Classen High School - Orbit Yearbook (Oklahoma City, OK)

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.ental chief, known as M. Du the uDoe.U Nliss Bernice Gordon rises. L'Wcf deserve it coachl fre loafinl. I gave a guy a D the other day, but we're roundin' into mid-season form and I for one am go- ing to bar a thousand. VVe'll fight. XVe've got the red pencils. VVL-'ve got the mean scowls. Now come on! VVhat d'ya say, girls? I:lunlc'er down, boys! Iflunlc 'er down, boys! They go to Classen but they never make de lassenslw chortle But- ler, IWcCorlcle, Denny, Deupree, Stevens and Cunningham. as they race down the hall sharpening their red pencils. Off between war whoops to the foreign n language department, whose teaching, regard' less of nationality, is Greek to everybody. WCIl'C, by this time, authorities on Greek. Headed by M1's. Davida Richardson, this group of stalwart teachers includes, lVIr. Arthur Kin- caid, Miss Lucille VVilloughby, Henrietta Von Tungeln, Miss Bess Snell, Iyfiss I,elia Pickard, Miss Bessie I-Ierrin, and hfliss lVIarjorie Brainard. The commercial department is the uKey point of the school, as far as type-writers are concerned. It's a typical department. Upon our entrance into Miss Etha Townsend's typing class, Sadie Stutz is waving frantically. HTeach, this thing won't world Wlialt do I do next? Townsend speaks: Ulf that journalism department ing in another lemon on us, I am going to get citrous- .ruit conscious. XVhat's wrongP', The in is missingf' uIt's the journalism departznent, alright, they have great respect for the ui . All my teachers are very fond of the journalism department except Miss lVIary Cantrell. lX4rs. Marion Bordo Iarrell, Nliss Ethel Hasinger, lVIiss lXfIil- dred Holland, and IX'Iiss Ifmma Meneely. CHA1u.izs W. XMu.i.Ac:E Vice-Principal The science department is located on the third floor near the houses of Miss Geraldine Gabel, Miss Nell Guth- erie, lNIr. I-Iarold E. Brown, Mr. Iames I-Iarlow, IN4r. M. Paden, and Mr. Carl Shafer. A nice crowd, even though they do ruin the school two days a semester by making sulphur dioxide gas. Disguising myself with manliness, I ventured into the domestic science department. IX'Irs. Edna Hedges and Iyliss Veta Campbell were teaching the sweet young things the intricacies of water boiling. It's a good place for future wife-hunting. They all ducked when they saw me coming and sighed with relief when I left. In again, out again, to see Mr. liranlt Nic- Kee, industrial art head, and hilt. G. VV. Bruch- er, mechanical drawing prof. Left hurriedly when Brucher broaehed the subject of payment of activity tickets. It's a peaceful world'-f-the art department. Everyone wanders around, nobody says hello or goodby. Mrs. Edna B. Stevenson and daughter, Miss Dorothea Stevenson, both art instructors, painting a modernistic painting of a landscape. Later found out it was Venus Playing lvlarblesf' james Iimmie Neilson hurries out on an errand of mercy for his trombone player, who slipped and swallowed part of it. I-Ie's filling the spot left vacant by Ludwig W. I-Iebestreit, who told the piccolo player Hhe'd never get to first bass. I-Ie's filling the spot well. lyliss Charlotte Stringer, who i'uns the lost' and found department, Miss Miriam Moyer, superintendent of the shelves, and Mrs. Theodosia Gambrell, empress of the palace of gastronomical splendor, all came in for their share of 'Ipeeping Tommy. THE FACULTY C95

