Casey High School - Flame Yearbook (Casey, IL)

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SENIOR CLASS WILL We. the Seniors of the class of 1929. being of fairly sound mind and in better health than could really be expected, do hereby publish our last will and testament, hoping that these bequests will be gratefully accepted. To the Junior Class we leave the ability to appear dignified and important. To the Sophomores all our inclination to be romantic. To the Freshies all second-hand chewing gum adhering to door facings, window sills, etc. To Harland Pfister, I, Burdell Downey, leave my overgrown Wellington pipe, together with a strap to support it, and a pair of goggles so that the smoke will keep away from his eyes. To Martha McFarling, I. Paul, alias “Fat Foraker,” leave my extreme rotundity, and my football ability to Donald Lippincott, hoping that he will make more use of it than I, Foraker, did. To Max Lamb, I, Vic. Edwards, will my incessant and perpetual smile. I, Harris Hitt will my stentorian voice to Elmer Littlejohn and Rilly Richardson, to be divided equally among them. To Wayne Dixon, I, Robert Yanaway, leave my graceful and sophisticated yawn. To the hero in the Junior Class Play, I, Raymond Kimberlin, leave my emphatic dramatic talent in sentimental roles. I, Merl Burdett, leave my ability to extract music from a saxaphone to Naomi Queen. I, Dorothy Timmons, leave my masculinity to Nora Louise Emrich. I, Willard Bowles, will my charmingly becoming mustache to Abe Lacey. I, Ruby Myers, leave my adequate supply of cosmetics to “Blackie” Ross. I, Medford Etnire, leave my successful system and beautiful form of basketball playing to Ernest Wright. We, Harris Hitt, Max Tripplehorn and George Anderson, Punkin Center Gazette Staff, bequeath our periodical to the highest bidders reserving the right to buy it back at any time, up to and including February 31, 1947. I, Mary Collins, leave my saintliness to Audrey Carper. I. Florence Davis, do bequeath my swan like grace to Pauline Fitzpatrick. I, Robert Carr, leave my brilliant history recitations to Robert Wright. I, Robert Gossett, leave the smoothest corridors to any underclassman who has an ambition to become a first class skater in order that by constant skating in the hallways a great degree of proficiency may be attained. I, Tkey Sutherland, leave my amusing chuckle to Donald Knierim. I, Thomas La Doit Kelly, bequeath my false upper teeth to that brilliant example of flaming youth. Verlin Orndorff. I, Helen Shadley. will my romantic disposition to Beulah Queen. I, Georgie Myers, leave my A1 Jolson smile, to Leah Deverick. I, Leland Stiff leave my general usefulness (or uselessness) to anyone who can be cajoled into accepting it. I, Olaf Logue, leave the brilliant cardinal hue of my hair to Wilson Hensiek, hoping that he will not use it to attract girls as I have done. I, Doris Rhue, leave my unusual tendency to get all bothered, to Marjorie Fancher. 26 -

