Findlay High School - Trojan Yearbook (Findlay, OH)

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itni Day 125, lthehtoricals 133, 143, liecorating Committee t4j. Page Twenty-three 1918 A N N U A L Helen Elizabeth Wiseley Classical Course Hail to thee, blithe spirit! -Shelly. Orca Williams Commercial Course A sunny temper gilds the edges of life's lmlackest cloud. -Guthrie. Decorating Committee 443, Blue Hull Gold Weekly 131, Salutatorian. Y D. lf. C. 'l8. HISTORY OF CLASS OF NINETEEN-EIGHTEEN. Milton Uh gentle reader of history, l'ause a moment and bear with me VVhile the history of the Class of '18 ls quickly flashed upon the screen. 'Twas on a bright September morn ln the Autumn of nineteen-thirteen When we into Findlay High were born, lt, is true, a tritie green. That we are not ashamed to tell, Fon each one of us knew full well That growing green with treatment fair Becomes a thing of beauty rare. tlf anyone on the aforesaid debates Take a look at our feminine classmates.D NVe were subject to tl1e usual pranks- Tablets were gone, we got no thanks, VVe sat on tucks and mustard oil, And made good targets for tin-foilg Then the studies seemed so strange, The girls were not used to a kitchen range Many a thumb by hammer mashed, And many a hand cut and slashed, Adorned fellows who had seen tit To wield the hammer, saw and bit. The x, y, z's got our goats, And some stayed over with Miss Coates. VVe soon learned to sputter Latin VVhen our brains began to batten, After absorbing Ancient llistory, Cligyptian, Creek and Latin mysteryj lfVe had three months vacation To recover a good relation For all the things we would hear And muss up in our Sophomore year. liut lo! before me the scene changes, My vision wider ranges. lfVe come now to do our share ln making Freshman life despair. VVe sought seats at the rear of the room, Hut our happy band was scattered soon, Since a Sophomore takes great delight ln passing a note or having a hght. VVc studied Latin once more, A. Strawbridge. About Caesar and his Gaellic war. lfVe also struggled with Geometry, And in proving things became quite free. This year we conquered in battle, Twice making the Fresh heads rattle, And tearing up the dirty rag They had hung up for a flag. Then another year was done, Another year of our course run. Again we quit the red wall Only to come back in the fall. Now the third act was begun- A year full of work and fun, W'hen some should reach the goal, VVhile others fall in some deep hole. liarly in the year Mr. Finton called the class To state the time had come to pass NVhen we should organize And tlout our banner in the skies. Xvlll. Hosler captained our Ship of State, VVith Alice Brenner as his lirst mateg Mary Houck was purser of our ship, And Lester Thomas kept log of the trip. A committee was chosen, class rings picked, Everyone was satisfied, nobody kicked. Our class proved the first to appear ln rhetoricals restored last year. Our class had talent-nothing could daunt usg Our singers had lirst place in Pocahontas. The Spring passed without a iight, We got no chance to show our might, As the twenty Senior boys Were small on tight, but large on noise. Our Junior play, named Suzette. VVas a stellar production you may bet. The play was good: the cast was grand- f.'Xs good as any in the land.D The lnoney made by this was spent .ln the season's crowning event, A reception by the Junior class For the Seniors, who were to pass From our midst to a world of strife To begin their course in life,

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THE BLUE AND GOLD Page 'llweuty-two Genevieve Taylor Classical Course 'She a woman, therefore may be woo'dg She is a woman, therefore may be won. 4Shakespc-are. 4 l.atiu Day 125, Rhetorical Committee 135, Suzette 135, Pocahontas 135, Costume Committee, Pocahontas 135. Bllue and Gold NVt-ekly 135, Girls' Glen- Club 145, Pirates of Penzance 145, Dance Committee Pirates 145, lllue and Gold 145. Henry W. Taylor Commercial Course lf l lose mine honor, l lose myself. - Sliakespeare. Senior Commercial Club 145. Lester Thomas Latin-German Course His study was but little on the Bible. --t'harer Rhetoricals 135, Secretary Junior Class 135. Joseph Edward Tighe Latin-English Course Sublime tobacco, which from East to West, Cheers the tar's labor and the Turkman's rest. -Byron. llaud 125. C. LeRoy Temple Commercial Course I quarrel not with Destiny But make the best ol' everything- - The best is good enough for me, --Riley. K. Blanche Updegraph Classical Course VVhenee is thy learning? hath thy toil 0'er books consumed the midnight oil? -Gay. Rhetoricals 145, Debate Team 145, Blue and Cold 145. William G. Van Voorhis- Bill Latin-English Course Anil when a laCly's in the ease, You know all other things give plave. -Gay. Parkersburg 1VV. Va.5 H. S. 113' 425, 135, F. H. S. 145, Rhietorieals 145. Merle D. Weiger Commercial Course As for women, ' l' 4' we may live with, but Cannot live without them. -Dryden. Lost--A Chaperoum 135, Decorating Committee 135. Rhetorieals 145, President Senior Commercial Club 145, A. A. Park Board 135, 'A'l'he Mau NVho X'Veut 145. Ruby G. Weiger Commercial Course Golden hair, like sunlight SU'61lIlllllg.HfSZlXC'. Secretary S-euior Commercial Club 145. Marian Wells German-English Course Her cheeks like apples, which the sun had rurl'1lieml. -Spencer. Rhetoricals 145.

