Goshen High School - Crimson Yearbook (Goshen, IN)

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Crimson were with them at the time. On the ship returning from South America, he learned that Leonard Yoder was a sailor on that ship. Just before I dined, Margaret Bullock, accompanied by her travelling companion, Annis Moser, came into the lobby. Miss Bullock told me of her engagement to the Duke of Salisbury, who had recently arrived from Europe. After dinner, the owner of the hotel, Florence Kluckhuhn, for whom it had been named, came to chat with me. She told me of a good picture that was being i.hown in the theater a few blocks away, owned by Robert McDougall. The film was Merle Hartzler ' s famous production, We ' re on the Railroad Now, starring Mark Det- weiler and Robert Bender. As I had nothing planned for the evening I took in the show, which certainly was a scream. As I was returning to my hotel, a throng of people came toward me. What is this all about? I asked a small boy. Oh, dey haf been listenin ' to dat stump orator. Dale Peffley. He ' s on some kind of a campaign or sumthin ' . Tomorrow night deys goin ' to haf Pauline Reeves, de famous woman suffragette, and her mainstay, Velma Cripe, give speeches. I finally succeeded in pushing my way out of the surging mob and came safely to my lodging place where I retired immediately to my room. The next morning I awoke early, but alack and alas! I found my limbs were aching terribly ; so in desperation I summoned the great osteopath, Paul Butts. He arrived soon with a special nurse, Anna Amsbaugh, to treat my ailment and in less than half an hour I felt as well as ever. I had a big day ahead of me so I needed all my :trength. Vhen I had finished my breakfast 1 went to a bank to draw out some money. The first cage was occupied by Clark Croop. Just before I left I looked at my watch and sa ' that it had stopped. I took it across the street to the jewelry store cwncd by Harold Fairchild. At a case, buying diamonds, was the society leader, Marie Yoder, with her most intimate friend, Katherine Dierdorff. While waiting for my watch I noticed a man, purchasing a scholarship emblem. Vhen he turned to leave, 1 saw it was Fr ancis Koeriier. He invited me to the Learnalot High School of which he was principal. After I had secured my watch we started for the school. It was an inormous building, covering twenty-two acres. It had been constructed by Lawrence Siden- bender, and his assistants, Joe Reichard and (leorge Snoke. Fay Schrock had done all the interior decorating. Lighting fixtures were purchased from Franklin Thomas ' s electrical shop. I went to the office and talked with Mr. Koerner about the school and his work. Romaine Brumbaugh and Leta Phillips were in the office doing lec- retarial work. Charles Noble, Junior, was in the office to obtain an excuse. However, the principal saw fit only to give him a pink slip, saying in an aside to me, Like father, like : on ! I saw these names on the faculty list: Harold Rieth, professor of the art; Hazel Beckner, instructor of mathematics; Mary (jetz, ph ' sical training teacher; Christine Blosser, school nurse; Lillian Schrock, instructor of home economics; Elizabeth White- head, dean of girls; Geraldine Miller, Latin instructor; and Olga Buerstrom, dramatic coach. In the corridor I saw Robert Bloss, the renowned legal adviser of Chicago, who had come to give a talk to one of his social science classes. It was then time for lunch so I stopped at the school cafeteria. Here I met Vir- ginia Stuart and Frances Hazel, who had been attending college abroad. They were going on a drive to the next town and asked me to accompany them. To this I assented readily, and we were soon on the road. Presently we came to a huge chicken Page Twentv-T v(i

