Boswell High School - Echoes Yearbook (Boswell, IN)

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Senior Class History As in 1849, when the pioneers started the famed gold rush to the West, so it was in 1930 when our class began our respective gold rush. Our gold differed from that of the forty-niners , however. Our gold was the diploma after twelve years of alternating work and play. It was with 'eager hearts and shining eyes that the future illustrious graduating class of 1942 stumbled over their baby feet into the first grade covered wagon. The teamster was Miss Elva Lamb, and the trials and tribulaticns which she patiently bore are too multifarious to mention. Out of this :lass of cute kiddies thirteen were destined to be in that class of thirty-two seniors of 1942. These were- Robart Carlile James Coffelt Dirk Cooper Keith Dimmich Shirley Eldridge Norman Graves Verncn Johnson Ollavene Jones Bill Lawson Ruth McDonald Meredith Rathbun Cornelia Walter Frances Walters These sweet little tots, having no idea of the rules of a covered wagon train, learned a ereat deal in thcse first few months, not only from their kind leader, Miss Lamb, but also from the more experienced and toughensd pioneers of the second grade covered wagon. In respect to our actions our motto during this year was Always be in the wrong place at the right time. The next year found us child prodiges in the second grade covered wagon telling all we knew, which we soon learned wasn't much, to our teamster, Miss Thelma Rice. We were gradually becoming big kids, and did we strut! Elsie Barrett, with her dimples and curly blonde hair, joined us this year. Our mottosoon became Do nothing unless you haf to. tlf we could only forget it.j The days rushed by, and 'it wasn't long until the teamster of the third covered wagon, Miss Margaret Silvers, was welcoming us under the canvas. A stray pioneer, Joan Yochem, delayed in the Lafayette wagon train, became our friend and an erstwhile gold- seeker with us. Murel Reeves and Ruby Hefrick also joined our group. We enerffetically e-ntered upon the multiplication tables, and for social life we played hilarious baseball under our teamster's supervision. With the help of our teamster, we all wrote letters to Ruth McDonald, who was sojourning in this hospital during the removal of a naughty ap- pend'x. Our motto in regard to the multiplication tables appeared, Learn 'em and Leave 'emi' Our fourth grade Covered wagon was def'nitely a new experience. At least, we were allowed to play on the other side cf the walk. The time was made shorter as our days became spiced with contesis given us by our teamster, Miss Nora Graves. We paszed through the fifth grade covered wagon with whoops and hollers. We learned several sad things, though, that somewhat darkened our otherwise bright days. 'Ihese were in connection with Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny. Our jovial teamster wa' Mrs. Mabel Hall. and in addition to our studies, she taught us how to tell the number of days in a month by counting them off on our knuckles. The sixth grade covered wagon loomed up in front of us almost too soon. It was our last grade covered wagon. The flying days found us jumping the rcpe, playing jacks, writing poems, and filling cur hours with moments of fun. Our teamster, Miss Nelle Rigdon was started gardening on a large scale by the flower seeds we gave her. Lois Shoaf added her name to our growing list of forty-twoers .

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LOIS SHOAF - Private secretary to the Canter Business Firm. Pastimes Her sits on the boss's lap. NORMA SMITH - Model in the Swank Shop in Los Angeles. She specializes in wedding gowns. She hasn't met her match yet, but - - FRANCES WALTERS - Is now celebrating her 16th wedding anniversary with her Albert and their seven younguns. JOAN YOCHEM - Voted the Sweetheart of the Navy in a nation-wide poll. She just can't help mooning when she's alone on Sunday nights. RUTH MCDONALD - The owner of a new factory building non-breakable ankles - Cshe throws the crutch factory out of businessj. CORNELIA WALTER - Music teacher and composer. She wrote that world- loved song Let me call you Filagaduschia-dog tooth . - By Astrologist: GENEVIEVE MORRIS

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Class History tcontinuedb Our dancing feet flew up and down the stairs after we were promoted to the sev- enth grade covered wagon. After a little while we overcame our confusion and learned the names of all our new teamsters. Our exzitement grew, as we were permitted to give a party or two. This was the first of the two Junior High covered wagons. The eighth grade covered wagon found us more grown up than ever. With great reluctance we bade good-bye to our leaf houses and other kid stuff . The annual wein- er roasts hed begun. tMarvin Mounce, deceasedj. FUNNY FRECKLED FRESHMEN On a dark day in September, 1938, we shook down to the gym to be initiated as freshmen. We were entering the fourth covered wagon on the side of our gold. Our fright proved in vain, however, for the initiation was very gentleg and we suffered no more than a few regurgitations. Several new members entered from the hills of Warren county, and southern Benton countyg and our class numbered 49. The loyal ones of these new'uns were Mildred Hogue, Norma Smith, Thelma Redwine, Jim Orr, Ola Peterson, Edgar Dalton, Delmar Nowicki, and Bob Boswell. Mary Agnes Brouillette, and Ervelene Dowling, the flaming duet, also threw in their knapsacks with us. CLASS ORGANIZATION President ........................., Bill Lawson Vice President ....,. Shirley Eldridge Secretary-Treasurer ...... Ivan Brown Sponsor ........... .- Mr. Burnett SILLY SHOCKING SOPHOMORES Our sophomore covered wagon lazked the green tinge that had marked our fresh- man covered wagon. 'Ihe great event of the year was the freshman initiation. Such kids! They were so scared! We settled down and really got to business at the first part of this year. Surprised? CLASS ORGANIZATION President ............ .............. B ill Lawson Vice President ,,,,,..... ...... O llavene Jones Secretary-Treasurer Ivan Brown Sponsor -,--,-,,,,,,, -., Mr. Foster JOLLY JUMPING J UN IORS The non-stop flight of our play hung in a dark cloud over all activities as we push- ed forward in the Junior covered wagon. Our prom succeeded, though: and, regardless of the early time it was over, many parents wondered at the late hours of their little lads and lassies. Two more- gold-seekers, Maxine Lockhart, and Helen Gottschall, tripped into our Junior covered wagon with us. What experiences they had to tell. . .,,. Aw . N Q V' 'i ' r ff: I .. J ' S ke WM 4. ., Z, H., ,. '-