Bement High School - BIM Yearbook (Bement, IL)

Text from Pages 1 - 50 of the 1924 volume:

lllllilllllllllHIIIMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMIIIHIIIIIIMIHIIIHIIIIIIIMIIIIIMIIHnilimiNlMIMIIMIIHIIIIllllinillllllMH IMIKIIIIIIIMIMIIHIIIMIlllnuimMinim... BETOHI j 1924 Published bij the Class ol '25 Bement Township High School VOLUME I lll| IIIIIIIHIIIIIIIIIMIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIilllllllilllllllllUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII1lllllllllll||nillllllllllllUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII|lll|lli:illllU FOREWORD For tlie first time since 1914 the Bement High School is putting out a Year Hook. We have tried to keep a record of the school year, portray school life, and summarize the activities that are necessary to a successful school maintenance. We trust this book will be, valuable to all interested in B.T.H.S. We also hope that future classes will keep records of their school life and publish an Annual each year. It is our intention to leave the 1924 book as a monument to the 1924 Class, and hope that it will be so regarded. lllllllMllliallHIlinMIimilUIIIIIIIIIIIINIIIIIIIIIIIIIinilimillllltlHIIIHIIIIMinifllMllllllllllfllMIIIMIIUMIIinillllltliailllllllnilNIIIinHIMIIIIIIIIIIIHIIIIIIIlirilllllHIIIIIIIHMIllltllWtlllllltlMNIIIIIHIIIIIHIIHIIIMIIHIHIimilllllMIIIUIIIinillllllllS Faye Two li K T () H I 24 DEDICATION We, the Class of ’25, Juniors of the Bcnient Township High School, do hereby dedicate this book to the Seniors, our classmates, the worthy Class of ’21 Page Three B E T O H I 24 IN MEMORY OF FLORENCE GARDNER A member of the Class of ’21, who died January 7, 1924 Page Four B E T O H I ANNUAL STAFF Seated (left to right): Lola Swick, Liter..ry Editor; Lueile McPherson. Junior Editor; Edith Fristoe, Senior Editor: Dallas Hill. Business Manager; Lew Wilkinson, Editor in Chief; Marguerite Cannon, Athletic Editor: Kuchiel Murphy, Calendar Editor; Guynell Creel, Joke Editor; Ina Stuart, Calendar Editor. Standing: Marshall Pope, Assistant Business Manager; Selby Clark, Athletic Editor; Armand Richard, Joke Editor. Erskine Boyd. Assistant Editor in Chief; Glen Durbin, Sophomore Editor, and Stanley Hodman, Freshman Editor, arc not in the picture. Pac c Five 19 R E T O H I 24 Page Six B E T O H I MR. J. II. BRILL. Superintendent Page S ven 19 B E T O H 1 24 mr. McClellan miss DAY MISS BANCROFT MISS SNYDER MR. MAXWELL Page Eight 19 B E T O H 1 24 Page Nine li E T O H I 24 19 FACULTY MR. BRILL A. B. Miami University, Oxford, Ohio Graduate Student, University of Illinois MR. MAXWELL Southern Missouri State Normal, Cape Girardeau U. S. M. R. F. School, Pelham Bay, New York Columbia University, New York City mr. McClellan B. S. Miami University, Oxford, Ohio Graduate Student, University of Illinois Saumur Artillery School, Saumur, France MR. NORSWORTHY Graduate of Illinois State Normal University MISS BANCROFT Northern State Normal University B.S. University of Illinois Graduate School, University of Illinois MISS BARKER A.B. University cf Illinois AM. University of Illinois MISS HARRIS A.B. University of Illinois Columbia University, New York City MR. KRONSAGEN B.S. Illinois Wesleyan University Illinois Slate Nomnal University MISS DAY A.B. University of Illinois MISS NEIDEMEYER B.S. Illinois Wesleyan University MISS SNYDER Illinois Slate Normal University Northwestern University Columbia University, New York City Paye Ten 19 B E T O H I 24 SENIOR OFFICERS Mary Wilkinson......................President Vance Parker...................Vice President Jack Thompson.......................Treasurer Mr. George B. McClellan . . . Class Adviser Pa fie Twelve li E T 0 H I SENIORS LEONA ARNOLD Blondie Delphian ’24; Glee Club ’21; Operetta ’21; Typewriting Awards ’23, ’24; Shorthand Awards ’23; Accountancy Awards ’22, ’23; State Typing Contest ’23; State Shorthand Contest ’23. JACK BARNETT “Johnnie” Class Treasurer ’21; Philomathean Critic ’24; Football ’21, ’23, ’24, Letters ’23, ’24; Basketball ’21, ’22, ’23, ’24, Letters ’23, ’24, Captain ’24; Baseball ’23, Letter ’23; Tennis Champion ’24; Class Play ’23. ETHEL DOBSON “Dobi ” Delphian ’24; Glee Club ’22, ’23, ’24; Operetta ’22, ’23, ’24; Basketball ’21, ’22, ’23, ’24; Typewriting Awards ’24; Accountancy Award ’23. RUSSELL BODAMER “Rusty” Entered from Hammond ’24; Philomathean ’24; Football ’21, ’22, ’23, ’24, Letters ’21, ’22, ’23, ’24; Basketball ’22, ’23, ’24, Letters ’22, ’23; Baseball ’22, ’23; Orchestra ’21, ’22, ’23, ’24. • Page Thirteen KATHRYN DRISKILL Philomathean ’24. Kitty” B E T O H I 24 WAYNE BAUMANN “Red Entered from Milmine ’22; Delphian ’24; Glee Club ’22; Operetta ’22; Orchestra ’24; Eootball ’23, ’24, Numeral ’23, Letter ’24. HAZEL DOBSON “Hazelbelle” Philomathean ’24; Basketball ’21. ORVAL ENGLAND Entered from Cerro Gordo ’24; Delphian ’24; Basketball ’23; Track ’23. RUBY DOREN Philomathean ’24; Glee Club ’21, ’22, ’23, ’24; Operetta ’21, ’22, ’23, ’24; Orchestra ’22, ’23, ’24; Basketball ’21, ’22, ’23, ’24. WAYNE BODY “Ike Delphian ’24; Glee Club ’23; Operetta ’23; Orchestra ’21, ’22, ’23; Football ’22, ’24, Letter ’24; Basketball ’24; Baseball ’22, ’23, Letter ’23: Tennis ’24; Cheer Leader ’22, ’23, ’24; Typewriting Awards ’23, ’24. Page Fourteen 19 H K T O H I 24 OPAL DURST Entered frotn Hammond ’24; Philo-mathean ’24. JOE DAUGHERTY “Swmr.de Philomathean ’24; Class Play ’23; Operetta ’23; Football ’22, ’23, ’24, Letters ’22, ’23, ’24. LOWELL BOWEN “Bony Philomathean ’24; Operetta ’24; Class Play ’23; Senior Play ’23. IRENE GREGORY “Greg Delphian ’24; Class Treasurer ’21; Class President ’22; Glee Club ’21; Optretta ’21; Typ.wri'.ing Awards ’2-1. Page Fifteen H E T O H I 24 AMMA HARRELL Philomathean ’24; State Typing Contest ’23; Accountancy Awards ’22, '23. LEO HANNA Entered from Ivcsdalc ’23; Philoma-thean President ’24; Oratorical Contest-Declamation Ribbon ’23; Baseball ’23, Numeral ’23. MARY KERNS ‘‘.Billy” Delphian ’24; Basketball ’21, ’22, ’23, ’24. ELTON HARSHBARGER ‘‘Joe” Delphian ’24; Class Play ’23; Track ’22, ’23. KATHRYN LASH “Kitty” Delphian ’24; School Librarian ’23; Basketball ’21. ’22, ’23, ’24. Page Sixteen 19 li E r O H I IIARRY KELLY Kelly” Philomathean ’24; Track ’23, Numeral ’23; Typing Award ’24. RUCHIEL MURPHY “Rukie” Philomathean ’24; Glee Club ’22, ’23; Operetta ’22, ’23; Orchestra ’21, ’22, ’23; Basketball ’21, ’22, ’23; Tennis ’24; Calendar Editor ’24. DON MATHEWS Philomathean ’24; Glee Club ’22; Operetta ’22; Orchestra ’21, ’22; Athletic Board of Control ’24; Football ’23, ’24, Numeral ’23, Letter ’24; Basketball ’21, ’23, ’24, Numeral ’23. MARY MANNY Mum Philomathean Treasurer ’24; Class Play ’23; Operetta ’24. VANCE PARKER Delphian ’24; Class Play ’23; Vice President Class ’24; Football ’23, ’24, Numeral ’23, Letter ’24; Typewriting Award ’24. Page Seventeen 19 B E T O H I 24 LELAH MORELAND “Lee” Delphian ’24; Glee Club ’21. ’22, ’2”, ’24; Operetta ’21, ’22, ’23, ’24; Class Plav ’23; State Typing Contest ’23; State Shorthand Contest ’23; Basketball ’21, ’22, ’23; Accountancy wa-d ’22; Typewriting Awards ’23, ’24. JOSEPH READING “Josie” Philomathean ’24; Glee Club ’21, ’22, ’23, ’24; Operetta ’21, ’22, ’23, ’24; Football ’21, ’22, ’23, ’24, Letter ’23, ’24; Track ’23. 24. MARGUERITE MALKUS “Marg Delphian ’24; Glee Club ’21, ’22; Operetta ’21, ’22; Girls’ Oration ’23; Basketball ’21, ’22, ’23. JOHN SOUTH “Bricker” Entered from Hammond ’24; Philomathean ’24. IN A STUART Sheba” Delphian ’24; Shorthand Contest ’23; Glee Club ’21, ’22; Operetta ’21, ’22; Orchestra ’21, ’22, ’23, ’24; Typewriting Awards ’24. Page Eighteen u e r o n i 24 19 R. CARLETON SMITH “Smithie” Delphian ’24; Glee Club ’22, ’23, ’24; Operetta ’22, ’23, ’24; Orchestra ’22, ’23, ’24; Tennis ’24. BERNICE TABAKA “Hemic” Delphian Critic ’24. JOHN G. THOMPSON “Omar Delphian President ’24; Class President ’23; Secretary and Treasurer of Class ’24; Boys’ Declamation ’22; Bovs’ Oration ’2.3; Glee Club ’21, ’22, ’23; Operetta ’21, ’22. ’23; Tennis ’24; Won Piatt Declamation ’22; Won Piatt Oration ’23; Won Millikin Oration ’23. MARY WILKINSON Philomathean Secretary ’24; Class President ’24; Secretary and Treasurer of Class ’22, ’23; Vice President ’21; Glee Club ’21, ’22; Operetta ’21, ’22; Class Play ’23; Basketball ’21, ’22, ’23, ’24, Captain ’24; Tennis ’24. JOSEPH VOIGHTRITTER “Joe Philomathean ’24; Class Play ’23; Glee Club ’23, ’24; Operetta ’24. Page Nineteen 19 li E T O H I 24 NELLIE BURNETT “Birdie” Entered from Hammond ’24; Delphian ’24. RALPH OILER Slats” Delphian ’24; Football ’22, ’23, Numeral ’22. Letter ’23. IDA CANNON “Barney” Philomathean ’24; G. A. A. Secretary and Treasurer ’23; G. A. A. Vice President ’24; Basketball ’22, ’23, ’24; Baseball ’22, ’23, ’24. DONALD PITTS Delphian ’24; Glee Club ’23; Operetta ’23; Baseball ’23, Letter ’23. EDITH FRISTOE “Edie” Philomathean '24; Glee Club ’22; Operetta ’22; Baseball ’22; Senior Editor ’24. Page Twenty B E T O II I 24 JUDSON POUNDSTONE “CageEm Philomathean ’24; Basketball ’22, ’23, ’24, Numeral ’22, ’24. DOROTHEA HICKS “Dot Delphian ’24; Class President ’21; Glee Club ’21, ’22, ’23, ’24; Operetta ’21, ’22, ’23, ’24; Girls’ Quartet ’22, ’23; Class Play ’23. WALTER STOUT “Squirrely” Philomathean ’24; Athletic Board of Control ’22; President Athletic Association ’24; Football ’21, ’23, ’24, Numeral ’21, Letters ’23, ’24, Captain ’24; Basketball ’21, ’22, ’23, ’24, Numeral ’22. Letters ’23, ’24; Baseball ’23, Numeral ’23. VIVIAN HOYT “V Entered from Hammond ’24; Delphian ’24; Vice President Class ’21, ’22; Glee Club ’21, ’22; Typewriting Award ’24. GLENN SMITH “Snvittie Entered from Hammond ’24; Delphian ’24; Basketball ’22, ’23, ’24, Letters ’22, ’23; Football ’23, ’24, Letters ’23, ’24. Page Twenty-one B E T O H 1 BERNADINE TABAKA Delphian ’24; Operetta ’24; Class Play ’23. VIRGIL SMITH “Babe Delphian ’24. EDNA SHEPHERD “Eddie Delnhian ’24; State Typing Contest ’23; State Shorthand Contest ’23; Typewriting Awards ’23, ’24. EVERETT VAN VLEET “Van Delphian ’24; Glee Club ’23; Operetta ’23; Football ’23, ’24, Numeral ’23, Letter ’24; Baseball ’22. ’23, Numeral ’23; Typewriting Awards ’24. ILAZEL HADDEN “Haz” Delphian ’24; Typewriting Awards ’23,’24; State Typing Contest ’23. Page Twenty-tivo n E T o RAYMOND MORELAND “Catfish” Delphian ’24; Football ’23; Basketball ’22, ’23; Baseball ’22. BERNICE WHITE “Berny” Entered from Champaign ’23; Delphian ’24; Glee Club ’22. HELEN WALL Philomathean ’24; Typewriting Award ’24; Accountancy Award ’22, ’23. HILDA WALL Delphian ’24; Typewriting Award ’24; Accountancy Award ’22, ’23. RUSSEL SEITZ Delphian ’24; Football ’22, ’23, ’24; Basketball ’24; Track ’21, ’22, ’23, ’24. Page