Bradford High School - Resume Yearbook (Bradford, OH)

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 AiUttre tn tljr ilumora To you Juniors we must give our final advice, for you have been under our rule for the last three years and cannot get along without it. You have been good children for these years and your motto has been “obedience” (for you had to). You have always been good and meek as lambs and we honor you for it. As you go on through life you will look to this and thank us many times over on bended knee. Remember, we all love you, and whenever you wish to know anything, ask us, and we will tell you willingly. We have always been kind and loving to you as a parent to an only child. Therefore we give you this parting advice. (1) . When you have been absent or late to school never forget to have your little slip of paper (excuse) in your pocket. (2) . Give strict attention in all your classes for you know we all did. (3) . Never write on the desks. (4) . When you are told to do something, do not argue but be obedient as you always have done for us. (5) . And for your dear little sakes do not allow a pony to carry you to any of your classes, for they will always be kicking. (6) . The girls of the Senior Class advise the girls of the Junior Class to take Civics instead of Agriculture. (7) . Always keep your typewriting dues paid up. (8) . Do not make fun of the Freshies, but help them on their path as we have always helped you. (9) . Do not chew gum. (10) . Do not throw fine paper on the floor; when you get older you will know why. (11) . Do not go to sleep in your classes for you will get a zero. (12) . On Monday mornings show the teachers you have good lessons, even if you have been up late the night before. (13) . Never whisper except when the teacher’s back in turned. (14) . Encourage all athletic sports. (15) . Do not loiter in the halls during intermission. (16) . Always honor the colors of the Bradford High. We have spent many sleepless nights and much valuable time in writing your advice. We, as ysur superiors, think that you should consider this in deep, thoughtful meditation. Also that, as you have always looked to us for everything, we feel that it will be unsafe and very dangerous for you to attempt anything alone, so we ordain that you shall forever and ever be under our rule. We will guide and help you through the life’s rugged paths. Come to us and we will always cheer you with a smile. Let us give you one more command before we leave you. Promise to follow us and make your annual a success and we will swear by our success that you will be rewarded many times. Page Twenty-seven

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 We sailed the following day on that monstrous greyhound of the Atlantic. As I was standing along the starboard rail one day the kindly faced captain came walking by. His face seemed familiar and in a moment I recognized him as Emmet Myers. He invited me to the cabin and we had a good chat. He said the business manager of the company was in his stateroom next door and that it was Charles Hart. I stared a minute and then remembered the business quality of Charles and that the company could not have gotten a better man. His wife was Helen Deeter and they invited me to visit them at their home in Washington. I told them about the proposed reception and they were glad to know of it and wished to have it in their home. I consented for my part and that seemed to settle it in their minds. I at once mailed cards to the other members of the class and I knew they would be satisfied. When I went to the reception room that night I found that Mildred Erisman and Ruth Hill were entertaining the crowd by music, fancy dances and readings. They were very proficient in their line and were highly paid. They were enthusiastic over the proposed reception and said they wouldn’t miss it for a farm. We landed early the next morning and I hurried to the Embassy headquarters at Washington. I made my report and was leaving when up came Ivor Kepner and his wife Vione Fahnestock. They were in deep trouble. Ivor was Professor of Science at Harvard and had made a patent which had been stolen. He wished some information on how to get it back or how to keep other people from getting the patent. I told him to go with me to the patent office. We went and asked for the person in charge. Presently a very stately lady entered. It was Alice Brant. In these days of equal rights she had been appointed to this important position and I can say it could not have been in better hands. She fixed Kepner up all right. I at once told them of the plans and they agreed to be there. I then left them and went over to the Senate Chamber. When I entered a lady was making a wonderful speech and who could it be but Esther Kiehl. She was elected to the Senate from Ohio and was the Republican leader. The fifteenth broke bright and warm. At six o’clock the guests began arriving and at last we thought they were all here but the butler entered and announced Prof. C. O. Taylor. We were certainly glad to see him and above all learn of his having been awarded the Noble Prize for the knowledge he had given to the world in Social Science. We enjoyed ourselves immensely and many toasts were given but the last one was to the good old Class of “22” of dear old B-H-S. —M. W. Page Twenty-six

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(ttlaaa Will of X' Z We, the Seniors of Bradford High School, being sound of mind and memory (at the present) and mindful of our high responsibilities and superior station in Bradford Hi, we bequeath at this time of our departure, all the personal property which we possess. To our beloved Superintendent, Mr. C. O. Taylor, we leave our gratitude and best wishes for the faithful help he has given to us. And to the rest of the Faculty we bequeath best wishes, and our good will for the inspiration and help to us during our High School career. It is our will that the good looks and excellent dispositions of the entire Class go to the less favored Juniors. I, Ivor Kepner, do hereby bequeath my famous green sweater to Jack Ullery, who is in immediate need of it. I, Ruth Hill, leave my golden hair to Mr. Snyder who will surely need it if he teaches Physics to another class like ours. I, Emmet Myers, bequeath my long hours of patient toil on this annual to next year’s Editor, who I know will appreciate the labor spent on it. I, Chas. Hart, noted for my habit of cigarette smoking, do here-by give it all to Loyd Wilson. THANKS. I, Clyde Warren, leave my Caesar Pony to “Fat” Harper, and sincerely hope that she may ride merrily through the second year of Caesar. The right to walk as though you owned the earth, with your hat on one side of your head or perhaps not on at all, and the right to talk to the teachers in that cool confidential way, is also the property of the Juniors. We leave to the Faculty all cigarettes, cigars, and chewing gum found on the premises. We the Class of ‘22 will all the money in the treasury, and also the debts which we owe, to the wee Juniors. We also will the great reputation which this Annual has gained, and sincerely hope that this great work may be carried on in the future. In witness whereof we have hereunto set our hand and seal this first day of April in the year of our Lord, nineteen hundred and twenty two. The Class ’22. Page Twenty-eight