Catholic Central High School - Banner Yearbook (Fort Madison, IA)

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IN THE PIC'TURE GALLERY GF CELEBRITIES Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us, Footprints on the sands of timef' Time: A beautiful June day, 1956. Setting: The anteroom of a celebrated picture gallery. The room is fur- nished like an office. At the desk sits a middle-aged, well-dressed man. He glances up now and then with a smile of deep satisfaction, at the door of the of- fice on which appear in bright gold characters, the words: Bernard Krieger, Owner and Manager. In a meditative mood the great collector puffs away at a good Havana. Suddenly his reverie is broken by the appearance of a dis- tinguished looking lady. The following conversation ensues: Visitor: Mr. Krieger, I believe. Is it not? Mr. Krieger: It is. And how can I serve you, Madam? Visitor: Mr. Krieger, I am in a position which requires of me that I travel very extensively, and in the course of my journeys, I have again and again, in fact in nearly every part of the world, heard of your wonderful picture gallery. I have often desired to pay you a visit and see your world famed collection. just now I am chief editor of a new set of encyclopedias called America's Own Great Sons and Daughters. Though I have secured sketches of their lives, achievements, etc., I failed in many cases, to secure a good likeness of them. I was referred to you as to a probable source, since no gallery in the world is as famous as yours. Mr. Krieger: There is something peculiar about these portraits. Their real beauty and worth can only be estimated in the dark. Bright sunlight, so essential in viewing other things, would spoil their intrinsic value. Their real beauty comes from within. Neither are they mere photographs. No, they are a deep psycho- logical study. By a thorough study of the features, I was enabled to foretell their future career, and in every case the boy was father to the man. Behold I- Lady: Why, that's a baby picturel Mr. Krieger: True. but wait. Notice how bright the eye, how set and de- termined the expression of the little O1lC'S face, how firmly the little feet are planted on the chair! Determination, perseverance, 1 can because I will, is the meaning of it all and its answer is success. You are looking at the baby picture of our Senior Class President. You must have heard about him. The whole world knows him. After he left C. C. H. he continued his education, making an intensive study of Engineering. As from High School, so from College he grille uated with high honors. He became world renowned as a mathematical and sci? entific genius, and the greatest Universities of the country vied with each other to possess him as a member of their faculty. Finally he accepted the Deanship of the College of Science in the World's University, and just a few days ago I received a note from him, telling me that he had been honored with the Vice- Presidency of the University. Already during high-school days at C. C. H. he was considered a good teacher by his fellow-classmates, and he is fast becoming re- nowned as the foremost Catholic Educator of the world. . TWENTY-SEVEN -v :gg f . X 5 'it V- wg 1 fs 1' i , 11 14'jf'P 'jf 1 I Ifs - I 4- M if f V.-,, . 'L mag . J., -4- '55 A i