Tiventy three B E T O H I 24 19 SENIOR HISTORY The high school days of this class are drawing to a close. As we are about to go forth from beneath these portals which have sheltered us for four short years, we can but linger a few moments in passing to recall a part of our life spent here. The freshman class, four shoi’t years ago, was the largest one that had ever entered the B.T.H.S. and we are about to depart as seniors with that same record. This largest class began its high school career with fifty-eight members. Out of this number ten had passed the first eight years of their schooling side by side in the Bement schools, namely: Mary Wilkinson, Mary Kerns, Marguerite Malkus, Jack Barnett, Vance Parker, Jack Thompson, Wayne Body, Judson Poundstone, Virgil Smith, and Donald Pitts. Of this number we have lost by the wayside eighteen, and have added to our ranks thirteen. At this period in our high school career we often thought of how nearly the seniors had completed their high school work, and, though we were somewhat bashful, we resolved to do our best. As the time sped on we assembled all our strength and courage and have at last attained that lofty position for which we have been struggling. When we began the second lap of that steep hill, on whose summit is graduation, Napoleon Jackson, Helga Larson, Gertrude McMillan, and John Sheppard had taken other paths, while Wayne Bauman joined us on our upward trend. This year several began a very promising athletic career which has ended successfully for the most of them. As we mounted to the third stretch of this journey, Clarence Comer-lord, Clyde Dare, Leonard Leavitt, Lester Peterson, Hazel Phillips, Emmet Rogers, Blanche Sams, and Aafke Sebens were summoned from our throng to find success and happiness elsewhere. We welcomed Leo Hanna, Joseph Voightritter, Bernice White, and Harry Kelley as companions on our lofty climb to the top of that hill, where our dreams are materialized in graduation. When we had reached the fourth and last course of this knowledgeseeking expedition, during which we had so diligently labored that we might, as seniors, experience that feeling of self-satisfaction and gratification of desire which follows a successfully accomplished task, we were forsaken by Leo Eaton, Clemons Fogle, Catherine Miller, Olive Norris, and Alice Webb. Our happiness was marred by the death of our faithful and loyal classmate, Florence Gardner. Our number was enlarged by Opal Durst, Vivian Hoyt, Nellie Burnett, Russell Bodamer, Glenn Smith, John South, Carleton Smith, and Orval England through the last upward climb to the fulfillment of our ambition here. We hope that as we continue our journey through life, traveling divided paths, we may each realize the success that we as a class have here attained. Edith Fristoe. Page Twenty-four B E T O H I 19 24 CLASS PROPHECY: 1924 Since my graduation from Bement High School I have been guard on a pipe for the Hopkins Oil Company of Southern California. On the last day of December, 1936, I lay down in the afternoon and had the following dream: It was on New Year’s Day, 1937, the following wager was made— I was to hike across the country from Los Angeles to New York and back by the Fourth of July the same year. The conditions were few and not hard to comply with, as the only restriction was, pay for no ride enroute. The boys of the oil company gave me a fifty-mile ride, then sent me off on my long tramp, which proved to be a delightful, weary, foot-sore and interesting one. I reached the small town of Beaumont, California, just as a cool dusk was setting in, and as I was growing cold, being attired only in a light hiking suit, 1 began looking for a hotel. After a few moments of walking, I came to a brilliantly lighted roadhouse with an electric sign reading, “England Inn.” For a short time no one was visible, but presently 1 heard a door open and our old friend Orval England came swinging down the corridor, followed by an auburn-haired waitress, who to all appearances, was Marguerite Malkus. Here were the first members of our class that I had seen since 1925. Orval threw a fit as usual,” and called out: “Bernice, Bernice! Come and see who is here!” From another door there appeared a familiar face, and it was none other than Bernice White, now Mrs. England. The next morning they sent me off with good luck and a bounteous lunch for the following day. In two hours time I was riding a “ventilated side-door Pullman” for Yuma, Arizona. The atmosphere had a dreamy effect upon me, and I soon fell asleep. When I awoke the train was just slowing down in the yards at Yuma. In a short time I jumped to the ground and started looking for a train going to El Paso. While walking along I was accosted by a policeman who commanded me to halt. On looking around I recognized my old friend John South, but he no longer knew me, for he asked what business I had in the yards, bumming around; whereupon I told him I was looking for a man from Hammond, Illinois. He then grasped my hand, and he was highly interested in the wager I was trying to win, for with a wink to the conductor, and a hearty good-bye he put me on a limited passenger going to El Paso. I strolled back through the drawing-room of the observation-car and saw four young men at a game of cards, probably “blackjack.” They were