Ashtabula High School - Dart Yearbook (Ashtabula, OH)

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24 THE DART “Leroy Arvidson! Isn’t that picture funny, Dell? You know at the time it was taken we all predicted him to become a movie star, but he s far from it. Lee is now teaching Domestic Science at A. H. S. Oh, I saw Leslie Beckwith just the other day. He is an expert accountant and was auditing the books of the Gas Co., which is now managed by Mildred Sheldon.” “Oh, say, while I was in New York City, I went to the Metropolitan Opera House, and what do you suppose I heard and saw? A musical review composed by James Breen e, with Clifford Smith singing the part of the leading lady!” “Here is shy, modest, Vera Brooks, she is now the court stenographer. You of course know that Gertrude Stimpson is the Judge.” “And here’s Andrew Burnham! I know this will surprise you. You see, I’ve been in a great many of the larger cities lately. Now listen closely; Andy and Luther Hollister are conducting a very prosperous beauty parlor in Sheffield.” “Speaking about beauty parlors reminds me, Edwin Palmer or rather ‘Red’ has invented a solution of red pepper, baking powder, jamaica ginger, nitro-glycerine and ammonia, which he guarantees to make any one’s hair the exact shade of red as his. As an inducement to buy this solution he offers with every bottle a perfectly beautiful football. Harold Trautman and Russel Wagner are two of his best traveling salesmen.” “Your mentioning inventions, Till, reminds me of Homer Blakeslee. He invented a perpetual motion potato masher and now just like everyone else who has discovered something before anyone else, he is being photo- graphed and painted and statued and busted.” “What has become of Dorothy Burch, Dell?” “Why, she and Kathryn Seymour ; are prosperous detectives in Trumbull, and right across the hall from j their office are two marvelous lawyers, and they are Clara Dalin and Hattie Leslie.” “Just you wait a minute, I have something that I am sure will interest you.” I went into the filing room and pulled down the big file which contains the April and May issues of the “Prevaricator.” We were soon engrossed with the contents of these issues. Among the various items which I pointed out to Della was “Speaker of the House. Mary Louise Fawcett admits that she | will Recognize Only the Good-looking Male Representatives.” About two columns away from this was an item which said, “Representative Marion Mills has been Recognized by the Speaker. He has introduced a bill which will prohibit high school children from attending school more than ten hours a day. Mr. Mills firmly believes that the twelve hour system that we now have is a serious handicap to the mental development of modern youth.” We turned to another issue and on the first page was a notice saying that “Aviatrix Annette Hogan was arrested for exceeding the speed limit. She pleaded ‘not guilty’ and was released on $1000.00 bail, which was provided by Mr. Gordon Burweii. President of the First National Bank of Ashtabula.” We were now looking at the April 10th issue. The Headline read. “Plans for the Center Street Subway Completed,” and the article further

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THE DART 23 Class Prophecy TILME MOHILEWSKY I had just finished censoring the last item handed in by my chief reporter, Marie White. For the forty-’leventh time that day I had marked the top of the news items “May 26” but not until this last item was marked did it occur to me that the 26th was some sort of an anniversary, wedding, birthday, holiday—something that I should remember—Oh ! how stupid of me! Why of course, it is just fifteen years ago today tha: the class of ’21 graduated from A. H. S. “Here I am fifteen years after my graduation, nothing more or less than the Editor of the “Ashtabula Evening Prevaricator.” I was thus meditating and was about to call in Marie for a chat about our old high school days when— “Bang! Bang! Bang!” was executed upon my door. “My gracious goodness,” I thought, “must be a giant and he’s awfully mad,” but I very cordially said, “come in!” And in she came, “Too bad a person can’t have an ad in your punk old paper without getting it all muddled up—” Now it was my turn to fly off the handle, “See here. Miss, I want you to understand that the ‘Prevaricator is not a punk old paper and furthermore—” and here I stopped and stared. “W-w-why, Dell, how on earth did you get here?” for there as sure as preachin’ stood Della Louis laughing at me. “Well, Till,” she explained, “of course you know that I am a traveling advertising agent. I was called here to make an ‘ad’ for a big fire sale that the Fire Department is going to run. I happened to think that today is the fifteenth year or our commencement anniversary, so thought I would surprise you, and what I realiy want, is a good old time gossipy chat about our classmates.” “Surprise me, well I guess you did, you dear! I was just wishing I had someone to talk to. I was about to call in Marie White (she’s chief reporter on my staff) but I knew she’d be busy. Say, I’ve got my ‘Annual’ some place around here. That will help us to remember all of the ‘kids.’ “Do get it out and let us begin at the beginning. I am sure that through my travels and your newspaper work we can place the where-abouts and work of every member of our class.” I rummaged around in the top drawer of my desk and at last resurrected the “1921 Annual.” The first picture we turned to was of Marion Anderson. . “Have you heard from Marion lately, Dell?” I inquired of her. “Heard from her, well I guess I have! The last time was when I passed Public Square, in Cleveland, She was on one soap box yelling, “the only place for the husband is in the home!” While she was catching her breath, Amelia Crockett, on another advertisement for “Ivory” proclaimed, “the total prohibition of cruelty to poodle dogs.”

