Granville High School - Blue and White Yearbook (Granville, OH)

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BLUE AND WHITE Rushing to the scene, Mr. X recognized another of his old friends, Clair.Lacock, now an expert radio manager. Clair, equally glad to meet his former companion, took him to his mansion to spend the night. After leaving Newark on board a freight train, Mr. X alighted in a seemingly wild portion of Kentucky. But, emerging from a brief stretch of woods, he came face to face with a uniformed man, leader of a boys' military academy and athletic trainer for the wonderful academy track team, no other than George Wolfe, still pos- sessing his pleasant manner and happy grin. . A strenuous trip to Chicago followed, constantly bringing new oiiicers and new difficulties. But when once at his destination, rest greeted him in the slum district where he was provided with ample lodgings by the noted slum reformer, Thelma Wright. She had become intrested in the work during a Sociology course while in High School and was now known the continent over for her great social reforms. The morning after his arrival a headline in the Chicago Tribune met his eye It read, Noted Journalist to visit Chicago soon. Miss Mayme Zetta Jackson will speak in Victory Hall for the benefit of the new slum reform movement under the auspices of Miss Thelma Wright. A haven in a storm, a barn on an Iowa farm proved almost fatal for our friend. But just as the prosperous raiser of pigs and corn was calling the police, Mr. X burst forth with Don't, Johnff Sure enough, it was John Everett, famous for his mighty yyeailtgi and deeds of charity. John was aided in his work by his loving wife, Suzanne io e . . In Des Moines, Mr. X was just evading the jail when a large sign on a sky- scraper met his gaze. It was advertising Miss Kathrine Rohrer, President of the National Confederation of High School Girls' Glee Clubs and 'advisor to those at- tempting operettas. Assisting her in costume designing, costume making and stage designing is Miss Hazel Johnson, showing great originality and art. From Iowa a blood and thunder mining town of Arizona was sought out. Here a holiday was in full swing, for it was election day. Each candidate was allowed one vote for his opponent and four for himself. As the winning candidate was casting his last vote Mr. X strode up and spoke in his droll fashion, Well! Congratulations, Iielang. CI hope you win. And lodgings were provided for Mr. X by the future mayor, e an ase. A job was obtained for the convict in a very small purifying plant for gasoline. This plant was owned by the successor of John D. Rockefeller, Miss Lorna Jones. At that time, her' millions were kept in Campbell's soup cans under her bed. How- ever, before meeting the owner of the plant Mr. X was traced by an officer and so left in a hurry. In his flight he stopped at a farm house for food and so renewed his acquaintance with another school mate, Sarah Randolph. This young woman is working with the art of cross-pollination, her latest discovery being ping cabbates in the shape of a lilac bush and hand-painted purple roses. On the adjoining farm, Miss Catharine Richardson was occupied with a similar trade, raising chameleons. Her latest art is making them change to a polkadot elfect. She is now working to cause a change to plaid and striped design. Mr. X's next journey was to San Francisco. Here a great play attracted his attention. The name of the famous actress seemed to be familiar, but he was unable to place it. The actors being revealed, as the curtain rose, proved that his thought had been true. The leading lady was the same Hazel Gosnell whom he had known in his school days. She, like the rest of his class, had risen to a lofty place in the world. VVhile waiting at the stage door for her, he met two others of his acquaintance, namely, Geraldine Ackley, Paris fashion designer and protestor against the pro- longing of the present styles, and Mary Chessir, superintendent of the net work of compressed air traveling tubes. Mr. X spent a delightful evening with the small reunion of his class and, on his statement of his intention of returning east soon, was invited to ride, free of charge, in the newly invented vehicle of Miss Ches- shire. This was accepted and thehfollowing day at 9:15, he started on his journey, arriving at New York five minutes later. In New York, thinking himself far from his G. H. S. friends, he entered a con- fectionery parlor where, to his amazement, he came upon Bernice Welsh, the owner of the place and inventor of Welsh's Orange Juice. She owned her own factory for making this and while showing Mr. X over the place, confided in him to the extent that she told the receipt for making the mixture. This receipt consisted of apple cores, banana seeds, and water cress. While here, Mr. X told of his meetings with so many of his classmates to which Bernice added that he would find another member of the class as the most noted and best president of Princeton Seminary. This was no other than Kfnneth Breeze. Miss Welsh also told him that a former friend of his was now president of the United Staes. Ah! a chance for aid. Mr. X wended his way to Washington where the iirst thing he heard of was Mary McLain, charming hostess of diplomatic Circles of Washington. She was at 1

