Decatur High School - Ravelings Yearbook (Decatur, IN)

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nvEji ij G-S. Now let ' s have a speech by the ex-president, suggested Vic- tor. Dorothy Walters immediately arose and began: Classmates, I did not come here tonight, prepared to speak, but I suppose that is one fo the consequences of fame. What strange things happened during my eight years in the White House. At one time Lois Bowen came to me begging tor a position. She was in rags and said her husband was in Africa. 1 hated to refuse he request so I appointed her as Chief Shiner of the Doorknoos in the Capitol. Of course you know Homer Ellsworth and I were always pals so I made him Chief Justice of Supreme Court. He was the one who proved the innocence of Naome Gilbert, who was accused falsely of the murder of Esta Flemming. a New York Banker ' s wife. To my extreme sorrow 1 had to veto a bill petition- ed by Velma Erwin and Alice Lenhart to permit dancmg in the public schools, because I was a Methodist. Now as to the principles, I stood for, 1 believe — . No politics, no politics, interrupted Harold Dtniels, this is a non-partisan affair. It ' s nearly time for the cock to crow and we want to hear about some of the rest. Pat Costello what have you been doing? The ' Gent ' s Beauty Parlor, ' conducted by Wilda Jlice and myself was one of the most flourishing establishments of the day, boasted Pat, Men surely are vain creatures. Sal have you a powder puff ' . ' I heard Donna ask in a muffled whisper. Why Donna Parrish, how have you kept still so long and where have you been? 1 asked. They were two of the New York 400 spoke up Victor. Their patrona.ge made the ' Daniels Baltzell Millinery ' famous. How ' d you get that way girls? inquired Lou. Married Bluftton Millionaires, they answered glibly. My attention was next attracted to Victoria, Marsha, Cleo, Audrey, Mary and Flossie and Helen Myers, doing strange fantastic figures at the outskirts of the crowd. Why. what in the world are they doing? 1 inquired in amaze- ment. Oh, they are practising the latest dance brought straight from Hawaii by my husband, Arthur Fruechte, answered Irene Zwick. You know he was the famous aesthetic dancing teacher. They were called The Winsome Willowy Seven in the Follies. The curious meeting was now interrupted. A cock crowed, long and loudly. Pat Hyland jumped into their midst with all his old pep and vigor. Everyl)ody now, he cried. Give nine rahs for the Seniors and make ' em big. The ghostly cheer echoed and re-echoed out through the still cold air and then all was silent. Nothing remained but the glowing embers of the fire.

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J?HVEJl IJ G-S. cniur Class Pniplicci) When shall we all meet again? In thunder, lightning or in rain? When the hurly hurley ' s done. When the battle ' s lost and won That will be ' ere set of sun, Where the place? Class of ' 21 met once more. Non the hurley hurley done, Non the battle ' s lost and won. We came from near, we come from far, To circle ' rouEd this sacred fire On hallowed ' eve. AS the chant died away one misty form after ' another emerged from the darkness and took its place in the circle around the fire. Well, who would have thought one hundred years ago that we would all meet together again like this, spoke up one figure whom, after a second glance, I recognized as our former yell lead- er, Pat Hyland. You know after Ireland secured her independence with My Help and I was unanimously elected its president, I never did expect to see my old classmates again. Neither did I, added Charles Downs, Fifty years ago I was in the wilds of Africa, studying the habits of monkeys in a vain attempt to prove the falsity of Darwin ' s theory but I guess old man Darwin must have been right after all. You must have been just as foolish as my husband was, spoke another spirit who was none other than our old friend Florine. What do you think that Loren did? Not long after our marriage, which was one of the affairs of the season, he started on a trip to Mars in his Cannon Ball Express which he himself invented and I have never seen him since, she concluded sadly. The scene of this strange meeting was the yard of the ancient high school building and the time was all hallowed eve in the year 2021. All the spirits of the class of ' 21 had assembled from their respective homes in the Lard of the Shades for an exchange of ex- periences during life upon the earth. I looked around the circle trying to recognize in these strange creatures, my former classmates. Why, Lou Butler, I exclaimed, when I saw her, what have you been doing all these years? I know, interrupted Leo before she could answer. Did you ever hear of the famous woman evangelist, nick-named Mrs. Billy Sunday? Well, that was Lou, and I always lead the singing for her accompanied by my v ife, Mae Baker, at the piano. Isn ' t that right Lou? Yes, that ' s all true and do you know who were the fi rst to answer my call for missionaries? Two of our old classmates, Eleanor and Dora Marie. Their fate was a sad one, however. Both were destroyed by cannibals, after six months of faithful service, and as she concluded che wiped a ghastly tear from her eye. Suddenly Bob and Joe sneezed simultaneously. Everyone jumped for ghosts are easily startled. Come -up closer to the fire, urged Dr. Kerke, courtesously. We all know you two are not used to such a cool climate. Let me feel your pulse. I ' m afraid you ' ll both take cold. Everyone laughed as they both arose sheepishly and accepted his invita- tion.

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FnvEji iMG ' S. Senior Class JSlay The Senior Cass Play! What magical powers those words possess! One ' s mind instantly reverts to a wonderful evening, April 1, 1921 when all Decatur wended its way to the gym to see Nothing But the Truth and what a play it was! It was a huge success from start to finish. Every character was exceedingly well portrayed (but all Seniors are talented) and every member of the cast was instrumental in making the play the success it was. In 1920 as Juniors, practically the same cast produced What Happened to Jones. The public, after the taste of that play, proved it was good by the manner in which they bought tickets for Nothing But the Truth. Miss Cook the coach, deserves much credit for her ability to produce a play. The cast is as follows: E. M. Ralston Victor Baltzell Mrs. E. M. Ralston Florine Michaud Bob Bennett Leo Kirsch Gwen Ralston Marie Gehrig Dick Donnelly Bob White Ethel Clark Donna Parrish Clarence Van Dusen Joe Morris Bishop Doran Charles Downs Mable ■. . . Lucille Butler Sable Victoria Mills Martha Lois Bowen The Senior class realized considerable profit from their play. We thank the public for their patronage and though sorry to leave we feel that the Seniors of of ' 22 will give you a play that will equal ours,