Atlanta High School - Atalanta Yearbook (Atlanta, IL)

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1930 HE S1TALAJVTA 1930 SENIOR CLASS HISTORY It was a bright, September morn in 1926. The doors of the hangar were opened and a giant Stinson-Detroiter monoplane was rolled out into the field. It was the newly built A. C. H. S. 1930. There were about thirty passengers ready for the flight: Welby Frantz was pilot; Velma Foote, assistant pilot; and Pearle Gipson, chief mechanic. Mr. Scheer was sponsor of the flight. The plane made a good take-off and the weather seemed favorable. After a few weeks we ran into some head winds that threatened to wreck the plane, but our pilot took us safely through them. Once upon receiving a wireless from the plane 1929 we landed at an appointed place and were the guests of the passengers of the afore mentioned plane for an evening. We later entertained members of other flights. Some of the more adventurous members ventured out onto the wings. A few fell off, while the others returned determined to never try it again. Several times we made landings to accommodate those who were unable to continue the flight and incidentally several others joined us. All in all the flight was very successful and everyone was x-eady for a bigger and better flight the ensuing term. On our second flight, Velma Foote was pilot, with Louise Johnson, assistant; and Julia Irish, chief mechanic. Mr. Coe sponsored this flight. We again made landings for social events. We entertained in October with a picnic and in December the members of the plane 1931 were hosts at a theatre party. It was very much enjoyed as it did much to break the monotony of the flight. Again in September 1928 we took off for unknown destinations. Julia Irish was pilot; Pearle Gipson, assistant pilot; and Russell Malson, chief mechanic. Miss Houston and Miss Bayless sponsored this flight. We had lost a number of passengers, but we were fortunate in having Clifford and Clifton Amberg join us for this flight. Late in the term Russell Malson left us and Ruth Riley filled the vacancy as chief mechanic. In March we landed and had as guests at a marvelous banquet the passengers of the transport A. C. H. S. 1929 and the sponsors of the various flights. Once again and for the last time the A. C. H. S. 1930 took off from the field. There were only eighteen passengers on board this time. Julia Irish was again at the controls with Ruth Riley as assistant pilot and Marion Sullivan as chief mechanic. Mr. Chatham was the sponsor of this last and greatest flight. Marion Sullivan resigned his position as chief mechanic and Maude Cheatham took his place. One of our passengers, Velma Foote, took a parachute jump and landed in the sea of matrimony. The flight was finally ended, but never before in history had there been a more illustrious flight. The journey had been both rough and smooth, but at the end there was not one who did not feel a pang of regret upon leaving. M. E. Z., ’30. ---------$----------- SENIOR CHARGE To the Junior Class: As successors of such a grand and noble class as ours we fear that you will find difficulty in living up to the standards which we have set for you, but we will do our best by giving you a little advice which, if followed, will help a great deal. Page 29 -

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1930 HE JIT A LAJVTA 1930 CLASS SONG (Tune: All That I’m Asking Is Sympathy) Verse Now that High School days are over, Soon they’ll be just memory, Though we may be glad they’re over, We are feeling blue, dear, For our love is true, dear. Chours School days, happy hours, Teachers such as ours, Soon will be living in memory. Long the years may be, Still we’ll always see, Faces we once loved in memory. Although we’re leaving you now. We know we’ll miss you, and how. Tonight we’re taking a vow. To love you, forever. As tonight we part With an aching heart, Always we’ll keep you in memory. V erse Now from teachers dear we’re parting, How they’ve needed sympathy, Doubtless they are glad its over. But we’re feeling blue, dear, For we’ve loved you true, dear. Chours You were all we had, Sometimes we’ve been bad, All that we asked for was sympathy! Don’t know what you’ll do, Now we’re leaving you, For you we’re feeling great sympathy. Although we’ve broken your rule, We’ve grown so dear to your school, You’ll miss both worker and fool, We’ve loved you, but teased you, So before we part, Share our loving heart, All that you’re needing is sympathy! — Page 28 —

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1930 SHE JlTALA 1930 First, to the Class as a whole we wish to inform you that you will now have to give up your many childish ways if you expect to be real dignified Seniors, although we realize that you cannot possibly live up to our reputation. We now wish to give a little advice to your gallant leader, Joan of Arc,—Pardon me, I mean Ina Brown. Ina, you have ruined your Senior vear ah'eady by starting what you call your dignity too soon, but which is really nothing more than a severe attack of “Therapeutical Cognomen.” Then there is Burke Shifflet who, from all appeai'ances, has what is popularly known as “sex-appeal.” Burke why don’t you give the home talent a break and discontinue your regular trips to Beason, Pulaski, etc.? The next on our black list is the ’’Walking Encyclopedia.” Floy, you’ll have to give up those childish habits of yours if you ever expect to become really dignified. Frances Estes, Seniors do not talk loud and long and giggle as you do so please, for your own sake, discontinue those annoyances. As for Gwendolyn Zoellers we cannot say much because she was formerly a member of our grand and noble aggregation. Tiny Applegate if you cannot get rid of your babyish ways in any other way why don’t you try growing out of them? Lucy Hooten, why don’t you come down out of the air until you get to be a Senior? That is l-eally bad when you start too high you’re liable to fall before you attain your goal. I’ll “Swan” I don’t know what’s going to become of Toady Miller. 1 suppose that some day he’ll be running the Pantagi'aph. Cleo you should make a pretty good Senior because you have your bi-other’s information to guide you. As for Monell Hammitt we cannot say much, because she also has an older brother in our famous class, but Monell why don’t you try winnin’ him some other way besides “Sax-Appeal ?” From what we have seen of Vaden Hoblit on the stage as “The Gentleman from Georgia” we take it for granted that he is due for a cai'eer in the movies, maybe as a “dummy.” Wealthy Johnson if you don’t quit cavorting around in that “Chevy” you won’t even get to be a Senior. Wilma Pittenger will not have to do anything exti-a to become a Senior, because she is already a quiet, modest and quite dignified young lady. Philip Coons, about the best advice we can give to you is to study a little more or you will not be allowed to pass through the heavenly portal to dignity. Helen Paulsen, you would enjoy your final year in A. C. H. S. much more if you woidd give up your continual studying long enough to enter the social activities of your “Alma Mammy.” Byron Phillips we, having had more experience, advise you to ditch your heel-plates or your Senior year will not be quite as successful as it might be. Then there is Edna McCombs, the literary luminax-y of your class. Edna, if you are to attain as high a standard as set by our class you will have to do more than talk. Ramon Lucas, don’t give up yet, you may get a job with Rudy Vallee and his Connecticut Yankees some day. Rudy may need a new volt. — Vage 30 —