Beloit High School - Trojan Yearbook (Beloit, KS)

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CLASS PROPHECY £ £ W XTRA! EXTRA!” All about the election returns!” Howard Runyan, now a 1- world famous engineer who was constructing a trolley line between New 1 J York and London, carelessly tossed the news-boy a ten-dollar gold piece and scanned the paper. “Holy Smoke! Can it be possible that my old classmate is the mentioned Forrest McMann? Sure enough it is! President of the League of Nations! Good night!” This was too much for Howard. He leaped into his car and was rushing home to tell Clemence, his wife, the great piece of news. As he turned the corner and was speeding down Fifth Avenue—Crash! A collision and the car turned over sixteen times. A lady “cop” rushed up and grabbed Lester, the speed demon, by the coat tail. Howard was so dazed in finding the cop to be Wilma Lukens that he scarcely realized where he was until he arrived at the police court. Here he and Lester were brought before the judge of the night Court, Ruth Baird. Lester begged Howard’s pardon and explained that he meant no offense, but was merely practicing for the race he was to run with light the following month. Ruth dismissed the case and the classmates began to discuss old times in B. H. S. “Where is your brother?” Wilma asked. “Ira is now preaching in the Holy Roller church in Solomon Rapids. You knew’ he and Nelle Conroy were married didn’t you?” “Christopher Columbus, No!” exclaimed Howard. “I was always sweet on Nelle myself, but somehow I always felt Ira would get her.” “How are they getting along?” “In the last letter I had from them they said Mae Cavanaugh was visiting them and had been since she broke her engagement with Loren Gaddis. He treated her terribly— married Gladys Baird a week after Mae broke with him, but to add to that he left Gladys in three days and is now' carrying on a beastly flirtation with Antoinette Ellwart, who is Superintendent of the B. H. S. Gladys has taken up teaching and Mae is soon to go on the stage. Her Swede impersonations are wonderful.” “What ever came over Loren?” Ruth asked . “When we went to B. H. S. he appeared to be a very fine fellow. Too bad! All men cannot be expected to be as true as my Carleton. This reminds me of a sad case brought before me a few weeks ago— Ferdinand Gansel charged with bigamy. We found he had two wives, Ruth Burkhead and Edna Leach. You remember them, don’t you?” “Perfectly!” the three cried. “How’ did you settle the case?” “Oh! I let Ferdinand out on a promise of good behavior. We found he was asleep during both ceremonies and was therefore innocent.” “And the girls?” “They were both given divorces and I haven’t heard from Edna since, but Ruth married a farmer north of Beloit.” “By the way, Wilma, when did you last hear from Lucile?” Howard asked. “Not for some time, but she is a hum-doodler of a teacher. Do you hear from many of the class, Howard?” “No, I haven’t run across many, having been so long in Africa, but Clemence hears from Beryl once in a while. She’s running a swell cabaret in Scottsville. Ruth laughed and said, “I’ll wager none of you know what Arden Wrench is doing?

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HAPPY HOURS As timid Freshmen we did not attempt many social affairs. The year opened with a very exciting: hay rack ride to Wood’s grove and closed with a jolly picnic supper at Trolley’s ford. As sophisticated sophomores we wanted a real party, so a party we had. We entertained in the gymnasium of the High school and served supper in the lower hall of that building. Remembering our former frolic at Wood’s grove, spring called us there again. After a true picnic supper Miss Caton entertained us with music on her ukulele. Picnicking continued to be our favorite sport, so in the Autumn of our Junior year the Solomon Rapids picnic grounds was our place of enjoyment, climbing hills and roasting “weenies.” Friday evening before Christmas of that year we held a Christmas party in the lower hall of old R. H. S. and although a storm was raging without, all were happy with the spirit of Christmas within. Near the end of our Junior year we were entertained by the Seniors at the annual Senior-Junior reception, given in the foim of a Liberty party. This entertainment made us feel duly initiated into the Senior class. A little later we entertained the Seniors to a Hoover banquet at the G. A. R. hall. The Senior and Junior colors were used in decorating and the place cards were in the form of Red Cross nurses for the girls and “Yanks” for the boys. The social activities of our Senior year have been somewhat limited, but we feel that what we lacked in quantity was more than made up in quality. The Club house was the scene of a frolicsome time the night before the “flu” ban was declared. The second social affair of this year was a kid party, given by the Misses Marion Varner, Eula Bozell and Arbutus Wilson at Manon’s home. Everyone was dressed in the true kid style and the amusement consisted of such games as “London Bridge is falling down,” and “My Lady Went to Boston.” SENIOR-JUNIOR RECEPTION OF 19 On May Kith, the Seniors, Juniors and Faculty met at the Masonic hall to celebrate the annual Senior-Junior reception. The Juniors upon their arrival were welcomed by the Sponsor and class officers. The Seniors entertained the Juniors and Faculty by having an orchestra after which a short program was given. Light refreshments were served by the Eastern Star ladies. All departed for home thanking the Seniors for the pleasant evening. JUNIOR-SENIOR BANQUET. MAY 23. 1919 The Juniors entertained the Seniors and Faculty at a banquet at the Avenue hotel on Friday, May 23rd. A delicious four-course dinner was served and a splendid program followed, consisting of toasts, readings and music. The Seniors will not soon forget the talent and hospitality of the Junior class of T9

