Hall High School - Hall Light Yearbook (Spring Valley, IL)

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provided a suitable outlet for talent of all sorts. The members of the Senior class have been prominent in the work of not only these enterprises, but in all other school activities as well. A goodly portion of every athletic team of the past season was made up of members of our class. Then too, a number of our members had prominent parts in the operetta, “In Love With a Hero,” and in the Minstrel. Who is there among us who has forgotten Gerno’s famous song? Only a few short days of high school life remain before us—only a few days more in which to make our final impressions of knowledge upon the teachers—only a few more days to exercise our talents in bluffing—only a few more days in which to collect “happy thoughts” on the pages of our memory books. Only—but why go in! The history of a grand and glorious class is well nigh done. We go forth into the world. May we in the future enjoy as pleasant a life as that which we here leave recorded in this, the pages of our history. —John Maurer. LIFE WAS ONCE A DREAM, BUT NOW—!! Although we are worldly Seniors now, To the Sophs in college we will presently bow. We ruled the domain of Hall Township dear, But in the years to come we’ll have reason to fear. In high school, life was easy it seemed, But now, without doubt, it’ll not be such a dream, But Au Revoir to good high school days For we’re out for a “sho enuf” position that pays. “Chinkie”-Mills Corporation—’22. TWENTY-SIX

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for ourselves. Now that we had reached our Junior year, the members of our class began to take a most prominent part in school activities. We were exceedingly well represented on the football, basketball and track teams, a goodly number of the regulars and the scrubs being members of our class. Several of the girls took part in che Shorthand and Typewriting Contest held at La Salle, and two of them, Elizabeth Mazur and Edith Yearsley, won prizes. Our Junior year was eventful in another way. The publishing of “The Hall Times,” a monthly magazine, and “The Hall Light,” an annual, was undertaken by our school, and to both of these publications, the Juniors contributed many a breezy article and snappy story. It was in the school calendar of “The Hall Light,” that I found the following items standing forth with startling vividness: “Nov. 4, 1920—Ray Fehr and some of the other boys are attempting to raise moustaches just like the Kewanee footbali captain’s.” (It might be well to add that all this effort was of no avail. At this late date, after almost a year and a half of careful cultivation, Melvin Warnock’s is the only one which can be seen without the aid of a microscope.) “Jan. 12, 1921—‘Art’ Bevan is requested to bring a footstool to the Civics class.” “Jan. 17, 1921—Three Junior girls decide to leave home and shift for themselves. However, their plans are interrupted and hence postponed indefinitely. The girls appeared at school very much as per usual.” Toward the end of the Junior year, we gave our Junior Prom. That it was a success was due in large part to the clever planning and the hard work of various committees chosen by our president, Esther Wolf. And now we are Seniors—some of us can hardly realize it—in fact, just the other day, I saw Walter Walker pinch himself to see if he was really awake! And yet it is not strange that our last year in Hall has come and now is almost gone before we have even had time to be aware of the fact, so busy have we been with selecting class pins and rings, with getting measured up for caps and gowns, and with learning our parts for the Senior play, to say nothing of occasionally doing the assignments our teachers shower upon us! Our year has been a full and busy one. The school paper, “The Hall Times,” has made a name for itself in all the exchange lists, our orchestra and band organizations formed but this fall, have made really astonishing progress, and the newly created public speaking department has satisfied a long felt desire for a dramatic Club, an organization which has TWENTY-FIVE

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®he (Ancient Reliant (Brabnatc It is an ancient High School “grad”, And he stoppeth Freshies three, “By thy long gray beard and glittering eye, Let loose, now ‘leave’ us be! “The classroom doors are open wide, And bells are e’en now ringing, The task is set, the students met To work they’re all beginning.” He holds them with his skinny hand, “There was a class,” quoth he, “Hold oft! unhand us graybeavd loon!” Eft soons his hand dropt he. The Freshmen three sat on a stone; They deemed it only prudent, And thus spake on that time worn man, That ancient High School student. “I’ve had a dream, a glorious dream, Replete with memories dear, An urge makes me this dream impart, You cannot choose but hear. “Only when I’ve told you all, Can you to your class rooms go, Cease talking, be still, I’ll have my will.” His voice grew hushed and low. He spoke as one who visions rare, Saw pictured before his eyes, He seemed to forget the Freshies three, This man so wondrous wise. “In my dreams last night, I lived again The days of twenty-two, I saw my class mates everyone And our teachers tried and true. TWENTY-SEVEN