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or 1926 Class Prophecy [. Thunder is heard in the distance, gradually growing louder; there is j a flash of lightning, then sudden silence. A voice from the clouds speaks. J Harken ye Be not afraid, for it is the voice of the man of dreams that speaketh. I have come from my home on yonder high mountain to tell you of a vision — aye. i wonderful vision. As I sat in my doorway yestereve gazing down the mountain, pondering deeply upon the afifairs of the world, I saw an outline of tall spires and skyscrapers :!ppear before me. I became greatly interested, and lo! a city came to my view, and I found myse on one of the main streets. It seemed to be the morning of a clear, spring day. As I approached a large ofHce building I saw Ruth Xaffziger, Mary Rozman. Hazel Carter, Ruth Muth, Joan Huff, Catherine Cole, Ruth Neterer, Bonieta Bech- tel. Ruby Hamilton, Genevieve Norris, and Marie Long. These girls were chattermg about their work as stenographers. Walking farther down the street, my eye was attracted to this sign in unique lettering: Ultra Fashionable Shoe Shoppe. Carlyle Rensberger, Manager. Beside it was the exclusive clothes shop of Leon Summy. As I was passing, Mr. Summ - him- self and Irene Berkey, his pri ate secretary, emerged from the building. As 1 passed nn, I met a small boy. Gerald Miller, the newspaper editor ' s son, celling papers. I bought one, and found on the first page an article by William Bradford, and a smaller one by James Donovan — two of the best journalists of the da -. On the radio page I discovered that Ruby Wolfe and Enid Miller were to broadcast a pipe organ recital that evening. In the sports section I read about Clare Garber, head basketball coach at Purdue, and ALic Diepenbos, major coach of V ale. Considerable mention was given also to Amos ' ontz, the famous all-American quarterback. As it was Hearing the noon hour. I ate my lunch at Frank Ridenoure ' s cafe ; I, then, summoned a taxi which took me to the public library. Upon my word, if it wasn ' t Burdette Firestone dri ing the taxi ! As I entered, I saw Catherine Stouder and Lucile Cripe, librarians, sorting books. In the reading room as I was looking at the pictorial section of a paper from the east, the face of Alice Gerig arrested my attention. The explanation below stated that she was now assistant librarian in the Congressional Library at Vashington, D. C. Finishing the paper, I glanced o er some of the latest books that had been published, and among the authors I noted were: Lester ' oder, A Modern Farm ; Bernetha Hoke, Anthology of Modern Verse ; George Weybright, The Science of Keeping Bees. As I glanced from the book rack, I saw Robert Bullock and Robert Murchie, the famous defense lawyers, rnter the reading room together. Thinking that I had absorbed enough reading material for the day and feeling that I needed some physical exercise, I decided to walk vo my hotel. In the residential district I passed the home of Mr. and Mrs. Clyde Lockwood — Mrs. Lockwood being formerly Lillian Snyder — and also the home of Mr. and Mrs. William Smith. Mrs. Smith was formerly Hattie Lea. In the lobb ' of my hotel, I chanced to meet Everett Penrose, the famous globe trotter. Besides telling me of his adventures in foreign countries, he related that while in South America he saw Herbert Reith and Bernard Paine, engineers of a great irrigation dam then being constructed. Both were happily married and their families Twent -cine

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or 1926 farm, and on the entrance gate I noticed this: Kenneth and Lowell Schadt, Dealers in Fine and Superfine Poultry. Farther on we passed the estates of Claude Shank and Marion Shelly, respectively. In one of the fields was a man, diligently working with some small instruments. My curiosity was aroused, and I asked my friends about it. They told me it was Ray Gardner, who was a chemist from the town where we were going, and that he was analyzing soil. C n the other side of the road was Charles Miller ' s blacksmith shop. In a field nearby Was a barnlot and a cowboy on a bronco, practicing the art of breaking a lively colt. He was none other tlian ( rville Ross, from the Cireat West. The car was diminishing its speed and I could see a dim outline of the town ahead of us. We entered a driveway and stopped before a large structure. What it was I could not imagine but I soon found out. The girls told me it was Agnes Veaver ' s orphanage; and sure enough, there came Miss Weaver and her privte tecre- tary, Ethel Lehman, down the steps to greet us. We were shown through the xhool in which Ellenor Parker, Anna Clason, and Christine Carter had charge of the kindergarten department. Madeline Copenhaver and Hazel Lantz were teaching the jirimary r rades. It ' as only a mile into town and we made that in a few minutes. As the car needed a new spark plug we stopped at Alvin W arstler ' s Service Station to get one. Just as we left we heard a terrible noise above, and behold! an airplane was looping the loop above the hotel. Harold Englarth, the mayor of the city, who was watching it, told us that it was the stunt flier, Joe Vallance, performing. At this point I took leave from my friends and decided I would walk up into the foothills for a rest, for in the two days I had seen all the graduates of Cjoshen High School in 1928. I was beginning to feel the reaction from the excitement of meeting them so unexpectedly, t n the mountain a storm broke out of a clear : ky. The rain fell in torrents and the thunder seemed to rock the very earth. But it soon passed away and the sun shown forth in all its splendor. Ah, my friends, it has taken time, time, time! These golden moments I have been using to talk to you are gone — gone forever; they cannot be recalled. Even so, I have told of my vision, and I must be getting back to my home on yonder high mountain before the night overtakes me. My blessing all of you take with you. Fare ell! Agnes Vea er. Oration The Attainmtnt of Success The purpose of every modern educational institution is to plant, cultivate, and push forward those seeds of ambition which may result in success. L nless jomewhere along the line ;uch an endeavor is made, the next generation will be lacking in ambition and thoLX qualities which are the parents of success. Throughout the Gchool life of every individual, the acquaintances which he makes, and the habits he forms are vital to his future. In view of this fact, looking over the present graduating class we cannot escape the conclusion that among their charac- teristics is that ambition which will, if ftirther fostered, rei ult in none other than permanent success. One of the most dependable methods of attaining success is to use time to the greatest advantage. Success and fame are not gained over night but rather by steady, Page Twenty-Three