Byron Area High School - By Hi Yearbook (Byron, IL)

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IMIlllimilllllllllllltlllimillllllllllllllllllllllllMHIIMmillllllllllll ....... ..........iMiiiMiininiiiiniiiiiiiMMimiiiiiiiiHiHiInmiiiilnln THE SKAN-A-WONG IIIIIIMMIIIMIMIIIIIIIIIimnillllMIIIMIIIIMIIIIIIIHIMMIMIIIMIMlimi Again we busied ourselves with our work, our music and our athletics. Our braves were especially good in the many hard-fought games, showing much skill and courage. We excelled all the other tribes in our track meet in the spring. In the moon of deep snows of 1926 we gave our long prepared “Miss Somebody Else,” assisted by tribe adviser, Helen Zick. Again our treasure piled up and we had hopes of a water system for the use of all the tribes of Hi-sc-bo-ol, which we had planned in the tribe of Sof-o-mor. In the moon of showers we gave an exceedingly large feast for the tribe beyond us who were preparing to go over the top of the hill. Remem- bering some Dutch people we had seen we decorated the camps in scenes imitating the Dutch. The older squaws of the camp prepared all the food that was necessary and the departing tribe enjoyed the sumptuous feast which we prepared. We were now moving camp into the place which was vacated by the older tribe, at the top of the hill. We assumed the name Se-en-y-or, the oldest and most respected tribe which had dwindled to a band of fourteen, seven squaws and seven braves. Our first labor was to finish our water system. To reap more harvest for our pains we sold sweets and gave a show at the Rose. Later we had a great feast, where the squaws brought baskets of food and the braves battled for them. Our greatest effort was one, not attempted by any tribe for a long time. We planned to make a sort of Chronicle of our events as a tribesmen of the Hi-sc-hol-ol. This annual was named after the river upon which is our home, the Skan-A-Wong, which means, Little River that Runs through the Bluffs.” We can never fully repay chief assistant, Mrs. Wright, for all the aid and kindness she has given us in this work. She has been most resourceful and patient with the inexperienced braves and squaws in such an important undertaking. Her lovely disposition and good will, her perseverance, her teachings in helping us aspire to a higher ideal, shall always make us remem- ber her as a teacher, an adviser and best friend to our class. Now we re preparing to go over the bill. We are nearing the end. We all expect to find happiness in that unknown abyss; nor do we intend to for- get our class-mates and Byron. Harvey Anderson John Jackson. tllllHIIIimilHIIIIIIIHIIItMIIHIIHIHIHIIIIimillllllHIIIIIIIIIHIIMIIIHIIIIIIIIMIIimilllllllllHHIMIIIIIIIIII ........................ mm............mnmmiii............... page twenty-one

