Frankfort High School - Cauldron Yearbook (Frankfort, IN)

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Fred Benjamin Cobee Orace Ihckcraon Jame Martin Corbett Fred Benjamin Cohee Duke.’ He seems s. near, and yet so far. Did anyone ever mistake Fred’s Ha-Ha” for cyneeism ? We always thought Duke was a woman-hater until lately, hut now he has conceived an unusual partiality for Paris street. Grace Dickerson. Martha Caroline Forry. The power of gentleness is irresistahle. For a pastime .Martha is studying l.atin. ff it wasn’t so much • ertioii. Martha might get all her l.atin. hut then Miss Clavbaugh might not call for it. N'o one might rob her of her modest demeanor.” Grace has traveled 5.760 miles just to attend F. II. 5. Mary M. Egan. “Tranquility! thou better name Than all the family of Fame.” In spite f the charms of Indiana. Mary thinks Ohio is quite the finest State in the Union. James Martin Corbett. My crown is my heart, not on my head.” James’ sunny smile and hair are only reflections of a yet runnier disposition. 1- i f l e r II

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Gladys Marie Campbell Mabel Chrirtana Campbell Robert Morris Campbell Nettle May Dukes Agnes Marie Dearth Gladys Marie Campbell. Down in a green and shady nook a modest violet grew. Gladys is quite a history shark. We can't solve the problem, but we're positive that Gladys will enlighten you upon the subject. Mabel Christiana Campbell. See this young accomplished girl. W hose words are smooth as oil; W’ho’d marry almost any man. To keep her hands from toil.” Robert Morris Campbell— lack Menzies. A lion among ladies is a most dreadful thing. Ilob is quite a model young man. W e sympathize with him in his extreme bashfulncss ami lack « f appetite. Lois is helping Hob to retrieve his reputation as an Outcast of Society.” Nettie May Dukes. A face with gladness over-spread! Soft smiles, by human kindness bred ! It is said that Nettie often burns the midnight oil. and it is very evident that it is to some effect. W'e still remember what a shark she was in eighth grade arithmetic. Agnes Marie Dearth. Happy am I ; from care I am free! Why aren’t they all contented like me? Agues' breezy laugh, followed by Mere comes Agues and Maude; shortly. Girls, quit that gabbling and get out of that eloak room! P ii r t e c II

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Ethel IxHiiac Fortune Beryl Femald Jerome Z. Ep»tcm Ruth Eathrr Fox Fannie Gertrude HeavQon Ethel Louise Fortune. “How sweet and gracious, even in common speech.” Louise is one of the musicians of the 1913 class. If Louise didn’t live so far away, and she wasn’t s.. slow, she might arrive at F. II. S. sooner than 8:29 a. in. Beryl Fernald. So wise, so young, they say. do never live long.” Meryl has always been popular with her classmates, and especially are we grateful to her for the generosity she showed in throwing open her home for our class party. W e’re all afraid Meryl has evil designs on that scholarship! Jerome Z. Epstein. “The world knows not of its greatest men.” Jerome was treasurer of “The Cauldron.” and we can't see how the das of 1912 managed without him; 1914 will need him—but can't have him—1913 s got him. Ruth Esther Fox. Her ways are ways of pleasantness. A member of our menagerie. But what’s in a name? When you know Ruth you are sure there is nothing, for she scemcth as docile as a lamb. Fannie Gertrude Hcavilon. ‘Noble by heritage. Generous and free.” Generosity is the keynote of Gertrude's existence. In fact there are few f us w ho could have won our diplomas ii we liaden l been fortified by her “Divinity. huge red apples, ami other good things to eat. too numerous to mention. S i x teen