Butler High School - Tropaeum Yearbook (Butler, IN)

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LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT We, the class of 1922 being of sound mind and disposing memory do here- by make, declare and publish this our last Will and Testament. I. To the Juniors we bequeath: a. Our “pep , lofty ideals and infinite knowledge of everything wmrth knowing. b. The privilege of reaching our exalted state, if you are able. c. Our dear High School teachers, who love us so well (?). d. Our dignified and noble attitude. e. Our gum chewing ability. f. The privilege of sitting on the south side of the room. II. To the Sophomores we bequeath : i a. Our sincere congratulations. You have risen from a lowly rank and are one step nearer being a proud “I know everything, don’t tell me nothing” Senior. III. To the Freshmen we bequeath: a. Our heartfelt sympathy. IV. To the teacher we bequeath, (special item) : a. To Miss R. Ross, we bequeath a few lessons in Phonics. b. Mr. Nord, a class that can answer his civics exams questions. c. To Miss E. Ross, a class to whom she may teach Transcendentalism and Euphuism, whatever they are. d. To Miss Shirley, a servant to carry out the Domestic Science garbage can. e. To Mr. Hawbaker, other meek, studious, humble, docile, sweet, obedient, law-abiding science classes,—such as ours (?). f. To Miss Gares, a trumpet to be used for keeping assembly periods. g. To Mr. Forney, our good thoughts. V. Special items. We bequeath to the following persons: a. Sal’s gracefulness and big feet to Huber Knisely. b. Louise Brown’s ability to bluff to Lillian Hiatt. c. Naomi Lawson’s shy and retiring attitude to Dorothy Snyder. d. Gerald Anthony’s speed to Lester Casebere. e. Earl Mullett’s accident insurance policy to Estel Kester. f. Clark Platt’s stature to Harold Lawson. g. Hennrietta Packer’s mirror to the Haverstock twins. In Witness Whereof we have subscribed our name and affixed our seal this day, in the year of Our Lord, One Thousand Nine Hundred and Twenty-two. The Senior Class of 1922.

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th|o cast was Elenora Kuss. Both now famous for the voices which always charmed us. The scene rapidly changed to California, a moving picture studio. The di- rector, a tall slender woman, was talking to the star, in spite of the grease paint we recognized Lorna Johnson, and the director was none other than Ruth Eak- right. On the set was another familiar figure, who proved to be Rebah Woods. L “You’re next, Bessie,’’ Rebah said as she faded from view, and we saw her as a happy wife and mother in a town in Pennsylvania. Her husband was not in sight, but we judged him to be a school-teacher. “Now all of our futures but your has been revealed, Brownie” Sal said, but my crystal is too faithful a servant to reveal that, so- Our future gazing was ended, and we resumed our other pastimes, but in our minds, remained the sight we had seen, and a vague wondering if—but who knows—“Tell me Little Gypsy What the Future Holds For Us.” Louise Brown. '•St-

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