Attica High School - Crimson Yearbook (Attica, IN)

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JOHN WOLF- Johnny Chairman of Athletic Committee O love, has she done this to thee? What shall, alas! become of me? :Iohnny's face naturally inspires one to poetry and he attributes his beauty to the fact that The rain makes everything beautiful. One would need a tabulating machine to keep a line on Johnny's loves but that doesn't prevent him from being a swell B. B. pitcher. IVA HANSLEY- Fuzzy Chairman of Dramatic Committee If silence is golden, sure the lady's a pauperf' Iva is a specialist. With her mind once made up, Frisco had about as much chance as a mouse with the proverbial feline. Frisco, however, looks happy and seems to enjoy the prospect of being de- voured alive. ' LORAN McMASTER- Jake Oh sleep! it is a gentle thing, Beloved from pole to pole. Jake's greatest ambition is to perfect a motorless motor boat and to catch fish by electricity, So far as we know, Jake's affections are not centered and though he is easy going we suspect he knows a live wire when he sees it. ERNESTINE VESTER- Ernestine Editor-in-Chief Should this lady start to flirt, All the high school hearts she'd hurt. Ernestine hails from the vicinity of In- dependence. She is noted for her superi- or studentship and has been a leader in the Senior Class from making this book to making S's. She insists her com- plexion won't come off with soap and water. CJRHMSON Page 21

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1 CIRHIMISON CLARA DESUTTER- Dutch This maiden simply beats the Dutch. Clara is our little Dutch girl and talks with a cunning brogue. Although she attends A. H. S. it is whispered that she thinks LaFayette is nearer to heaven. That's all right Clara, we'll forgive you! HER SCHEL MCGOWAN- Herschel A little nonsense now and then Is relished by the best of men No one ever thought Herschel's middle name was Noisy, but he surely does make other's deportment grades look sick. Just the same we can wager he doesn't eat duck soup with a fork. We really think he is the hush before the storm and when the tornado does break loose, hearts will fly in all directions. HELEN CONNER- Helen Chairman of Mounting Committee Alas, alack! Alas, alack! Her golden hair's still hanging down her back! Helen is one of the class's resources for answering hard questions. She dreamed one night her hair was bohbed and woke up screaming, There's something rotten in the state of Den- mark! May your life be as long as your hair, Helen, and happy too. EILEEN STEVENSON- Eileen Her eyes are stars of twilight fair. Eileen has been a very valuable asset to the Senior Class. She is a good stu- dent and what's more she is always will- ing to do her share in everything that comes up. Good all around sport. That's her! And that's she too! Pais 20

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- CRHMSON HELEN BROWN- Helen Her ways are ways of pleas- antness, and all her paths are peace. Helen is one of our few students. Just the same it is whispered that she put the fire out one day by letting the holes of the doughnuts fall out. We all have our pets but men aren't Helen's. Pipe the dimples and figure out her future. LEE ROY BALES- Hobby Advertising Manager At each step I feel my head knock out a star. Hobby is the printer's devil and an ex- North-End-Live-Wire. He takes quite an interest in printing and his greatest am- bition is to acquire a news collector and a housekeeper combined. Luck to you, Lee Roy, some girl may take you for her Hobby some spring and then for her hubby the next fall. WILMA WALTER- Wilma It is so soon I'm done for I wonder what I was begun for. Wilma knew her dope when she cast her lot in with our class and graduated in three and one-halt' years. We were glad to have her 'cause her E's and S's raise our general average. Her sweet ways make us like her immensely and we really believe she's the whole cheese and part of the rind thrown in. OPAL SMITH-- Opal Oh what a fall was there, My Countryman! Altho' Opal has red hair she isn't a Bolshevik in anything else. She doesn't care much for the navy either, but she is in favor of the Army all right. Now don't blush, Opal, please! Page 22