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

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SENIOR BOOSTER 15 Senior Officers and Senior Booster Staff In the front row of the photograph, on the left side, John Wit, the president of the June 1924 class, may be seen. John was chosen president with a large majority and has shown his class that he can act with precision as a president. Helen Harmeson, vice-president of the June class, stands second in the front row. Helen faithfully carried out her duties as vice-president while the presi- dent was working on the State Discussion Contest. Ruth Emigholz, secretary of the class, is third from the left in the first row. Ruth has worked diligently as secretary, and the records of the class have been kept in fine shape. Thomas Neale, treasurer, is fourth in the row. Tom has worked hard keeping the financial standing of the class up to its par. The treasurer ' s work is no snap and Thomas Neale knows it by this time. Claude King, editor, is last in the front row. Quite a tremendous task was accomplished by the editor of the Senior Booster. Each year the graduating class of the school wants to put out an annual, but this seems to be undesirable, so the editor of the paper decided that it would be a good idea to put out a large Booster. He leaves it to your decision as to the quality and quantity. The last three rows are the members of the Senior Booster staff. These •stu- dents have worked faithfully for weeks to make this the largest and best Senior Booster ever published at Manual. They humbly submit their work to you, and sincerely hope it will meet with your approval. And — in conclusion — they wish to add that they have enjoyed every bit of work on this publication and only wish that the job might have been done better. The second row, from left to right, is as follows : Mildred Bostic, Gladys Steinmetz, Blanche Blakley, Margaret Mertz, and Myrtle Frye. Third row : Irene Bowers, Grace Grimm, Helen Adolay, Ruth Sexson, Jessie Taylor, and Dorothy Feldman. Top row : Vernon Cristee, Lynn Dismore, Clara Mahr, Edgar Roehm, and Paul Duddy. Victor Saunders was unable to be in the photograph.

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14 SENIOR BOOSTER GIFTS OF THE JUNE CLASS OF 1924 We, the class of June 1924, give to the following Manualites gifts which they deserve and should by all means receive : 1. We give a drum to Blanche Blakley, the most quiet girl in our class. 2. We give to Zip a football in honor of his memorable career at Manual. 3. To Johnnie Wit we give a few A ' s so that he may leave school with a good record. 4. We give to Vernon Cristee a set of false teeth. It might curb his talking 5. We give to Gordon Leonard a burr so that he may never forget the class play. 6. We give to Harold Blair his only rival in speed — Spark Plug. 7. We give to Fred Fish a pole, hook, line, and sinker. 8. We give to Miss Durst the secret of silence in the library. 9. We give to Claude King the editorship of the Atlantic Monthly. 10. We give to Mildred Bostic Mary Bostwick ' s job on the Star. 11. We give to Shrimp Duddy a book on how to grow tall and handsome. 12. We give to Bernice Tyner a patent on her haircut. 13. We give to Louis Weiland a greenhorn. He doesn ' t seem to be making much headway on the cornet. 14. We give to Mr. Sanders our thanks for the many part times he has issued. 15. We give our profound gratitude to those of the faculty who helped make our years at Manual successful ones. 16. To Helen Draper we dedicate Victor Saunders ' permanent marcel. 17. We pass on to the January 25 ' s the two best rooms in the building, 21 and 22. 18. To future stars, we dedicate Edith Bullard ' s recipe for a. perfect re- port card. 19. We give to the future Booster room bouncer, Dorothy Feldman ' s official title. 20. We leave to future classes the one and only motto, Strive, Advance, Succeed.

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1G SENIOR BOOSTER sSs ii i5 Class Prophecy By Mary Hill In the year 1939 unbelievable miracles happened. The most astounding of these was that I obtained a position as a society reporter for a promising news- paper called the Indianapolis Booster. When I reported to the editor ' s office I was pleasantly surprised to see that he was no other than my old classmate, Claude King. For old time ' s sake he gave me the job of writing a most interest- ing account of a wedding for the society page. The wedding was to take place that morning, so I hurried off to the church. I left the editor ' s office and entered the elevator, and as I was whizzed down to the main floor I glanced at the elevator man. I recognized John Moore, but I did not speak to him. As I left the elevator I recalled that John had always had high ideals. I stepped into a waiting taxicab, and as I did so I saw that the driver was Alec Williams. Away we whizzed toward the church. At Illinois and Wash- ington streets we were held up by the traffic. I gave the traffic cop an impatient glance; then I looked at him again. I recognized that he was none other than my old classmate Orrel Hoyt. Then my attention was alsoi attracted to a group of people on the corner. People were gaping at two men, who (I could see by their demonstrations) were selling a patent hair tonic. These crafty men were none other than Harry Rabb and Edward Reifeis. My attention was suddenly drawn to a terrible commotion on Washington street. When I asked my driver what had happened, he said that Oscar Herbst, a motorman, had been watching two nice looking women and had almost wrecked the street car. When Alec pointed them out I recognized Isabelle Robinson and Emily Svendson. The traffic signal changed, and I started on my way again. I noticed nothing of interest except a large white mule sign which said that Charles Gorman and Joseph Mitchell were proprietors. I knew that they had many patrons. At last I arrived at the church. I saw a man and woman en tering the church. It was Verne Baldauf and his wife, the former Grace Grimm. They were so absorbed in their conversation that they did not notice me, so I hurried past them into the church. I took my seat in the reporter ' s pew. I had a good view of the whole church. Several other reporters sat near me. One I recognized as Herbert Stewart, the society editor for the Times. His wife (I knew her as Roberta Lamb) was with him. As we were representing rival papers, I turned my back and did not speak to him. I remembered that I had been requested to make a note of all important per- sonages present, so immediately I wrote down that the state ' s governor was present with his wife. Our president of 1924, John Wit; the wife, Margaret Strieblen. Across the aisle from me sat a gray-haired man whom I recognized as Law- rence Ritter. I remembered that Lawrence had always had news about my friends, so I went over to talk with him. He said that he and Walter Dolk had gone into partnership and bought the Flexible Toothpick Factory. He said that several of our famous class members were employed there. Richard Smith was sales manager— he could sell anything. Lawrence ' s private secretary was Elsie Stoiber. Leona McWhirter and Ida Davis were bookeepers ; Milton David- son, Vernon Cristee, and Frederick Oliver had charge of the advertising, while Lester Noerr was head janitor with Russell Johnston, James Burgan, Edwin Harold, Paul Case, and Thomas Neale under him. Lawrence then suddenly remembered to tell me that he was happily married to my friend, Erna Hartman. He continued with his news. He had heard that