Auburn High School - Trojan / Oracle Yearbook (Auburn, IL)

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=ORACLE 11 ii ■•••in i ■ ii ii ii mi i ii mi i mm i ii 111 ni 11 ii ii 11 imi mi inn tu i ■ m ii 11 m i • mihi mi hum n 11111II11III Ml I M Ml I MIMI IIIIIIIMIIMMIIII111111 III MIIII Mil IIMIMI III I Mill 1111 Ml 111111111111II one here in Arizona. I stayed for what was held in the afternoon, and, seeing Roy was busy, I slipped out. I skipped over a number of states that I knew none of my classmates were in; I did not stop there. I came to Missouri, and stopped to get my hair dressed. I ran into Mary Hart, now as a beauty parlor specialist. She did my hair up in fine shape, and I con- gratulated her upon her efficiency. Mary then told me that if I would go over to the St. Vincent’s Hospital I should find another of my classmates. I hurried over, wondering who it could be. Mary had told me to ask to see their most efficient nurse, now attending a most serious case—a young man whose heart was almost broken. His name was Charles something or other, and, after waiting awhile, who should appear but Eunice Greenwood. She had become a nurse and it had almost broken Charles’ heart, so now she had to take care of him. We talked over old times, but as Charles kept ringing for Eunice she had to go, and after bidding good-bye, I resumed my journey. I crossed the Mississippi River, over into Illinois. The scenes immediately became more familiar, and at last I landed in dear old Auburn. I wanted to visit the High School, as I spent the best years of my life there. Who should I meet upon entering but Seth Barnes, who was a professor in chemistry. He said that Virginia had deserted him before they had time to get married, so he went in for chemistry. He said that if I should go across the street to that big gray house I should see Jackie. She had married a grade school professor. Upon leaving her house, I saw K. O. Brown coming down the road. He had a pack of little dogs that were on leashes. When he saw me he slowed up and we began talking. I asked about the dogs, and he said that he was training them to be hurdle jumpers. He immediately gave me a demonstration, and it was about the cutest sight that I had ever seen. He wanted to know if I would accompany him to a big dance out north of town that evening. I had another surprise awaiting me. The dance pavilion was owned by a young lady who lived nearby. We were sitting at a table in a little tea room, when all at once there was a hush, and I heard someone whisper that there was the owner. I turned around, and there was Geneva Studehaker coming toward us. She said that she had bought out the Irwins and had established a good amusement park and dance pavilion on the grounds. She insisted upon me staying all night, but I could not. and bade them good-bye and went on to the Capitol City of Illinois. I decided, as I was going to stay there a little while, that I should go first and see the Y. W. C. A. There were three young ladies in charge of this one. I found, to my surprise, that these three were none other than my classmates, Mary Lorton, Dorothea Hamm and Louise Shecrin. They helped me out on my quest of searching my classmates by telling me that my old friend, Billy Sabine, had his headquarters in Springfield. I was anxious to find out what he was doing. I saw him that afternoon, as I was in the business district. He came up to me and shook hands and immediately started our old argument by saying that my hair was redder. We started arguing, and he said that he w’ould leave it up to someone else whether it was or not, and he immediately took me over to Bressmer’s department store. We found there still another one of our classmates. It was Juanita Harris. I found out that she was head saleslady. Twice a year she goes to Paris to bring back the new designs for dresses. Billy said that there were two more of my old classmates in Spring- field that I had not seen. He said that one was working for the other and that they made a very good combination. Juanita got the afternoon off. so we all three went to look up the persons Billy was speaking of. We came to the Reich Building on the wrest side of the Square and took an elevator up to the fourth floor and entered an office. A stenog- rapher asked us our business, and Billy asked if the lawyer was busy. She said he was a 7 Twenty-Three

