Athens Area High School - Athenian Yearbook (Athens, PA)

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THE ATHENIAN year we had a booth at the Senior Fair, which started us on our way financially. In January the same year we went on a sleigh load to Ulster, In the second year we went on a straw load to the home of our president, Sarah Grimley. This might better have been called A Mud March” or something similar, as the straw was almost a minus quantity and we walked most of the distance both ways. We started on the last day of February and got back on March 1, a little the worse for appearances but we had a lot of fun. The same year, as soon as we were in the new building we held an art exhibit in the gymnasium to get some pictures for our new room. The proceeds from this enabled us to buy five pictures. In our Junior Year we held a dance in June and held a Field Day, which helped swell our bank account. We also served the Rotary Club on Wednesdays at noon for a while. Before Commencement we entertained the Seniors. This year we will remember especially the time we were invited to the home of our class President, Stanley Bidlack, who entertained us in a way that we will never forget. We will also remember the driver's talk and the graceful dive made by Mary and Theodore from the sleigh into the snow just as we left Bidlack’s yard. This spring we carried out several plans by which to raise money. Bake sales, Class play and Field day were planned with this end in view. Several in the class have planned to go to Washington after school is out. Throughout the four years our class has worked together in a remarkable manner and we can realize the feeling of former classes as they left A. H. S., now that it is our turn. It is with great apprehension and regret that we face the breaking of bonds that have held us in the past. We hope that each one of us can help make history in the future and that our training here will help us. —Gertrude Park, ’21. ♦ A BET ‘‘Then it’s a go?” asked Jack. ‘‘Yes, that’s a go.” replied Sam. ‘‘All right! Here, Bill, you hold the money and don’t forget the details of the bet. Remember Sam has bet that he won’t lose his temper all day. You are to hold the money and keep an eye on him.” ‘‘I think I understand O. K. It’s going to be the biggest day of my life,” responded Bill. ‘‘Well, all I’ve got to say, ” chirped Harry Miffen, ‘‘is that anyone with the disjo-ition you’ve got is some specimen to make such a bet.” The quartet in question were breakfasting in Hotel Burk, Watendlle, New York, a town about the size of—well, we’ll say Sayre or Towanda. Sam McEachern was one of those roly-poly business men you always see in small towns. He was president of the Waterville bank. I say Sam had a temper. Now don’t think he was one of the kind who has such a temper that he is looked upon wit 1 disofust and avoided, for he was not. Everyone liked him and for-

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VOL XI. THE ATHENIAN NO. 3 CLASS OF 1921 On September 10, 1917 we felt rather awed at the fact that we were fifty-five strong. Our awe wore off when the other students began to take notice that we existed. I suppose we were just like all Freshman classes. Since then when looking at those who followed us we often wonder if we acted the way they do. That year we weren’t allowed to have any class organization, but we did have two Athenian Editors, Marjorie Ferguson and Max Mitchell. The next year with forty-five in the class and a little more class spirit, we elected as our officers Sarah Grimley, President; Joe Weil, Vice President; Louise MacMorran, Secretary; and Leslie Johnston, Treasurer. Our Athenian Editors were Ruth Campbell and Theodore Hedrick. Last year with a few less in number than before and some from other schools, forty-two in all, we elected Dan Hair, President; Ruth Campbell, Vice President; Beryl Bradshaw, Secretary; and Miss Hahn, Treasurer. Athenian Editors were Sarah Grimley and Max Mitch ell. This year our officers are Stanley Bidlack, President; Florence Smith, Vice President; Joe Bailer, Secretary; and Sarah Grimley, Treasurer. Our Athenian Editors are Mary Curtiss, Hilda Du Bois, and Joe Bailer, Managing Editor. We have always had me teaiheras a (less teacher. Our first year Miss Jenkins was our guardian angel and took a great deal of interest in the whole class. The next two years we had Mrs. Sprout (Miss Hahn), whose concern for our welfare helped over many difficulties. It was through her help that we were successful in our various undertakings. We appreciate the interest taken by Miss Harris who has taken her place. Mr. Yoder and Miss Curtiss, with their help and encouragement have helped us over many difficulties in our high school course. We will also remember the hours spent by Miss Tuthill and Mr. Witmer and the other teachers trying to make us acquire a little knowledge. As a class in A. H. S. we have tried to do our part whenever called upon. The girls belonged to the Girls Auxiliary and Athletic Association. We always helped at a time of any special need during the war. The boys belonged to their Athletic Association, Auxiliary and represent the class on the football, basketball and baseball teams, while the girls basketball team, made up of seniors won the County Championship this year. One year we were represented in the Oratorical Contest at Towanda. We have tried to keep up the standard of the school and in doing this we won the Alumni prize, for highest average throughout the year, in our Second and Junior year. It was the first time it had ever been won by any but the Senior class. We also have had good times along with our high school work. The first

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 THE ATHENIAN gave him for his peculiar disposition for he was over his fit of temper as soon as he had one. Harry Miffen, an interesting and funny fellow, believed in expressing, his thoughts openly and lived up to his belief. A very.good idea. He was a reporter on the town paper and his wit and plain speaking made his paper decidedly popular. Bill Dreever was Sam McEaehern’s private secretary. He was a cha you liked t have around, a jolly good gport and a good talker with plenty of wit. jack Pitt, a young, dark-haired, blue-eyed, good-looking chap, was a foreman in the steel njill of Waterville.. He had just finished reading a story.of a man who had a very bad temper, and when challenged not to lose his temper overcame it and became one of those s eet-natured heroes. Jack looked upon this tale as ‘a lot of rot’, and starred discussing it at the table. A heated argument ensued. Jack said that anyone bqrn with a temper could not conquer it thoroughly, but Sam McEachern dared to say he thought otherwise. “If you think it possible, why don't you try it?” asked Harry. “I’ll be}., you coulon’t keep your temper one hour,. lef. ,alone a whole c y, ’ said Jack. ' v.. “I’ll bet you five dollars I can,’’ anjsjv red Sam. And so came the bet. Bill and Harry were of Jack’s opinion, as they knew Sam’s disposition like a book. It was going to be sport for the e fellows..Harry thought it fit to put in the paper, p intepl in red ink. While they were; arguing one of. the waiters cin e powa the roc m .inward their table. ,,, ■ '1C . -1 . . i. ' “I’ll have bananas,’’ said Sam. “We have no bananofc suh.” “What, no bananas?’’ asked Sam. ' “No, suh.” “Got any grapes?” asked Jack. “No. suh.’’ “Well, gee w’hiz! have you got any oranges?” asked Harry in disgust. “Yas, suh, and dey sho’ am fine, too, suh.v In due time the waiter brought in the fruit. Eeciything went lovely until Bill got to going real fast and jabbed his spoon in bis orarge and. the juice squirted right across the table , directly into Sam s left eye. No one noticed it until Sam jerked his hand to his eye and yelled, “Ouch!” “Who the deuce - - ” “Go easy, go easy, remember that you just made a Let.’’ warned Jack. “Say .whoever did thfct needs a screen ;put up before him when he eats oranges or he’ll have someone drowned yet,” saidSfm cooling down sc mew hat. The breakfast was brought in and Parry asked for the syrup. By seme,unknown accident Harry’s fork was knocked off his plate upt n Sam e trousens leg leaving a large spot of syrup, behind as it fell to the .floor. “Luck sure is with me today,” said Sam determined net to cc me So near les-