Glenville High School - Olympiad Yearbook (Cleveland, OH)

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THE REFLECTOR Lucille Gentner— Hazel-brown eyes If she ever looked angry ’Twould be a surprise. Mildred Witham— She's always out With somebody’s son. Iceland Smith— A dandy sport A popular fellow And ready to court. Marion Selberg— Curly head Actress’ talent “Is his name Ed?” Lester Klein— For our sex fair Has that spirit of “I don’t care.” Mildred McCorkle— She’s witty ’tis true Hut the hearts she breaks Are more than a few. I REMEMBER— When Mr. Towtie assigned a short lesson. When Mr. Hazel didn’t mark cards. When Leland Smith was impolite. When Ruth McGuire wasn’t tardy. When Albert Federman didn’t have his lessons. When Lillian Whitelaw didn’t bluff. When Ted Force wasn’t at a dance. When Esther Baehr wasn’t an actress. When “Chunk” Gage didn’t have a mustache. When Wilbur Tims had his geometry. When Edythe Daley didn’t grin. When Mary Booth wasn’t a suffragette. When Harry Corcoran didn’t play football. When Lester Klein didn’t part his hair on the side. A TOAST. Here’s to our class, the II-A class, May their memory still remain. We leave the halls of Glenvillc High, But we’ll ne’er forget her name. From Freshmen we have struggled here. Thru laughter and thru tears. As Seniors now, we truly say, “We’ve enjoyed four solid years.” So here's to all the students That inhabit this old place, To each, to all. to everyone, That still must run the race. I. S. ADJECTIVES Audrey Dodd . . the strenuous girl Marion Scllberg . . . .the cute girl Ruth Lichtenstein . . . the coy girl “Teddy” Bel ford . . . the fair girl Ruth McGuire . . . the artistic girl Eunice Starbuck . . . the steady girl Esther Baehr . . . the classical girl Ethel Duer . . . the enterprising girl Agnes Stevenson . . the dignified girl Rita Mihalovitch . . . the smiling girl Mary Booth . . . the ambitious girl Mildred Witham . . . the fickle girl Katherine Lymon . . the studious girl Mildred McCorkle . . the society girl Helen Porter .... the shy girl Margaret Buss .... the tardy girl FAREWELL The sun goes down in the west, The day begins to die But through the twilight—a vision— Our dear old Glenvillc High. We see it in all its splendor In the days that used to be ours. The same dear Alma Mater, Above all else it towers. Once more we see your inmates, Once more we hear your bell, Alas—school days are over. We bid thee a sad farewell. 22 I. S.

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THE REELECTOR REMINISCENCE 1AM about to graduate. Oh this long-looked-forward to time! At last my dreams of the last four years arc about to be fulfilled, and here I stand on the threshold—of the world. But now as I am within a few days, even as it were on the eve of graduation, my anticipation of the joys that were to be mine at this time are as yet unfulfilled. I find myself feeling rather sad and I find that I have a little achey feeling where my heart ought to be. I o think that I am leaving dear old Glcn-ville never to return again—as an inmate. Naturally we will all drift back at one time or an other, but it won’t be the same. Never again will we write “Km. 10 after our names, never again will we be requested to report at three-thirty for overlooking the all-significant fact that school begins at eight-thirty and not eight-forty-five. But then too, never again will we have to survive Mr. Townc’s Civic tests or Mr. Biddle’s Chem third degrees.” Not all of us will go to college, so for some school days arc forever over and for those there is a feeling of being suddenly thrust out into the world without any props or leaning posts. Our dear old Alma Mater will always hold a place of endearment in our hearts. It seems like an old friend from whom it is hard to part. How different arc these thoughts from those I had only a few months ago. Now as I reach the time I had thought would be so happy and joyous, when I would be free, the joys of having no French lesson to prepare, and no yellow card to take home, surely do not outweigh the sorrow of leaving for— There arc joys that will long be remembered. And friendships that never can die; So three cheers to our Alma Mater— Long Life to Glenville High!” E. Duer. FOREWORD. Dear pals, don’t be angry. If slams in here you find, We mean no harm whatever, So please keep that in mind. Another thing we ask you— To overlook mistakes, We’re not experienced editors, W’e re really only fakes. The Senior Board.” SOME SENIORS Baehr—A four-footed or irrational animal. Bel-ford—New name for the “Henry”. Bell—A hollow metallic apparatus. Booth—Space for temporary occupancy. Broth—Thin soup. Buss—A small vessel used in fishery. Cole—A plant of the cabbage genus. Corcoran—A biblical name. Gage—Something given as security. Mills—I’roduces finished products, Smith—A worker in metals. 21 Stumpf—A fixed or rooted remnant. Stevenson—A great writer. OTHERS Ted Force— Tall and thin V anity personified Neat as a pin. Irma Melstrom— Never unite Mushing cheeks “Is he cuter Eddie Comyns— Those linger-longer looks An athletic star Not fond of his books. Edythe Dalev— Out for fun Even tho Her math's not done.

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®jje deflector Volume IV. CLEVELAND. O.. JANUARY. 1918. Number 3 Published For And By The Students Of Glenville High Paul Bixler. Business Mgr. Francis Bathrick, ’19 Mary Booth, T8 Mary Black. T9 Harrison Rose. T9 Robert Kline. T8 Editor An-Chief Elmer Ethel Duer, T8 Herbert Florence, T9 Edna Harder, T9 Roma Paehi.ke, T9 Faculty Lindseth, Advertising Mgr. Abram Kaplan, T9 Margaret McNamara, T8 Mildred Damon, T9 Mildred Evans, T9 Miss Pickard Miss Davies Mr. Beman Mr. Little All contributions must be put In the Reflector Itox. Room 8. not later than the twentieth flay of the month EDITORIAL “Live in the present, Our II-A look to the future, but Class leave the past alone.” Thus runs one of our proverts, hut it is our opinion that there will be many Glenville graduates who will prefer, for a while at least, to look back on the past. The graduating class this January contains about fifty members. Many of them have, in their four years at Glenville, been prominent in school affairs. They have helped, to the best of their ability, in the improvement of the school and. in so doing, have tried to do their part in helping to build up for our Glenville an enviable reputation. Doubtless, they are all looking forward to their entrance upon the new and, to them, mysterious ways of life with enthusiasm ; and the sorrow, which the severing of old ties causes, may, for the time, be overwhelmed by the rush of new interests. Nevertheless, in the future, they will look hack upon their high school days as the most care-free in their existence. After their graduation, the class will no longer be united, but will be broken up and its members widely scattered. There will be but one tic which will irrevocably bind them together. That tie is “our school.” It is “our school” now and will always be “our school.” And now, II-A Class, as you leave us, while we, because of our regard for you, a regard which is born of association and friendship, arc sorry to see you depart, we wish to congratulate you on your success in high school and extend to you our hearty desire that life may be good to you and that you may not forget “our school,”— Glenville. Do we ever con-Are We sider, when we feel T houghtless ? about discouraged with the way things arc going, and we can’t, to save our lives, get our lessons—do we ever consider that there arc many people about us who would be more than glad of a chance to secure the education which we think such a nuisance to acquire? Do you consider that nobody ever told us to expect a life of care-free enjoyment when we got into high school, or that we are merely laying up a store of intangible possessions, which 23