager see to it. Soon In came along the corridor grumbling that if we wouldn’t sleep without lights we could go somewhere else. Great was our surprise to find that it was Donald McDaniels. Next morning we got aboard one of Lindsey Rcn-nick’s latest passenger planes, driven by Gordon Hayford. This took ns high over Harold Williams

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SENIOR N U M B E R i: Class History TREVA ROBISHAW N THE simimil of Ml. Act mi the Goddess of History was diligently working. The Goddess, over-worked on account of the war in Europe, finally became so tired she fell asleep. The imp Curiosity coining along, wondering what the Goddess had been writing about, climbed up to see, and this is what she read: CLASS OF 191.1. ASHTABULA HIGH SCHOOL In Hill a great host of trembling Freshmen entered A. II. S. As was the usual custom, the teachers had considerable trouble directing their young charges to their proper places. This was difficult because this was the largest class that ever entered A. II. S. and because the class had to he divided among various rooms. In a few days, though, the Freshmen became accustomed to high school ways and lost their frightened look. Affairs went rather smoothly until examination time, then many dropped by the way-side. They organized literary societies and had very good programs—for Freshmen. Their one social event of the year was a sleigh ride. Although they were not permitted to go outside the city limits and had to he in at ! o’clock, yet it was a sleigh ride. As they entered the Sophomore year, their ranks were somewhat depleted. Some knew enough already, and some liked being Freshmen so well they decided to remain as such another year. Between Freshmen and Sophomores was a great step. This year they were permitted to organize. They elected Fred Thorpe president. They selected yellow and white for class colors, with the daisy as class flower. This year they were also permitted to have a Hallowe'en party. The C., P. A. carried them to the home of Zelma Glenn, where they thoroughly enjoyed the evening. They began their Junior year by electing Murray Cook president. The most notable feature of the year was the Junior-Senior reception (acknowledged to he the best ever), at which the good will of the Seniors was fully gained. On Hallowe’en, two hayrack loads of Juniors slowly traveled through the deep mud to Gamp Wah-peton. After eating apples and doughnuts and drinking cider they slowly returned as the night was half way through its course. Later in the year some of the Juniors went in a hob to the home of Murray Cook, where a very enjoyable evening was spent. Their Senior year has been a very eventful one. In the first place, they are by far the largest class that has ever been graduated from A. H. S. They are also the last class to have to be so crowded in the old high school. Fred Thorpe was again eleeted president. The boys organized a Junior Chamber of Commerce which met Friday noons in the Domestic Science Building. Of course, the girls could not be outdone by the boys so they organized the Clvtean Club. Meetings have been held every three weeks during the year. At Christmas time a parly and taffy-pull was held in the Domestic Science Building. Needless to say, all those present enjoyed a very-pleasant evening. At one meeting of the club the girls decided to have simplicity the keynote of their commencement. The idea of cutting down excessive expense was commended by the school board, faculty and the public in general. Before a packed house the Senior class presented The College Widow. This was well received and declared to be the best Senior play ever given. The class of ’L” celebrated Hallowe’en at the home of Olive and Beth Wilkcrson, where they were delightfully entertained. When the thermometer registered several degrees below zero, a bob load of Seniors rode forth to the home of Gretchen Hollister. There they were given a very hearty welcome. After playing many games and being served to an excellent oyster supper, they bade their hostess adieu. No one regretted having braved the cold weather. Besides these things throughout the four years’ course, the class has been well represented in athletics and debate. The class has also had a large number on the honor roll. It is the lirst class to have eleven above ninety for the four y ears’ course. The last event before commencement was the Junior-Senior Reception, where they were entertained in a splendid manner by the Juniors. They— Here the Goddess awoke and closed the book, much provoked at the impudence of Curiosity. Bockahye senior in the tree top. As long as you study the cradle will rock. But if you stop grinding the cradle will fall. And down will come senior, diploma and all. ☆ ☆ ☆ Cook — What did you get that bronze medal for? McGarry—“For singing.’’ Cook—“What did you gel the gold one for ?’’ McGarry—“For quitting. Laugh and tin world laughs with you. Laugh and you laugh alone— First when the joke is the teacher’s. Second, when the joke is your own.

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SENIOR N U M B E R 17 Class P r o p h ami Sheldon Mack's Agricultural School, and a few minutes later landed in Washington. We alighted next to the National Hospital conducted hv l)r. Howard Wright. Much of Ids great success was due to the help of his assistants, Xelnia (ilenn and Vesta Coup. That morning we attended a session of Congress and met Nelson Crowther and the former (iretehen Hollister. Senate was called to order by President Marion Robinson, and we heard several spirited speeches by Florence Rennet of Indiana and Anna Anderson of I'tah. Charles Nieminen, ex-(iov-ernor of Ohio, made a speech commending Congress for its act in abolishing the army and navy. That afternoon we took a trip around the capital city. Several limes we met Helen Cross and Charley Wright, who were distributing campaign literature for the National Reform Party’s candidate for ITesi- e c y C o n t i n u e cl dent, Shirley Peek. We went back to the hotel and there found l.ila Klein and Esther Cordon, who were working for the government's private detective. H. Pinkerton Collins. few hours later we were at the While House. At the door were Murray Cook, host, and Fred Thorpe, as president of the class, to receive us. We spent the time after the usual course of such events and it was in the small hours that we sat down to a sumptuous banquet. After having done justice to this, we heard speeches from various members of the class, and finally from Mr. H. R. Townsend, the honored guest of the evening, lie spoke of the interest with which he had followed the success of the class and expressed a wish for the continuance of its welfare. Everyone now rose in response to Murray Cook's toast to the class. Class Song Our high school days are o’er. All those joyous hours arc past; From their trials often sore We have emerged at last. For thee in years to come Each will his love express; And thy name and fame We will e’er maintain— Our class in A. II. S. The power that holds each heart Is a gem of worth untold, A bond that none can part. And as rare as any gold. When our high school days are past. And we strive to meet success. This link shall hind Whatever we lind And our class in A. II. S. Of the work done by our class We will not sound the praise; Rut until the very last We shall ever strive to raise. We’ve discovered that the trials Only come to bless. And that good or ill. We shall love it still— Our class in A. II. S. Though we feel a touch of sadness That our high school days are past. Yet the cloud is edged with gladness, In our memory they shall last. And we hope that Heaven may bless us, And lead us to success— And keep alive 1—9—1—a— Our class in A. II. S. —HAROI.I) RI.AKESI.EE----- To.