no others than Jack Barnett, Glenn Smith, Wayne Body, and Donald Pitts. Jack was the first to see me and from then on until we reached El Paso we had a grand time. I told them of my trip, and I learned they were operating an irrigation project in southern Arizona. They were now on their way to Texas to buy some equipment for a big job they were putting over. I asked them about other members of the class. Jack told me that Everett VanVleet had completed an eight-year course at the Colorado School of Mines and Engineering, and was now consulting engineer for their company. He also told me that Don Mathews and his wife Page Twenty five H E T O H I 24 19 were on the same train returning from a honeymoon in the Pacific states, the bride being Mary Wilkinson, as I learned later. The next afternoon as we neared El Paso whom should we see on guard at the International Bridge but Judson Poundstone, Virgil Smith, and Raymond Moreland, all of them carrying enough guns to whip Mexico by themselves. We were disappointed at not getting to speak to them, but nevertheless we were glad, even, to see our old classmates once more. My four fellow travelers bade me a speedy trip and good-bye, as they jauntily swung off down the station platform towards town. A resultant bunch, I remarked to myself as I returned to my chair in the observation-car. I sat in a stupor watching the ties of the track gliding from beneath the rear of the car, when I was suddenly aware of someone occupying the chair opposite mine, and, looking up, saw Dorothea Hicks. She told me she was living in Alamogordo, New Mexico, and was just returning from El Paso. After a few moments of conversation I learned she was conducting a dancing school for cowboys and getting rich at it, with the aid of a former Monticello girl. I then asked her if she know where any of our old classmates were, and this was her reply: “Joe Reading is the owner of an aviation school in Alamogordo and is working on a motor that will be better than any known to the world’s motor circles today. He is leaving for Englewood, Kansas, in an aeroplane tomorrow, anyway, that is what I heard.” The time rolled swiftly by and we reached Alamogordo at nine o’clock that night. I left Dorothea immediately and started out in search of Joe. At nine-thirty I found him and when he learned of my trip, offered to take me as far as Englewood in an aeroplane the following morning at daybreak. We left accordingly, and flew all day, making but one stop for oil and petrol at Matlock, Texas. At three o’clock in the afternoon we reached Englewood. Joe was taking a student back to his school on the following day, but he failed to mention his name until I started to leave. Then he told me it was Harry Kelley, who was preparing for the aerial mail service. That evening as I left Joe I made my way towards the stockyards to loaf in some buyer’s office until morning. As I was walking along I came to a well-fitted office which looked warm, so I walked into the lobby, b it no one was there. At the rear of the lobby was a frosted glass door with this name on it in bold letters: “J. S. Daugherty, Mgr.” I rapped on the door and waited. Presently it was opened and there stood the same old Joe, now a typical stockman. He had a black, evil-smelling cigar tilted skyward in one corner of his mouth and a pencil over his right ear. Joe was more than glad to see me, as he was in trouble. He wanted to ship a trainload of stock to Kansas City, Kansas, and could find no one to go with his crew of men, so he hired me for the trip. As we sat and talked he told me that he and Edith Fristoe were married the week before in Denver. In the course of our conversation I learned that Lowell Bowen was a banker in Englewood, and Irene Gregory had chosen him as her ideal of a model husband. For an hour we sat and exchanged news. He then found me a place to spend the night, and departed. I lay for some time thinking of the old class, back in ’24. Suddenly I knew nothing more until Joe called me at three o’clock the next morning. Page Twenty-six H E r 0 ll I 24 19 I partook of a hasty breakfast and was soon rolling eastward, toward the rising sun, with Joe’s trainload of stock in my charge. For two and a half days we lumbered across the rolling prairie and finally reached our destination, where I speedily took leave of the stock train and turned towards the yards. I had not been walking more than ten minutes when 1 was arrested for vagrancy and sent to Ft. Leavenworth to work out my fine there on a prison road gang. The moment I was shoved through the door of the warden’s office my hopes soared skyward, for there at the desk sat Russell Seitz in all the dignity of a Chinese idol. Again my story was repeated and Seitz was glad to see me, for he was very lonesome there in Leavenworth. He told me “Rusty” Bodamer was the owner of thirty threshing machine outfits in Kansas, and a three-hundred-acre farm near Topeka. During my short visit 1 learned the Wall sisters were running a large poultry farm near Topeka. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him watching me very closely. Presently he spoke: “Well, son, how do you like being a prisoner?” “Fine,” 1 replied. “Yes, but you won’t win that wager sitting there. I am going to ship you East. Whereupon he arose and went into another room. He was gone for some time before he returned, and when he did this is what he said: “Parker is an engineer on the Wabash from Kansas City to Decatur.” He then handed me a letter and said: “Now, Hash, give this letter to Parker and tell him that I sent you.” He then turned and called a chauffeur, who drove a beautiful maroon-colored speedster up to the door, and gave him orders to connect with Forty-Four at Kansas City. This the driver did in a very short time. Parker was surprised when I handed him the letter, and so was I. He was so weak he could scarcely drive the engine. I did not notice the fireman with his dirty face until he called me by name. It was Joe Voightritter, the lvesdale boy. Once more I went over my story and from then on Parker did the talking. It was apparent that he was nervous and broken, and his speech was filled with pathos as he enumerated the following in short, jerky sentences: “Bernadine Tabaka, poor girl! married a good-for-nothing man, and he left her. She is at home with her folks now. Ralph Oiler is conducting an agricultural school near Lincoln, Nebraska. Mary Manny and Bernice Tabaka have a swell little cottage in a secluded village somewhere in the Swiss Alps. Here he refused to talk for several miles, smoking cigarettes furiously all the while. This was followed by another pause. Presently he went on, fists clenched: “Mary Kerns and Katherine Lash are living in Indianapolis, close to Hazel Hadden, who is a dressmaker there. Katherine Driskill went back to Tennessee to write stories of southern scenes.” this followed by another pause. I sat and watched him closely as he started to speak again. “Leona Arnold is living in Detroit, working at the Durant motor plant. Opal Durst, Vivian Hoyt, Nellie Burnett, Ruby Doren, and Ethel Dobson have a beauty parlor in Cleveland, and are making a fortune. Someone said they owned a fine home and five large sedans, a Cadillac, Pierce-Arrow, Emperor Special, Peerless, and an imported machine. “Ida Cannon is engaged to a young man from Boston Tech, fine fellow with plenty of money; he is also a writer of some ability. Hazel Dobson Page Twenty-seven 19 B E T O H I 24 is married and lives on a farm near Milmine. Wayne Bauman is in Chicago, at the head of a large lumber concern—owns it, I guess—as well as one in Seattle, Washington. Lelah Moreland acquired a ‘cool million’ when her husband died. She is living in Tampa now on a small plantation of her own, raising pet alligators for the winter touiists. Edna Shepherd is teaching in Boston. Ruchiel Murphy has a school of music in Richmond, Virginia, and with the aid of Ina Stuart is making a success.” Another brief silence followed, as he leaned out of the cab window to stare at the wheels of the engine as it lurched forward through the night. Once more he started to speak: “Amma Harrel has a position as salesmanager in a large department store—in New Orleans, I think. Someone told me just the other day, but I have forgotten now. Carlton Smith is president of Princeton, as everyone predicted he would be. Leo Hanna is president of the Citizens National Bank at Rochester, Minnesota, and is contemplating marriage to a rich young widow of that city.” Our ride together was now drawing to a close, and he was silent again as we rushed through the small village of Boody, Illinois, in the early morning at a speed of ninety miles an hour. I shuddered to think what it would mean to poor Parker if he should kill someone with his “steel pet,” a name he had given his engine. After a cold and nerve-racking run he brought the engine to a standstill, set the brakes and turned to me. “Hash, I will have to give up my job,” and he swooned. With the help of Joe I took him to his room, where he revived long enough to eat a scanty supper. Then he fell into a deep sleep. The following morning his spirits were higher, and he talked of going to New Mexico for his health. I then suggested Alamogordo, and told him of Dorothea Hicks who was running a dancing school there with the aid of the Monticello girl, Beatrice Levin. With a jump he boarded the engine and set it in rapid motion, shouting, “I’m off for New Mexico!” I stood watching him speeding out towards the land of eternal sun, until he was lost from sight. 1 turned my footsteps to the East once more, walking down the Wabash tracks. When about a mile out of town I saw an aeroplane in a nearby field. The plane held but one man, so I went over, and to my surprise found it was Jack Thompson. I repeated my experiences to him. He said he was just leaving for New York and wanted an extra passenger, so I was again flying towards my goal. We left almost immediately, and were three days making the trip, as we stopped several times along the way. When we reached New York he told me he was a broker and lawyer at odd times. I was making preparations to leave one day and he asked me what I was going to do, whereupon I told him I was leaving. He then made me the following proposition: “I will pay your expenses to Los Angeles if you will investigate some oil lands I have out there.” I accepted his offer readily. On the morning of July the Fourth, I reached Los Angeles, and the boys were surprised to see me walk in and demand my ten thousand dollars for making the hike in the time allotted. Without any questions, the chairman of the