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

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22 THE BOOSTER day, not tomorrow was highly ap- proved by the experienced Ruef-Kur- man syndicate. So we ended it by selecting Ever Onward submitted by Edna Hynes. I ' ll tell you some gos- sip about Paul Ruef and Peggy if you promise never to tell a living soul. Listen — it ' s rumored that down to the altar they ' ll mope, to the sweet sooth- ing tunes Mr. Lohengrin wrote. Deep secrets! ! ! Yours in a hurry, James. In the Lab. Feb. 28, 1919. Dear Katie: Just a line between experiments. I had to tell you the news. Last Mon- day our political boss came into his own for we elected our own Frank Malcolm Cox, will-maker. Smiles from Elizabeth. Besides we needed a flow- er to grace this class — the Aaron Ward Rose. Imagine our consterna- tion when August Schrader suggested a sun-flower! The girls insisted on Aaron Ward so— what ' s the use? I ' m a second Lieut, now. Newt and Louis were promoted too. You ' d never know the difference though — Louis is so quiet and unassuming about his promotion. Some more persons have stepped into the lime-light this week. Craw Barker for instance resigned his position as class janitor because of failing health — I mean because Vera could not stand the sight of a broom and mop. Harry Menelaus Davis was chosen for this place. A reception is under way for this new officer. The big question in Room 10 is Who spilt the Crackers? Poor Seniors. There ' s no sparkle in our eyes nor bloom on our cheeks for most of us have lived through a Shakespeare performance. Cheer up, Seniors; the Follies is coming. Dramatically yours, Jim. P. S. — LaVerne Ridlen is following John B. Stickle ' s example and is liv- ing on a diet in hopes of reducing her preponderous weight. March 8, 1919. Dear Katie: We know that somewhere in the ranks of our brilliant class we must find someone to shape the destiny of each of its members. It is a well known fact that everyone admires the skill with which Crawford Barker is planning his own future — so who could possibly make a better class prophet. (Applause). Tournament time again! Remember all those good times at Martinsville last year? The sec- tional was held at Tomlinson Hall. We sure were proud of our team, and when they paraded out with their red and white blankets the crowd went wild. Helen Carter got terribly ner- vous whenever anyone remarked about what a dear smile Zeke had. Most of the games were slow and lacked interest but the Manual-Short- ridge game created some excitement. Of course we won! Foolish question. The Red and White team just pranced upon the floor and defeated them in whirlwind fashion. The Monday Echo printed the following: For Sale or Give-away: One Horse-Shoe — See Woody for particulars. Nevertheless an excellent spirit still exists between Manualites and Shortridgers as is shown by the fact that Harold Vorhees and Esther Schmidt only quarreled three times that night. Rare occasion! Speaking of celebrations, there never was anything like the one Monday when we showed our team some real school spirit. Now for the State Meet! Yours for Victory, Jim. P. S. — Some innocent freshie asked where Ruth Smock got her red carnation. Imagine it???? March 15, 1919. Dear Katie: Yes, we lost — but it took the state champs to beat us — of course! La- fayette??? — that city makes you think of ' lil old New York — because they ' re so unlike. We ' d all be having Tomb- stone Blues if we stayed around there very long. It is said that some of Bloomington ' s wealthy citizens were going to send their victorious team for a week ' s stay in Chi. So far they have reached the metropolis of Clayton. Oh Speed! Yours in a whirl, Jimmie. P. S. — Carty came to school this morning with a painf ully injured hand. The stage-door blew against it last night. Our sympathy! March 25, 1919. Dear Katie: Tubby looked so becoming in the green tie he wore St. Patrick ' s Day. And we ' d never suspected he was Irish

