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

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153 R EVIEW - 'M'i A ' Roosevelts At the beginning of the school year the society was organized under Miss Norman's supervision, and the following oflicers were elected for the first semester: President ................................. Mary Dryden Vice-President ........................... Ralph Schmidt Secretary-Treasurer ........................ Hulda Knake According to the provisions of the constitution new officers were elected for the second semester: President ............... ..... O ma Aeschliman Vice-President ............................. Paul Reutter Secretary-Treasurer ....................... Anna McCray Programs were given once a month to encourage enthusiasm for liter- ary activities, consequently, when the time for the literary contests arrived there were quite a few entrants. Erma Landes, Dixie Schmidt, Velma and Viola Freidinger represented the society in declamation at the Inter-Society Contest where Miss Velma Freidinger placed second and Miss Schmidt third. Earl Brenner entered solus into the oratorical field, representing the school at the Sub-District, Whippet Six, and County Contests. Mary Dryden was our extemporaneous representative at the Sub-Dis- trict and Whippet Six Contests. We Roosevelts are very glad that we were victorious this year and we surely hope we will continue to be so. WHAT WOULD YOU SAY? ? ? If Avanell bought a mule would Paul Reutter? If Hulda is worth a million dollars what is William Farnsworth? If Freshies are green is Eva Brown? If Ruby King brought sandwiches for a party what would Leona Hasselbring? When Mary Dryden made a foul in basketball, Helen Koester. If William Beer and Chet Hofman came to school in an aeroplane would Erma Landes? If Dale Zbinden hoed for Lavonne Carlon who would Jesse Hofer? If Nellie Sites would be a clown what would Joe Beebe? If Walter Barth is short is Isabelle Siebenthal? If Ralph Schmidt is a poor fish is Ethel Salmon? If Henry Aeschliman is a dwarf is Olga Laubscher? If Oma Aeschliman is studious is Eunice Frank? If Cluver's girl has Saint Vitus Dance what has Ralph Scott? If Anna McCray was queen would she make George King? CAN YOU IMAGINE: Joe Beebe not getting kicked out of school? Walter Harweger not fiirting with a teacher? Mary Dryden being serious in lawclass? Ralph Schmidt without a girl? Earl Walder and Nellie Sites in love? forty

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153 REVIEW Back Row: F. Rudin, D. Schmidt, E. Brenner, E. Landes, M. Dryden. Front Row: Viola Freidinger, Velma Freidinger, L. Carlon, F. Whitaker. Lincolnians Duringg the early part of the school year the society was organized and the following officers elected for the first semester. President ............................... Rosella McCray Vice-President .............................. Ralph Scott Secretary-Treasurer ....................... Roma Dryden In accordance with the rules of the constitution of the society the fol- lowing new ofiicers were elected for the second semester: President .................................. Ralph Scott Vice-President ............................ Eunice Frank Secretary-Treasurer ....................... Orin E. Richoz Every month up almost until the time of the literary contests, pro- grams were given to create and encourage literary activities. Several members-Lavonne Carlon and Frances Whitaker-entered into the Inter-Society Contest. Miss Whitaker took first place here and represented the school at the Sub-District Contest at Watseka, April 14, where, unfortunately, she did not place. However, at the Whippet Six Contest at Milford she regained her laurels by placing second. Although we were defeated by the Roosevelts this year, we are going to try mightily to win next year. thi: ty-nine

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153 REVIEW ' '- ' ' 3M Q-1'-1-2. v....,.-......-:.-s..-. 4: -: 7: 7: ,O yi ,V 11 :Z :3 - o o .g ' A W alk in Spring ' 1 an nun u fp 1 vu ann 14 pu 1 ,ns o.sv,u pn 1 .pu Msn u ps gnu n sv' 11. an 1 no. nn va na 1 can 1 n u no inirw?-1ulfas5Iu4. WirvuQ91nlfu5.u'.'a9n2rvn51uln-5.u'.'4U-ifwnbuniufnt Un-A-n9hn'3nnn'. Nuin':s 1unl7u5.n'. Tqirvndfanvfssis N At last Spring has really come. Every few days for three weeks I had been thinking the same thing only to be disappointed when chilling winds would once more begin to blow and the sun who had been so bright and pleasant would frown instead of smile. From the windows of the room where I was working I could see birds flying here, there, and everywhere in search of material for building nests. Everywhere little children were running about laughing and playing as children play only when Spring has come and released them from the houses where winter has kept them im- prisoned for so long. Finally, after seeing how happy the children were and how beautiful everything was out of doors, I could stay in the house no longer. Dropping everything, I went out into the warm sweet spring air and started for a walk. Where I was going I did not know and neither did I care, for just being alive on a morning such as this was so pleasant that everything else seemed unimportant. Before long, I found myself in the woods walking beside a stream whose clear water, now perfectly free of ice, was catching the beams of the sun and shining with all the colors of the rainbow. I sat down on the bank and gave myself up to meditation. Surely God was good to send all the beautiful things which are to be found in the forest for the enjoyment of man. How could anyone look at the sweet spring flowers which were blossoming all around or at the creek which had seemingly caught the spirit of happiness of everything about it and was merrily taking its way on its never-ending journey to the sea, and still con- tinue to refuse to believe in a Supreme Being? Surely these people knew nothing of the wonderful works of nature. Surely they were ignorant of the joys of looking for the first spring flower, or of watching a bird help his mate to build a nest or they would realize what a real person God is. If these people would drop their work as I had done a short time before, and come to the woods Where everything is calm and peaceful, where the only sounds are the birds singing, the wind softly rustling the branches of the trees which Nature has newly clothed in soft green leaves, and the creek murmuring to itself as it hastens on its way and where the only things to be seen are the great and beautiful creations of God, they could not help feeling that He was near, as He could never be near, to me at least, In the hurrying, bustling crowds of the city. Perhaps these people do not see in Nature the things that I can see, but it seems that I can always find Tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything, when I am wandering in the forests. -Frances Whitaker. forty-one