committee handed me a check for the full amount— and 1 awoke. Harshbarger. Page Twenty-eight R E T O H I 24 19 CLASS WILL We, the Class of ’24, realizing that our days are numbered, and being of sane mind and memory, do hereby make and publish this last Will and Testament, hereby revoking all other wills by us made, to be executed immediately after our graduation. We, the Class of ’24, do will and bequeath to our dear Faculty our great gratitude and thankfulness for the service rendered throughout the years of our trials and troubles. We, the Class of ’24, do will and bequeath to the Junior class the honor of adopting the name that we are leaving behind us, providing they can prove themselves worthy of it. We, the Class of ’24, do will and bequeath to the Sophomore class our wonderful knowledge and ability to solve all problems as we have heretofore displayed in times of direst need. We, the Class of ’24, do will and bequeath to the little Freshies our good will, good luck, and our ability to bluff. We, the undersigned, feeling it our duty to good old B.T.H.S. to leave with those that are still to remain here, such qualities that have helped us to climb the steep hill of success. We hereby set forth in these few lines that which will be of everlasting helpfulness and value to those who are to follow in our footsteps. I, Don Matthews, do will and bequeath to Lew Wilkinson all my future dates with Marguerite Cannon. I, Lowell Bowen, do will and bequeath to Claude Walker my shy and winning ways. I, Ida Cannon, do will and bequeath to Ruth Taylor my unfailing success to slip out at night (with Brown). I, Hazel Dobson, do will and bequeath to Ruth Seitz my beautiful, long curly locks. I, Leona Arnold, do will and bequeath to Ruth Stoerger my unprepared lessons on account of late hours. I, Orval England, do will and bequeath to Dallas Hill my ever-flowing witty speeches. I, Dorothea Hicks, do will and bequeath to Mabel Shonkwilcr my little wedding ring. I, Jack Barnett, do will and bequeath to Armand Richard my slow and easy manner in which I always get around. I, Irene Gregory, do will and bequeath to Mary Henebry my perfectly good American History, slightly used. I, Bernice Tabaka, do will and bequeath to Irene Trent my book of “How to Become Slim.” I, Wayne Body, do will and bequeath to John Glynn my receipt for “Perfect Love-making.” Page Twenty-nine 19 n k r o h i I, Ina Stuart, do will and bequeath to Josephine McGrath my book of rules—“How to Capture a Nice Man.” I, Carleton Smith, do will and bequeath to James Nally my little red wagon to carry his books home in. We, Helen and Hilda Wall, do will and bequeath to Marguerite Cannon the great knack of acquiring A. I, Ethel Dobson, do will and bequeath to Ellen Nolan my little dictionary on “Perfect Excuses.” I, Mary Manny, do will and bequeath to Lucile McPherson a few of my unfilled “dates.” I, Harry Kelly, do will and bequeath to Arthur Ball my hearty appetite and my nerve. I, Edna Shepherd, do will and bequeath to Guynell Creel my stenographic knowledge. I, Bernice White, do will and bequeath to all my unfailing success to skip classes. I, Lelah Moreland, do will and bequeath to Thelma Priestley my perfectly good temper. I, Ruchiel Murphy, do will and bequeath to Irene Trent a part of my height. I, Bernadine Tabaka, do will and bequeath to Florence Dunn my past dates with Selby Clark. I, Joe Daugherty, do will and bequeath to Clarence Marlow my shy and graceful manner. We, Katherine Lash and Mary Kerns, do will and bequeath to anyone who should desire it, our diary that we are jointly keeping. I, Hazel Hadden, do will and bequeath to Helen Fisher my book on “Beauty Culture,” which gives new ideas of how to fix a spit curl. 1, Everett VanVleet, do will and bequeath to Claude Walker my bashfulness. I, Glenn Smith, do will and bequeath to Selby Clark my non-interest in the feminine line. I, Russell Bodamer, do will and bequeath to John Glynn my wonderful ability to catch a girl, in my “tin lizzie.” I, Wayne Bauman, do will and bequeath to Armand Richard my interest in Roses. I, Mary Wilkinson, do will and bequeath to Florence Dunn my ear puirs, guaranteed not to fall off. I, Elton Harshbarger, do will and bequeath to Clarence Marlow my unlimited knowledge of all things in general (physics, mostly). I, Ruby Doren, do will and bequeath to Ellen Nolan my methods of cultivating (boy) friends. Page Thirty li E T () 24 19 I, Edith Fristoe, do will and bequeath to Guynell Creel my Atwood class ling. I, Nellie Burnett, leave to Aimee Brandenburg my demureness. I, Vivian Hoyt, bequeath my heart-breaking blue eyes to Lucile McPherson. I, Jack Thompson, my evenings with Helen to Lew, as he won’t have to go so far from home. 1, Anna Harrell, leave my stately walk to Lucile McPherson. I, Judson Poundstone, will and bequeath my slow and easy manner of doing things to Blanche Longbons. I, Donald Pitts, leave my love for Browning to Mike Cannon. I, John South, bequeath my sleeping sickness to Harold Murphy. I, Vance Parker, leave my enthusiasm and ability to yell at basketball games to Dallas Hill. I, Joe Reading, leave my winsome smile to Dallas Hill. I, Kathryn Driskill, bequeath my mechanic to anyone. I, Joseph Voightritter, would willingly part with some of my long name if any fair lady will receive it. I, Russell Seitz, do