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BLUE AND WHITE 13 Lorna Jones bequeaths her ability to read French to Fred Graves. Thelma Wright wills her rosy cheeks to Delia Hessin. Kenneth Breeze leaves his place on the staff to Hiter Dawkins. Curtis Mitchell bequeaths his largest shoes to Ted Leslie. Sara Randolph wills her squeaky seat to Jenness Carpenter. Coy Megaw leaves his good standing in French to anyone who wants it. John Everett bequeaths his stature to Chessie Young. George Wolfe leaves his whiskers to Charles Pierson. Hazel Johnson wills her penmanship to Alfred Owens and her aggrevating low speech to Dean Tyson. ' Kathrine Rohrer hequeaths her voice to Cora Frances Shirk. Geraldine Ackley leaves her galoshes to Thelma Emrick. Mary Chessire wills her curling iron to Emily Moody. Mary McLain leaves her complexion to Myrtle Richards. Russell Pierson wills his gift of gab to Raymond Galbraith. Coy Megaw bequeaths his sense of humor to Marian Ebaugh. Clare Lacock gives his oratorical skill to Kenneth Conard. Leland Case leaves his propensity for writing themes about the supernatural to Lawrence Davis. I Frank Dumm leaves his green socks to John Owens. Mayme Zetta Jackson wills her place as literary editor of Senior Class to Jenness Calpglidtdnlastly we do nominate and appoint our worthy janitor to be the executor of this our last will and testament. Witnesses: CLASS PROPHECY Si10,000 Reward for any information leading to the arrest and conviction of the convict lately escaped from the Ohio State Penitentiary. Answers to the name of wears purple checked knickerbockers, grey striped coat, green cap and other apparel of equal gaudinessf' Such was the sign posted before the Strand Theatre of Granville, Ohio, for the person mentioned in the poster was a former resident of that city and a graduate of the class of '22 of Granville High School. On receiving his diploma of graduation, overwhelmed with the joy of being relieved from the tyrannical iron heel of the despotic faculty, he had defied the group of knowing educators openly, snapping his fingers in their faces. On this charge he had spent twenty-four years of the thirty-five year sentence, until, one day, remem- bering some of the general knowledge obtained under Professor A. D. St. Clair, he had escaped and disappeared entirely. But now let us obtain some inside informa- tion and watch the movements of this noted criminal during the summer of 1946. After leaving Columbus, Mr. X followed the Granville Pike in the old way, bum- ming on a bread truck. When almost to his destination, a strange illness came upon him and he was forced to the nearest farm house which happened to be the beautiful residence of a former school-mate and a present cattle-king, Winston Case. Winston, with a prize .stock of cattle ready for market and plenty of money on hand, let no opportunity for kindness slip by and his friend was soon in a state to continue his journey. He made his way to Granville where he was concealed for a time, in the base- ment of the new school building erected the previous summer by the present superin- tendent, Miss Elizabeth Hale, popular in civic affairs and a strict but loveable leader for the school. Elizabeth is the originator of the new educational method used in almost every High School, of having only nine minute periods for classes. ' Mr. Curtis Mitchell, also of the class of '22, aided in helping his old side- kick in escaping detection. Curtis is now athletic trainer and mathematics teacher of Grzfnville High as a successor of' Mr. Harvey VVilliams. From Granville, Mr. X wended his way along the Granville-Newark pike. About half way to his next stopping place he came upon an immense stone structure with a large sign on the ou.tside bearing the inscription: Eat, Drink, and Be Merry! Pro- prietor, Frankski Dummvitchf' The former owner of the little pop stand had opened business on a large scale and was overjoyed to meet an old school pal, treating him, free of charge, to his original dish and giving him a picture of his latest window dis- play of cherry pop and green corn. Just inside Newark a great display of inventive genius met the eyes of our convict. A man, fixing an exceedingly high aerial, had fallen. But, in place of the crush- ing of bones, a parachute had opened on his back and he alighted without mishap.

