Coopersville High School - Zenith Yearbook (Coopersville, MI)

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Prophecy Scene—Passenger Train A girl sitting alone reading when a former schoolmate comes in and sits down beside her. A.—Well, if it isn’t Lillie Frost! What have you been doing all these years since you graduated? L.—I have been working in a clothing store in New York for several years and have just returned from Paris, bringing back the newest styles. And what have you been doing? A.—Oh, I am manager of the “Baker” millinery shops and have branch stores in several cities. I am now on my way to hear the latest opera sung by Erma Warren, who is said to be a rival of the nightingale. L.—I always thought she would become famous, as she had a wonderful voice when in school. When in Paris last week I went into a manicuring shop, and who do you think I saw? Delia and Jeannette Fynewever. Jeannette was busy dressing a fashionable society lady’s hair, and Delia manicured my nails. They certainly are well off. A.—Money reminds me of my special customer, Mrs. Ford, who, with her maid, Alice Seekman, came in to buy a hat last week. Alice has changed much in the past years. While in Detroit I heard a lecture by Herbert Schillinger, who is running for Senator. He has gained the favor of the women by advocating short skirts. L.—Did you know that Hester is a private secretary for Curtis Taylor, who is now President of M. A. C.? But what ever became of Gert Whitman? A.—I saw her in the new theater at Dennison. She was the leading chorus girl, and Kenneth Garter was the leader of the famous “Garter” orchestra. While in Den- nison, I took a drive into the country and visited the noted poultry farm owned by William Lieffers. You remember he was always fond of “chickens.” L.—That reminds me. I read an article about a wonderful operation performed by Dr. Henry Langland and his chief nurse, Beatrice Preston, on Florence Hoban, who has been matron of a home. A.—Langland a doctor? Well! Who do you suppose came to my store in Detroit to buy a hat for his wife? Well, you could never guess. It was John Harmsen, who is now a farmer near Allendale. Have you seen Celia Ginsburg? Last time I saw her she was playing in a five and ten cent store in Grand Rapids. L.—Yes, she has been studying in Europe for several years and has gained quite a reputation. During my last stay in Paris I visited an art studio and there I saw a splendid oil painting by Robert Russell. He had been cartoonist for the Conklin paper for a number of years. A.—I always thought Bob would become famous. But who would have thought that Alice Van would be the daring aviatrix that she is. I have heard several say that she is even better than Ruth Law. Did you notice the writeup in the Chicago Tribune about Elmer Lee’s new system of high school mathematics? L.—No, but that reminds me—in my trunk I have a magazine edited by Clyde Page Twenty-four

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$ fj30per|vfti f-jijrfo ichaol 22 If Francis Garter, bequeath my agreeable nature and poetic aspirations to next years Freshman class, that their High School course may be a delight and pleasure to them. I, Celia Ginsburg, having meditated much over this, bequeath unto Walter Omlor and Harold Van Doom my position as orchestra director, hoping that they will make a success of it. We, Delia Fynewever and Alverna Baker, grant our wide knowledge of cooking, gained in the Hot Lunch Club, to all future cooks of said club. I, Lillie Frost, bequeath my sunny smiles to John Johnson, that he may thereby win the favor of the teachers. We, Merlin and Clyde Pryer, bequeath our extensive knowledge of English and French to Herman Laug and Walter Dietz, that they may be a great pleasure to our most beloved teacher, Miss De Pree, as we have been in the past. I, Florence Hoban, having gained renown through it, bequeath my red hair; and I, Grant Treloar, as a soldierly duty, wish to bequeath the blue of my trueness as a Scout; and we request a Junior, Josephine Weaver, to contribute her snowy locks to the School Board as an appropriation for a new flag. We, Janet Fynewever and Marie Welling, the Physic sharks, bequeath our wide understanding of said subject to next year’s Physics class, that they may succeed as well as we did. I, Martha Maebius, bequeath my high standing among the boys to Beatrice Bolhuis, and I speak for Hester Busman, universally known for her wisdom, who wishes to give her a bit of advice—it is best to have only one beau at a time. Take her advice Beatrice, because she knows. I, Gertrude Whitman, bequeath my whistle to Gayle Grieve, to be used on the Methodist Church corners, that “Doc” will not have to walk to school alone next year, providing you do not speak to him. , I, Emma Lake, bequeath my Civics book, which is just as good as new, to Mr. Kempers for further reference and as a token of easily gotten lessons. I, Anna Marie Mohrhardt, with the greatest respect, grant unto the Civics class the sole right and privilege to answer all of Mr. Kempers’ questions that I have been unable to answer. I, Dorothy Albrecht, bequeath my sweet and quiet nature to Lyle Hanchett. I, Erma Warren, bequeath my innumerable virtues, including my expressive way of singing, to my worthy successor, Edna Balcom. , We, the Class of ’22, hereby appoint our faithful counsellor, Mr. John Kempers, executor of this, our last Will and Testament. In witness whereof, we hereby set our hand and seal. Class of ’22. BARNERD LUBEN. Page Twenty-three

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$ [aaparivllfo Jjigh $ehoo) '11 Pryer called the CevUlian. It has in it an article by Grant Treloar, telling about the discovery of a new system of light generated by the firefly. Also an article by Merlin Pryer, now a veterinary surgeon, telling how to take the squeal out of a pig. And then there is still another telling about the work Emma Lake is doing for the Eskimos in her outdoor school. A.—About a year ago Marie Welling was in school to sell me some massage cream which was guaranteed to remove and prevent all wrinkles. I bought some, and you can see the remarkable change that it has brought about. L—On my way to Eur pe I sailed on a ship called the “Mayflower,” owned and operated by Dorothy Albrecht. On my arrival I met Francis Garter, a distinguished literary critic. We took lunch together and, while there, in came Anna M. Morhardt. She told me that she was a governess for an aristocratic family in England. A.—You surely have met a lot of our old classmates. I saw Bernerd Luben not ling ago at the University of Michigan. He is at the head of the Horticultural Depart- ment and thinks that Martha Maebius, his stenographer, is one of his prettiest flowers. L.—We’re in the city now. I’ll have to leave you soon. Have you seen or heard anything of our faculty? A.—Yes. I attended church services conducted by Mr. Kempers in the new church at Allendale, and you should see his wife, a former graduate of Hope. Don’t you know we used to think he liked Miss DePree. I guess she liked him, too, the way she turned down others; and now, as I understand, she is still teaching. L.—The last I heard, Mr. Dahlberg was making dolls to amuse the pupils of the little school under the supervision of Miss Wasson. That was a long time ago, though, and I suppose they are married by this time. A.—Jlr. Conrad was superintendent of a school in Big Rapids for several years after leaving C’ville. He has now returned and is living in Ravenna. Miss Emerson fell in love with one of her music pupils and it strangely happened that Miss Shellen- barger was the private secretary to the boy’s father. L.—This is my station, so I shall have to go. Hope I can see you again soon. L. F. A. B. ’22. Page Twenty-five