East Liverpool High School - Keramos Yearbook (East Liverpool, OH)

Page 12 text:

154 livramna Class of ineteen-Ten CLARENCE LEMMOX Latin Editor of Kerztmos. lie-holil our illustrious editor. one who clips from thc clipper :tml swipes front the swiperf' MILIJRED WEAVER Latin Secretary of Senior Class. Cir- culation litlitor of li:-ramos. lf music is the foutl of love, play on.' LEROY RICHI-IY linglish Athlete. Best pitcher in High School history. In school he specializes in geography. ls supposed to have culled on at girl once lnut verilietll. Ambi- tion---To he a cutnhinutiun of Baseball and Basketball star. ELLA MCLHAN I-Inglish Speaker. Student. One of uur quiet little girls, with tlztrk brown eyes uml llattrinr: curls. FLORIENK' l-I STUNI-IY l-Inglislt She would rntltvr he seen and not lit-zm.l. HARRY HILI. Latin Grammar L'ockin's Pets Basket Ball 'l'eztm '08-'0'1. Sr-niur's Basket Hall 'learn '09-'l0. Cottnttaml large fields, hut cultivate small ones. SARA VAUGHN VODREY Ensllish A laugh is worth a huntlretl groans. ,Z BEATRICE M HA RIN linglish A quiet utmhtrusive Senior. RALPH SMITH l.:1tin Cockitfs Pets Bzxskethztll 'l'eam '08-'09. Senior Basketball Team '09-'1U. Athletic l-Ztlitor uf Ker- ztmos. Treasure of Class. This Smith, at mighty man is hef' t HARRIET SHAWKE English Nut at very great saint, and not 11 tery great sinner. but iust a metliutn. DAVID TALBOT miss Sltake.H Cap l nglish Genius, Athlete. Philosopher, Beauty. Muther's only boy. Very chubby. very lazy, very good-naturetl. Wellafed---trust him. First 1910 star athlete. The Mark Twain of the Class. His startling theories, phantom- like iukes and real wit lung ago earned him the title of Shake- speare. lf leuulcl only learn as well as l hear. how wise I would he. ---Shakespeare. DAVID RHESE Latin lfouthall '09. Virtue is the tirsl title uf nobility. VVlLl.lAlVl BAKER English Captain 1910 Track Team. A hero is a hero---in athletics as elsewhere.

Page 11 text:

lfrramnn 153 lass of ineteen-Ten LEROY SHAW Latin Laughing cheerfulness throws sunlight on all paths of life. ALDA FOVVLHR Latin Honors to her, who honors deservetlif' OLIVE J. ZUOK English Musician. Member of Kerztmus staE. Artisticremperament. one of our classic, mueluvbelotud beauties. Specialty is tuczil music. alonz which line she is above our range to criticise: we can only admire. A graceful sun: bird with :t gentle browg a cheek tinged lightly and a duve- like eyeg and all hearts bless her as she passes by. lf'l'l'llCL VVEHB English The temple of our purest thouglme is---silence. EDWARD GRATTON English Poet. '4But are you so much love as your rhymes speak. jOSll'I llEA'liRlCli Latin SHERBON Student. Josie has Lt purpose in attentlimg High School. and she tloes not forget il. The greatest memory we have eter ohsert ed. A hartl working, testless credit to the class. -.4 EMMA APPLE Latin Those eyes of thine from mine have tlrawn salt rears. ETHEL M AY CALH OIJN linzlislt A winsorne lass KATHRYN l'Htll-Ilili DAVVSON Latin From morn till night she plots and plans, some greatness to ur:hiet'e. JAMES BOY D linglisli 'let the fztrmer he honorable in his calling. LUCY GIBSON English 'Best of all among the rarest uf gootl ones. til-ZORGE R. NICHOLSON Latin Student. Right guard on 1910 Football Team. Disposition-N gentle and quiet. No marked exuberance of loquacity. Ambi- tion ---4 tou sacred to divulge to 1: u in in U It herd. Whoever lmlushes seems to be good. But 1 ean't help it. l'm a minister'l son.

Page 13 text:

EFHIIIUS VoL. I EAST LIVERPOOL, OHIO, MAY i910 No, 6 The Wages of Sin apartment sat the solitary figure R121-J of a man-alone- but for the white, ghostly casket at the other end of the long room. It was dark save for the last few rays of light that threw weird shadows on the floor and caused the haggard face of the man to look even more wretched than it was. Outside the wind moaned painfully and within the air was heavy with the per- fume of rare and exquisite fiowers. A tiny jeweled clock ticked mercilessly, vindictively the words, Mur-der-er, mur- der-er, and the accusing word burned into the man's inmost soul, causing him to forget all but the dead form of the beautiful woman in the white, gleaming casket-the sweet, pathetic face, never so lovely as now, the sad, gentle eyes forever closed,-the dainty mouth with its little droop of pain. He remembered how good she was-he would give worlds for the opportunity to begin again-but it was no use-he could never retrace the step he had taken. While he sat there a thousand demons danced before his eyes- a million fingers pointed at him in accus- ing scorn. He could endure it no longer- he would look upon that sweet face once more-then he would follow the beckon- ing fingers, to eternal torment. With tottering footsteps he makes his way to the casket, and as with trembling fingers he removes the cover, his white LONE in a splendid, luxurious lips murmur the single word, Murderer. All his cruelty appeared before him-a knife was being pressed against his breast. He could feel its keen edge. Presently it would enter his heart and he would re- ceive his punishment. Another dagger pressed his side-he could feel the hang- man's rope about his neck-he could see fire burning beneath his feet. He was starving - thirsty - dying. Would not some o11e give him water, food, comfort? Could he not for a moment be released from that awful torment? The demons danced on, and the little clock still ticked accusingly. With agonized terror and suffering, his wild eyes are fixed upon the white, still corpse. Look! Oh, in God's name, look! See that hand! Does it move? Does it move? A frenzied shriek comes from his parch- ed lips, piercing the fearful stillness in its awful intensity, penetrating to the farthest parts of the house. He falls fainting be- side the casket, for one moment at least relieved from pain. Terrorized servants bear him from the room and frightened men and women apply restoratives. is as -:Q is Pk wk It is midnight. A solitary candle throws its pale light over the ghostly coffin. The room has grown cold, the clock on the mantel-piece has struck the hour. There, in the far corner of the room, a curtain is drawn aside, and the husband, with gleam-