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ORACLI Prophecy It was during our Senior year that my friend Helen and I were attending a street fair together. Helen had been to so many that I think that she was being bored, but I like adventure of almost any description, and I was plainly enjoying myself. We were passing the numerous stands and tents, until one in particular attracted my attention. I said, “Oh. look at that peculiar man! Let’s rush over and see what he is advertising. Helen complied, and I found, to my secret enjoyment, that he was a hypnotizer. I said. “Let’s go in and be hypnotized.” She was very reluctant, but finally consented to do so. We paid as we entered, and the man stepped in and closed the flap behind him. He had such queer eyes and he looked so oddly at me that it made me shiver. He sat me down in a chair that had deep cushions, and he made me meet his eyes. He asked me what sort of a vision I wanted to sec. I said I would like to see the members of the Senior Class of ’27 of the Auburn High School, ten years hence. He then rubbed my eyes and chanted in a soft musical undertone. I felt myself gently leaving the beautiful light of the sunshiny day and falling into a depths that were yet unknown. The next thing I knew I seemed to be drifting along near some large seaport. I could see the steamers coming and leaving. As I was wondering which of my classmates I should meet first, I saw a tall, well-dressed man carrying two huge suitcases. I was wondering just what occupation this man could be engaged in, or if he had one, when he turned around. To my complete surprise and wonder, I saw that it was Joe Kostulski. He immediately recognized me, as I had not changed very much. I found out that Joe was not married and that he had taken up missionary work. He was about to depart for China on the steamer, which was then leaving San Francisco. He said he had not found his ideal, but hadn’t given up hope. The gangplank was just about to be drawn up. so Joe had to run. He waved good-bye and I wished him good luck. The next thing I recollect. I was walking along a street, and rather warm. There were people going along dressed in light clothes. I saw quite a few faces that I knew that I had seen before, and yet could not place them. And then it came to me that they were movie stars and that I had seen them in the movies. There were Norma Talinadge, Gloria Swanson, Charlie Chaplin. Will Rodgers, Thomas Meighan, Pola Negri, and who else? Why, there was Jackie Coogan. It seemed they were all out on parade. I knew then that I was in Hollywood. Next in line were—who do you suppose? Helen Dodds and Sid Johnson, arm in arm. They were both looking good, and when they saw me they came over and began to talk. I learned that Helen was playing the leading role in “The Flirt and had another picture in the making. She was on the road to stardom. And Sid said that after Rudolph Valentino died, all the girls mourned for him so, he made his vows then and there that he would take Valentino’s place, and was making good his threat. He was starred in “The Arab,” that all the girls were going wild over. Helen and Sid wanted to take me to lunch, but I declined, saying that I had other people I wanted to see. I found myself next in Yuma, Arizona. A booted and spurred man rode up to me and asked me if I would like to visit a club with him that afternoon. As it was not the custom to be introduced in that country, and as I liked the looks of the young man. I accepted the invitation, and he helped me up beside his horse. We rode up in front of a long, low building which had the “4H Club” printed in huge letters on the outside. We entered, and there at a large desk was Roy Burnett. I knew that he had always been interested in calf clubs and was glad to see that he had become sponsor and advisor for a 2D 32 7 T t’nly-T qvo

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iiMiiiiiniiiiiiiinimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii ......................................................................................... ORACLE I ................................................................................................. 1 | .................................................................... in conference with his private secretary, as usual. We sent in our cards and were imme- diately ushered into the private office. There sat Katherine Lanham and Frank Hocking. They greeted us warmly. I soon found out that Frank had become one of Illinois’ most prominent lawyers and Katherine was his private secretary. He said that if it had not been for Kate, he would never have reached his height of law. Of course, he said there was nothing else between them, at present, except the desk. The eight of us who were in Springfield held a party that night and all of us enjoyed ourselves immensely. We planned a reunion party to be held in the near future. I had to part with them, as I still had others that I had not seen. It was a sad parting. I next came to Peoria, and stopped at a huge factory. I could not imagine what they made there, so I went in to see. The first man I ran into was none other than Hawley Woolsey. He said he was glad to see me and that he would show me around. I learned that it was the Caterpillar Tractor Manufacturing Co. Hawley said he was inspector of the tractors after they were turned out. I told him about all of our classmates that I had seen lately and what they were doing. He was eager to know about them, and after I left for Chicago. I decided the first thing that I must purchase after I landed in Chicago would be a tooth brush. I had been spending a night or so without my tooth brush. I stopped on State Street and entered one of the glittering drug stores located there. What, to my astonishment, should I see written in large letters inside but “John Hederick, Prop. I knew then why I should come to Chicago for a tooth brush. It was the means of leading me to another classmate. I looked up John and found that he was unmarried. I asked him the reason, and he said that the “only one” had married a grade school professor. So he had gone into the druggist work. He said that he would take time to go over to the Northwestern University with me, as he knew that I would want to see Zeke, the school’s most popular sheik. Of course I was tickled P. G. Zeke liked athletics so well that he decided to coach. We found him conversing with a group of the girls. He was telling them what’s what. We had him to ourselves for about an hour, but the girls interrupted and took him away. I bade him good-bye, after telling him of the reunion party, and was on my way. The next journey was short, as it was only a matter of 275 miles. I took this journey differently from those I had been taking. I went on the Big Four Railroad this time—the Cleveland, Cincinnati, Chicago and St. Louis road. I overheard a conversation between two men who were on the same train. They were talking about the president of the road, saying that he had made the High School famous that he had graduated from. He put the town on the map. I got curious as to what town it was. When I heard them mention Auburn, I sat up and took notice. Luck had favored me thus far, and I had to follow my woman’s intuition in following up this clew. 1 knew that it must be another of my classmates. I arrived in Cleveland and immediately looked up the president of the Big Four Railroad. He was in conference with his private secretary, but the office girl took my card and I was ushered in. There sat Samuel Dodds as big as you please, dictat- ing to Elsie Hoard. My good fortune was doubled as before. We exchanged greetings, and after exchanging news I counted up the classmates that I had not yet seen. There were exactly six more. We were wondering where those six would be. After con- gratulating Sam on his success and wishing Elsie more good luck. I proceeded on my way. I came to Pittsburg and decided to get my picture taken and send one to each of my classmates. I inquired for the best photographer and was directed to one. As I entered the spacious room, with photographs hanging all around, a lady stepped up and asked if iiimmmi.......................... limit.............mi....iimimimm ;( :{) 7 Twenty-Four