Caney Valley High School - Kane Kan Yearbook (Caney, KS)

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ai! -l- e Kane Kan '27 , Senior Class Prophecy August 25 1926 Dear Class President of 27: No doubt you will think it strange to hear from me but I have hau such an unusual and interesting time on my way here to enroll in Columbia University I thought you would like to hear about it. One of our old friends Mary Lambdin accompanied me to Kansas City where she was married, I wen with her to the matrimonial agency and whom should be the agent but Ruth Smith. We all expected Ruth to be an old maid school teacher but she said she was happily married to our dear teacher Carl Swenson. Mary asked where she could find a good preacher and Ruth said I suppose you remember Everett Conklin? He is a Holiness preacher so Mary was united in Holy matrimony Mary and her husband went shopping with mej while we were in the Emery Bird Thayer store 1 was waiting for my clfange I noticed the lady next to me buy- ing a very pretty dress. I asked the clerk the price and when she looked up it was Clew 'Iruskett. She had been working there for three years. I'he floor-walker was Verle Jones. He had gone to Kansas City to enter as an orderly but had changed his mind. After a long visit and congratulations to Mary I went to the Beauty Parlor for a shampoo and marcel. When I entered the barber shop I saw two dark complexioned ladies. One was tall and the other medium size, They both watched me very closely and when I got into the barber chair I looked at the barber and then let out one hilarious yell. Why, it's Mary Jane Nolan! Then We all recognized each other and the other barber was Bethel Moyer. Now maybe you think we didn't have a good time. The barber shopple and beauty parlor were combined and Mary Jane said for me to wait just a minute. She went into the beauty parlor and when she came back she had Marion Prall with her., She was the beauty operator. I hardly knew who she was with her curls done up. And Ellis, she doesn't even know where Toad is. Mary Jane told me there was a traveling troupe in town from Kansas University Lyceum course and asked me to go with them. I was delighted to go be- cause you know some of the kids of '27 went to 'K, U. So, Mary Jane, Bethel and I went to the show. When they handed us a program it was an all Senior '27 cast. Say, I'll bet the owner of the theatre felt like putting us out, whxen we read this. The cast was: The Ardent Lover-Glen Barrett, The Rival-Charlie Burnsg The Pretty Girl-Inez Hendricksong The Mother-Coleen Rardon, and the Father-Jack Pocock. All played their parts splendidly, As soon as the play was over we went up to congratulate them. After a long visit, I went to the hotel for the night. The next morning I left on the 10:47 for Chicago. I had to change trains at a small town named Woodsburg. I had an hour between trains so I went to a res- taurant, While I was waiting for my order a tall slender man entered. There were several men following him calling him Governor-. I could hear very little of their conversation but from what I did hear I knew the tall man was governor and founder of Woodsburg and he was laying plans for some streets. By this time I had my crder and the waitress who brought it was none other than Opal Baker. She is still the sweet, charming girl working to go to Chicago to Art School. I asked her who the governor was and guess who it was! Your old friend Skeeter Woods, I called him to my table and made myself known. He asked all about you and your business, and I told him that Mr. Jessen couldn't get along without you. He asked if you were married and when I told him he was very glad because he said he knew that Bessie Hamilton would make a good wife. Homer said he had a surprise for me and in about five minutes two men walked in and I readily recognized John Kamps and George Glatfelder. John works in the ditch and George is street manager. Since my time was limited I could not visit as long as I wanted to, it was almost time for my train so I went to my station. I had safely boarded the train and enjoyed the works of nature when my eyes glanced upon a stately locking conductor. He stopped by my seat and said, Well, well, how is Caney? I looked up half dazed that a conductor would stop and talk to me. I had to ask him who he was. He laughed and said, Why I am 'Wamp' Sircoulombf' Surprised, amazed, and most any adjective meaning the same couldn't describe my emotion. He told me that the brakeman on the train was George Kirby. Naturally I had to go and visit with Kirby awhile. He was certainly overjoyed to see me as Vaughn was the only Senior '27 he had seen since '29. o I. , . 9 9 1 9 A. IJ xc 1 1 11 1 . u - n 1 1 9 D r v Q li.. ' Twefntydeven t 9

