Baxter High School - Oriole Yearbook (Baxter, IA)

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Class History Continued . i -:------------------- --------M T H E o R 1 o L E m-------- --- ---------2 Bowie with Miss Wilkinson as principal.. Mr. Howell was still with us and it was he who endeavored to teach us a few things about geometry. We enjoyed ourselves in class and even took a field trip, during which we at- tempted to measure telephone poles, trees, ponds and creeks. During the first part of the year the seniors gave a wienie roast to which we were invited and then later in the year we invited them to a 'fkidi' party. Some seemed to enjoy the re- juvenation and others found' that they had aged too much to brave the cold weather. The last semester we took up American Government, learnirg many interesting diings, including the fact that judges of the Supreme Court sat in any convenient placeg that people started towns in certain places because they liked the scenery, etc. Then toward spring it dawned upon us that we were supposed to give the Seniors a ban- quet. To do this we certainly needed money so we decided to give a play, 'gThe Hoodoo, and before the thing was over the entire class was hoodooed. First it rained and the lights went out, so naturally our play was post- poned. We planned to give it the next week, but alas, Wesley Bissett, leading man, con- tracted the mumps fpoor contract in my no- tionj and again our play was postponed. Well! after being postponed so many times everyone was curious to know why a play should have such a name. So when it was finally given a large crowd appeared making the pocketbook of the Junior Class nice and fat. But our finances didnit last long for af- ter several weeks worry we decided upon a banquet in Des Moines. This idea had never been tried in Baxter, but what was to prevent us from having something new? So arrange- ments were made for transportation and for a banquet in Harris En1ery's Tea Room. Then to carry out the Hoodoo idea of the year it began to rain just before we started for Des Moines, but it was only a shower and we were soon on our way. At the banquet a long drawn out sigh was heard when all fSen- iors includedl saw the many forks and spoons beside each plate. But that was:1't a beginning to our trouble. About the, only thing on the menu that we knew how to eat or drink correctly was the water. Several threat- ened to take their plates and dive under the table, but all in all I believe that everyone had a good time. Then after the banquet we were escorted to the Orpheum wliere we en- joyed a six act show. Several of the cars lost their way on the return home but all were present at school. on the following Monday. i We spent several days in decorating the church for Baccalaureate and the Hall for Commencement. We were much relieved when these tasks were completed and felt that we would be repaid because some one else would do the same for us the next year. Well! here we are again as a class of Sen- iors. Mary McCrane has dropped out, but Ethel Starr has returned from Newton and also Cyril. Carpenter, making a group of seventeen. Cyril left at Christmas much to our sorrow. There was also an alteration in the faculty, as Miss Hawkins had taken the place of Miss Kirk. The punishment inflict- ed by her for disobedience was the memoriz- ing of poetry and Wesley and Donald soon became the chief poetry reciters of the class. Our class has always had the name of being a peaceful one. Ask Miss Wilkinson, she can inform you as to our peaceful. dispositions for she has always said that she wished we had a part of the argumentative spirit of the Juniors. So naturally we had no difficulty in selecting our class rings. As is our usual custom they are Hdifferentw. Five of the Senior girls that play basket ball are on the first team and three of the Senior boys are also on the first team. Our class is further represented in athletics by three members of the Athletic Board, Joe Allan acting as president,'Wesley Bissett as vice president ,and Erma Long as advisor. Again this year we initiated the freshies . As the new gym was not completed we escort- ed them to an old vacant house out in the country. There they became members of the organiaztion, 'fKnights of the Brooxnstickn. None as yet have seen the famous Broom- stick but I am sure that some felt a few extra strokes of the paddle on Initiation Night. After the ceremony a fire was built on the road side and everyone had a sufficient supply of uwieniesv and everything that goes with them. Monday, February 16, the members of our class went to Newton to have their pictures taken for this annual. See the photograph if you think that the camera was broken. We are now looking forwardIto commence- ment, but regret to leave dear old Baxter High wherein we have enjoyed so many won- derful hours. -M. K. D.