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THE BOOSTER 21 First. The habit of splitting up the big Senior Family into three parts. Because it does not allow the Seniors to become acquainted. It breaks up the class spirit and causes the class to become labeled a lazy one. Second. Al Glossbrenner ' s blazing tie, gaudy plaid shirt, and dreadnaught shoes. Third. Tommy Gallagher ' s hot blue serge cap. It breaks too many hearts. Fourth. The Agony Quartette. It has caused enough suffering. Fifth. Bill Engle ' s tragic voice, airy manner, imposing countenance and eloquent nose. Sixth. Glen Campbell ' s red baseball shirt. It ' s too much camouflage. (Continued from page ID booked for a basketball game with the Blind Asylum. Robert Williams is coaching their debating team and has fared as well as Bob, for he has succeeded in getting a debate with the Deaf and Dumb Asylum. Anna Gowens is writing stunning poems for Lew Shanks ' newspaper, entitled The Daily Auction. Saul Robinowitz, Morris Kaplan and Fred Fishman are running a pawn- shop on South Illinois street. Saul says the three balls hanging out in front signify that 2 to 1 you ' ll never get back what you put in. Wayne LaForge has made a wonderful success as a salesman at Kresge ' s five and ten-cent store, and has been made manager of the ribbon counter. His only bad habit is that he is enslaved to the intoxicating beverage known as lemon sour. August Schrader is now Scoutmaster of Troop No. 81-C6 at Rev. Hans Geiger ' s Rescue Mission. Robert Kryter travels in the summer with Ringling Brothers ' circus, as the Hatless Wonder, and in the winter runs the Tri-City Barber College. He has five girl assistants, who are Blanche Brattain, Marjorie Kraft, Josephine Graf, Bertha Newman and Marguerite Hubert. Raphael has at last met his Waterloo in the form of Gertrude Bishop, who draws pictures for Judge and Life. Pauline Lewis has worked up her one ambition and has induced the Indianapolis High Schools to introduce her history in the place of Mr. Moore ' s. At this point Judge Clyde Beem passed around policeman ' s favorite, the noted Pittsburgh Stogies, put out by the Creamatun and Company. Each cigar band had on it an advertisement for the Royce Wright Floral Company. We all lit up and you would have thought it was the Fourth of July. As the members of the police force in the court room were gassed by our talk and suffocated by smoke from our El Puncoes, we decided to disband and let the remainder of the class rest. Now, you can open your eyes and examine your pocket books to see how much you lost or gained during the little beauty sleep. (Continued from page 16) punch bowl. That reminds me — some winders — viz. Admiral Laurie Bass, one told that Manual ' s Chief Chemist Everyone welcomed this husky sail- was wearing out the floor down at or — especially the well-known Miss Marsh ' s. Isn ' t it sad? But, at any rate Hirszchovitz. Tuesday we selected he isn ' t wearing out his welcome at a our class pin design — the one made certain person ' s house. I ' m not men- by Gertrude Bishop. The arrow de- tioning any names but she lives on sign only caused about ten cases of Broadway. Well — this term is gone, heart failure. It didn ' t appeal to our and lots of good times with it; but Us fine artistic sense. The latest affair Seniors are looking forward to an was the Blanket Dance at the Odean. even better time next semester when To be sure the Little Fat Rascal was we shall be in the calcium back. But there — so was Mildred. Oh, yes! we — my spirits are dampened. Just got have our class motto now. We had a C in chemistry. one exciting time. The Rice-Cox ma- Yours in despondency, chine, arranged artistically in the last Ag. two rows of the aud, insisted on, How can you miss when you take Training School, dead aim? That might do for the Feb. 8, 1919. Indianapolis Gun Club but for June Dear Katie: ' 19 never, never. Tears coursed down Second semester began with usual the cheeks of Herbert Mertz and Har- pep. Another person of renown has old Naegle when Love and the world entered the ranks of this class of loves with you, was rejected. To-

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THE BOOSTER 23 before. Yes, we ' ve our class pins and they are dear. Anna Gowens, June ' 19 ' s mascot was recently elected class poet. Now for class play tryouts. Now, with spring here, we turn our attention to athletics. This Interclass meet at the Y brought out a real bunch of athletes. Seniors won, of course. It will certainly be advisable to move the fountain at any ensuing meets, for Tom Gallagher used up too much energy walking to and from his thirst-quenching expeditions. Glen Campbell in the skipping pole vault was a sight we all marvelled at. Likewise did Dick Johnson thrill us in the shot-put. Wonder athletes. Louis Hensley appeared in a new lid. Very happily yours, James. Baseball teams have been organized again. This promises to be an un- usual season — especially for the car- dinals since the have the dignified Donald Euphronius Burge — Manual ' s ' Babe Ruth — for a captain. March 28, 1919. Dear Katie: Just one more note before vacation. Yes, Peggy Lostutter and Burke got the leading parts in the play — that is The Gift. Tom and Marcia have the lead in the Welch play. Louis Hensley did a great service to humani- ty today by handing down his Physics II notebook. That ' s charity in the broadest token. Dexheimer was our choice. Poor Mess and Baldy just begged for Nicholson. They have a studio at Waikiki — I mean Norfolk beach — you know. This is all — now for hikes, picnics, dances ' n every- thing. Yours for a good time, Jimmie. P. S. — Carty never has been the same since he went to see the Fol- lies. The Eta-Bita Pie Sorority, the most disastrous organization at Manual, recently gave a recital for the benefit of the Home for the Harmless. They introduced to the public William Clyde Beem, the fa- mous berry-tone. His most popular pieces were Brightwood Blues and In the Land of Shining Timbers. We predict a briliant future for this member. April 22, 1919. Dear Katie: June ' 19 follows the custom of the other Senior Classes by celebrating its Ivy Day last Friday. We planted our vine toward the north of the build- ing and we sang and yelled enough to make any ivy vine grow— much less one planted by June ' 19. Then we filed down into the aud. for our programme which was very impressive. This ended our Ivy Day — June ' 19 ' s Ivy Day. I ain ' t goin ' to use bad English no more cause this is good English week. And Us Seniors have been selling tags and helping in every pos- sible way to boost the campaign. Miss Perkin ' s class gave us a clean little play, Almost Everyman, in which Al- fred Wall, one of June ' 19 ' s lady ' s men, was the star. The Red and White is sure having its share of vic- tories for we not only defeated Green- castle in a debate but also won the track meet against Crawfordville and the North Side High School. Han ' s car was slightly crowded when it left Willard Park. We just had one good time at the dance Room 29 gave for the seniors. Marguerite says she ' s very fond of dark complexioned lieu- tenants. Must get my Trig. Mathematically yours, James. May 18, 1 919. Dear Katie: Welcome Home day and all its glory is over. I couldn ' t begin to tell you everything that happened. It was just glorious — that ' s all. Tuesday we— that is seniors — went to Tomlinson Hall to help prepare lunches. Talk about eats!! Just ask Mess about it. To be sure Tubby was there. He says the only thing as good as angel- food is more angel-food. Poor child was embarrassed to death when a piece of cake fell out of his pocket at Keith ' s that afternoon. Anna told us about it. I suppose Tubby has heard about the best-laid plans of mice and men. Class play rehearsals are wonderful, they say. ' Tis said the coaches, musicians, and muses nine had one little spread Friday evening. The girls say Ida Waltz and Bertha Newman made the best punch. The goddesses had a regular feast and poor gods were slighted. They just had the best time that night and aside