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No. Well just two weeks ago Merle Jones and Dan Conroy were in court for fighting over a (stove) pipe. Dan is a professional prize fighter and mussed Jonsie up, but for old times sake I let him go, and they told me Arden was instructor in a notorious dancing academy. I certainly was dumfounded. Never thought it of her.” “Life is very surprising,” Lester said as he looked at his watch. “Look me up some time Howard and we'll take in a ‘tough’ show that I know about.” He departed and was soon followed by Wilma who had to hurry back to her beat. Ruth showed him a letter she had received from Harriette Dunham. Harriette was doing missionary work in Glen Elder. She said she had also received a letter from Gertrude Frank, a noted Lawyer, who at that time was defending Merle Braddy against a charge of holding riotous political meetings in San Francisco. “This world is mighty small after all. Come see us sometime Ruth,” and again he started home. As he reached the street an airship alighted, carrying a fashionably dressed couple. “Will surprises never cease?” exclaimed Howard, I’ll swear that’s Eula and Hugh. Hey! There!” Sure enough it was. Eula looking magnificent and Hugh was dressed to kill from derby to his beaded handbag and “swaller” tailed coat. “Why wifey, sweetness, there’s our old friend, Howard, yelling at us.” After a few minutes conversation Howard related the previous happenings. “I can beat that,” Eula said after she and Hugh had taken Howard away in their ‘bird.’ Last week Marion and I------- “Marion! Is she there too?” “Oh yes! She lives here and has for some time. That’s why Hugh and I are here now. We’re witnesses on her eighth divorce case which is to come off next week. Marion always was fickle and especially so since she entered the ‘Follies.’ I’ll go on with my story. The first thing we noticed at the circus was a side show. A man on the outside was yelling ‘Right this way to see the marvelous birdie. She dives seven hundred feet from an airship into a glass of water.’ Of course this sounded very interesting and we fell for it. And who do you suppose this wonder was? None other than our old classmate, Birdie Wallace.” “Horrors! I can’t believe it.” “Of course not,” Eula went on, “neither could we if we hadn’t seen it. After we talked to Bird'e a few minutes, she told us to go into the next tent. We went and who do you think we saw?” “Go on quick, this suspense is killing me,” Howard interrupted. “There was Christie Miller and Zella Gaskill doing Aerobatic stunts and in the next ring Agnes Englebert was walking a tight rope.” “Eula, I can imagine your surprise,” Howard exclaimed. “I really can’t see how you survived.” “Life is so romantic!” put in Hugh. Eula continued, “Christie told me that she and Gail Roquette were engaged, but Gail went insane a few days before the day set for the wedding.” Hugh took out his lace-bordered handkerchief and wailed. “Zella said she had a letter from Fern a short while back which said that she and her husband were plann'ng a trip to the north pole. They are planning on stepping over in Germany on their way back to visit a while with Anna Spatz. You’ll perhaps remember how interested Anna was in the occupation of Germany.” “This certainly is great. Getting to hear from so many of the c’ass. Wonder if anyone ever hears from Laura Florer,” Howard remarked. “Eula and I haven’t,” replied Hugh, but when we went on a trip last year we were going through Mitchell county and whom did we see but Guy and Hazel sitting on the river bank fish'ng for oysters. Hazel showed us a paper which told that Laura and