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- -f--- -----'--- -- -0- :T H E o R I o L E -H: : 2 2- 2 -: zu:--I----iz--M.. As we were four years ago. Class History Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Freshmen ! Freshmen! Freshmen ! W'hat's it all about? ? Well! that's just what we wanted to know when we were wel- comed into B. H. S. fby the stately Seniorsl one September morn in 1921. There were thirty of us and oh! what a frightened and down-hearted bunch. Our instructors were Mr. Howell, Miss Cochrane fPrincipalj, Miss Celly, and Miss Laughran. Mr. Howell was just new to the entire -assembly so I don't be- lieve that we were' any more afraid of him than anyone else. Several months after school had started Miss Henderson was hired as mu- sic teacher and basket-ball coach. During the year we were initiated and how we shuddered when we had to put our fingers into hot molten lead which we soon found to be nothing more than pure mercury. We struggled through Algebra and Ancient His- tory and in the spring to relieve our distressed minds we invited the Seniors to a picnic. fHow much they enjoyed it we cannot sayl. Page 18 The outlook the next fall was not so dark although our class had decreased in number. Miss Vlfilkinson occupied the position pre- viously held by Miss Celly. Miss Hender- son was our English teacher and before the year was over everyone knew how to make an attempt at writing themes, love letters, invi- tations, etc. Although most of us enjoyed an imaginary trip through Treasure Islandf, some despised it, and these found more en- joyment in the love affair, A rnidsummeris Night Dream. The boys carved out foot- stools and hook racks while the girls fed them candy which was made in Home Ee class. Early in the year we initiated the ufreshiesi' into the mysterious order of the 'lKnights of the Broomstickf' Several of the girls won their fame as basket ball players before the year was over. Our number was still smaller at the begin- ning of the Junior year, Vera Cushatt having moved to Woodward, Iowa, and Ethel Starr was attending school at Newton, bvut there were still sixteen. Our faculty line up for this year was Miss Kirk, Miss Boyd and Miss

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' - --1-r----M T H E o R 1 o L E ------- -----------0-------:' Do Dreams Come True? Fellow Classmates! As the old saying goes and it has often been found to be true, Com- ing events cast their shadows before. I see, as I gaze into the crystal glass, the visions of the future of each of you. Thinking you will find most if not all of these predictions true, I beg you to follow me closely. By the use of handkerchiefs the recipients of tears of joy, and of sorrow my decisions shall. be made clear. The handkerchief I pick up is of silk. Ah! thirty, forty years hence, I see a rich man, a banker, riding in his aeroplane, counting out his money, and wearing his diamonds. Who is he? His name? O yes, I see now-,tis Kenneth Price. Next I see a dainty lace one. A dainty lady of lady of society, envied and flattered by all, the queen of every gather- ing, the belle of every ball-this is Doris Hamilton. Now as I examine this white cot- ton one with holes in it, I feel so strong, so brave, so bold! Surely this represents a wo- man of strong will power and a forceful character, an old maid demonstrating her in- dependence of man. Her name escapes me- wait-oh yes! It is Minnie Dorr. Here the color scheme brightens and I see, yes-a real red bandanna. A strong breeze and a whiff of far off prairies! A girl of the plains, a pioneer of distant wildness and vastness, is riding barebacked over the broad spaces. She is recognized at once as Erma Long. What does this large fine linen handkerchief mean? A school of learning and a noble professor before his class. They look at liim in rever- ence of the vast learning he acquired in the School of Baxter High. Wlly, what is that they call him as they bow in homage before him? Yes Professor .Ioe Allan. The sixth has a black border. I feel that this woman's grief overwhelms me! Surely, it is some lonely widow mourning her husband. No, not so, I see nothing like that! 'Tis only a fair bride weeping over the loss of her pet poodle. Who is the bride? Her name was once, Florence Bach. What! A large, blue bordered one. Hear the newsboy running down the street! What does he call? Listen! Page 20 c'Extra! Extra! All about the big battle! American forces led to victory by the gallant soldier hero of the hour, General Chester Petermeierlw Upon examining this small em- broidered one the image of a billboard comes into my mind and what does it advertise. HA second Mary Garden, greatest opera singer of the day. Do not miss hearing Grace Loupeef' Here is a small, plain, white hand- kerchief. Now I see a nurse whose loving heart and dexterous hand cares for those who demand constant attention. It is Superin- terldent of Nurses, Victoria Sinkler. This green handkerchief characterizes an eminent physician at the head of a prominent hospital in some one of our largest cities. I'm sure his latin cannot be any worst than those who do succeed each year. This widely known doctor is Wesley Bissett. Here is another large plain white one This young man is a brave sailor traveling around the world to bring back every flag he finds unfurled. He is Harold Holtz. The twelfth is a bright orange, cotton handkerchief. Ah yes-an actress! The idol of the public everywhere who is Ethel Starr. All -indications, by this tan bordered one show that one of our class is going to be a lawyer. Now who do you suppose it is? You don't know? It's Donald Price. As I pick up two more handkerchiefs which seem to cling together, I immediately see two happy wives making sunshine and music within their homes. I see them ex- changing confidences over the fence concern- ing this or that domestic difficulty, and see how, even their married life could never have divided girls who were so inseparabl.e as Helen Stock and Aileen Butler. Last of all a pink check linen, bordered in deepest blue. I cannot see far into the future of this life. However I seem to see a little grey cottage set on a lonely cliff, high above the thun- dering waves of the deep Atlantic. Here I reside. Each morning I take a dip in the cool blue water and kep in trim for the voca- tion Ihave chosen, a swimming instructor. May each of you find success by following closely the path I have disclosed to you. -Z. M. H.