Crooksville High School - Crux Hi Skan Yearbook (Crooksville, OH)

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Prophesy of the Class of '28 Twenty-four CRUX HI SKAN One spring evening after I had returned home from school I decided to prepare my history lesson. I ventured to the wide veranda and seated myself in the swing. Before I had covered the assignment I found my mind wandering far away. It was the month of April and Mother Nature had just spread her green carpet with beautiful flowers peeping through, birds had begun their merry songs and best of all life’s joys seemed new and fresh. As I sat there listening to the birds singing and watching the sun sinking in the west, I began to wonder where we, the graduating class of ’28 would be within a few years. The air was very warm, making me feel drowsy and I soon fell asleep. Suddenly I heard a voice saying, “I am Father Time, come with me.” Naturally I was excited and eager to learn what was going to happen. I followed him into the yard and climbed into his plane. Soon we were flying through the air quite rapidly. As we began to descend I saw a large city, but from my position it looked like a toy village. After I found myself safe on the ground I entered a large building with my guide. He told me this was the aviation bureau. When we entered the building I saw a slim fellow coming down the hall. He had light, wavy hair and a fair complexion. As we walked toward him I recognized Ronald Tharpe. I talked with him and learned that he was to be awarded a medal that evening for making a non-stop flight to Paris in thirty and one-half hours. This was three hours less than Lindbergh’s time. I congratulated Ron, but could not remain for time was precious. My guide said, “You must be hungry.” We entered a small tea room. A waitress came to take our order and whom did I recognize but Eva Brown. After talking with Eva my guide and I took a street car to North Seabourne Avenue. We got off the car here and entered a beautiful church. He told me I could see some of my best friends here. Everything was so quiet. I heard Father Time say to one of the ushers, “This is a close friend of the bride.” I knew then it was to be a wedding. The altar was elaborately decorated with flowers. As the melody of the chimes faded away I saw Virginia Cannon seated at the piano, near by Vera Scott with her violin. They were playing “Schoolday Sweethearts.” As they finished Hazel Blosser and Florence Giles sang “I Love You Truly,” accompanied by Ellen Duckworth at the piano. The wedding march was played by Rosa Lee Allen. As they walked slowly up the aisle I recognized the bride, Norma Leeth, and the bridegroom, Frank Nelson. Then I looked at the gaily dressed bridesmaids and just as I had expected Thelma Thomas was maid of honor and Philip Tague best man. As soon as the bridal party took their places, the minister came forward. I was very pleased to see the minister was Jay Brooks. I could not stay to see the wedding as there were many more sights for me. My guide beckoned for me to follow. As we neared a sandjr beach I noticed there was a motorboat race. As we came to the edge of the water a little boat painted red and black flashed by to win and the pilot, Ann Stoneburner, received a silver loving cup. Close beside her stood her mechanic, Claire Spring. Leaving the beach, we entered a large building which was the Court House. I heard a coarse voice talking and looking up saw the judge whom I recognized at once as Marion Giles. Father Time asked me if I had ever been in a theater. I told him “Yes, in the Majestic Theatre in my old home town.” He laughed and said he was going to take me to a real theatre. As we walked down street I saw a large sign—Heart Theatre. He purchased the tickets and we entered. The lobby was filled with beautiful flow ers. It reminded me of pictures of flowers I had seen in books. The carpets were blue velvet. The walls were painted old rose and portraits of outstanding characters like Shakespeare, Marie Antoinette, Gluck and Mozart were hung on the walls. After we had been taken to our seats, I looked at my watch and found I had ten minutes to wait. As I glanced over the program I noticed names which looked familiar to me but f thought surely it couldn’t be anyone that I knew. The lights began to dim and the curtains were being slowly drawn as the orchestra played. First was a solo, by Harry Hughes. At once I recognized it was “Tumpty,” captain of the Perry County Championship football team of 1928. He was assisted by a young lady, tall and slim with black hair. I recognized her as Beatrice Smith. Next was a concert by the Singers Midget Band. Dorotha Blaney was playing

