Central High School - Almanac Yearbook (Toledo, OH)

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1 1-qt. -I 1 . 1 A , M- ' Q 1 ---1' ---- f' Zfwf Q13 ' Mlililflillll llllh i 15,5 iw 1 ' i is ,With ijffh 'ffmi iffy? wwf ggi f, -g,.',5f. WALTFR ff-KAI 'll- Bv HENRIETTA MAC KINNON. EVERAL years after graduating from Old Central, I had occasion to travel to distant lands and did not again see my native city for a long period of time. I had encountered several of my friends in the course of my travels. At Bagdad, wishing to gain some necessary informa- tion, I went to the U. S. Consulate. Imagine my surprise at finding my classmate and friend, Forrest I-Ieckman installed there. Completely for- getting my urgent errand, we sat and talked over the old days at Central, and I learned many things of interest about the pupils of whom I had thought so often. XVhy,'i said Forrest, You have no idea what an advance IVoman Suffrage has made in your home city. One of our classmates, Alan Schaefer, has been completely won over to the cause and carries the banner proudly in their processions. Two or three other strong sympathizers are Corinne Dunham, Vera Bacome, and Luella Durrant. I have only been here about half a year, but before I left. the city was on a fair road to being a model metropolis, for a general clean-up campaign. moral as well as phys- ical, was being relentlessly carried on by Noble Jones. Chief of Police, and the Mayor, plohn Kuhns. They are waging war against drink and gambling in all their forms. You probaby remember XYinifred Russell? She is now a missionary in Patagonia and is doing a wonderful work among the unciv- ilized tribes there. You'll be surprised to hear that Marion Mersereau has become a most fanatical kind of a hermit. You know he was sadly disap- pointed in love and he has betaken himself to the woods to live the remainder of his life in solitude and meditation, After we had talked some time longer. I reluctantly took leave of him. E A week or so later I found myself in Naples. intending to sail for home the next dav. As I was strolling along. deeply interested in the motley throng that surged through the busy section of the city, a carriage came by. In it sat a lady. who glanced at me as she passed. and I was surprised to recognize a very familiar face: although how my old classmate, Margaret Moylan, happened to be driving through Naples at that time I could not imagine. She stopped and beckoned to me. I immediately asked how she came to be there, and, smiling. she said that the year before she had mar- ried an Italian Count and that they had a lovely Summer villa just outside of Naples. I then urged her to tell me of the things that had happened during the past years at home. You remember Dema Canheldf' she began: she is now at the head of a matrimonial bureau, through the agency of which many uncongenial couples have been united in marriage. Alice Luethi has taken the place in the Blade of Laura Iean Libbey, and daily settles the tangled love affairs of any number of desperate young lovers. Hildegarde Young is society editress of the paper: XYalter Schneider, the editor-in-chief, and Dorothy Grover makes a splendid sporting editress. Minnie Redding is a beauty specialist, demonstrating her recipes in the large department stores owned by I.ester Ketcham. Taking a tip from 62

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THE 1914 ALMANAC He had promised to call for Helen at 9:30 and that hour was already at hand. XVhat could he do? It was no wonder that he was failing in his duty as an interesting and attentive escort. A short tug at his coat sleeve, and an exclamation of surprise and de- light, roused hi1n from his reveries. He looked up to see 'lane running toward two figures which had emerged from behind a bank of ferns. W'ell, what's up now, he muttered to himself as he made an attempt at following. Then he again stopped short: XYell, I declare-it's Helen. It some state of confusion and bewilderment he met Mr. Rogers from Philadelphia, and -lane learned to know Miss Launsbury. But just then some one drew aside the curtains of the dance hall, and a veritable garden of roses met their eager eyes. The orchestra struck up the tirst strains for the opening dance. In some miraculously natural way, Forrest and Helen led the way in, followed by Jane and Burdette, while the crowd smiled, looked happy and came in after them. 2? 252 Dk Sk P? Y Pk 251 lVell, Castletonf' said one of the fellows to Forrest, after everything was over, this has been what I call great! Imagine a corresponding occa- sion some four years hence! I'll agree on the first statementf' came the reply. but please. man. let me live in the present just now. A similar affair in College couldn't be less complicated, and since I've managed to get through this, I've decided that I've trusted the future, and haphazard luck, with about as much as it can stand. In other words,-I've reached my Speed Limit, along that line. for the present. Good night ! 3 -. flax ff! , X f-'C , AW 'X il Pu ff ! l . . ii' Jie 722 1, ,-,V l QNX Q.. 5 , 'x,7 .,.h F: f!'!fHQ ,1-. !wu!'l!!!!' ll!! T ' -.n eu w ik i ' ,Mag -f' ,Q K-A M ggggss-riimimrisrtsm GI