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Medford Etnire is official cranker of the few Fords still in existence. Cranking is almost a lost art. He has, as his assistant, David Brown, who always longing to be an aviator, is now known as the “Midnight Air Male.’’ Dr. Max Tripplehorn has found an easy method of making money. He has his wife, formerly Hazel Cummings, to plant banana skins in front of his office. When someone falls, he rushes out, fixes up the victim, and collects his fee. Lawrence Sanders has finally succeeded Dale Phillipi as street musician of Casey. He sings, dances, and in general furnishes amusement. Helen Huddlestun, divorced wife of the Reverend Leland Stiff, is now a great musician, residing in Rose Hill, Illinois. She has achieved considerable fame as composer of the “Bubbles Song” from “Lux.” Paderewski is said to have remarked on hearing her play a violin, “that is the best trombone music I have ever heard.” Harold Sutherland went crazy last week when he ate a sponge cake made by his wife, formerly Helen Shadley. It seems she made the cake with both sponges. He is now in Delbert Kelly’s Private Sanitarium, trying to recover. Doris Rue is now world famous as the inventor of a new rain, wind and kiss proof Combination Face and Gun Powder. It is also excellent as pancake flour. Lester Partlow was killed almost immediately the other day, while going at the enormous speed of 80 miles in four hours. His wife, once known as Helen Evans, is rather mangled, but is expected to recover, providing she doesn’t die. Mearl Trimble, famous Chicago butcher, is also having his little mishaps. The other day Burdell Downey, Editor of the Vevay Park Herald, jealous because of Trimble’s attentions to Marie House, widow of Raymond Kimberlin, caught Mearl in the garden and shot him three times in the strawberry patch. Vernie Rhoads has achieved his life long ambition to be a baseball player. He is pitcher for the Boston Red Sox and wallops about two homers a day. In the 1942 world series between the Red Soxs and Phillies, he pitched a no-run, no-hit game and hit seven home runs himself. Murriel Phillips and Esther Bell are traveling with Ringling Brothers’ circus as the Siamese twins. Mary Cochonour died of a broken heart 7 years ago when Pies Wilson left her and married Vera Edwards. Evelyn Shimel is now a lady doctor, and perhaps owing to the cheerful color of her hair, has more patients than any other doctor in Casey. Maxine Wattlesworth has founded a School of Physical Development at Hazel Dell. Russell Williamson and his wife, once known as Dorothea Wright, run a dairy farm near Casey. Arlene Delp is now doing a song and dance act with the Favorite Stock Company. The fire died down; the dark haired hobo looked intently at his companion, especially at the dirty ears. “Say,” he said suddenly, “ain’t your name Yanaway?” The other looked, then recognition dawned in his eyes. “Yes,” he exclaimed, “and by hokey you’re my old Jew pal. Jerk Hitt!” As they went on down the railroad the next day, they saw an old hermit coming down the track picking up coal along the railroad and both shouted. “Hurrah, it’s George Anderson picking up coal and Chesterfield snipes.” -25 -

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CLASS HISTORY In September, 1925, eighty-one ambitious Freshmen enrolled in Casey High School (names sent on request). After a few weeks spent getting used to an altogether new type of schooling for most of us, we elected the following class officers: President, Mary Abraham; vice-president, Florence Davis; secretary and treasurer, Mary Collins. Our advisors were Miss Gladys Brown and Mr. Fletcher. Of course we could not become bona fide students until we were initiated. In this we proved very entertaining to our “superiors.” Near the close of the year the Seniors gave a stunt show and we showed the upperclassmen that we were to be reckoned with and carried off the second prize. During this year we had a benefit show. At the end of the year we entertained the Juniors to an “all-day” trip to Twin Lakes Park, Paris, Illinois. In the fall of 1926 we returned as Sophomores. Our class roll was slightly less and we had only sixty-eight members enrolled. At our first class meeting we elected the following officers: President, Merl Burdett; Vice-president, Harris Hitt; secretary and treasurer, Robert Yanaway. The same advisors of the year before were retained. During this year we had charge of a stand and put on several “movies,” the receipts of which were used on the Junior-Senior banquet the following year. In the Junior year we retained the officers of the previous year who were: President, Merl Burdett; vice-president, Harris Hitt; secretary and treasurer, Robert Yanaway. The Juniors used several ingenuous methods to derive legal tender including selling score-cards at all tournaments and putting on a class play, “A Busy Honeymoon,” which was a “grand” success. The Freshmen got a chance to show their most pleasant company manners when they entertained us to a picnic at “The Rocks” in Charleston. Last, came the Junior-Senior banquet which was the first of its kind in the new ervmnasium. Ask anyone present if it was a success or not. This year about the same number of students enlisted for the final year oi their high school duties. They elected for their officers: President, Harris Hitt; vice-president, Olaf Logue; and secretary and treasurer, Mary Collins. The class voted to issue a yearbook and they have been working hard to make this yearbook a success. We hate to think of leaving this place where we have “labored” for four years for we will be leaving many friends and pleasant thoughts behind us. - 2 -