Berne French Township High School - Our Yesterdays Yearbook (Berne, IN)

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Senior Class History In the fall of 1915. twenty-one verdant Freshmen entered the mathematics room. During the year two class members. Florence Smitley and Howard Gilliom left us. In the beginning of the year the Seniors deemed it advisable to initiate us into.the mysteries of school life, and by doing so. established us as an essential addition to the Kerne high. Early in the year we elected Frank Kuntz. president; Lester Schug. vice-president; and Frank Miller, treasurer of our class. These three leaders pulled us through the entire year with very little difficulty. We left the school after nine months' of hard work with a fair addition to our knowledge. The next fall we entered as Sophomores. We considered ourselves a very important part of the school since we were no longer Freshmen, and we were allowed to meet the rest of the school in the assembly room. During the year. Lester Schug and Palmer Wittwer left, and Howard Liechtv entered in the beginning of the year. The class purchased its purpie and gold pennants during the Sophomore year. After our second vacation, we entered the school t» get the third volume of our collection o! knowledge. Two new members joined us, Edna Kraun. who stayed out of school a year because of sickness, and Helen Nickel, who had spent a year at her home in Canada, after the death of her father. Near the end of the term John Schindler left the class and a little later, Frank Miller enlisted in the army. We entered our Senior year with a final determination to uphold our record. Raleigh Sipe did not return to school, but we again received two new members. Keulah Kuyer and Florence Rohrer. The fourth vear was a year of hard work, since we had to make up several weeks lost, because of the “flu. In the early part of the year we bought our class rings and pins. ()n Triday evening. May 9. we delivered our class play. “The Spell of the Image. It was a definite success, as our four years' of high school have been. 11

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Senior Class Prophecy I had studied far into the night. At length I threw down my books and sat idly watching the fire cast its shadows upon the opposite wainscoting. As I gazed, the shadows became more and more realistic; in terror I watched one of them step from the wall and advance toward me. “Fear me not, it said, “for I come to give you a glimpse of the future of the class of 1919. I now perceived myself to be moving through space; far in the distance 1 already noticed a bright red glow. But as we drew nearer it took the form of a red brick building. We landed before it and with joy. 1 noticed. “Berne Schools, the letters studded with diamonds, which sparkled brightly against the fiery bricks. “Do not tarry here. said the spirit, “before you lies the gateway to the future. From there I was conducted by the spirit up a winding stairway to a small, square office. Before me sat a man who represented Father rime and was clothed in a dark mantle. But his habit of rubbing and smoothing his head, where brown hair had once been, disclosed his identity. It was with joy that I recognized him as our dear, old superintendent. After a few words or greeting, he asked. “Whose future do you wish to know ?' “The future of the class of 1919, 1 answered. lie arose and conducted me into a large rectangular room, filled with chairs. Leading me down a long, narrow aisle, he seated me near the front. Upon looking around. I observed myself to be a silent. spectator. Before me was a white screen and. as I watched, a scene appeared before me—a large up-to-date farm. Working in a nearby field, 1 recognized the form of Victor Bagiev, now one of Indiana's scientific farmers. As I watched the screen, the neighboring farm of Howard Liechty met my gaze. 'The most peculiar thing about this farm impressed itself on my mind—that he persisted in keeping rail fences in memory of his old school days. Xext a large western ranch was shown. In the distance, riding tow aid me at terrific speed. I recognized Beulah Buyer. Xow having become a real western cow-girl, it seemed as though she was riding to acquire credits that she had never attained in Id Berne high. Xext the scene changed, and before me appeared the second largest city in the United States. s the suburbs passed by in review, i saw one especially beautiful home. What impressed me most was its attractive “homely appearance. As I locked, a young lady stepped rut. and. as she approached. I finally recognized her as Ruth Rohrer. who was now the wife of a very prosperous mechanic in C hicago. Another larger, more stately, brown stone mansion. I recognized as the widely pictured home of C hicago's most popular actress. Fsther Binz. 13