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'v1'5P t , Q, . iii? Y Kane Kim '27 l D Senior Class History We, the Seniors of '27 who are about to depart from dear old C. H. S. must think back over the joys and sorrows which has too quickly sped during the four years we spent within its protecting walls. On a glorious day in September a noisy bunch of Freshmen, eighty-five in num- ber, entered High School. Indeed we were a Comedy of Errors, and were teased and taunted by the stone hearted upper-classmen, During this year Fred Benson was our president, Fritz, as he was popularly called. We ranked high in athletics, giving five boys to the Football squad and three to the Basketball squad. We were also represented in the Music department and Dramatic department. On Hobo Day the first and third prizes were awarded to two members of our class. Then at Christ- mas time we gathered about the Christmas tree where Santa Claus came bringing presents and good cheer. Thus the Freshmen year ended with visions of the things to learn and good times to come during the ensuing year, Next in order we were Sophomores with Harvey as our president and, if you'll believe it, he was a wise old chief who ruled with an iron hand. Our class had now decreased to sixty-five members. This year, much to our delight, we won the Nakenak Contest and went to see Caney wallop Oswego. Another year came and we were on the next round of the ladder. During this year Ellis Stallard, better known as Eli was our president. At this time the Juniors had to entertain the student body with a chapel program and what a great thing we did, When the curtain was raised, movie actresses from Hollywood and other cities entertained. This chapel was said to be the hit of the season. Then came the most terrible deed this class ever done. Each Senior was led to a ghost's den and enter- tained for the evening. Another event which happened in this successful year was the Circus and box supper which really showed how much pep and enthusiasm there was in the class. On April the sixteenth thx- Juniors, Seniors, faculty and school board met in the High School gymnasium where a bountiful banquet was spread, And was it not this evening that the Junior president so timidly made a ring of flowers and placed upon the finger of the Senior President? The Class felt that they would enjoy a picnic together so food lof all kinds was prepared and on trucks we set out for Havana Lake. The main feature of the evening was a tin cup offered as a prize for the best fish story told. Then the class journeyed back to town in the rain. Thus the Jolly Juniors bid farewell to old Caney High School for the year 11925-265 with a membership of fifty-one. In September we assembled again for the purpose of increasing our knowledge. Eli is our president again and we have among us many new members, The Juniors entertained us with a Spooky Hallowe'en party which the Seniors greatly enjoyed. Our class is again represented on the Football and Basketball teams. The chapel which was an impersonation of the teachers, was a great success. As the .school year is nearing its close, perhaps if this laconic history has not given a very vivid account of the years of time well spent, it has at least given to its readers an inkling as to the working order of the class. Now as we leave this school forever we are confident that we have a better future before us because of the knowledge and experience we have obtained from our Alma Mater and each student will dream of the sweet and peaceful times which hap- pened during the years 1924-'25-'26-'27, Weeping may endure for a night but joy cometh in the morning. R. R. K. . 0 - - I Twenty-six i l-i D

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' W -11s 1gllqll!sisP1 ! j f . wpwg- on lj-- I Kane Kun '27 M'-i B I was off the train for dinner next day and stopped at Marshall's Cafe. You remember Johnny Marshall's folks used to run a restaurant at home so I felt sure that Johnny and Celia West owned this one. When I went in I was tickled to death to see Celia seated behind the cash register. After a long visit the train bell sounded giving me the signal to break up the gossip society and I told my dear friend Celia goodby. My next stop was Chicago. I went directly to a hotel to get my room. The next morning when I went downstairs for my breakfast I noticed a man in the telephone booth who looked familiar. When he came out and leaned over for his traveling bags, I remembered that Bumo Baker had once sprained his knee playing football for C. H. S. and from the way this man leaned over I knew it was he. We Went to breakfast and Harold told me all about himself, I-Ie was travelng salesman for Swift Premium Company and was on his way home. His wife was formerly Thelma Foltz. They had two children and were getting along nicely. Harold also told me that Lucille Allen and Leon Wetmore were marriedg they lived next door to them. Leon was a soda squirt. He makes ten dollars a week so you can figure for yourself how they manage. When I was walking down the street a few hours later I met a well dressed young lady with a poodle-dog in her arms. I heard a lady nearby say, Miss Barrington to her and it made me wonder if it could be Treva. You know that I am not bashful so I went up to her and she knew me immediately. She owns an art shop there and two of her employees are Christine Baker and Waneta Fields, I went with her to the shop to see them and Waneta told me that she was engaged to Zack Chamberlain. I didn't have to ask her what he was doing for I heard some music below the .window. When I looked out there was Zack with a hand-organ and monkey serenading his love. He told me that they expected to be married in two hours and asked me to attend the Wedding. I thought this would be lots of fun so Christine and I were flower girls. Say weren't we pretty walking down the church aisle! After it was over we went to the Alagonquin Hotel for dinner. Whewl We were thrilled to death. Zack was paged and the page was Louis Fields. We couldn't talk to him long because the Boss was very strict. He said his wife, Mary Henderson was head matron on the second floor. We went up to see her. I then went to my room for the night. The next morning Treva took me to the Mercy Hospital. She said that she had a surprise for me. When we went to the office to ask if we might visit, the stenographer asked if I still talked as much as I did in History. I turned and the person who spoke was Opal Watson. She said that she would call one of the girls who had just graduated as a nurse. Of course this was all planned by Treva and Opal but I did not know it. The nurse was Alta Mae Moody. We talked over old times, all about our class meetings, our banquet and everything. I left the hospital feeling quite well toward the old world. As we were walking down the street! we heard a woman saying something very loud. There were a lot of people standing around so we pushed our way through the crowd to the front. When we got there Margaret Muir was selling pills, and Reo Kirkbride was singing to draw a crowd. There was a red-haired man standing nearby watching very attentively. We asked Reo if she knew who he was and she said, Sure, he is my husband. Don't you remember him. It's Verney Wallar. That was one of the greatest surprises I had. I thought surely he would be mayor of some big town. I then left for Buffalo. I didn't have anything to do in the evening so I went to an opera. When the lady was singing I thought it was Anna Blade, and the accompanist was Lucille Stevens. After the performance I wanted to make sure that I was right, so I went back-stage. I met a man and asked if I might speak with the singer, He called her and it sure enough was Anna. The man whom I had asked was George Banks. I went to talk with him and Lucille came out. I left Buffalo on the afternoon train for here. I got here about 10 o'clock yes- terday morning, I just couldn't keep this news any longer, I knew you would want to hear all about it. I hope that this finds you and Bessie well and happy and you enjoy your work with Mr. Jessen. Write soon and tell me all about the old home town and C. H. S. I have to enroll tomorrow, then my work begins. Are Mr, Popkins and Mr. Matthews still there? I suppose they are either taking names or collecting typewriting dues. I must close and do my work. Your friend, ' Julia Hughes. 6 -i---1 l Twenty-eight i w-- + D