Brimfield High School - Spectator Yearbook (Brimfield, IL)

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 -A Beat Caldwell Maher Flnnnigan learned Hlndle Weldner TH E SPECTATOR 1913

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BRIM FIELD HIGH SCHOOL IGaat Hill attb (Ecatauuntt WE, the Seniors of the Brimfield High School, of the town of Brimfield, of the age of four years, and being of sound mind and memory do make, publish and declare this our last will and testament in the manner following: Upon the honorable and deserving Juniors, of whom we are predecessors, we bestow our originality and progressiveness. Also we bequeath to them our colors (which they have stolen) and last, but far from least, our position in High School. To the all unhonorable and undeserving Sophomores, we do bequeath our common sense and the ability to use it. To the Freshmen we bequeath our congenial class spirit and our love of study. Be it remembered by all present that the following do hereby make their last will and testament in manner following: I, Kenneth E. Yoakam, do give and bequeath my superfluous time to Cy Maher—this is an age of specialization. I, Hubert S. Chichester, wish to bestow my politics upon John Dungan, as nearest of kin and my stand in with the girls to Willard Weidner. I, Elsie Elizabeth Cobb, do give and bequeath my adjectives to Wilbert Best and my sarcasm to Willis Kingdom I, Madaline Burt, do here solemnly bequeath my voice to Charlie Caldwell who shows some desire to be a musician. We, Alma M. Dungan and Virginia A. Murdoch, give and bequeath our habits of segregation to Mary Clute and Helen Dungan and our love of a good time to the High School in general. I, Ethel A. Memler, do give and bequeath my love of mischief to Florence Wagner, my ability as a rapid adder to Julia Hindie and my even temper to Miss Ethel Baird. I, Betty Marie Pulsipher, bestow my ability as a runner to Donald Hunt—which ability added to his, may win him a place in the realm of his ambition. I, Earl Maher, wish to bestow my grit on Leland Pacey and my patience upon Charlie Caldwell. I, Ruth Hayes, wish to bequeath my position at the organ stool to Olive Porter and my note books to all belated pleasure seekers. 15

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B R I M PI ELD HIGH SCHOOL Shr Junior (Hlass OFFICERS President..................................Holland Learned Vice President.................................Julia Hindle Sec. and Treasurer..........................Mary Finnegan Junior fjjifitunj “Some men were born for great things, Some men were born for small, Some ’tis not recorded Why they were born at all.” IN the year one thousand nine hundred and ten a class of six entered the High School at Brimfield. It is quite possible that ‘green but growing' might have been an appropriate motto for them about that time. Julia Hindle, Florence Harker, Mary Finnegan, Charlie Caldwell. Holland Learned and Clarence Maher were the members of the class. It will be remembered that early in her Freshman year Julia attracted the attention of the boys considerably and we are glad to say, still retains the charm. Floss was with us only a short time, but gained the reputation of being ready at all times to take part in all sorts of fun. Mary, the girl with the golden hair, hails from Jubilee, and is accustomed to climbing in high altitudes. Charlie has gained praise for his ability in running and high jumping. At present he is a member of the Bachelor's Club and many of the girls are sorry that Chuck has found other interests to draw his attention. Holland Learned, better known as “Spider, is the path-maker of the school with his number twelves. We had hoped that he would bring home honors from Princeville in as a mile runner, but all in vain for in his third lap he grew weary and stopped for a rest and a drink. Clarence Maher, known as Cy or “Sigh. is an artist by trade and nature, besides being a born poet. His blank looks on being asked a question, are only to be accounted for by a glance into his tablet. It is probable that while the question was being asked, Cy was drawing an airship. In the month of May, 11)11, Willard Weidner came to school— hailing from Douglas—and applied for admission to the Freshman class. Dutchy excelled in nothing but winking at the girls, but on that score he was never wanting. At the beginning of the term, 1911, Wilbert Best, joined our happy circle. “Mac, I am sorry to say, is not the superlative of good, as his name seems to imply. W. W., Class ’14 17