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

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Twenty-six CRUX HI SKAN Senior Class Poem The class of ’28 broadcasting. Every one please listen in. And the sounds that shall befall your ears Will not be “static” or “Sin.” Of all the classes that have gone before And others that may be the “laters” The best of them all will certainly be, C. H. S.’s twenty-eighters. The C. H. S. Class of ’28 Could not be so very wrong. For others have done as we have done And now—they are gone. Our high school days are numbered. And now we too will be going, Each one to take his place in the world And the seeds of his life be sowing. Each one will reach his goal in life, And even though he gets there late, There need no one fear that he’ll ever fail, For he has the spirit of ’28. —NORMA E. LEETH.

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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.

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CRUX HI SHAN Twenty-seven Senior Chapel Thursday, January 12, the Senior Club, with Harry Hughes serving as chairman, presented a musical program. It was as follows: Short Address ...........................Chairman, Harry Hughes Class Prophesy ..........................Dorotha Thorne Vocal Solo ..............................Thelma Thomas Joke Paper ..............................Glenola Hoops (Ann E. Stoneburner |Gaynell Roush | Florence Giles | Lena Rowe j Hazel Blosser [Beatrice Smith [Margaret McMillan Vera Scott Piano Solo ..............................Norma Leeth Vnral Dnpf (Florence Giles) Guitar Accp. Hazel Blosser[by Miss Giles Vocal Solo .......... ....................Beatrice Smith The task of introducing class club programs fell to the seniors’ lot. We hope that we have succeeded in “putting it across,” in so much that the other classes will follow in our footsteps and carry on the work that is no longer ours. —ELSIE WOOD. Sextette Violin Duet