Edgerton High School - Edgertonian Yearbook (Edgerton, OH)

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Miss Barnes was mortitied at such actions from her own classmates as she sat there so sedate. Finally she began to hum, If all the rest were just like me. Mr. Krill had a new tie Qmatrimonialj, and Miss Gabriel, disliking it, stayed at home. The figurehead of the class, Mr. Hopkins, presided at the head of the table and ate his soup with a fork. Arthur Cover, forgetting the fact that he would be called upon for a toast, sent his valet to fetch his bible, that he might be able to quote a pas- sage appropriate to the occasion. The Juniors, wishing to be original, chose from their number, Mr. Clem VVorthington, and Miss Edna VVoodward, of Routes No. 1 and No. 2, respectively, to furnish the menu for the last course, which was to consist of Schlitz and pretzels. Mr. Viforthington, being a strict prohibitionist, thought he would put one over 'em, so in place of the beverage he fetched some delicious ice cream from Butler, Indiana. Miss VVoodward, resenting this ommision, refused to hand over the pretzels, and hid them under the table, The obliging Mr. Krill offered instead a box of Cherry Flips which were consumed sine mora. At the completion of the courses Miss Callender announced that a motion for adjournment was then in order. Several among the motley throng cried, Pass the finger-bowl. As Bess VVilkinson thought this was the conclusion of the affair, she took the bowl from the Waitress and hastily placed it to her lips, thereby quenching her thirst. ' ' After this breach of etiquette she proceeded to pass it on, when the bowl began to wabble, and she clumsily let it fall. She nearly drowned poor, little Iennibelle, who sat- under the table munching contentedly at NVoodie's donation. To this day it is not known whether Miss Favorite selected this abode of solitude on account of mere timidity, or because she was shocked at the shameful maneuvers of her classmates. After the disturbance and laughter had been smothered, Mr. George Spake arose, and proceeded to render his notorious eifusion, A Bunch of Forget-Me-Nots, but while thus engaged he became greatly embarrased and exited and snipped off the end of his tongue. Of course he was disabled by this extraordinary accident, and being unable to finish his production, Mr. Ray Maier then came to his rescue. He gave a very interesting talk on VVhat They Do in the Navy. Mr, Killinger ,then thinking it was time to vamoose, arose, spoke a few words of farewell, after which the Royal Entertainers and their guests departedg the latter thinking that this was the most extraordinary, and orginal banquet they had ever attended. ANON. Fair is foul, and foul is fair, Hover through the fog and filthy air. Shakespeare. k l

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LITERARY A DREAM OF THE JUNIOR BANQUET. A sad. sad dream. ' Little did the juniors think while making preparations for the reception in honor of the Faculty. and '13 Seniors, that 'ere it was over their names would be dragged down into history. The acting president, Miss Callendcr, spread the news that the banquet would be given at Hotel Mortland, on the eyening of May Zlstg and so, as the clock was striking the hour, the Seniors accompanied by the Faculty, made their way to the reception rooms where the Juniors were assembled. .Xt sight of the elaborate costumes worn by them, the Seniors were afraid to enter and stood outside amazed. llowever they soon recovered from the shock and could hear the acting president Miss Callender giving orders and a few simple rules of etiquette fwhich up to this time the other members of the class had never heardi. Her words were plainly aucliblei to those on the outside and they taking courage straightway entered. After a few words of greeting from Miss Callender the company pro- ceeded to the banquet hallg all in the highest spirits. except Miss Fusselman, who was weeping bitterly because she was not allowed to march with her soul mate, Ruby Foulk, lt seemed to be an evening of disasters. XVhile the guests were 'being seated at the designated places, Mr. Kil- linger, tforgetting the solemnity of the occasionl moved a chair from its place, and caused the' aristocratic Miss XValling to camp herself upon the floor. The Banquet Hall was artistically decorated with the class colorsg and .-'Xmerican Beauty Roses were strewn around with lavish profusion, but what were these compared with those Fluffy-Ruffle Iunior girls, with baby faces? One of them in particular was an object of interest the whole evening. The curiosity was Norma Gabriel. ln the reception room she carried something in her hand which re- sembled a silver dollar. But is was not a dollar. 1 It was a little mirror, and while seated at the table of the waitresses noticed her casting admiring glances toward that littlei mirror which was upon her lap. And she a junior. Suddenly a great commotion was heard. and all wondering at the strange interruption, turned to investigate. , And lo, what a sight. There stood Marie Van Dusen. in the doorway. preparing an apologetic speech for being so late. Her hair was Howing in the night air. and she carried a banner with the inscription E Pluribus Unum-In God VVe Trust. But instead of filling the vacant seat at the table, she marched around it like a Roman Sentinel, much to the disgust of those partaking the deli- casies before them.

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i WHAT THE SOPHIES DID. . There is no other way about it! remarked Jack Langdon to an indig- nant crowd of Sophomores who had gathered to the far end of the level, green campus on the third day after the school year had begun. VVe as Sophomores must have our rights. It is not only our privilege but also our duty to attend to it that these dear little Freshies do not take it into their inexperienced craniums to grow into niaturity too fast and thus blast all future hope of Success! VVhat matters it if the faculty do oppose and even threaten to use physical force for the offence? It is only what the Sopho- mores for years back have been doing. H If tliey Qthe facultyj are here to tight us folks, why. we will fight them, came an exasperating' voice from the motley throng, Sure thing, remarked a boy of large stature. Jack 'Langdon was the ring leader and speaker of the troop. For he was born to lead and naturally took a moreelevated position among his class- mates and along with this he was very popular among the boys, as well as with the.-opposite sex. VVell, suppose we begin. I am in favor of it and will follow your orders. How about the rest of you fellows? spoke Batty Logan as he turned to inspect his companions. I Ditto!,' Ditto! came in chorus from the boys. VVe'can't rush things too much andytoo soon, remarked Dick Pateson, a staunch friend and admirer of jack. If it were not for that French Prof., he continued contemptuously, 'fthere wouldn't be such a fuss made over it. A Hully Gee! cried Batty Logan in his blazing red sweater and his cap pulled half way down over his eye. If there he don't go this minute! Talk of the dev- ' No, it isn't,!' cut in Blake. Itis a Freshie, a new one just arrived todayg was downto the depot and saw him rfet off, and as the boy drew nearer they saw this was really the truth, although they could scarcely believe their eyes. , 'I lVell, I declare! muttered jackg he has that same hateful bearing of proud contemptand presumption. I wonder if it could be that they are re- lated! -As he passed, one of the boys saluted him with Hello, you Freshief' but the Freshie merely poised his headihigh in the air and passed with a conceited look upon his face. Holy Smoke! but ain't he haughty P said Batty. It's my opinion that he should be the first to come down off of 'his high horse? . The boys immediately took a dislike 'to this fellow. lt was bad enough to he a Freshman. but to be a Freshman and look and act the same as the hated French Prof. was really unendurable. So it was decided that they should meet at this same place on the next day at six o'clock, and the boys disbanded and grouped off in twos and threes as was their wont. The next evening acrordingly thev all met at the 'required place and time, and the French Professor wondered not a little at seeing so many Soph- omores gather from all sides of the campus and start toward a particular tree where already a small crowd had gathered.