Berrien Springs High School - Canoe Yearbook (Berrien Springs, MI)

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 7 CD CD CD C CDCJ L THE 7 CJO Z7CDO C Marguerite Moyer “Mug A winning way, a friendly smile In all, a girl who is real worth while. ’ Literary Society '18, ’19, '20, '21; Hot Lunch Club '19, '20; Treasurer of Hot Lunch Club '20; High School Chorus '18; Girls' Glee Club '20, '21; Junior Comedy '20; Senior Play '21; Social Editor of Annual Staff ‘21; Vice Pres, of Class ’21; Athletic Society 20. Marvel Schriver “Schriv It’s nice to be natural, when you are naturally nice. Literary Society ’18, ’19, 20, ’21; High School Chorus ’18; Girls’ Glee Club 19, 20, ’21; Athletic Association ’20, ’21; Girls' Basket Ball Team '20, '21; Societas Latina 19; Secretary and Treasurer of Class '18; Secretary '20, 21; Junior Comedy'20; Senior Play '21; Joke Editor of Annual Staff. Leah Rockey “Hap” “Laugh and the world laughs with you.” Literary Society '18. '19, '20, '21; Athletic Association '20; Hot Lunch Club '19; Vice President 20; Junior Comedy '20; Senior Play 21; Asst Business Manager of Annual Staff. ■AsU—

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CO I •T £ crmqe. Barrett Slight “Slats” He tried to grow with all his might. That’s why he reached such wondrous height.' Literary Society ’18, '19, '20; High School Chorus 18, 19; Boys’ Glee Club '20, 21; Hot Lunch Club ’ 18; Athlet e Association '18, '19, '20, '21; Basket Ball 1st team '19, '20, ‘21. Florence Wetzel “Flince” Pretty to talk with, nice to talk with, pleasant to think about. Literary Society ‘18, '19, '20, '21; Hot Lunch Club 19; Societas Latina '19; Girls’ Basket Ball Team '20; Junior Comedy '20; Athletic Association '20, Senior Play '21; Editor-in-Chiel of Annual Staff '21; Debating Team '21. Ruth Ewalt “Toby” Give her time and with her might. She will prove that black is white. Literary Society '18, '19, '20; Junior Comedy '20; Senior Play '21; Literary Editor Annual Staff; Girls' Chorus '18, '19, '20; Glee Club'21; Senior Toast at Literary Banquet '21; Societas Latina '20; Debating Team '21; Athletic Association '21.

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CRMOE SENIOR CLASS HISTORY It was a lazy September day, when a troop of about thirty-six of us shuttled timidly into the high school assembly room. When the Sophomore boys generously decided to throw aside the old custom of free hair cuts and various other antics akin to hazing, we Freshmen certainly felt that a blessing had been bestowed upon us. This emboldened Charles Cessna to entertain the class at his home at the Shaker Farm. The party was in progress when the Sophomore boys came around to initiate us, but our brave Freshman boys scared them away. A little later in the year two of our classmates, James King and Charles Cessna joined the colors. As an expression of our patriotism our class gave two large Hags to the school. The crowning of this eventful year was the annual high school picnic, the “Freshies” and Sophs” entertaining the Juniors and Seniors. We out did ourselves to such a great extent that it took us all summer to recuperate from our fatigue. Then came the second year of our existence. That year was marked by a tturry of parties which left us all with very severe cases of bouillon on the brain and chocolate dyspepsia. One party in particular which left a vivid impression in our memory was the Valentine party, A la Man. The Junior and Senior girls entertaining the Freshman and Sophomore girls. As there were no boys invited our upper classmates acted as very suitable substitutes, each one escorting a Freshman or Soph-more girl. Another one was the party given us by the Freshmen. They had built a big fire and we roasted marshmallows and weenies. Several of the boys had cars and we all went to St. Joe to the movies. The year had been an unusually busy one so we all settled down to constant plugging until the close of the year. All scrambled a little more boldly than had been our custom, clear up Dean’s hill for a party, after which we all slid laughingly into our Junior year. By the time we were Juniors our number had dwindled down to twenty. Wilbert Fischer, the class cartoonist, had left school setting out on a checkered career. Julia Miars and Guy Barnhart had gone to Niles to school. At the end of the year the class had decreased to the unlucky number of thirteen. We gave our Junior Hop and oh, sad end! The night the hop was I ODOOODQ OOO = 0000 8