Creston High School - Annual Yearbook (Creston, OH)

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.----- . A-M e -4 ff'- : l...-.,s. -TEWE AQEWMAL . Isn't that about all? asked Ken. I never supposed they did so much in High School. Yes, I replied, about all, just one more thing. The JuniorfSenior banquet was held May 14 at the Wooster Country Club. We enjoyed every minute of it, es- pecially the speeches made by our beloved teachers. The following September, we entered the study hall, and found ourselves the proud possessors of the back seats. Mr. Metz was chosen advisor again this year. The officers were: Earl, President, Glenn, Vicefpresidentg Bertha, Secretary, and Doris, Treasurer. Our delegates to basketball were the same. Our girls won the tournament. Earl won second in the County Declamation Contest with his lawyer's plea from 'Madame X.' V L'On November 21 and 22 we gave our Senior Class play, Who Wouldn't Be Crazy? Was it a success? asked another cowboy. They were all excited by this time. A success? You do not know Mr. Metz' coaching! The auditorium was full both nights. And then there was the Annual to be published. Our capable editor of the 'Monday Bluzf Glenn Amstutz, was Editorfinfchief. It is no wonder that our Annual was a success, with Mrs. Mcllvaine as advisor. Earl was chosen as our Orator, too. His oration was called The Two Roads, and was a cry for peace. He won third place in the County Contest. In January Ellsworth Kime joined our class. Glenn, Earl, Welcome, Virginia, Lucille, Luella, Hugh, and I went out 'for debate, but only Earl, George, Glenn, Lucille, Hugh, Welcome, and Virgina were chosen. Then there was the juniorfSenior Banquet, Baccalaureate, and Commencement, and it was here that my high school career came to an end. Twentyfsix members had reached the top of the ladder, proud and happy, Thanks, said Ken, Oh, ever so much. Why I feel as if I'd gone to High School too. As I glanced at the flushed, happy faces of those cowboys, tears came to my eyes. How happy I would be if I could only give them the advantages I had. Now I was realizing what a wonderful thing an education is. A week passed. Things had been going wrong at the ranch. My father was away, and the burden of taking care of the ranch fell on my shoulders. Half angry and discouraged, I rushed from the corral. I heard a step behind me. It was Ken. Discouraged? he smiled. I know the battle's' going against you, but stand and fight. He was gone. I stood stupefied. Where had I heard those words before? As I stood there, watch' ing the last rays of the setting sun play on the sand that lay around me, I vowed that I'd fight to the finish, and win. Then, out of nowhere, came the tune of a song I had not sung for ten years. lt was the Creston High School Song. Ah! now I knew where those words came from. Unconsciously, I threw myself under the tree, where a week before I had told the boys the story of my High School days. I was living again those happy days, and wishing I were there. As I lay there, across my mind flashed the words of part of the song I shall never forget: A-nd though the battle goes against you, 'You must stand and fight, So tL'l'lLlf6,CT the contest Win for Creston Highf' -DOROTHY DULIN. Ifpage Twentyfsixil

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. me -ree Magee Class History Ever since I moved to my far Western home ten years ago, it seems, for some reason or other, that I am no longer connected with what was once my old home town. Excepting a few letters from my old friends, I never hear from anyone. There are no neighbors within many miles of me, and at first my days were rather lonely, but one can get used to anything in ten years. About a month ago, as I was lazily stretched out under a shade tree, trying to decide whether to go to sleep, or listen to the cowboys talk politics, I was startled by a voice saying, Say, did you ever go to High School? I rolled over and looked at the speaker, a tall, lanky cowboy, who had never gone beyond the eighth grade. High School? I smiled. Indeed I did, four years of it. ' Four years, he repeated thoughtfully, What's it like, anyway? Why not tell us boys the whole story? Mercy, I exclaimed, Its been ten years since I graduated, but I'll do my best. It was in September 1927, when fortyfone widefeyed students started to climb the ladder of success. The ladder was too steep to climb, I guess, for by the end of the term, five had dropped out. We elected officers: Earl Hoisington as President, Edward Jesser, Vicefpresidentg Welcome Plough, Secretary, and Ellen Carpenter, Treasurer. We chose crimson and gold as our class colors, Miss Brillhart was our class advisor. The first year went amazingly well, and all began to look forward to our Sophomore year. There were only twentyfeight members that year. The first thing we did was to change our class colors to green and white. Our officers were: Earl, refelected as Presidentg Welcome, Vicefpresidentg Lucille Irvin, Secretary, Ellen, Treasurer. Miss Park was chosen for advisor. Here I paused. What else had we done? It was a shame I'd forgotten so much. Didn't you do anything except study and recite? asked the cowboy, Ken. Oh, yes! We had a baseball and a basketball team. We Sophomores were rep' resented in basketball by Bertha Bartholomay, Ruth Sykes, Margery Fetzer, Edythe Guthrie, Hugh Buchanan, and Earl Hoisington. Hugh was also on the baseball team. This year was not as interesting as our Junior year. We had lost some of our old members, but Annabelle Winkler and Paul Beaver were gained. Paul had left us when a Freshman, but decided Creston was the best place after all. Later, in the spring, Luella Franks came. Our officers this year were: Glenn Amstutz, President, Bertha, Vicefpresidentg Lucille, secretary, Doris Gatt- shall, Treasurer. Many enjoyable parties were held this year. We were represented in baseball and basketball again this year. Annabelle was added to the girls, and Paul to the boys. Our girls won the county championship and were the proud owners of the silver basketball. Annabelle won second place in foul shooting. We elected three members to the Athletic Association: Edythe, Margery, and Hugh. Bertha was apf pointed High School Treasurer, and Earl won third place in the County Declamation Contest. Glenn, Earl, Welcome, Virginia Stebbins, and George Showalter were our enthusiastic debaters. Our team won third place in the County. The orchestra was represented by Glenn and Welcome. So you see there wasn't much we weren't in. This year we had the responsibility of publishing the High School paperf'The Monday Bluz'. We tried to do our best, and I hope we succeeded. But the best is yet to come. On April 11 and 12 we presented Fingerprints, a delightful comedy, and made all the more so by the excellent coaching of our ad' visor, Mr. Metz, and Miss Alsdorf. The play was a real success. fPage Twenty-five? 101: Gl1J

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F V 111' 2 I -.-E as Sc-,Qnur F ' 'muon ug in 5 'ME Aiyigngrmam. High School Song Onward, fellows, we must conquer Fight for Creston High Brown and Cold expects a victory Win for Creston High! Honor, fame, and glory calling 'You inust do your best, So whate'er the contest Wiri for Creston High! Fight then, fellows, fight to conquer Fight for Creston High, Never weary in the contest Wiii for Creston High! Though the battle goes against you Ton must stancl and fightg So whate'er the contest Wiri for Creston High! fPage tTLL'6'l'Lf1V'SC'l7C'l LJ