hereby will and bequeath my position on the football team to Selby Clark to be used in defeating Monticello. I. Virgil Smith, do will and bequeath some of my height to Mabel Shonkwiler to be used when she is a senior. I, Opal Durst, leave to Mary Henebry my rouge and lipstick. I, Raymond Moreland, bequeath to Troy Philips my excuses from school. I, Ralph Oiler, bequeath to James Nally my interest in Longbons. I, Marguerite Malkus, do hereby bequeath to Helen Fisher my flirting abilities. In Witness Whereof, We, the Seniors, have hereunto set our hand and seal this 18th day of March A.D., Nineteen Hundred and Twenty-four. Page TIlirty-onc B E T O H 1 Page Tflirty-tico 19 B E T O H I 24 JUNIORS. Page Thirty-three B E T O H I JUNIORS Top Row (left to right) : Miss Bancroft (Adviser), Blanche Longhorns, Ruth Stocrger, Mary Henebry, John Glynn, Florence Dunn, Armand Richard (Vice President), Thelma Priestley. Middle Row: Selby Clark. Mablc Shonkwiler. Helen Fisher, Ruth Taylor, Guynell Creel, Aimee Brandenburg, Josephine McGrath, Ruth Seitz. Bottom Row: Claude Walker. Irene Trent. Dallas Hill (Treasurer-Secretary), Marguerite Cannon, Lew Wilkinson (President). Frances Rose, Harold Murphy. Rucile McPherson. Clarence Marlow. Members of class not shown: IUIen Nolan and Francis O’Brien V Page Thirty-four B E T O H I 24 19 JUNIOR CLASS HISTORY Twenty-eight pupils who had completed the work of the grades in the previous spring entered their new career as students of the Bement Township High School in the fall of 1921. Since we had always been told of the frightful experiences of the freshman class, we entered with a rather timid yet important feeling, and soon proved ourselves worthy of a position among our fellow classmates. After a few days of wandering about and gazing at the upperclassmen, we learned their general attitude and were soon able to adopt their customs, even adding to and bettering them as time and experience taught us higher ideals. We elected the following officers: Selby Clark—President Carleton Smith—Secretary-Treasurer Miss Tinkham—Class Adviser After the summer vacation we assumed the responsibilites of the sophomore class, and soon began to find our place in school life. Ruth Stoerger and Ellen Nolan joined us, but several dropped out. Lew Wilkinson served as president, Dallas Hill as secretary and treasurer, and Miss Barker as class adviser. During that year we attained our goal of intellectual supremacy—the highest average, the most A’s, and the fewest “flunks.” Our class went into business selling candy at football and basketball games, and in this way we earned some money which has been of use to us in the past year. Most of us completed the course in those dear old Latin and geometry classes and were not at all sorry that this pait of our work was finished. As juniors, our candy business, our social activities, and our high standard of scholarship have been maintained as always before. Two new members have been added to our class, Aimee Brandenburg and Blanche Longbons. With the same officers as before and under the direction of Miss Bancroft, we have redoubled our efforts to make B.T.H.S. proud of the Class of ’25. Page Thirty-five B E T O H I Page Thirty-seven It E T O H I SOPHOMORES Top How (left to right) • Vincent Flavin, Troy Phillips, Glenn Fairbanks, John Boftus (Vice President), James Nally, Nate Smith, and Brown Byerline. Second Row: William Davies, Ralph Sheppard, William Glynn. Carroll Soper. Florence Beuschke (President), Doris Wiggins, Helen ('ole, Anna Barker (Class Adviser), and Homer Mikeworth. Third Row: Raymond Sanders, Erskine Boyd, Elizabeth Dobson, Ruby Sparks, Ruby Brandenburg, Howard Hill. Vivian Reading. Carl Oyier, Fourth Row : Phyllis Tabaka. Mary Tabaka, Mabel Simonton, Martha Davies. Ella Jones. Ruth Priskill, Billie Conlin, Mamie Wall, Hois Fr.stoe Fifth Row: Blovd Jones. Ruth llarshbarger, Clarence Jones. Bola Swick. Eldo Pope. Bernice Shonkwiler. Michael Cannon, Thelma Senteney. Glen Durbin, and Beulah Fay Page Thirt y-eigh t 19 n k r o ii i 24 SOPHOMORE CLASS HISTORY In the year 1922 a regiment composed of forty pupils began its four yeai's’ march through high school. The freshman class chose Miss Duncan and Mr. Appling as its leaders. It also elected John Loftus President, Florence Leuschke Vice President, and Mary Tabaka Secretary and Treasurer. Under the supervision of these notable leaders we all expected to have a prosperous year. Our first battles were fought in Algebra and English but we soon became accustomed to our quarters and the work grew somewhat easier. Eldo Pope, George Silvers, Harold Webb, and Nate Smith from the freshman ranks secured positions on the Bement eleven. Several of our soldiers tried out for basketball but did not pass the examination. Our regiment for the sophomore year was made up of forty-four members, but our ranks were broken by Fern Peck, Charles Curry, Mabel Simonton, and Nate Smith who deserted us to join other camps. With Miss Barker as Captain, Florence Leuschke as President, John Loftus as Vice President, Doris Wiggins as Secretary, and Glenn Fairbanks as Treasurer, we started on our campaign. We also elected Glen Durbin editor, Marshall Pope Assistant Business Editor, Erskine Boyd Assistant Editor-in-Chief, Lola Swick Society Editor, and Brown Byerline Sport Editor