Berlin Heights High School - Echo Yearbook (Berlin Heights, OH)

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THE ERIE ECHO 13 IOHN SlTll,lNG 'l'hei' that govern most make least noise. MARY NlClil2l.S A winged Heart adds feather to the heel. Anti nukes the henrer .1 winged fklerettrvf' MARY XVII l,lAMS 'l'rtte goodness is like the glow-wuriu in this. thnt it shines must when no eves except those of heaven Are upon it. JOHN XX'l2ll,N.-'NU Once to every m.tn .ind nation comes the moment to tleeitle, ln the strife of 'l'ruth with l5.ilsel'ioml. for the good or evil sialef lRVlN Ol ll,lilklrkCl'll:R 'llnppv nm l: frtuu enre free. Xk'hy ,tren't they .ill euntentetl like me, ' l3l,ANCHl2 l.Al3lNl2 'l'hey serve God well. ' XVhu serve His creatures. lllFl.l2N BURKE . Beauty, like wit. to judges should he sliown1 Both .ire most valued where they are most known. lfl.l,SXVOR'l'H Ml2'l'Zl,lTR The greatest Truths .ire the simplest: so ire the grentest men. AMY SAYl.l2S A cheerful temper ioinetl with innocence, makes lwenuty .HIIJC tive, knowledge delightful .ind wit Q.1OULl-l'l.1llll'CLl.'l lQl,lZABlI'l'l'l MYERS Disguise our bondage as we will 'Tis woman, woman rules us still.

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ll THE ERIE ECHO Milan The Maroon and Gray Milan YOUTH Olaf the joy Ot' young Ideas painted on the mind. In the warm glowing coltmurs lfnnev spread-.. On Subjects not yet known. when .ill is new. And all is lovelvf' lQl.l,llN BAR'IiOXX'fPresident Minh admit me of thy crew. To live with her and live with thee In unreproved plensures free. VAUGHN Mll,l,IlR-Vice President Persuasive speech and mnre persuxisive sighs. Silence that spoke and eloquence of evesf' MlIRI.li MASONfSCCfCI.1fl' and Treasurer The rising! hlushes, which her cheek der spread, Are opening roses in the lilies hed, l.UClCI.lI lTll.KlNS Yet graceful ease and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults it helles had faults to hide. l XVAI ,TER WHCOX ' XX'l1.1t is heqoming is Honest. .ind wh.itei'er is llonest inu,i then 3 fore he heemningf' ' DONALD THAYIZR A little nonsense now and then, ls relished hs' the hest of men. MABEI, LOCKXVOOD Gentle of speech. henitieient of mind. I CLEOTA SCHNELI. Humility. that low sweet rnnt. i h From which all heavenly virtues shoot, Y CARI. HISSONG i 1 There is an hour in each Mans life Appointed 1 To make his happiness. if then he seize it.

