Granite City High School - Warrior Yearbook (Granite City, IL)

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PROPHECY. Virgie Holmes. One night I lay thinking of the Senior Class and how soon we would be separated. And a feeling of regret came over me that this should be so. The thought worried me not a little and I lay awake for a long times At last I fell into a troubled sleep. I do not know how long a time passed before I was at- tracted by the sound of music and many marching footsteps. I looked in the direction from w ' hich the sound came and seemed to be gazing into space save for a gray mist that drifted thru the sky. They wore the uniform and emblem of Germany. At the rear followed a gilded chariot in which sat a man wearing a jeweled crown. By his side sat a woman whom I decided was his wife. Upon looking more closely I recognized my old friend Wm. Krautheim, w ' ho had gone back to his native land and been made Kaiser. The woman by his side was the former Gertrude Fleishman, w r ho had suc cumbed to his suit after many years of ardent wooing. As the procession passed on. I continued to gaze into the vague distance looking for the next picture which happened to be of a stage in one of the largest and most beautiful theaters New York afforded. The leading lady in the cast seemed to hold the audience spellbound. At first I did not recognize her, but at last it dawned upon me that it was no other than Mildred Ryrie, the actress of the class of ’16. In strange contrast to the former picture appeared a large and magnificent church. In the pulpit stood a short slender man preaching an eloquent sermon. When he had finished, he w r alked dow r n the aisle and took the arm of a woman, evidently his wife. When I read the words on the door of the par- sonage which they entered I recognized in the Reverend and his wife, my old classmates, John Shaddrick and Dorothy Doering. I had scarcely recovered from the shock of this scene, when I beheld a room in a large college. On the door was the inscription, Latin, and the teacher in charge was instructing a class in Latin prose. This was the most highly honored member of our class, Muriel Morgan. As this disappeared in the distance, I saw ' a garden scene in Italy. A man and a woman were strolling along the edge of a clear, sparkling lake, gazing down into its mirror depths. As I too looked at the reflection of the tall, athletic figure of the man and and the dark beauty of the woman, I saw Charles Watson and the former Katie Williams, who altho they had been married for many years, were still liv- ing in the Garden of Romance. FIFTEEN

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School” proved a great success. The Senior Play is also proving a success with the good coaching of Miss Thomas. Also, Edgar Lewis helped win in debate over East St. Louis in 1915. The class has planned to present a picture of the entire class to the High School. Booklets containing interesting facts about the Senior Class are being prepared with ( ' has Watson as editor. Everyone take Mr. Coolidge’s advice and get your receipts for your pictures. The Seniors have many class meetings for their important business. Erma Smith keeps the meetings in motion as everything must be explained before she votes. Holland Y r aughn has shown himself to be a capable president, this being his second term. We have been greatly envied by the lower class-men especially the Juniors, because of our many social events. The first one of importance was the Halloween party given by the Juniors. Max Bramer in his splendid skeleton disguise was awarded first prize. A watch party was given at the home of Zella Bandy on Dec. 31. All arrived there late in the evening and danced until early in the morning. The Senior Girls entertained the boys at the home of Gertrude Fleishman, in honor of the Basket Ball Team’s splendid victory at Centralia. Two weeks later we gave the Juniors their return party. All dressed like “kids” even the chaperons. Mr. Hunter and Mr. Nelson greatly enjoyed themselves by rolling around on the floor. The twelve Senior girls were entertained April 25 by Martha Evans and Zella Bandy. The two girls proved charming entertainers. As the students return to school next September and the Seniors of T6 are absent, will things go on as smoothly as they have been? How can the faculty stay with such a class as this missing ? Surely the clocks will not be able to resume their daily work after the Seniors leave in May. FOURTEEN

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I closed my weary eyes for a moment and as I opened them I saw a battle-field. Men were carry- ing wounded soldiers to a tent where many white-clad nurses hastened to prepare a place for each one. The one who seemed to be directing all the others was a tall woman with blond hair. I could not see her face but there was something familiar about her appearance and I concluded that it must be Edna had. This picture grew dimmer and dimmer until it faded away and in its place was a huge gymnasium where a basket-ball game was being played tor the world s championship. W hen the game had ended the coach of the winning team walked up to another man and said, “I told you my team would win.” 1 knew then that it was Fred Butler for that is what he always said when coaching the Freshmen. As the “Winning Five” were borne away on the shoulders of their rooters, a railroad train came into view. As it drew nearer I saw a very dignified man sitting all alone in one ol the coaches, and I knew that it must be a private train. As the man turned his head I saw that it was Edgar Lewis. He picked up a letter from the heap of papers that lay beside him and as he held it up I saw that it was addressed to the President of the Standard Oil Co. As the train sped on, a beautiful city with its clean streets and freshly-painted buildings flashed into view’. And w’hat an up-to-date railroad station! I was astonished when I read the words Granite City” on it and I wondered who had performed this work of art. Soon I sawr an office with the words “Miss E. Smith, Mayor” on the door and I knew that it was our classmate that had wrought this magic change in the little city. As the city of school memories passed out of sight I saw’ a huge ship t033ed on the billows of a mighty ocean. Seated on a steamer chair was a girl reading a book. Soon I saw’ that it was Carrie Kogel and just then I seemed to hear some one say that she w r as taking a trip to Europe and intended to teach History in Granite High when she returned. The ship wended its rapid way over the vast ocean and the magnificent abuttments of a bridge ap- peared. An unusually tall man stood surveying his work with a look of satisfaction in hi3 eyes. This was Everett Holdinghaus who was building a bridge across the Atlantic and hoped to have it completed by 1930. Suddenly the ocean seemed to be swallowed up in the darkness and gradually changed to a beautiful scene in the Swiss Alps. Seated on a low stool was a girl painting a picture. I instantly recognized Martha Evans who was famous for her artistic dancing as well as mystical landscapes. The mountains seemed to sink downward until they met in a wide, smooth field with w’aving grain swaying gently in the breeze. Horses and cattle grazed contentedly near by and at a little distance a modemly equipped house lent its charm to the beauty of the fields. Then I saw an electric car coming up the drive-way and a man whom I recognized as Holland Vaughn jumped out and went into the house. The surroundings showed that he had made a marked success of scientific farming. SIXTEEN