for the annual and newspaper. Our first attack was made in football, where Eldo Pope, Nate Smith, Marshall Pope, Raymond Sanders, Raymond McCabe, Carroll Soper, and Brown Byerline enlisted. Eldo Pope and Nate Smith secured positions of high rank. In our next battle the boys and girls both participated. The girls’ team, composed of Doris Wiggins, Vivian Reading, Helen Cole, Lillie Conlin, and Florence Leuschke as captain, secured second place in the high school basketball tournament. Eldo Pope and Brown Byerline were successful in making the basketball team, where they fought several courageous battles. So far the sophomore class has successfully withstood the attacks of school life; therefore we are looking forward to a prosperous junior year. Page Thirty-nine 19 B E T O H I TYPEWRITING TEAM 24 The future students of this school may look with pride upon the records made by the commercial department during the past two years. Bement entered the typing and stenographic contests; County, District and State. In each of these there was a mass test, given all the pupils in each school. The schools entering the State Contest were divided into two groups; those having forty or more pupils in typing and those with less than forty. Bement fell in the latter class and won the silver loving cup, having a higher average than any other school in this class; the average of all students being 50.78 words per minute. Bement was in full force with representatves at Normal for the State meet and tied for fourteenth place with Peoria, having a total of twenty-three points. We were very much handicapped, having to use beginning students in advanced team contests; this, however, will not be the case this year, and our prospects for 1924 look very encouraging. In the Piatt county stenographic and typewriting contest held in the Monticello Community High School Saturday, the teams from Bement High School made nearly a clean sweep of the prizes, taking all of the loving cups, of which there were eight, and ten out of the twelve pins to be awarded. The other two pins went to Monticello school. It was the teams from Bement that recently went to Decatur and easily won all honors in the contests staged there. W. C. Maxwell is the commercial instructor in the Bement High School. The Bement school also won the Mass Typing Test. Many of the results of this contest were better than those made in the State Contest last year. Miss Mary Parker of the Decatur High School was contest manager. Page Forty 19 B E T O H I 24 Page Forty-one 2SU� ilB 13«Sr B E T 0 H I 24 19 FRESHMEN Top Row (loft to right) : Homer Daugherty. Ward Alexander, Stanley Rodman, Esther Day (Class Adviser), Arthur Ball, Clarence Minor, Francis McCabe. Second Row: Ethel Hadden, Myrtle Kirkland. Pauline Morgan, Florence Clodfelter, Ruth Grennan, Helen Shonkwiler, Mildred Selle. Third Row: Jeanette Piggott, Letnen Mikewortli, Mildred Ruddock. Miriam Harrell, Reulah Minor, Ella Hill, Zola Wempen. Fourth Row: Grace Daugherty, Everett Ernst, Rose Loudenback. Donald Medaris, Sylvia Curry, Lyle Campbell, Iola Creel, Joe Curry, Nina Webb. Page Forty-two 19 B E T O H I 24 FRESHMAN CLASS HISTORY After the eighth grade commencement our Ship of Education was dry-docked for a thorough going over. Only a few things remained unchanged. In the autumn, under cur new name, The Freshman Class of the B.T.H.S., we put to sea with the following officers: Florence Clodfelter—President Myrtle Kirkland—Vice President Francis McCabe—Secretary Lyle Campbell—Treasurer Miss Esther Day—Captain With these officers and a crew of twenty-three, we set out to sea with very high hopes and ambitions for a successful voyage. The journey was hard and full of dangers such as “flunking out,” and the rocky shoals seemed almost sure to be disastrous despite tne cooperation of our teachers in helping us to solve almost unsolvable problems, and in making clear all the difficult translations. But all things, no matter how bitter, have an end, and we came into harbor at the end of the first semester examinations well over. Our ship again put out to sea. But this time we found smoother waters, for our crew was more experienced, and was working toward a common goal— Sophomorism. Stanley Bodman. Page Forty-three 19 H E T O II I 24 OUR JANITOR JOHN KIRKLAND A most friendly character to all those who have attended B. T. H. S. An efficient employee of the School Board. We all feel that John and B. T. H. S. belong together for we are quite sure that the latter would be “lost” without him and we hope that John feels the same about B. T. II. S. The staff expresses its appreciation of the fine work John is doing and in so doing feels that it is the mouthpiece of the student body. Page Forty-four 19 B E T 0 H I Page Forty-five B E T O H I FOOTBALL SOUAD Top Row: Homer Daugherty, Carrol Soper, Jack Thompson, Selby Clark (L), Brown Byerline, Mr. James Norsworthy (Coach), Alike Cannon. Stanley Hodman. Everett VanVleet (L.), Wayne Body (jl), Claude Walker, John Glynn, Raymond Sanders. Bottom Row: Glenn Smith (L). Walter Stout (JL). Eldo Dope (I,). Russel Seitz L), Joe Daugherty (ID, Don Mathews L), Nate Smith (L). Vance Parker E). Jack Barnett (L), Joe Reading (L), Russel Bodamer (L). Wayne Bauman ( L) not pictured. Noth—(L) after player’s name indicates a letter man. Page Forty-six