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mmmmimimmmmimmimmmmmmmmmmmiimmm mmmmmmM The Wanderings of the Tribe of ’28 In the moon of golden fruit of the year 1924, the tribe of Fr-es-hman, meaning beginners, numbering forty, including nineteen squaws and twenty- one braves, entered a new land called Hi-sc-ho-ol, ruled by the chief Ach-vi- Ly-n. Upon learning that in this land an individual tribe must have its leaders, the tribe held council and selected as chief, Jack Calvert; vice chief, Harry Woods; chronicler, Roy Etnyre; and keeper of the-treasures. Ruth Miller. Because the chief Ach vi-Lyn and his assistants could not ru'e our tribe as a whole, we were compelled to divide into two sections of twenty each. We were allowed to live in our own part of the hunting grounds, but had to be guarded over by an assistant squaw, Edna Le Card. Being jovial and full of fun she participated in several of our feasts and pow-wows. A few of our stalwart braves were allowed to participate in the races and games of all the tribes under the leadership of Pi ja-Yoe. It seems that all the tribes moved each year. There was a fruitful hill in this country and those living nearest the top were the most victorious and resourceful. When the summit was reached, according to Indian legend, these tribes one by one went over the top into a world of doubt and labor. It was considered an honor to move over this hill, so our tribe strove to near the top. Thus in the next year of 1925 we moved all our belongings to the camp next to us and were compelled to change our name to the Sof o mor tribe. Our number was limited in the year since many of our members wandered off alone, in hopes of finding a shorter way to the other side of the hill while some had not been strong enough tribesmen to continue the journey with us. A new tribe of Fr-es-hmen moved into our old camp so we gave a feast for them that they might be encouraged on the way. Being an ambitious tribe we began to make plans to reap harvest for our coming interests. We gave several sales of sweets made by the hands of our own squaws. W e also gave a show. After much labor we succeeded in presenting our play, “The Empty House,” supervised by squaw Agnes Franz, now our tribe adviser. Most of our braves were now participating with enthusiasm in the athletics directed by Chief Reginald Queen. The squaws entered their sec- ond year of singing in the Glee Club of Miss Franz while some tried to beat their tom-toms in the band and orchestra of squaw Helen Zick. In the year of 1926 we again moved camp. Wre were now just beginning the last half of the ascent of the hill. As we climbed higher and higher the way became more difficult and disasters presented themselves more often. IHIIIIIIIIIMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIHIIIMIIHIIimmillMIIIIIMIIIMIIHIIIMIIMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMIIIHIIIMIIMIIIIHinill 1 9 2 M MIMJlltlllMIMIIIIMIIIIII l||||l|ll|||||lll|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||t||||||||||||||||||,||||||||,|||||||||||||| •ini......mm........min............ pa ?e twenty

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rp VV G •H... ii mu uni iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin i ii iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiaiiitai.............. Senior Class—Tail and Detail Name. Known As Favorite Expression Favorite Pastime Liable To Be: Harvey Anderson “Gunny” Silent Studyin’. Professor Jack Calvert “Jack” “Well, I don’t care” Calling in the west end of town. President of U. S. Maybelle Chapman “Mibs” “I’ll bet ya!” Speaking her mind. A fanner’s wife. Wilbur Cooper “Coop” “Down! Down!” Flirting. 350 pounds. Wilma Crickette “Sarah” “Who’s your best looking friend and why am I?” Being serious Old maid. Ivan Crull “Ike” “Aw-w” (living out gum. Disappointed in love. Louise Davis “Dave” “Ain’t im Sweet?” Playing the constant reminder. Jilted Irene DeVries “Rene” Darn it! Giggling. Modest Roy Etnyre “Etnyre” “You would!” Combing his hair Movie hero. Paul Greene “Horncy” “Hey, Coop!” Staying after school. Electrician? Edna Hess “Aunt Emmy” “Say, big boy, who do ya think vou’re pushing” Swimming. Mrs. Jack. John Jackson “Slim” “I wouldn’t be so in- efficient.” Arguin’. Debater? Katheryn McConnell “K. J ” “AW, Please tell me! Please.” Doing the unusual. Lion tamer. Lois Zellers “Les” “Pa.” Running over help- less dogs. 3rd side of a triangle. Senior Class Songs Harvey Anderson.....................“Calm as the Night” Jack Calvert..........................“Sweet Someone” May belle Chapman...........“Thanks for the BUGGY Ride” ilbur Cooper................“Nobody loves a Fat boy” Wilma Crickette.....................“Down on the farm” Ivan Crull...........“Oh, what a pal was Sary (Mary)” Louise Davis...........“I wish you were jealous of me” Irene De ries...............“Drifting and Dreaming” Roy Etnyre.........................“I ain’t got nobody” Paul Greene.........................“Sweet Adel(ine)” Edna Hess.............................“How many times?” John Jackson.....................“Me and my shadow” Katheryn McConnell......................“Oh! Harold!” Lois Zellers...........................“Will ya, huh?” ...........................................................................Mill.......Illlllllllll......I.......I......I.....Illlllll 11111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111 1 9 2 .................................... llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllt.....ItMII........Illlllll.......IIIIIIIIIH......Illlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll page twenty-two