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BLUE AND WHITE 1 that time conducting a white elephant sale on the steps of the Capitol Building, for the benefit of fallen politicians. But Mr. X had a far more important mission. He entered the Capitol, rushed through the hall, fought his way through the outer office and burst in upon Presi- dent Megaw and Russell Pierson holding a conference about the great iishworm strike along the coast. Russell, although his real work was holding down the posi- tion of United States Administrator of Marriage and Divorce Laws, was Coy's right hand man, and assisted him in all the problems of the nation. Mr. X broke in upon their discussion and after an introduction, it took no persuasion to receive a pardon from the warm-hearted president for all misdeeds. Then the whole cabinet took a day off to hear the ex-convict's story. When it was finished, President Coy remarked upon the unusual luck of Mr. X. To this the reply came, My luck is all due to a purchase I made before leaving the peni- tentiary. It was a small ill-shapen doll called the gwelphwop, invented and de- signed by another of our old friends, Miss Frances Davies. They told me it would bring good luck when I bought it. Then after a brief pause, Mr. X remarked in a slow, thoughtful manner, Say! Old G. H. S. '22 has the same old friendly, good natured spirit it always had even though it's members are scattered and famous. Well! Even the teachers predicted a glorious future for us. E - THE PRECIOUS GEM N Far, far a-way in the mystic jungle a tribe, of men lived at the foot of a great mountain. Every evening they would gather around a great fire and whisper wierd tales of moon-swept trails, huge monsters, and sudden death. There was a youth, Amah, in the tribe who was very strong and brave and he loved the daughter of the chief. But no man could marry' this beautiful maiden, Mayah, u.nless he brought to her the beautiful gem which the moon-god had hidden. There was a tradition in the tribe that the all-powerful moon-god had hidden the gem in a circle of trees. Many men had searched for them but in vain. As Amah listened to the tale he resolved to find it for Mayah. Many miles he went always on foot, meeting many dangers and always overcom- ing obstalces. He was always ready to help his animal friends. Then one night he had a vision. Far upon a barren mountain he saw a circle of pine trees. In the center Mayah danced the wierd Tawi to the moon-god. On her brow glittered the gem in the mysterious light of the moon. Now, Amah had never thought of going up the mountain for it was so barren and hot that nothing could grow upon it. But he remembered his vision and began the hard journey. When he had almost lost hope, he saw a strange animal. It was small and very faint for lack of water. Quickly he restored it to life by giving it the last of his supply. Then he lay down to rest until night. It was so very hot that Amah found it impossible to travel in the glaring heat of the sun and so he lay hidden in the caves until night. When he awoke the little animal was by his side. It spoke to him. Look! it said. There is your reward for your kindness. I am the messenger of the moon-god. All your life I have watched you. You have always been kind, brave, and fearless. Go and get the gem. Amah looked and not far away stood the great circle of trees. He sped toward them but stopped ere he reached the spot. He heard music-wierd, sweet, enticing Eiusic. He looked and there in the center of the circle stood Mayah beckoning to im. She held the precious jewel in her hand and said, I am not the daughter of Muchi, your chief. I am the daughter of the moon-god. He has chosen you to wed me. Look, here is our dwelling. Then the trees changed into a magnificent temple. Instead of the sound of the wind moving through the trees, the beautiful chimes rang out. Mayah and Amah stood in the garden, the fragrance of sweet blossoms was wafted to them on the gentle breeze. The moon shone down on the happy couple shedding its silver rays in benediction on their dwelling. MAYME ZETTA JACKSON, '22.