Cissna High School - Review Yearbook (Cissna Park, IL)

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Cfx ' Egg V1 'satin ow i N3 t! Ntfxls W a X Back row, left to right: Jesse Hofer, Dale Zbinden, Earl Walder, Earl Reutter, Mr. Courtright, Advisor, Walder Harweger, Ralph Scott, Paul Reutter. Front row, left to right: Anna McCray, Ruth Leverenz, Eunice Frank, Florence Baylor, Leona Hasselbring, Hulda Knake, Elsie Stocker, Rosella McCray, Mary Dryden, Oma Aeschliman. SOPHOMORES 'Twas on September third, nineteen hundred and twenty-four when our class, then consisting of twenty-four students, gathered for the first time in the assembly hall of the Cissna Park High School. Yes, we were Freshmen and the other classes called us green. Well, how could they expect anything else? We had never been in this large and spacious building before. We could not see everything with one glance, and I suppose we did look rather green and bewildered as our eyes wandered around the room. Days came and went and we finally became acquainted with our fellow classmates and our new surroundings. It was then that the other classes had a chance to look at us in wonder, for their gaze no longer caused us to blink our eyes and turn away, and they plainly understood that our minds were not blank, but were capable of some day holding as much as their own. Finally, after about a month of school had passed and everything was settled, our class had a meeting at which they elected their officers, and , , aa-nottof yellow and white. Then it was decided upon that we should have the yellow rose for a flower and Build for character not for fame, as a motto. 1926 IPAGE 251

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If 2 x Qixr X j l wlf3i,iz1' l Sli, U f1l'vJlzlQily5J?ll y i j iichfiiiiifi-iisgt22?'.l fe j iq E NF.ic,.,, 551, W, N 1 j ,, xi.-.' vi Yjjnj Gradually the month of May rolled around, and we regretted very much that we had only twenty-two students left with which to finish the term, for two of them had quit. This year we started in as Sophomores, bringing twenty-one of our last year's classmates with us. After three months we lost one boy from our group. Then during the course of the next few months we lost three other members. Now we number only seventeen, but we hope that these will all be faithful and remain with us through storm and sunshine, at least until we have finished our Senior Year, then if we must pfrt, let us hope that The band of old friendship will ever be true. FUTURE PROSPECTS OF THE JUNIOR CLASS First as we turn this magic crystal we see B. Richoz slowly mopping the floor of a dingy dungeon, sweating in the hot July sun. 'Tis what she de- serves, say we, as around the crystal goes. Next we see three girls bedecked in jewels sitting on mighty thrones and dealing out punishment to those who need it. Their names are Beck, Beer, and McCray. Next we see Ben Yergler slowly walking the streets of Kankakee with a sack over his shoulder and muttering and he arose from the dead. We see Harold Kogler a little farther back talking of how he dis- covered Illinois while walking through Pitchin. It is a shame to see such nice young fellows in such a condition as this, not knowing where they are. Hamrick we see in Joliet with striped suit and big hammer with mighty blows chushing rocks to fragments. How queer he looks with his hair shaved off. He can see no reason for his being here as he only killed Rockefeller and Ford. We see the two Eberhart twins lodged in the big city where they sling a wicked boot filled with the choicest gin. They are scraping in the money like sand. We see Fry in Davy Jones's locker where all good sailors go after they have plundered their last ship. We see Edith Newell the former Sheba of the class in a state court getting a divorce from her forty second hubby, for the main and simple reason that her pet .soup hound caught a cold through her hubby's care- lessness. As the crystal rotates we see the figures of Alt and Aeschliman sitting happily in their homes with their husbands and children. We see Lateer B. Crum in the Tribune building writing snappy stories for that wonderful paper,-the future author of Moon Mullins, a good man gone nuts. The crystal stops and we walk away well satisfied with our futures. But, as we look again just before putting the crystal away, it has not stopp- ed for good. Then as it gathers speed again we see Paul Geiger, Pres. of Harvard musing over the success of his Basket-ball team. 1926 IPAGE 261