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THE DART 25 stated that “Contractors Eleanor Morey and Hildur Olson intend to leave the entire supervision of the construction in the hands of Marjorie Shaughnessy. The Work will commence April 13.” We turned the page and beheld a picture. I covered the name beneath it and told Della to identify the likeness. This is what she saw: a woman whose hair is straight and combed straight back. She wore tortoise shell rimmed glasses (now out of style for the last 12 years) and a waist with a high collar and long sleeves. In her hand she held a net, such as children catch minnows with. Delia made several attempts to guess but failed. That woman in the picture is no one else but Vera Emmons the great Bug-ologist. On the “Sporting Page” of the May first issue is an article by Coach Hazel Durey, announcing the line-up for next fall’s “Great League Football Squad.” Among its members are Margaret Clarke, Rose Ethel Dooley, Alice Erickson and Beth Rowiey. We again resumed our review oi tne “Dart.” “My, I never realized there were so many in our class. Here’s Anson Caloway. It was just the other day, Tillie, that I made out an ad for Anson. He’s conducting a matrimonial agency in Plymouth. 1 made an ad for Helen St. John, too, she’s teaching elocution by mail. Her office is in New Lyme.” “Della, do you know that Duane Harmon is teaching Greek at Junior High?” “No, but did you know that John Gran and Leo Kane are directors of a beautiful girls’ seminary? They admit girls who are of the ages from 16 to 20 only.” “How interesting! Let me see, it seems as tho’ there are some others who have taken up the teaching profession. Oh, yes! There are Barbara Mosier and Lillian Holmes. The giris are conducting the dancing classes in Mabel Eddy’s Dancing Academy. Helen Grosart and Ruth Day are Superintendent and Principal respectively of the Dorset High School. Forest Crandall is an ardent student of Browning and is teaching English In his old home town. Oh! I nearly forgot Leslie Broughton is the kindergarten teacher in the city schools. “Poor Venus! She fell in love with a count and Mary Craig married him. And now, Venus Dexter, of all people is a nun at St. Mary’s convent.” “Tillie, I was never so surprised in all of my life as I was to find Harry Carlton, Chief of Police in Ashtabula! And by-the-way whatever became of Max Dowell? and of Clifton Dunn?” “Max is right here, as society editor on the ‘Prevaricotor.’ Clifton has an egg factory. He has a method of producing eggs from egg plants.” “I received a letter from Almeda Eastman the other day. She is Ambassador to France. She says that Doris Shields has joined her and will act as her secretary. “Oh, what a picture! Why that's Merle Eddy!” we both exclaimed. “I always knew Merle would be famous,” Della continued, “and he is. He is noted all over the country as being a model husband. He stays at home and takes care of the kiddies while wifey works in the steel mill.” “Nellie Farrow is a mighty busy lady. She is truant officer.” Della didn’t seem a bit surprised at this but said “I always knew Nellie would do something desperate.” The next picture was of Henrietta