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VVe, the girls of the Senior Class, will to the Junior girls our great honor of always having the last word. VVILLIAM WAGNER. We, the undersigned, do hereby witness this as the final testament and will of the Senior Class of '28, Given at C. C. H. S. GILBERT KESSLER Fort Madison, Iowa, Signed BERNARD KRIEGER This 22d day of March, IQ28. CARL SUPER BLUEBIRD FOR I-IAPPIN ESS THE SENIOR-CLASS BANQUET Happiness, word with which to conjure, little word of deepest meaning! Hap- piness had unlocked for us the portals of our dear C. C. H. Happiness closed for us the portals of our Alma Mater, when on Class Day the little bluebirds of hap- piness greeted us at the Senior Class Banquet. How appropriate! How full of meaning! How portentous of what we would want our lives to he, of what we hoped our future would be. The dear old familiaiflibrary had been converted into a bower where fairies might have loved to dwell. Tender trailing vines covered the delicate lattice-work that lined the walls, and little azure-colored songsters were perched everywhere-on the table among the flowers, on our place-cards and menu-cards. They flitted among the delicately shaded lightsg they perched on the bubbling fountain, they nestled on the heads of the azure-gowned Juniors, who so gracefully served the delicious banquet to the happy class of IQ28. Little bird of happiness, your sweet warbling was heard even in the demure words of the toastmaster, in the earnest response of the guests. Sweet link of the past and future, remain ever near us! Let us hear your cheerful twitter in the days to come when youth's garden will have changed into life's rough, unhewn way. Teach our hearts to sing ever grateful, happy notes though skies be dark, and life be drear, for happiness has been the keynote of our school days, why then should it not be our soul's song for life, of which they were but the happy prelude? PLANTIN G OF THE SENIOR CLASS TREE JUNE 5 Dear little elm that we plant today, VVhat will you be when we're old and gray? Was that not the thought whcih passed through the minds of the Class of 1928 as they silently stood about the space reserved for the graceful Elm, the first class-tree ever planted by a Senior Class of C. C. H. Slender and tall, full of young life, it stood., so typical of the youthful, hopeful class whom, in years to come, it was to commemorate. We name this tree the Newman Literary Elm, were the words Of the Class President that rang out on the quiet air of that happy june day, and we dedicate it to the Class of 1928 May it be for us ever a reminder of what the elm-tree signifies. To be pliant, yet true, though bowed by rude winds, to rise ever anew. . Lord of the earth and sea, Prosper our planted tree, Save with Thy might. Save us from sin's false charm, Protect our souls from harm, And us Thy children dear, Lead e'er aright! TWENTY-SIX

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Visitor: And pray, who is this wonderful man? Mr. Krieger: What! you do not know Mr. Gilbert Kessler! Visitor: Oh! I might have known. In this case, the child was surely father to the man. Mr. Krieger: Now here is a picture of a most charming baby. See, how fine and intelligent her features! Every line of her face portends a yearning after the higher and nobler things of life-music, literature, art. It was not hard for me to prophesy her future. I could see at once for what she was destined. As a classmate of mine at C. C. H. she already earned a name for herself as a mu- sician. After her graduation she continued to study music, but I hear she has changed her occupation and is now a world famous editor of books, especially is she known as an encyclopedist. She signs herself Carmen Dolce, but her real name is Helen Capwell. Visitor: Uumping up excitedlyl VVhere did you get that picture? Mr. Krieger: Why, from her parents.--Why? Visitor: Oh nothing. Mr. Krieger: It seems to me your face is very familiar. - - - Why, I have it. Helen Capwell! VVhy didn't you tell me? I did not recognize you. My! but you have changed! Visitor: I'm glad you recognized me at last. I was just waiting. Now please go on with your prophecies. I think they are wonderful. Mr. Krieger: Very well. Look at this. , Remember old Ted? Look at that set expressiong that commanding look. You could see already then that he was meant to become a leader. After his graduation from old C. C. H. he went to Notre Dame and made the first team in football during his second year there. As Junior he was made Captain and when Knute Rockne resigned, Ted rose up and took his place, and he is at present putting out the best team Notre Dame ever had. Now here is another one. I'm sure you remember old Soup? Carl surely is a success! You can see it in this picture. See how shrewd those eyes arel What a quick intelligent look they wear! Remember how he took over a sales- man job while still at school? After he graduated, he continued in this line and by hard work became the best salesman his company ever had. Realizing this, the company promoted him to district sales manager and later to chief sales manager. His promotions continued until at present he is operating a large firm of his own in South America. He certainly is an honor to the Class of 1928 of the C. C. H. This is one you'll never recognize. There is a certain look about that face that I have- never learned to describe. It is cheerful, very kind, and tender. Do you remember Margaret Heitz? Well this is she. It took me a long while to draw a prophesy from her picture and I finally arrived at the conclusion that she was to be a nurse, and I was right. After leaving school she went into train- ing in Chicago and became a splendid nurse. At present she is occupying the responsible position of supervisor in the world renowned hospital, the Hotel Dieu, in New Orleans. The papers several years ago were full of accounts of her heroic work in a flood and since then her fame has risen. I-Iere's another one you will never recognize! Look at the daring and TWENTY-EIGHT