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I4 THE ERIE ECHO Class Flower: Red Tea Rose. I was seated one summer day. in the year of 1938, by the banks of a little country stream. idly throwing pebbles into the clear blue water, when suddenly. directly in front of me a tiny creature clad in bright green made his appearance. Tripping lightly to my side, he winked knowingly, and stretching himself on tip- toe he whispered in my ear. I've got quite a bit of inside dope on the activities of your old classmates who graduated in 1928. Care to know anything about them? I was all interest at once, and immedi- ately responded that I would go anywhere or do anything to see what had become of my High School chums. The tiny fay nodded, well satisfied, and beckoning me to follow. he slid into the clear water. I hesitated only a moment, and then shut- ting both my eyes I did likewise. It seemed an eternity before I recalled any other sensations for the next thing I re- member I was emerging from the water, and discovering myself standing beside my small guide in a meadow green with the gifts of spring. No word was spoken between us, but I obediently followed him to the door of a low grey structure. He rang the bell and then disappeared. My heart rose to my mouth and stayed there, for I had no idea where I was or who would greet me. The door swung open and cut short my reflections. I raised my eyes and saw a trim. young woman, neatly dressed in a nurse's uniform. I looked a second time and with a start of pleasure recognized Merle Mason. She led me to a quiet little room where we had a splen- did visit. It seems that although Merle is happily married, she is still running a small hospital for poor children: she also said that her husband comes out for week- ends, as he gets so tired of the hustle and bustle of the city. While we were talking a slim, very stunningly dressed young wom- an put in her appearance. After two or three good looks I discovered that she was no stranger but another former classmate, Helen Burke. She informed me that she stays with Merle the year around doing nothing more arduous than playing tennis and swimming. Merle added that Helen was a nurse in another guise. She reads to the children, dresses up for them and plays 'Lady Bountiful' in general. . I was loath to leave the pleasant room Class of 1928 Class Motto: Deeds not Dreams. PROPHECY and my newly discovered friends, but I heard a gentle tap at the window and knew that I must go. The fay and I continued our journey in silence for perhaps ten miles, when we halted suddenly before a little brown cot- tage nestled in a curve of the river. Two tanned young men. dressed in khaki breeches and shirts were sunning them- selves on the doorstep. In spite of their prosperous air, I recognized Donald Thay- er and Vaughn Miller. I had a nice little chat with them. They informed me that they had made quite a substantial fortune in the oil business. and after their years of hard work they were enjoying themselves as much as possible. When I politely inquired how long they intended to batch it they both looked rather sheep- ish and exchanged quick glances and re- plied rather vaguely that they didn't know. However they did know a few other things, which I was interested to hear about. On their last trip to New York they had gone to a new and very popular tea room and had discovered the proprie- tresses to be Cleota Schnell and Mabel Lockwood. They said that the girls were doing exceedingly well. Using their slang they also informed me that they had run into good old Walt Wilcox one day. specializing in Agriculture. with the idea of becoming a teacher. Having exhausted their information we journeyed on. and after a short time ar- rived at a beautiful little city. My guide conducted me directly to a new and im- posing High School building. Not know- ing who I was supposed to meet there I wandered around until I heard a familiar voice declare: Really, Amy. that does look like Bill Bartow. I turned around and discovered Amy Sayles and Mary Nickels, staring at me in astonishment. After our greetings were over they told me that they had both been teaching for the past three years and were enjoying it very much. They were also able to add to my store of knowledge. They told me that Ellsworth Metzler had become one of the leading lawyers in the State and that there was talk of his being placed on the Supreme Court bench that coming year. Luck was with us. for in a quiet, shady street of this same city we discov- Class Colors: Scarlet and White. ered three more of my old classmates. It was just getting dusk when my guide left me on the front door-step of a pretty little bungalow. Several small children romped on the porch. and three young women sat quietly talking. I was sur- prised and happy to renew my acquaint- ance with Lucile Filkins. Elizabeth Myers and Blanche Lafene. I told them on what sort of a quest I was and that I still had live members of the Class of '28 to visit. After I had named these live, the three girls exchanged amused glances. and informed me that if I would spend the evening with them, they were pretty sure that they could help me out of my diffi- culty. Not seeing my small companion around anywhere. I accepted the invita- tion. I discovered that we were all con- gregated at Lucile's house. What a sup- per! Those girls certainly could cook, and although I was somewhat embarrassed when the heads of the various house- holds put in their appearance, I soon re- covered an dprepared to enjoy the evening. About 7:00 the door-bell rang and two young men entered. Although they had changed quite a bit, I could still recog- nize Johnny Seiling's smile and Red Ohle- macher's hair. After a few minutes con- versation with them I learned that they were both athletic directors. one at the High School, the other at the Y.M.C.A. Half an hour later two more young men arrived. John Weilnau, however. had a young lady with him. and due to the ring on her left hand. and the happy smile on John's face my suspicions were aroused. Carl Hissong accompanied them. and he proudly informd me that he was fast becoming a first class druggist, as yet he had not a single death to his credit. When the late arrivals had seated them- selves. Lucile turned on the radio. A woman's voice came into the room, a sweet clear voice. and with a smile Lucille said. We have Mary Williams to thank for this, and her statement was verihed a few minutes later by the announcer. Just at the height of the evening's fun I heard the familiar tap. and knew that I must leave. I did so with many regrets and promises of future meetings. The home journey was merely a repe- tition of the former one. and when l finally emerged to the bank of the quiet stream, I was glad to be alone. ancl to live again in memory the happy hours spent with my old classmates.