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IIUQI' ll aculty Front ir Presenting the Past and Present of Our Profs by Dick Breen ...Mi I WAITED three EN YCZITSQ twenty SCV- 5,4 en months, one hun- 11 dred and eight weeks, et five hundred and forty days, I waited -waited to crack the l I' ' , 1 f faculty case. Q 'T . Richard Harding Davis cracked the S p a n i sh American warg Charlie McAr- thur swung the Loeb- Leopold trial, Damon Runyon cracked the Hauptniann trial, but I cracked the faculty case. It is my assignment and I cover the faculty front. - Delving into the long-sought after subject, I find in- formation that would make William Ran- dolph Hearst blush. They all got off on the wrong foot in life. They went to col- lege. They represent the diversified Ubet- . ter halfu of thirty colleges in far flung corners of the globe: in Mexico, in Ger- many, and even in jolly old England. In my ever conscientious search for in- formation of an uncolored natural, I glanced ox er the Signing In sheet on the counter in the office. This sheet is put here for teachers who arrive at 8:15 to mark down 7:45 very coquettishly. A first year teacher was once known to have played cricket and marked down the correct time. She became a social outcast. That's the complete list there, do your derndestf' berserks Margot Gainor as I leave with the list in hand. I saved the faculty the ultimate in shame by rescuing Helen Nance, attendance clerk, from the hour slip tendencies of a proctor who thought he was really pouring it on the sophomores. It's the re- sult of that school girl complexion. Helen and her pencil are public enemies I to 40. Fern Hoover, music, via the mouth, instructor, was the first target of this news-hawking for posterityls sake. She has her trouble. John Caldwell is it. She spent the entire hour of our interview trying to keep lohn's mouth from looking like the Holland Tunnel on a rainy after- noon. Iohn believes that music is an expansive study. Then into the dramatic department to duck the di- rector-directed missiles. Here we find Mrs. Elaine Tucker, department head, practicing walk-outs before a full length mirror. Lined up against the wall are the trophies, plaques, NNN 65? li . ,gif 5 ' ali , g sw. C. K. Raff and certificates she and her proteges have won. Shels won more than any other teacher in the state, and as a mark of appreciation her students are buying her a new clear vision mirror. She's been falling down on her walkouts lately. Huser, assistant walker-outer, is coaching from the sidelines. It's a grand department of six-hour hectic re- hearsals, stage building and striking, walk-ons, walkouts, minute lunch snatches, personal triumphs, and Cavalcade of De Grushes, Traverses, Cvilleys, and Colemans march- ing on-to who knows where? Into the historical history department. Headed by Miss Clara Meyer, they all try to sour pan, but on the sly, they arenlt particularly outraged when someone can't re- member in what year the War of 1812 was fought. A gallant crew they: Nliss Blanche Holland, who flunked me in Psychology and hasn't worked up the humanitar- ianism to be sorry for me fshe always tested us on chap- ters I didn't knowwbut then, how could she be expected to guess one out of twenty?j, Miss Blanche Paul and Miss Gladys Shepard, the two good shephards of the Senior Classg Mrs. Marguerite Flood, authority of the Battle of Student Council, Miss Isabel Eastland, who is nearly as proud of Texas as she is of her sixth hour class, and Colonel C. E. 'lpopl' Grady, the nations No. I debate coach and grand guy. The English Department holds a marked fascination for meg and why shouldnlt it, after youlve flunked under everyone of the teachers, including the softies? Headed by Miss ,Florette McNeese, ' who is prejudiced and still thinks Ring l Lardner is a better writer than I am, the , English Department holds number one position for flunkers, consisting ofg Miss Iris Baughman, Miss Lucille Tandy, Miss Della Link, Miss Helen Norris, Miss Saidee Hazelwood, Miss Louise Lang, Miss Mary Lawson, Miss Margaret Lindsay, Miss Anne Pearson, and Miss Katherine Brous, who is just embarking on a long and honorable career of flunking. The Mathematics department, great haven of the snap course Qsolid geometry, trigonometry, and college algebraj was the next victim of the microscopic eye. A departmental meeting is in session when we go into the stronghold. What's the matter? You haven't flunked anybody in ages. It's getting so people occasionally get l'D,s and L'C's'I out of this department. You know that's against the rules. Now let's get some hustle! Get in there and fightl Elunkl Elunkl Elunkll' pep talks Martha Denny, C83

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ETHEL BASINGER IRIS BAUGHMAN MARIORIE BRAINARD KATHERINE BROUS HOWARD BROWN KARL BROWN G. W. BRUCHER UNDINE BUTLER VERA CAMPBELL MARY CANTRELL RICHARD COFFEY CLARK CUNNINGHAM IULIA DENNY MARTHA DENNY GRACE DEUPREE ISABEL EASTLAND MARGUERITE FLOOD IEAN WEST FORBES GERALDINE GABEL BUZBEE BERNIECE GORDON C. E. GRADY NELL GUTHRIE e Faculty SAIDEE HAZELWOOD EDNA HEDGES BESSIE HERRIN LEO HIGBIE BLANCHE HOLLAND MILDRED HOLLAND FERN HOOVER RETHA WAVE HULET AGNES HUSER MARION BORDO IARRELL ARTHUR KINCAID NILS LAGO LOUISE LAING MARY LAWSON MARGARET LINDSAY DELLA LINK MILDRED MCCORKLE FRANK MCKEE FLORETTE MCNEESE THOMAS MALLORY EMMA MENEELY CLARA MEYER HAROLD MILLER MABEL NEAL IAMES NEILSON HELEN NORRIS IOHN PADEN BLANCHE PAUL ANNE PEARSON LELIA PICKARD DAVIDA RICHARDSON OPAL RIDENOUR FLOYD RUSSELL CARL SCHAFER GLADYS SHEIJARD BESS SNELL MARYE STEVENS DOROTHEA STEVENSON EDNA B. STEVENSON GEORGE N. STURM LUCILLE TANDY ETHA TOWNSEND ELAINE TUCKER HENRIETTA VON TUNGELN CHARLES WALLACE LUCILLE WILLOUGHEY IAMES HARLOW ffice IRA W. BAKER, Prin. CHARLOTTE STRINGER MARGOT GAINER MIRIAM MOYER MYRTLE GROUP THEODOSIA GAMBRELL HELEN NANCE HUGH SCHRIVER By the boiler room to hand Hugh Schriver and assist- ants a bouquet. They're great guys. Then into the presence of the chiefs, Charles Wallace, who it Seems is interested in the proctor System and room 217, and Ira W. Baker, who'upholdS the conservation arm of student council. Both threatened me direly if I put anything in this article that would bring the pink to the cheeks of William Randolph Hearst. They punctuated their remarks with something that sounded like gradu- ation -or something. On the last lap now. Into the office of that accom- plished Iack-Of-all trades, journalist, writer, teacher, foot- ball coach, debonair, delightful man-of-the-world, George Sturm. He criticized the article in a fabulous fashion. From beginning to end. All, that is, except the fourth from the last paragraph. So I covered the faculty front. They're a great bunch. You get to like them after the first ten flunks. They're all hail-fellows-well-met, and we hope that anon someday we may resume where we left off. For three years I covered the faculty front. I like it. cron