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

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SENIOR BOOSTER On the twelfth day of September, 1921, there entered into the halls of Manual a drove, I say drove because it is a well-known fact that these strange beings do travel in droves, of ignorant, awe-inspired, egotistic, unsuspecting freshmen. Little did these freshmen know of the countless obstacles and dangers they would encounter as they strove to climb the slippery path that leads to success. But little by little these personages learned the ways of their new environment ; learned that if they fell, they must rise again ; learned that they must fight their own battles, and that they must never quit. Some, tiring of the never-ending struggle for existence amid books and les- sons, fell by the wayside, letting slip from their fingers the golden opportunity for success. The others plugged on and on, at intervals lifting their brave racked heads from their piles of books, and, feebly inhaling the welcome ozone, plunged once more into their combat with the school driest subjects. On and on they went. Time passes ; it usually does, and still they strove onward. Temptations to quit and loaf were met and conquered. They then passed through the ranks of sophomoredom and juniorship till, at last, they gained sight of their long sought for goal. They emitted husky shouts of joy, and, tot- tering weakly on their travel worn shanks, cast themselves on their faces and drank deeply of the cool waters of seniordoria. This class of students then cast aside their attitude of underclassmen and assumed the role of dignified seniors. They were envied and looked up to as they strode through the halls. They, in turn, looked with glances of scorn and pity upon the humble freshmen who would engage themselves in such lowly occupa- tions as those of throwing paper wads or pinning notes on a classmate ' s back. If one of these important seniors would unfortunately stub his almighty toe on a step and fall sprawling upon the staircase, would he arise confusedly and blushing from his disgraceful posture and slink away amid the jeers of the under- classmen? On your life, he would not. He would slowly gather together his out- flung arms and legs, arise, and remark casually upon the undue strength of the gravity in the particular spot, and stalk majestically from the site. So is the life of a senior. This class of seniors realized that to advance and succeed as they were wont to do, the.v must choose a staff of capable leaders to direct their destiny. So accordingly on the fourteenth of October, 1924, they elected Alwin Iverson presi- dent and Edwin Ryan vice-president. It is said that two persons were painfully injured by flying buttons when two chests were unduly expanded. Thelma Tacoma was chosen secretary because of her uncanny ability to manipulate a pen and to solve the most complicated problems. Lillian Burnette was elected treasurer because it was thought that no one could survive her pleas for dues. The class on Wednesday, October 22, 1924, passed the motion that Ivy Day exercises be held as usual. They then proceeded to elect a historian and Harry Cederholm proved to be the victim of their choice. As all organizations have a color flag, it was fitting and proper that the June ' 25 class also have one. So on Wednesday, October 22, 1924, they chose the prettiest color in the rainbow, cerise. Since it is customary, the class must have arm bands. The worthy seniors took their pens in hand, pinned back their sleeves and set to work. At the meet- ing on Friday, November 7, 1924, they chose the arm band of Alton Jacobs as the best.

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SENIOR BOOSTER THE BOOSTER PUBLISHED BY The June ' 25 Class of Charles E. Emmerich Manual Training High School Entered as second-class matter March 80. 1912. at Indianapolis, Ind., under act of March 3, 1879. 10 CENTS A COPY 50 CENTS A SEMESTER INDIANAPOLIS, JUNE, 1925 buddies come back to see old Manual, won ' t the Booster office be proud? EDITORIAL Editor-in-Chief Gola Emery Managing Editor Bernice Kirch Associate Editor Marguerite V. Young Girls ' Athletics Lena Rogin Boys ' Athletics Paul Rudbeck, Alton Jacobs Features Thelma Tacoma, Lawrence Condrey Personals Lillian Burnett, Mary Campbell, Helen Vennard, Eugene Coffin, Lee Nichol- son, Walter Dolk. R. O. T. C - Roy Coller Art Editor Dorothy Roberts Jokes Felix Mastropaolo, Anthony Giuffre BUSINESS Business Manager Virginia Keith Circulation Manager Norbert Sack Typist Cleora Robertson FACULTY ADVISERS Mr. E. H. K. McComb Mr. Holloway The Senior Booster wishes to thank Mr. Kirkpatrick for furnishing the group pictures, and Mr. Porter for pic- tures of the class. THE BOOSTER OFFICE Oh, how sad the Booster office will be on the last day of school ! All se- mester it has been living in close asso- ciation with seniors — has seen seniors trying to write something funny for the Booster, has seen seniors saunter- ing along the corridors — and on the last day it will see the seniors shed- ding tears because — oh, don ' t you know, they do not want to go away from Man- ual. When Gola Emery comes stroll- ing into the Booster office twenty years from now — the second richest man in the world ; when Margie Young comes — with some of her memories, of course — a famous writer who likes to remem- ber how she used to pound away on the Booster typewriter ; when Norbert Sack and all the old Boosterettes and their THE LOTUS EATERS All the world honors an adventure seeker. The man who sails boldly upon unknown seas, vanquishes pirates, dis- covers new lands, and wins fame and fortune dims the splendor of kingly crowns. A thousand years ago it was to no glory that a mariner cruised about the Mediterranean. The knight who captured and destroyed a few Cor- sairs was presented at court, rewarded with a few inches of ribbon and an es- tate, and forgotten. Today the sagas of the daring Vikings thrill us still. Columbus is still a hero, and the halo of Peary is yet undimmed. Life is an endless sea with its roar- ing billows, dashing spray, and rugged rocks filling the voyageur with zest. A small portion of its infinite surface has been charted. But so broad an expanse that it seems to equal the whole, lies uncut by mortal prows. Day after day, month after month, year after year, age after age, a million mariners in a mil- lion vessels embark upon this main. The craft that rove this luring, threat- ening sea are of divers forms and sizes — punts with their keelless hulls, frail canoes with their broad paddles, skiffs with their trusty oars, whale boats, staunch and sturdy, speedy motor boats, yachts with their swanlike grace, brigs with their square riggings, clippers with their narrow beam and massive sails, submarines with their crafty stealth, and even ocean liners with their monstrous hulls unshaken by the roll- ing waves. The world marvels to see the routes these mariners take. Light canoes skim out to sea in the wake of the flying clippers. Ocean liners swamp the shore hugging punts with their wash. Ahoy, seniors ! For four years you have prepared for this voyage. This last year, the old friends have feted you and made your parting the occa- sion of a great gala day. Your fare- well fete will end in a few days. Pre- pare to embark. And, bold mariners that you are, think not to return to port. Let lesser mortals hug the shores or traverse the charted seas ; but you cast your charts aside and head boldly toward the vast uncharted ocean. Sail on and on, find new empires and wear their crowns. Never again turn toward this shore. It is yours To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