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CRUX HI SKAN Twenty-three Florence Giles leaves her ability to solve arithmetic to Bernice Day. Ronald Tharpe leaves his appearance as Lindbergh to Chalmer Milligan. Hazel Hale and Ruth Klingler will their bookkeeping sets to Clara Wiseman and Thelma Reichen. Vera Scott and Margaret McMillan leave their ability to play the violin to Orma Laughlin and Gail Bateson. To Hilda McDonald and Sylvia McCray, Rosa Lee Allen wills her long hair. Lena Rowe and Florence Giles leave their unending friendship to Dorotha Gossman and Meddlin Canode. Thelma Thomas and Philip Tague leave their love for chemistry to David McFarland and Orma Laughlin. Ivan Eveland leaves his “I don’t know” answers to Melvin Giles. Marian Giles leaves his position on the basketball team to Melvin Conaway. Floyd Smith wills his job as student athletic manager to Joe Hull, providing he is big enough to carry “Old Saul,” the football dummy. Gaynell Roush wills her red hair to Eileen Hunt. Ellen Duckworth wills what is left of her make-up to Lillian Tharpe. Glenola Hoops and Eva Brown leave their excellent memories to Dorotha Allen and Mary Rambo. Bernadine Fell leaves her dignity to Ralph Earns. Elizabeth Moore, Mavis May, Ethel May-field, Josephine Perrigo and Bessie Ferguson leave their positions as typists to the members of the Typing I class. In witness whereof, we hereby set forth, on this sixteenth day of January, in the year of our Lord nineteen hundred and twenty-eight, this Last Will and Testament. (Signed) THE SENIORS OF ’28. Per Lena Rowe. Executrix: Miss Murphy. Witnesses: Orma Laughlin Thelma Cannon Lewis Williams

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C K U X HI S K A N Twenty-five a saxaphone. Then came a comedy play in two acts, “Flap Goes the Flapper.” Next on the program was the world’s famous toe dancer. I recognized her as Mabel Elliott. The final number was the Langstons ’28 Chorus Girls. I recognized eight of the girls. They were: Glenola Hoops, Bessie Ferguson, Ethel Mayfield, Elizabeth Moore, Josephine Perrigo, Elsie Wood, Iva Cannon and Berna-dine Fell. The girls remembered their class colors and wore costumes of old rose and silver. We returned to the plane and soon were flying over river, trees and house tops and soon landed in another city. We left the plane and went to visit the high school. The first class visited was a typing class. The teacher looked familiar but I could not place her until I heard her voice. It was Mavis May who was one of the best typing students in C. H. S. Next we visited a music class. I noticed several instructors but only recognized two of them. They were Gaynell Roush and Margaret McMillan. As we were leaving the building we passed the gym and upon looking in I saw a class of girls in their gym suits. I recognized Ruth Tharpe as the teacher. After we had climbed into the plane, “Father Time” said something was wrong with the motor. As he got out to look at the engine, I sat still and looked at my newspaper. On the first page I noticed the headlines, “Rambo and Hale leave today.” Then I read where Miss Hilda Rambo and Hazel Hale were leaving for India as missionaries. I told “Father Time” I would like to go to the hospital and inquire about a girl who had been hurt. So to the hospital we went. At the hospital, we entered the main office and there I saw a man talking to one of the nurses. When the man turned around I found myself looking into the face of Clarence Jones. He recognized me and told me he had been a doctor in the hospital for three years. He said “Miss Barker will take care of you.” As I turned around there sat Agnes Barker, the head nurse of the hospital. We left Agnes and went to Room 946 where we found the girl, Ruth Klingler, resting easily. After talking with Ruth I learned she had been going to college and working in her spare time. We were ready to leave when a doctor and a nurse entered. I heard Ruth say, “Hello, Doctor Jake.” When I turned around I found Ivan Eveland who was Dr. Jones’ assistant and Addie May, the assistant nurse. We left Ruth hoping she would recover in a few days. Feeling ill I suggested to Father Time that we stop at the first house to which he consented. I noticed a beautiful cottage near by and told “Father Time” we would stop there. Ringing the doorbell a maid appeared. Father Time asked her if she wouldn’t let me come in and rest. She said to step inside and she would see. She came back smiling and said to follow her. I followed her to a beautiful sun porch where I found a couch and reclined for some time. The maid took Father Time to a reading room where he could rest and read. I heard a light knock at the door and opened it. There stood a well dressed young lady. She entered and after talking with her I thought I recognized her as one of the teachers in C. H. S. She told me she was Miss Murphy and how surprised I was. When I told her my name was Thorne she could scarcely believe it, for I had grown so tall and slender and was very modest. She said she had left C. H. S. when our class graduated. She had always been interested in law and had taken it up as a study and now was a lawyer’s wife. I soon felt much refreshed so Father Time and I left, wishing Miss Murphy much happiness and success. But alas! We were ready to start home when I awakened and found myself sitting at home in the porch swing in Crooksville with my history book open before me. —DOROTHA THORNE.