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

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rage 5 • CL .rr prophecy The Class Prophecy was told by 8 gypsy at a gypsy camp with the aid of a crystal and several diff erent. types of handkerchiefs. AhJ thirty, forty, years henc I see a rich man—a bar.ker--riding in his aeroplane, counting out his money, wearing his diamonds--whose is it? His name? 0 yes, I see now —Bill Skinner. Ah, the dainty lady of society envied and flattered by all, the queen of every gathering, the bell of every ball--Dorothy Smith. How I feel so strong, so brave so bold! A woman on a strong subject—an old maid demonstrating her independence of man. Her name escapes me—wait--oh, yesl It is Ethel VanPatten. A strong breeze and whiff of far, far prairies, a girl of the plains--a pioneer of distant wildness and vastness--riding barebacked over the broad spaces. Viola Jesswein. A school of learning and noble professor before his class. They look at him in reverence of the vast learning he acquired at Berrien Springs High School. Why, what is that they call him as they bow in homage before him? Profess-Jlassmates and at her side lingers or Randall SherburnI Ah, I feel like crying; I must cry—I must this woman’s grief overwhelms me. Surely, it is some lonely widow mourning her husband. Ho, not so. I see nothing like that! ’Tis only a fair bride weeping over the loss of her pet poodle. Who is the bride? Her name was once—what? Loraine Deen. Hear the newsboy running down the street! What does he say? Listen? I catch it now. Extra! Extra! All about the big battle! Americsn forces led to victory by the gallant soldier, hero of the hour—General George Ewalt. How I see an immense Billboard, and what does it sey? A second Melba—greatest opera singer of the day! Frances Harrington. A large building. Why, it is a convent. A fair lady, disappointed in some love affair, has become a nun and devotes her lift to geir.g about doing good to all the world. Her name is lost now for she is called Sister Maria but I see her face, and she was once Lucille Ar.stiss. Two more handkerchiefs, and as fthey seem to clin„ together I take them up at once and see two happy wives tunshix.c end music with- in their walls. I see them exchanging confidences over the fence, os to this or that domestic difficulty, or culinary or maternal triumph, ar.d see how even in their marriage, could never be divided the girls who were so inseparable as Doris McFally and Virginia Palmer. The crystal is misty as with ocean spray--it is growing clearer. Oh! I see a glittering white yacht gliding through the bluest of waters ’neath the bluest of skies. On the ie«k are sected two figures--one r. slender pretty girl in the smartest of costumes—can it be? Yes it is klice Lochinaw, on of the dearest of the hero of her dreams, one would suppose—but can this be he? This pudgy, little man with his head so bald and shining ir. the sunlight? Millions—yes, but such a husband--truly, ’tis a pity. What is next? Ir. the depths of a jungle, a cannibal village—I can see their hideous bodies and distorted faces glisten as they dance in the firelight to the wild music of the tom-toms, and far to the north, advancing with a caravan, I see two white people, husbend and wife, coming on the heroic errand (cont. page 12)

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-Page.-fi CLASP WILL We, the High School Senior Class of 1928 of the Berrien Sprin gs High School, being of sound mind and, we believe, of good judg' ment, do hereby make, execute and publish and declare this to be our last will and testament, in the manner following, and do hereby, b; these present, will individually or collectively, including any and all promises, verbal or otherwise. To Juniors we bequeath the intense school and class spirit so manifest in the present Senior Class. Sophomores may you ever keep the school spirit first in your hearts no matter how good looking the players on the opposing teams may be. To Freshmen we do gratefully leave all relics of these by-gone days, including awkwardness, hard tasks left undone, blunders, imaginary heart rending affairs which come to naught, and best wishes of steady improvements in morals and manners. Dorothy Smith leaves the pleasure of riding to and from school with Ferry Moore to Frances Kayser Virginia Palmer leaves her affectionate ways to Evelyn Night-linger. Randall Sherburn leaves his bold ways to Paul Knight. Bill Skinner leaves his title best looking fellow to Edwin Marsh. Doris McNally leaves her line of talk to Olive Alspaugh. Alice Lochinav; leaves her Ford to her sister Evelyn. Frances Harrington leaves an equally high scholarship to a Junior. Lucille Anstiss leaves her tax: .service to. Richard Jones. Loraine Dean leaves her surplus: energy to Lucille Sill. Howard Ingleright leaves his cultured voice to Merle Brown. Arthur Busse leaves his extra weight to Bob Martin. George Evrlt leaves his advice to bring pencil and paper to English class. Fred Mason leaves his ability as r tenr.is player to Henry Stover. Lela Harper leaves her musicrl talent to Lelard Oatman. Verne Spaulding leaves his ability of writing missives to Mary Pletcher to Darwin Dougan. Ethel VanPatten leaves her office job to Mildred Anstiss. Aldcn Krause leaves his blush to Jim Miller. Viola Jesswein leaves her way of making Mr. Weine blush to Virginia Frank Burke leaves his ability as an electrician to any one who can equal him. To Miss Zimmerman and Mr. Harvey we leave the best of success in coaching. To Mr. Bedinger we leave a new brand of hair tonic. To Miss Graham we leave the best, of success in her cooking department and a perfect wardrobe from her new Domestic Science classes. To !Irs. Allen and Mrs. Crittenden we leave all happiness of married life. To Maribel and Hoppie we leave the right to quarrel. We l ave our hope that Evelyn Kightlinger and Mrs. Crittenden understand each other better. To Mrs. Kcidlinger wo lca-ve the b'-st of success to her typing class in the new building. To Miss Chitwood we leave the best of success in coaching operettas. To Mr. Stev art we leave our heart-felt thanks for all of his ■kind assistance during our school fcont. page 12)

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p ge 10 S’ CLASSMATES TOGETHER Time Together Verse: Together, Together Always together. That's how it used to be. Together, Together Nothing can sever Friendships of high school days. Chorus: We've spent the years together. Such happy years together. Studied and played together. Eut the time has come When we're no longer one. Friends we will be forever Though we are not together. Though classmates apart Wc-'re together at heart, E'en though our school days are over. By Frances Harrington CLASS POEM When the school's last lesson is mastered, And the classes are tested and tried; When the stupidest student has vanished, And the dullest has stepped aside; We shall rest—and, faith, we all need it.' — We shall rest for a moment or two, Till the wonderful School of Experience Shall set us to work anew.' Then those who have gone shall be happy; They shall pass through life's higher grade; They shall face the world's difficult problems With countenance unafraid; They shall pass through each test as they meet it At the sounding of duty's stern call; They shall work every day—when they have to— And never be tired at all.' And only the big world shall praise us, And only the big world shall blame. Though we work for the $oy of winning And climb up the pathway of fame; For each in his separate calling. His separate thought must express, As he follows the gleam as;he sees it To the goal that to him means success By Ethel VcnPatten