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THE 1914 ALMANAC his name, Clarence Rose has become a far-famed aeronaut, Ruth Quimby and Ruth Timbers are teaching with great success in an Indian school out on one of the reservations in the IVest. Francis Boyle is superintendent of the Miami Childrens Home, and the children are said to be growing up to be model young men and women under his austere example. Lucile Friedly holds a responsible position there' as head matron. Florence Long has spe- cialized as an artistic hairdresser and is daily visited by the society belles, Misses Margaret Hood, Genevra Grover and Frances Doyle.. One of our finest physicians is Florence Enright. and her assistant, John Gerber, is said to be almost as clever as herself. Gordon Conklin is the owner of a large clothing store, which is patronized only by people of modest, quiet taste. Although I longed to hear more about my friends. it was getting late and I was forced to tear myself away and prepare for my next day's voyage. Upon arriving in New York. I went straight to a hotel, and as I was registering I noticed a rather familiar name which had been written just before mine, that of Mr. Hermon Doying. Upon inquiring about him, I learned that he was a popular matinee idol in a prominent theatrical com- pany, playing at one of the large theatres. Later in the evening I observed him at dinner with a charmingly dressed lady whom, after closer scrutiny. turned out to be Coral Powers. I crossed over and renewed my acquaint- ance with them and was informed that Coral was an actress in the same company, playing only in the emotional roles. In talking with them I was delighted to hear something further about mv classmatesHthat -Tohn Traut- wein had become a noted scientist: that Burleigh Gifford had developed into a sturdv farmer. owning many hundreds of acres out west and being ably assisted by Henry Brand: that Bertha Zeeb was the wife of the minister in one of the large churches in Chicago: that Leon Bowers had fallen asleep while directing the Newsboys' Band one evening. which plainly showed that even the crash of their instruments was ineffective against his natural incli- nations. Here Hermon interposed and stated that there should have been a third party with them that evening, Leslie McKay, the noted tragediani he also said that two of the chorus girls in' their company were Floy Sloan and Hazel Tarloff. Clara Holmes. continued Coral. taking uip the narrative undisturbed. has become a trained nurse: Leonard Aue is now a traveling evangelist and Naomi I-Ielmes is working with him as soloist in his exceedingly suc- cessful meetings. Lillian Douglas is a domestic science teacher, and Marie Higgins has become a very accomplished elocutionist. I always buy my hats of Mlle. Lenore Nevin, and really some of her creations are quite daring. Ruby Brockway has written some very popular novels. They are said to surpass even those of Robert VV. Chambers. At this point I rose to leave, and as I turned to go Hermon called out, If you are here over Sunday. don't fail to go to the Cathedral of St. ,Iohn the Divine and hear Bishop Hoyt give one of his unsurpassable sermons. This was a shock, although from his daily conduct we might have known he had religious aspirations. About ive days later I arrived in Toledo. As I was passing through the beautiful new Union Depot, I was rudely jostled by a man hurriedly passing by, and my valise was wrested from my grasp. He turned and, bowing politely, started to pick it up. Then, to my sunprise. I heard him speak my name. On regarding his face, I exclaimed, The same old person, rushing along unseeingly ! It was james Spafford, now justice of the Su- preme Court, hurrying to catch a train. 63