Bristol High School - Hilltopper Yearbook (Bristol, IN)

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4 U I i SENIOR CLASS HISTCRY On Labor Day, 1924, 24 burly sailors embarked on the sea called Education . We were somewhat green in the ways of the sea but re- solved to make the best of it and profit by our experiences. Four hard, trying years were before us, but, with a determination never before equal- ed, we set out to conquer the waves. In order that the voyage might be as near successful as possible, we selected officers togorder on the boat. Charles Bickel was chosen Captain, Merrill Moore, first mate and Lucre- tia Warner keeper of records. Before many moons we were pretty well accustomed to the sea and braved the first storm very successfully, that of responding to our upperclassmen's reception with a Hallowe'en party in the gymnasium of our good ship. Miss Janke, who was chosen as sponsor for the first three years of our journey, took the helm at that time and steered us out of the difficulty very deftly. With one year's experience on our shoulders, we, the class of '28, as Sophomores were well out at sea with but very few casualities due to sea- sickness, aslwe lost only one or two of our crew. Nature was very kind to us this year. We encountered no adverse winds and had clear sailing all the way. Our officers for this part of ourq voyage were Virginia Lane, Captain, Merrill Moore, first mate, and Ethel Wise, keeper of records. Two years had passed now, and we were upperclassmen. Merrill Moore, having served two terms as first mate was now thought capable of shouldering the responsibilities of the Captain. His ever-ready compan- ion, Elsie Merritt, was selected for the first mate position and Lewis Wiss- ing proved adept at handling the books. This year we were destined to hit an iceberg called Tony the Convict . Proving ourselves ,worthy of the name of Juniors, we staged the play in a splendid manner, winning great fame as actors and actresses. Another great deed performed by us illustrious sailors was that of preparing a banquet in honor of our gradu- ating elders, a banquet which went down in B. H. S. annals as the best ever. , - At last, after three hard years of sailing, we reached the rank of Seniors. We were by this time thoroughly trained in sea-faring and well able to rough the sea in the last and hardest part of our great voyage. As the task of commanding ship was a great one it was again found neces- sary to pick new officers. These were Theodore Hilbish, Captain, Gert- rude Scamehorn, first mate, and Frances Garmon, keeper of records. The obstruction encountered this year was that of publishing an An- nual which would adequately portray the many fine qualities of our crew. However, it proved to be a small matter under the direction of Charles Bickel as Editor and Miss Glendening as Class Sponsor and Critic. On April 18, we landed twenty strong on the shores of Graduation and received our diplomas, which were symbols of our perseverence and determination to accomplish a thing worth while. A Wayne Paul. Page twenty-three

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Y .u,, ll 3 I I -Elma is our student, You'll travel far and wide Before you'll find one worthy To stand by Elma's side. The Lane of our class has a turn- ing To typing, she does score And she's forever working For just one little pin more. At shorthand Herb is very uwise in She never UD laughs, to our sur- prise! The reason for this you'll find ls 'cause she has a serious mind! Teasing and laughing all day long, Keeping classes snappy. If e'er you want a good big laugh Just sit near our friend Happy ! Wayne is a friendly lad With lots of ready cheer, And if you're ever in need of aid He'll help you if he's near. Skeeter is a model pupil fSo all the teachers sayj She can answer the questions, For she studies every day. Per, the mischief of us, Has to take all the exams For, though he knows his lessons, His deportment is a slam. Latest news that has appeared! Merrill Moore has shaved his beard. Wonder if it caused offense To Elsie in happy moments . Frances S. works faithfully All her lessons to master, And she has them better Than some who are faster. Charles, the Editor-in-Chief, Surely knows his biz, We have to hand him the wreath And say, he is a Wiz. 'iDude'f is black-haired and laugh-- ing, You'd never call her shy, And when she isn't chaffing, She must be sick, that's why! Grace is very quiet and shy, She never talks aloud, Her answers are always just right, Of her we're very proud. Elsie, so small and petite, Is considered mighty sweet, And though there's not much of her, Everyone seems to love her. Edna is very studiousg She never makes much noiseg And although she's not timid, She's never seen with the boys. The dreamer, our Emma! She's by modesty fanned. So these lines I donate To her visions so grand. CT. J. GJ The Senior class is an excellent class Though perhaps it's not divine, But I'm content with this Senior class, Because, you see, it's mine. Emma Adams. Page twenty-two

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,wg I v 4 CLASS PRCPHECY When the class of 1928 made its arrangements for the coming Com- mencement, it fell to my lot to assume the role of the prophet. Being not especially endowed with the gifts that make a seer, I Hrst attempted to decline, but my classmates became so insistent that I promised to do the best I could, hoping that some kind fairy would help me out of my trouble. I have never seen the fairy, still, I have had some visions, and I am going to picture to you what I beheld. It was during the end of 1950 when I came to St. Louis. Going down Broadway I was attracted by a magnificent poster announcing to the people of the metropolis that Irene Bloomingdale, the world famous so- prano soloist, would give a concert in the Academy of Music. Across the river, in East St. Louis, Wayne Paul was practising medicine and surgery. I wished to make some inquiries about some former members of the class, but Dr. Paul was too busy to give me much information. After leaving the doctor's luxurious offices I was greeted by a well-dressed lady. How do you do ? she said to me. I looked at her somewhat puzzled. Don't you know your old school friends? she queried. I am Gertrude Scanne- horn and a teacher in the St. Louis Normal School. Our old teacher in history is the principal of the same institution. Of course he is still sin- gle, and 'an unclaimed blessing'. Gertrude seemed to know more than any other person I had met. She also told me that Charles Bickel was playing in a large jazz orchestra in New York. Lucretia Warner was teaching medicine at the University at Edinburgh, Scotland. Merrill Moore was keeping a restaurant, and his Wife, Elsie, had taken upon her- self to furnish stylish headgear for those who wanted something real fine and had the money to pay for it. I also heard that Lyle Kinney had be- come President of the First National Bank at Springfield, Illinois, and that Frances Shamory was clerk in a financial institution at Baton Rouge, Louisiana. Towards the beginning of 1951 business brought me to Louisville, Kentucky. Taking a stroll through the streets of the city I was attracted by a masculine voice trying to render a song. The voice was neither beau- tiful nor sweety it was harsh, and the melody lacked beauty. But the words were grand. I heard them when I attended school at Bristol. One QContinued on page 583 Page twenty-four