Emmerich Manual High School - Ivian Yearbook (Indianapolis, IN)

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THE BOOSTER 15 held during the last two weeks. The boys ' singles were won by Ross Lud- low. Edward Thorns, a young hope of Manual, showed fine form in his playing throughout the tournament and was beaten only in the final round. Be- cause of so many defaults in the boys ' doubles, the tournament was called off. They tried to be philosophical about it, but it was pretty hard to give up all hopes of a Class Day program. At least the members of the January ' 18 Class thought so. But while there ' s life, there ' s hope, certainly held good in this case, and the sun smiled again when the good news sped over the telephone wires that the exercises might be held in the Christamore Set- tlement House, January 3, 1918. In spite of the tremendous difficulty in reaching the place, since no special car was ordered, nearly every member was present, Happy memories were called up when Charles MacGinnis, class historian, read his skillful- ly written story of the many social, dramatic and official business af- fairs of the class. Glimpses into the future were vividly portrayed by Marion Wehner, class prophet. Need- less to say, many people were fairly astounded at the brilliant (?) careers outlined and prophesied. All the moneys and useless properties belong- ing to the class were bestowed on needy members of the school in the hope that they can be used in these days of conservation. A group of senior girls sang a song, the words of which, concerning various members of the class, were written by Cora Fred- rick. Mr. Faust pleased everyone by his singing of two delightful songs. Ralph Bradford and Dan Wayman, in comedian outfits, scurried in from somewhere and told jokes and take- offs on the class members. Dancing and a general good time were brought to a close after the clock had been set back only three times in the grand rush for home. The more the mer- rier was certainly proved on the car, jammed with singing and yelling sen- iors, and to the surprise of each one, they are all living to tell the story of the day. — M. E. M. Carl Carpenter to Emory Bryan, just before the curtain rose for the third scene — Emory think of a funeral or something and look sad. If you do, I ' ll feel sorry for you and look sad too. JUST MASOMAS. My goodness, what an unearthly noise fifty girls can make! Elsie Woerner, you save a seat for me! Here ' s a seat, Fritz; oh, goody! Look out, I ' m here, too! Soon all intelligible remarks were drowned in feminine shrieks and giggles. And above this the president was trying to call the meeting to order. You ' d better get a hammer, Nel- lie, laughed Miss Emery, thoroughly enjoying the girl ' s futile efforts to make herself heard. Then Helen sensed what was happening. Sh, Nellie ' s talking. Amid the noise of quieting down, the president, in a stentorian voice, called the meeting to order and asked Mildred Schmedel, secretary-treasurer, to read the minutes of the prec eding meeting. After this Dorothy Nighten- gale and Lenola Andrews, who were busily keeping the other thirty-eight knitters company, burst forth as in one voice: I think our Christmas tree should be mentioned. It took the whole eighth hour to trim it. Yes, sir, emphatically murmured a dozen other girls. Girls, how many dolls do you think we had for the French children ' s Christmas? asked Mrs. Rehm. A buzzing sound rose. I made one. I wonder who got my Hula girl. We had fifty-four dolls which were sent to the orphans before Christmas. Our trench candles numbered fifty- three and we were able to supply twenty-four sick children at the Sum- mer Mission with scrap books. We sent fifty soldiers in the camp hospitals booklets of our jokes and anecdotes. What do you think of our standing? A pleased murmur ran through the room. Some, however, said: But what would we have done had so many of us not been busy with out- side work? For the Masoma Club has only active members, you know. They are workers. Each girl has special duties and does all she can for the school and club. Each one is a Big Sister to at least three Freshman girls. Two girls stay in each Freshman room, and, in order to get acquainted with the girls, they give a series of parties. Through- out the entire term the Masomas keep in touch with the Freshmen and many (Continued on page 24.)

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THE BOOSTER 17 JANUARY 1918 HISTORY BY CHARLES P. MAC GINNIS In presenting this, the history of the January 1918 Class of the Emmerich Manual Training High School, I ask you to share my pleasure in recalling the happy occasions of the past year. A task, yet a pleasing task, often leads one into flights of fancy. Recall for a moment the way in which the poet, artist or musician of old set about his calling. Each held a devout belief in a Muse of his particular art, and noth- ing was ever begun without invoking her aid. Will you forgive me if I make an attempt, however crude, to imitate those men of yore? Picture, then, the historian seated before his work trying here and there to gather up the tangled threads of the Weaver Time. Groping blindly in the imaginary channels of inspiration, he beholds drawing near an ancient Muse upon whom he calls in the old-time way. O, Guardian of events gone by, Events slipped into dim and dusty past. Bring forth again, with charms re- cast, O Thou, who keeping of them hast. So alwavs kind to him who sought her aid, The Muse speaks softly, unafraid. Historian of the January Class, Events and days again shall pass. Write on and on, see each day o ' er, Preserve the record, ask no more. But, I urgred, I must ask more. Where can I find these things, I know not where they are kept, you must show me. Very well, sighed the Muse. You must come with me up into my attic. Attic? I inquired. Yes, you see a Muse is much like a mortal. When we are through with things, they are nut away in the attic for safe-keeping. Suddenly we began to ascend and a moment later we found ourselves in a huge room, all about the walls of which were great portraits and be- neath each of them a long scroll. Now this first picture, I remember is room 29, and the scroll says that on March 1st the first meeting of the class was held. Some fifty members were present and in an eagerly con- tsted struggle the officers were chosen and elected. The Muse touched a button beside the picture, and immediately the fig- ures began to move about in wild ex- citement. What ' s the trouble? I asked. Nothing, said the Muse. They are just having a discussion about the class color. This is the second meet- ing, and a precedent in being estab- lished that things are not to be set- tled without debate. But now they have decided that old gold is to be the color of their choice. We moved up to the next picture, an animated scene. I recognized it as the St. Patrick ' s Day party, on March 16. The scroll was brief. The inscription was the Gym, green ribbons, baby clothes pins, punch, pig in the parlor, music and dancing. Our first attempt at social affairs. The next was surely a moving pic- ture. It was of several dozen oscillat- ing scraps of drawing paper. Finally they settled down and revealed as many dozen hieroglyphics. No, they were designs and one of them, bearing a semblance to either a sorority in- signia or a base ball diamond, ap- peared in the foreground. Recognize it? asked the Muse. It ' s your class pin. Room 29 was the setting of the next scene, the reorganization meeting. I noticed then a number of new faces present, but I also missed a few that had been there previously. I tried to learn from the scroll the details of re-organi zing but there was no comment except upon the political scheming on the part of the girls. A little box then appeared before us, and from it issued a tinkle and jingle as of dropping coins. That ' s the echo of the money con- tributed for various things, explained the Muse. To call it the French Or- phan Drive sounds brutal, and besides there was no drive about it. Every- thing was given freely, and as a re- sult we became the proud god-papas and god-mamas of three little French kiddies. That was written on the scroll, which continued: First a direct help to Uncle Sam through the purchase of two Liberty Bonds and second an in- direct help by sending cheer and aid to his nephews in the form of maga- zines and comfort bags.