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THE BLUE AND GOLD Page Twenty-four Thus another year had passed, And we came again at last ' To the walls we hold so dear For our fourth and final year. It was a. line day in September, How well we shall remember The many things that ensued- Pleasures enjoyed, grades rued. W'hen a couple of weeks had rolled away Our president called the class to say That eighty-four pupils could share In the class' important affair Of electing officers for the year, Who could serve and appear At ease before the class. And thus it came to pass That after the ballot was cast, After all the voting was done, Announcement was made at last The following students had won: Hugh Houck took the presidency, And we all know that he Has filled his office day by day In the most satisfactory way. Edwin Hall was vice-president, A fellow who it seems was sent Into this world with a smile, At least he has one all the while. Mary Houck handled the money so well That again to her the duty fell To hold our class' enormous budget NVhere nobody else could budge it. Harold Carpenter was our secretary, He can write accounts airy Of any meeting or class event So that no one will dissent. NVe must admit that this year Our rhetoricals did not come near The perfection they might have done, But we lament for laurels none, VVhen we have talent nothing dannts, As shown by the cast in Penzance. We know yon'll like this Blue and Gold, And as you read it again when old, Remember thtat we passed four years, Many of us with trembling and fears Lest we should fall by the wayside, Nungiered with those who have mentally ied, Until we our prize should win And carry away a crisp sheep skin. These years have not been all song, They have seemed slow and long. But with regret we leave you now, Each one upon his lips a vow That as the rolling years go by, He'll hold up the standard of Findlay Hi. And thus may each succeeding year Make our memories more dear. THE TALE OF SPY fContinued from Page 91 Look thar, said jake, those fellows are comin' right at us. We'd better hide, they might be Hunsf' Yes, said Wilkins, they might. But before you go take a good look at them. Gad, the one looks like a Britisher. The other one wears a spiked bonnet, sur. What does he want with dat-er Britisher? That's what I've been wondering, Jake. It may be the one is a German in a British uniform. At any rate we had better crawl down here in this shell hole and wait. It was not long before the two men in question passed by where Jake and Wilkins were hiding. They saw the one in the British uniform give the German something. It's time for us to follow, said Wilkins. VVe must get those fellows. They trailed them for some distance, then in a very dark spot, after a severe struggle, they seized the two men. It was very diffi- cult for them to get back to their own trenches without being detected by the Boches. The prisoners were taken to a dugout and now for the first time the Brit- ishers recognized their captives. Wilkins summoned his commandant to whom he told the whole story of the capture. I must go to Freules immediately, he said. I give you full command of this trench and be sure to take good care of my prisoners. At daylight Wilkins entered the village. What was all the confusion about? Then he remembered this was the eighteenth day of May. W'ould he be in time? He hastened to the barracks. The quartermaster was not there. He reeled, his head whirled, and he ran, he knew not where. Lookout, if you go any farther you will be shot, he heard a voice shout. What? VVhere could he be? There before him stood the firing squad, with guns to their shoulders. And there-there was Jeane. She looked very tall and commanding. On her lips was a fixed smile. He knew that was her pride, her unfaltering courage. NVait, sirs, shouted Wilkins, waving a piece of paper in the air, I, Captain Wil- kins, command it. The entire crowd turned with eyes fixed on the newcomer. The firing squad auto- matically lowered their guns. Free that girl, he commanded. Then in a high and excited voice he told the men of his adventures. And, he said, the one I captured was Smith, our trusted Sergeant Smith, the other, the German officer, Stroebel, who so suddenly disap- peared. Here is a paper I found on Smith which will prove my whole story. There come the prisoners guarded by soldiers. A trial followed at which many were pres- ent. Smith and Stroebel were found guilty. Their sentence was given, To be shot at sunrise, May nineteenth, Sergeant Smith, a traitor, john Stroebel, a German spy. Captain VVilkins sought out Miss Paget. Oh, jeanef' he cried, I knew you were innocent.