Bedford High School - Pioneer Yearbook (Bedford, IN)

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Mary Gainey—Have you heard the latest about our illustrious class-mate, Alexander Dunlhue? All—No, what is it? M. G.—He is going to work in Webb's Dry Goods Store after commencement. It is reported that already Mr. Webb is having a new sign painted to replace the old one. The new one will have on if'Webb Son Dry Goods Co.” Alexander Dunihue—Just because you told that, Mary Gainey, I will tell the dream I had about you. I dreamed that an unknown uncle had died and left you an immense fortune in India. You went there to live and married a Hidu prince and had become a second Cleopatra with all your gorgeous jewels to wear, and elephants to ride upon. Of course no other animal but an elephant would be expected to carry you anyway, Mary. Mary—Biddy Dunihue, 1 don’t believe you ever dreamed any such thing about me. A. I).—Yes I did, too. I had that dream while I was taking a nap in school one day. Just as I had you mounted on your favorite white jumbo ready to take a morning canter, someone tapped me on the back and I awoke to find Miss Fricdley glaring down upon me. She went into great detail to explain to me that the assembly room was no dormitory. So you see, that spoiled my dream. Breese Stevens—Speaking of the future, have you all heard what Hcinie Sohn’s future plans are? All—No, what are they? B. S.—She has decided to enter a convent and become a nun. You know Henrietta never cared for worldly pleasures very much and since she is of so religious a turn of mind. I don’t suppose anyone is very much surprised. First Senior—What a shame to waste all those perfectly ogod looks. Second Senior—Yes, but think how nice she will look in a nun's costume. Henrietta S.—It is a pity, Breese, that you can’t repent of some of your frivolous ways, but I guess that is an impossibility. I dreamed the other night that, since you couldn’t decide which of the many girls whom you have here on your list, you liked the best, you had decided upon a very novel plan of adventure. You had decided to go entirely around the world and the thousandth girl you met and liked you were going to keep. I think that is an excellent plan Breese, and if I were you I would carry it out even if it is only a dream. Breese—I believe I will. Helen Martin—I guess you’ve all heard that Stephanie Strout is preparing to go upon the stage as soon as possible. Well, I dreamed the other night that she was starring as little Eva in “Uncle Tom’s Cabin”, a new production which has made a big hit in New York this season. I dreamed that she was showing in Oolitic, and a bunch of us decided to be a little extravagant and go over to the city and see her. The part that I remember particularly about the show is that between acts she came out and sang the latest popular songs. The two catchiest ones were ”1 Want a Little Bungalow Where the Red, Red Roses Grow,” and Nobody Loves a Fat Woman.” Florence Emery—My, but some people have high ambitions! You know Frank Trueblood’s greatest desire, outside of regaining his lost Leta, is to become a great politician. I dreamed last night that he had at last reached the height of his ambition and had become mayor of Bedford. At first he really would consider nothing less than the presidency of the United States, 29