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(J SENIOR BOOSTER As there is dark, there must be light, and as there is work there must be play. Therefore, the seniors on the eleventh day of November, 1924, appointed Miss Moore to take charge of their Ivy Day exercises so that they might make the most of that day. Then came a horrible pestilence, the marks. It swept through our ranks with unchecked force, and the toll was heavy. Among our valiant number who fell before this pestilence was Edwin Ryan, our vice-president. Inflicted with the horrible disease, flunkitis, Mr. Ryan made the following oration at his last hour with us: Fellow students, I know full well that you can not long endure your hard- ships without my guiding hand, but the end is inevitable. So I must leave you to struggle along as best you can, regardless of your fate. The class then chose on Wednesday, November 19, 1925, Mr. Edwin Eichman to fill the vacant position. While Mr. Eichman had long been a thorn in the sides of Manual ' s worthy foes, Technical and Shortridge, and enjoyed many honors, yet on this occasion several stitches had to be taken in his cheeks because of the enormous grin when he learned of his new office. At the meeting on Wednesday, December 10, 1924, the seniors chose a class pin. It was evident that the masculine sex of our race was in the majority, for block numerals were chosen for the pin. The American Beauty Rose Bud was chosen for the class flower because of its resemblance to the cheeks of our fair skinned female seniors. So ends the first half of our senior year. Now only the cream of that fresh- man class that entered Manual some three and one-half, and in some cases four and one-half, years ago remain to enjoy the fruits of their long struggle. The class looks forward with great expectations for the coming semester as it looks as if it might be a record breaker. WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 19, 1925 THE BEGINNING OF THE END r The class officers of last semester fulfilled their duties so efficiently that they were again chosen to lead the class. With such capable leaders, now seasoned by past experiences, the class should progress by leaps and bounds. TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 24, 1925 On this day the class proceeded to elect a prophet and giftorian. Marvin Cochrane was elected giftorian because it was noticed that when he treated one player on another team roughly he then set about to treat the rest of them the same way. We believe that he will serve us in the same manner. William Lively was chosen prophet because of far seeing facilities of perception. Mr. Lively foresaw the coming of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse long before the clattering of their hoofbeats hove in sight. TUESDAY, MARCH 19, 1925 Our next move was to elect a will maker. Norbert Welch was chosen for this office. No folks, this is not the manufacturer of Welch beverages. TUESDAY, MARCH 17, 1925 The class chose a fine motto to live up to. It is To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield. TUESDAY, MARCH 24, 1925 So that the underclassmen, and other personages as well, might gain visage of the best looking senior class that ever graced the interior of Manual, the class chose the National Studio to make reproductions of their fair countenances. TUESDAY, MARCH 26, 1925 The class held a special meeting to select a class banner. Many good banners were submitted, but the one of Margaret Martin was chosen as the best. APRIL 21, 1925 Our class play, A Kiss for Cinderella, was a brilliant success. Many said it was the best high school play they had ever seen. Thanks to Miss Perkins and her aids. APRIL 21, 1925 Every class takes great care in electing a Senior Booster editor in order that their Booster be all that is expected. The June ' 25 class chose a very promising young journalist, Gola Emery, to edit the best paper of the year. He has a very valuable assistant, Marguerite Young, and Bernice Kirch as managing editor. (Continued on Page 12)