Cowan High School - Sachem Iris Yearbook (Muncie, IN)

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THE IRIS I overheard a conversation between Dorothy and a lady whom I soon recognized as Ila White. She had been employed by Edsel Ford as a tutor for his daughter. Roger, one member of your class must have a large family. Who is the lady with so many children? I inquired. That's Lola Bullock, matron at the Orphan's Home at Anderson. She has won the affection of all the children there, and seems to enjoy her work very much.” I’m not surprised to hear that Lola has taken up that sort of work, I said. At this I was interrupted with: “Yes, the young people of Baton Rouge seem very much interested in Latin and are very good students, I heard one voice say. Another voice replied, Oh, are they? Well! You know that's where the national typing contest was held last year. I wrote one hundred-twenty words a minute and never made a mistake. “You did? Were you ever in Europe? You should see the scenes of Gesar's battles. By this time they were quite close to me and I recognized the first speaker as Lela Marsh and the second as Frances Harbaugh. Good evening, Lela, I said. How are you, and what are you doing now? “I am working strenuously for a very good cause. I teach Latin in Baton Rouge and in the summer I travel, trying to arouse more interest in Latin, was her reply. To Frances I said, “I've heard that you are private secretary to the Presi- dent of Kitselman's Fence Factory in Muncie.” “Yes, and she seems to be finding the way to his heart about as fast as she can type, Roger added. Roger said he thought it about time for them to be getting back to their respective stations. I tried to express my joy at having received a visit from them. The feeling of complacency left me for they retreated into the mist from which they had emerged. At that moment I was aroused by my maid who informed me that an airplane had landed in the vacant lot back of our home. I hastened toward the spot and to my surprise there were three members of the class I had heard nothing about. There was Othal Knight, clad in aviator’s clothes, which set off his manly beauty quite properly. With him were Dr. Francis LaMar and his lovely wife, formerly Dorothy Ball. We went around to the porch and I related my singular experience. Dr. LaMar told me this was only a dream but the strange thing about it was that each character was really filling that place in the world. Othal disclosed the fact that he was having reduced rates on the trip from the United States to Europe by air. I pursuaded my guests to remain for the night and when morning came we all departed, the doctor and his wife for New York, and I was taking advantage of the lower rates by going to Europe. ANNIE SHRIVER. Page Eighteen

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W V AVAV V W V W THE IRIS SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY One summer evening after I had completed mv day s labors. I was seated in a rose arbor facing the lake which was in front of my home. My thoughts had wandered back to the good old days when I had attended Cowan High School. These thoughts caused me to wonder what had become of all the members of the class of 28. Twilight came and I fell into a sort of a reverie. Gradually the air was filled with mist. I sat gazing into it until finally I thought I could discern some people on the other side. Slowly they seemed to cross the lake and come toward me. Perhaps you can imagine my astonishment and bewilderment when 1 recognized the Seniors of 1928. Roger Ream, the former class president, was leading the procession. He told me they had all planned to surprise me with a visit that evening but Ruth Ross, who was a missionary among the barbarous tribes in Africa, was unable to come because of her vital interest in saving the souls of the savages. Roger, I soon learned, was Hollywood's leading comedian, and Mary Johnson, who stepped up at just that moment, informed me that she was playing opposite Roger and was making a big “hit. One of the members, Ina Hayes, who had become very disgusted with men, was gaining much popular- ity as a chorus girl in the Ziegfield Follies. Immediately behind Roger was Dorothy Kirp, formerly vice-president, and Gladys Anderson, former secretary and treasurer. Dorothy had risen to a position as teacher in the Conservatory of Music in the windy city. Gladys, ber old pal, was a physical director in the Y. W. C. A. at Los Angeles. Dorothy and Gladys were kind enough to bring the other members to me and tell me what they were doing. Gladys Buchanan, an American novelist, presented me with one of her latest works, “The Vagabond Prince. Madonna Finley, one whom I was glad to see again, was secretary and satelite of Gladys. Jessie Jeffers was now the wife of one of the Senators from West Virginia and she had also become a very prominent political leader in that state. Towards the back of the line I saw Roy Lyons and his contented wife, formerly Pauline Painter, with their twins Bob and Martha. Roy had established himself as one of the leading dairymen of Wisconsin. Virginia Skinner and Lucile Marsh then came forward and Virginia told me she had gone to an art school at Indianapolis and had become an interior decorator of some fame. Lucile then gave me a print of her masterpiece, At Sundown, a typical Indiana scene. I then noticed some commotion down ti. line and I asked Roger who it was. He replied that it was probably Catherine Reynolds, who was an instructor in toe dancing in Honolulu. “Pray tell me who the gentleman with the cane is, I said. “That’s Senator Carl Oxley, from Indiana, Roger replied. “He's been looking with longing eyes at the presidential chair and he hopes to be chosen for the national leader in the race of 1952 or 1956. “And who is the gentlemen dressed in khaki, conversing with him? Marcus Newton, who has just been put in charge of the boy scouts of Michigan, he said. “I suppose you have heard that one of our members, Dorothy Chalfant, has married Regis Morley, a rich New York stock broker? Page Seventeen

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THE IRIS LAST WILL OF THE SENIOR CLASS OF 1928 Four years ago, less so many days, our fathers brought forth into this school a Freshman Class, conceived in liberty and dedicated to the proposition that Freshmen and Seniors are created equal. We are now engaged in finishing that task, and we do hereby will our possessions, believing ourselves to be of sound mind, excellent judgment and good habits, to the faculty, classes, and to fortunate members of the High School. Attested the 15th day of March, 1928, by Paul Carmichael and Lemma Chalfant. ARTICLE I Item 1. We do hereby will, to the High School as a whole, our good manners. Item 2. Unto our eldest brother, the Junior Class, we gladly will our apartment next to the windows so that they may open them when necessary. Item 3. Unto our second brother, the Sophomore Class, we do hereby will the right to be prosperous as we have been. Item 4. Unto our youngest and greenest brother, the Freshman Class, we bequeath our promptness on book reports. Item 5. We do hereby will to the twin brothers, the seventh and eighth, our opportunity to travel to Muncie. Item 6. Unto our intimate friend and companion, the faculty, we leave permission to make plenty of rules for the assembly. ARTICLE II Item 1. I, Gladys Anderson, leave unto Harriet Leeka my seat in the assembly in front of the best looking boy of the Senior Class. (Othal Knight.) Item 2. Unto that promising sophomore, Ermal LaMar, I, Dorothy Ball, leave my efficiency record of forty words a minute. Item 3. I, Jessie Jeffers, bequeath unto Joseph Ulrich, my greatest treasure, (Mr. Long’s Literature Book.) Item 4. To Corrine Drumm, I, Pauline Painter, leave my ability to keep a steady. Item 5. I. Ila White, gladly will my violin and my place in the or- chestra to Donno Cooper. Item 6. I, Ruth Ross, bequeath my ability as salesman of candy and sandwiches to anyone in the high school who will not abuse the privilege. Item 7. Unto Corrine Drumm, I, Gladys Buchanan, leave my aptitude in getting dates. Item 8. I, Frances Harbaugh, do hereby bequeath to Jeanette Young, my basketball suit and my place as guard. Item 9. Unto Marris Hutchison, I, Lola Bullock, leave my shorthand book. Item 10. I, Dorothy Chalfant, gladly will my complete English, in- cluding Miss Blank, to Lois Oxley. SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS 1928 SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS Page Nineteen k