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W.—Raymond Maher has just accepted a bid to join the Chicago White Sox as pitcher. He has promised to join them as soon as schcool is out. How is that for a sure enough fact? First Senior—It is comforting to know that one member of our class is going to win glory so soon upon entering the combat of life. The first thing we know the name of Raymond Maher will hold as prominent a place in the sport section of the Sunday newspapers as the name of Ty Cobb. Bruce Newland—Spealing of natural born genius makes me think of the dream 1 had a few nights ago about Paul McCune and Russell Mitchel. You know Paul is the artist of our class and I guess it was the thoughts of one of his latest portraits that made me dream this. I dreamed that Paul had become a great artist and that I was at his studio. When I was ushered in, who should 1 find posing for Paul’s latest picture, “The Women’s Idol but our classmate Russell Mitchel. Russell was posing upon a high pedestal and from his perch on high he told me what he had ben doing since he left R. H S. From his conversation I gathered that he was one of the leaders of the high society of Chicago and evidently had been spending most of his time attending afternoon teas and balls. He told me that he was engaged to a beautiful young heiress and when I expressed the wish of calling upon her, he became rather excited and almost fell off his perch. He exclaimed rather nervously that he was sorry, Old Chapp , but she had just left the day before for China. Wo pursued our conversation and were at a very interesting point when my alarm clock rang. Margaret Huffines—The mention of China reminds us that one of our flock is to venture into that heathen land next fall. All—Who is it? M. H.—Is it possible that you have not heard? Why, Shirley Armstrong. First Senior—What in the world is she going to China for? M. H —1 suppose I ought not tell but since this is strictly a class affair I guess Shirley will not mind. You tee, when Shirley was on the stage a few months ago, a certain stage hand fell with a splash into the depths of love over her tango hair and emerald eyes. Shirley, although she is madly infatuated with him, feels the impossibility of marrying one so low in rank. She has decided to go to China as a missionary and try to forget her love among the heathen. Everyone says he is preparing to follow her. Let us hope that this thrilling romance will culminate in a happy ending. Helen Duncan—That is almost as romantic as the dream 1 had about Lois Harbinson. First Senior—Tell us what it was. Helen—I dreamed she had at last attained the height of her ambition and had become a trained nurse and after nursing a rich old man through a long case of illness, had married him. Both seemed to have attracted each other in a very peculiar way. I believe it was the cute little curl over Idols’ left ear that first attracted him, and likewise, it was a very little thing that attracted her—his money. It is strange now such little hings will attract people. Lois Harbinson—Well, I’ll bet your dream about me isn’t ahead of the one I had about you. We all know that all those little smiles and love notes that have been passing back and forth, between you and Will Turley haven't been in vain. I dreamed the other night that you and he were married the wee kaftr commencement and went immdiatly to Rivrslde wher you became the proud mistress of Riverside ranch. 28

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but he soon made the surprising discovery that outside of Bedford no one had ever heard of him. He decided to wait a few years until the nation had been educated up to an appreciation of his greatness and in the meantime, he took t!»e second best position as Mayor of Bedford. Gretna Wit liman—The mention ot a mayor happened to make me think of Ali»3 Braden. First Senior—That is strange, I don’t see any connection. Gretna-—Well, there isn't much connection, but then it just made me happen to think that high school won’t have her with them next year. All—Why? Gretna—She is going out on a public speaking tour. The subject of her speech is to be “Evils of Commission Form of Local Government.” I can not see why she should be so deply interested in that subject but she seems to be very much alarmed for fear Bedford will adopt that form of government. Ilene Mitchel—That reminds me! I had a funny dream about Dorothy Trainor last night. All—What was it? Ilene—I dreamed that 1 was starting down town and when I got almost there ! saw a large crowd assembled down on the southwest corner of the square. Of course my curiosity was aroused and I hurried to see what was causing the commotion Before I reached the crowd I saw a big sign “Votes for Women” and heard the thunderous voice of a woman shouting for her rights. When I came close enough to see. who should the excited speaker be but Dorothy Trainor. The excitement was increased at that moment by the arrival of the police and soon poor Dorothy, a willing martyr for her cause, was borne away to jail. Russell Mitchel—Have you all heard what Wendel Cornwell is going to do as soon as he is out of school? All—No, what? R. M.—He is going to take the position as ticket agent at Harrodsburg The thing that influenced him most in accepting the position was the fact that he will have a splendid opportunity to flirt with all the pretty girls who happen to be fortunate enough to sit on the right side of the coach. Harriet Farmer Speaking of traveling makes me think of the dream I had about Katherine Stoessel. I dreamed she had gone to Colorado with the hope that the climate might reduce some of her superfluous flesh. 1 dreamed that I received a leter from her and she said that the one wish of her life was bing fulfilled -she was getting thin. She said that she was crazy about Colorado and had met a lot of her old friends. Most of her time seems to have been spent in renewing old acquaintances, especially with one certain person for whom she always seemed to have the deepest admiration and af-fction. She announced that the wedding was to take place April 1, 1340. Gretna Withman--Trave!ing penis to be becoming quite a fad in our class. I suppose all of you know that Lydia Strout is going to California this summer. I dreamed the other night that she went out there and married a California millionaire, one ot those rare specimens of the human race which does not thrive well in this climate. Evalon Pitman—You haven't anything over on Lydia, Gretna. You ought to hear what I dreamed about you. 30