Atwood Hammond High School - Post Yearbook (Atwood, IL)

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Class Prophecy |NE beautiful sunshiny day this spring, I was sitting in a hammock on our front porch studying for my last final examinations. As the day was very warm and I had spring fever, 1 found it difficult to keep my mind on common every day facts and especially school work. I began indulging in Daydreams, those awful things, that so many high school students practice, and which our teachers so dislike, especially when there is studying to be accomplished. But then who has not at some period of his life, indulged in this simple pastime and obtained perfect enjoyment therefrom? And now I wondered what the future of my two classmates and myself would be, when we had left the protectingwalls of dear old A. H. S. And suddenly everything grew blurred, and I found myself at the close of a bright summer day, walking along a large farm. But who was this man clad in farmer s clothing, walking briskly down the road, before me, driving his team of horses and whistling merrily? A closer look, and to be sure it was my old class-mate Earle Hines, known as ‘‘Barney to his fellow school-mates. As he merrily whistled the old familiar tune of ‘‘Orange and Black I recalled those dear old days of high school and it brought a feeling of sadness too. I could only think how we had left it far behind us when we received our diplomas, several years ago. And now Earle had been to college and taken a course in agriculture, and at the close of this summer day, was returning from his work on the larm. He had been wonderfully successful too in his chosen line of work, but Earle was always known as a “hustler as far back as his first school days. But the scene changed and I was standing in a large court room. A tall dark haired man was making an eloquent speech and a last plea for a condemned prisoner. And this man, who was he? Why, no other than Joe Cogdal, the second of my classmates. Joe or “Joker was now a famous lawyer and I was not in the least surprised for he was always fond of arguing. How well I remembered his arguments in our high school debates, and he was always on the winning side', too His chosen profession had been a success in every way and I felt that he was a credit to our class. And what of my other classmates? To be sure there were but three and no one remained but myself. And what of myself? Oh yes, I was now staying at home, having completed a course at college—But bump! my vision grew dim and I looked about me with a start. Here I was on the porch having fallen “ker thump out of the hammock. Nothing remained of my dream but a bump on my forehead and my English lesson still unstudied and finals to-morrow. Anna Dorjahn 16.

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Horoscope of High School Students NAME ALIAS AGE APPEARANCE COURSE OF STUDY FAVORITE EXPRESSION NOTED FOR Joe Cogdal Joker Just out of knee pants Bold Big words I’m too busy His long strides Lera Doty Puss .Young yet Giggly German Oh, aint he cute Originality Earle Iiines • Barney Younger than Dad Like a preacher Girls Ich weiss nicht Slow eating Mildred Doty Biddy Shady side of 23 Portly Conservation of Energy I’m livin’ in hopes Her knowledge Anna Dorjahn Anner Just 16 Kiddish Domestic science Honest did you Independence Louis Stitt Stitt 13 Sporty Girls Number fo’ Formal dates lone Pinckard Sister Never you mind Sweet Music You understand Good grades Maud Van Vleet Cutie Kindergarten Captivating Strolling Hello, is this Popularity Golda Heerdt Goldie Ask her Dignified How to please What did you say Trips to the office (?) Lowell Stevenson Toad Steen years next Juvember Stately Public speaking Let’s consider Slang Robert Harris Charcoal A plus B Chubby Doesn’t study Oh my His questions Kenneth Stevenson Cass Too young to go courting Bashful Agriculture Huh His girls Mary Shonkwiler Midget 19 in May Modest Geometry I believe it was Timidity Hollace Muire Polly Unknowable Meek Caesar I think I can Her dates with Lawrence Shelton Deedum Don’t ask Shocking Algebra Expressionless Nothin’ Mary L. Flickinger Dimples Just six Powdery Dres3tic science Kid, listen Innocence

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Class History Class Motto—“Ne Cede Matin' ’ Class Flower— Violet Class Colors— Violet and White Class President—Earle I fines Vice President—Joe Coy dal Secretary—Anna Dorjahn SEHOLD, dear friends the class of Nineteen Sixteen as it emerges from under the yoke, after four long years of hard struggle. No doubt we are somewhat broken down, but not so much but we can rise to prominence and a position. In the Fall of 1912, a multitude of nine Freshies entered the A. H. S. After a few days of excitement, and thrilling heart palpi-pations, two of our members quitted the ranks, leaving seven to finish the year. After the first few months we became accustomed to the new life. We had an exciting time over color rushes, and succeeded in having our flag, recognized by planting it on the cupola. At the beginning of our second year, only five responded to the roll call. A sixth entered a little later, but did not stay long. So only five went thru the year. This was really an eventful year as our school was held in the tabernacle. Our Junior year started in a fine new building, erected by the community. Five again responded to the call. Everything was going well, when woe be unto us, a calamity occurred. Cupid had done his work, and one morning only three juniors appeared, with downcast faces, to finish the year. The year was quite eventful with receptions, literary programmes and wiener roasts. When the fall of 1915 entered upon the record of time, we started to school for the last time in the high school. Perhaps with a feeling of sadness, but I think more a feeling of gladness, that we should soon be thru with our period of preparation, and ready to enter the arena of life’s action. A class of three, small no doubt compared with former classes, but sincere in our ambition to climb. And as we leave the place of joys and happiness, let us not think that the best of life has gone, but that the best is yet to come. Earle H. Hines 16.