Clarion Area High School - Clarionette Yearbook (Clarion, PA)

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1 , .,,.,,,,.,,,.,, ,,. , ,.. .. . Ba . . , The fall of 'twenty-eight finds us as Seniors! We are gradually nearing our goal! Feeling satisfied with the records of previous years we strive even harder to do bigger and better things so that the blue and gold will not drag. New activities have been brought into our school. Our boys nobly showed their merit and courage on the gridiron and track carrying again and again the orange and black to victory. Jimmy Kassell. as captain together with Butch Smith, Wifi Shreffler, Bill Russell, Jim Clover, Max Sher- man and Tally Mohney, '29 was well represented on the football team. The paramount object of our class this last year was to preserve, in some way. the memories of past and present school days. to place them un- der cover where they would be undimmed by the span of years and would serve to keep fresh the joys of high school days. The culmination of this is our annual-the Lekhikan . Everything that we have done has been point- ing to this end, our Operetta, The Maid and the Middy , from which we de- rived much pleasure and benefitg our successful Card Party, the sale of candy, and finally- The Arrival of Kitty -our Senior play. With the Lekhikan as our aim we have spent our winter-a last effort with a lasting result. VVe have passed through our three years of high school. years filled with joy and sadness. Changes have been made during our stay in old C. H. S. A new principal has been in charge of scholastic activity each year. Many of our most loved schoolmates have been lost. but new members have added greatly to our class. As you look through the Lekhikan you will find old memories and asso- ciations springing into life. These associations will be near and dear to you. but we can not hope to touch them in this brief writing. Norva Heeter. lil I27I

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rf ! History of the Class of Z9 VVith a bulldog's grip and an elephant's pull. the class of twenty-nine en- tered the Clarion High School as Sophomores. Full of hope and vigor we came, bringing with us, as a heritage of our Junior High School days, an am- bition to conquer. and to make for ourselves. both as a class and as indi- viduals, a name that would long be remembered within the walls of Clarion's school. As our Senior year is drawing to a close, the realization of ended school day pranks that are past-of the pals that must part. Still it is not the end-but only the beginning of a very golden future that lies open before us. VVhen we go, however, let us take with ns the memories of these days to lighten our hearts and brighten our future. Hidden among the dusty annuls of our Sophomore year we can find the dark story of initiation, locked up like the traditional skeleton, skillfully con- cealed from the eyes of the public. Gleeful criminals we were! Upsetting age-old customs-and escaping scot-free! Yet it is with secret pride that We review it and recall to memory the neat way in which the trick was turned on the upperclassmen. Who will forget the intercepted order of ice-cream, so successfully hidden in the dark recesses of Phillip's Greenhouse? With de- ceptive meekness. we took the initiation. secretly rejoicing, while Butch and VVid climbed the firescape and disappeared with the spoils. What Soph- omore will ever forget the wild sense of triumph we experienced, when the high sign was given. the food was gone, and every little Soph was hustled out of the building leaving the upperclassmen to vent their rage on their dise- abled cars? It also does our hearts good to recall the literary prominence of the Sophomores in '27, Juniors and Seniors out-stripped again with one small Soph, Doc Mills, bravely facing the dangers of the literary world to orate for her class and her school. And again-the Sophomore dance, The Autumn Festival as it was called. A night of hilarious fun. up in the Mills Building, for the benefit of Brookville Hospital. Cornstalks and pumpkins! Pop and ice cream! Nineteen hundred and twenty-eight finds us again well toward the front in high school activities. Our boys, as Juniors. are holding important posi- tions on the Basket Ball team and '-'Connie , Twink , Ruth , Marg . Peggy and Bunnie , members of the girls squad. We had, so to speak. athletics in the palms of our hands. Yet without the vast cheering crowds of Seniors and the matchless playing of the Seniors-where would Clarion have been? Nevertheless. do not forget the inter-class games. Do you recall how they turned out? And once more meritorious work was exhibited by Tilmae Gosetti and Paul Somerville in literary work. -1261 .- . . I' ., .. .S H-...,--. ah.-- .. .4b-. ,

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Senior Class Prophecy Tom! Tom! the weird beating of tomtoms. dense columes of grayish blue vapor arising from a smoke blackened pot seething merrily over crack- ling fire, the wild gestures of a madly dancing, hideously painted figure force us, half paralyzed with fear, to cling closer together as the witch doctor, swirling madly around the caldron, completes his potent brew. See then the prophecy of the class of '29, In the boiling and the bubbling of this charm of mine. And visions of the future appear in the rising smoke. H The first picture is that of an operating room peopled with white-robe-il attendants. Bending forward with curiosity we hear the medicine man ex- claiming, the end of one Potter, and to our horror we recognize as the vic- tim, Charles Potter, our old classmate. 'tThe surgeon, continues the witch, is Carns, famed for leaving operating instruments in the place of the ap- pendix or other removable parts of the body. so that the patients are forever requesting, Never mind to sew it up: just put a button on ! Such fame is worthy of students of Clarion High. Bending still closer, we recognize the attending nurses as Mary Mills, the ether-eliminator, who accomplishes this feat by talking her patients to sleep. making it unnecessary to use anesthe- tics, and Margaret Burns who has given up her career as a missionary to pre- vent gentlemen, aged and otherwise. from putting both feet in the grave. The outline fades and in the oncoming cloud of smoke we see another pic- ture. VVe are seated in the congregation of an immense church. VVe hear beau- tiful strains of music and recognize the figure of the organist as that of our old friend Emy Lawrence. Emy. we are surprised to learn, prefers to live a life of single blessedness. After Pastor Baldwin. with great eloquence, de- livers an impressive sermon, Mr. and Mrs. Paul Harbaugh advance to the altar with their infant son Paul Jr., who his mother has decided will some day be president, and the minister performs the baptismal rites. Mrs. Har- baugh will be remembered as Peggy Smith. The next scene appearing is the Chautauqua Stage and with the aid of the witch doctor we distinguish the lady in need of the slenderizing lines and thrilling like a nightingale as Norva Heeter, the prima donna. She is accompanied by Sara Reed, the distinguished pianist, whom we feared had contemplated changing her name. Next appear Maxilo Shermanio and Ruthil- io Mohne in a dialogue entitled VVhat Happened to My Anita . Those next appearing on the stage are two wrestlers one of whom we recognize as Harry Curll. The speaker of the evening is introduced as Mr. Robert Arnold whose subject is Does Crime Pay? l23l ,L ., W, . .,-...a..1,.n,g....u.1