Hartshorne High School - Harts Horn Yearbook (Hartshorne, OK)

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dt A Lf We' tt..---... ...V ..... RXXQXTS H O . uf f eloquence. As I had not previously caught the name I was astonished to hear the speaker introduced as Daniel Thomas. I didn't get to talk to Dan, so learned nothing of his life during the past ten years. After the matinee we went to a large park. There the feature event seemed to be a snake charmer. NVe secured two tickets and went in. There stood Daisy Kelton with snakes all around her body. I didn't get to talk with Daisy long but she said she had been with the show for five years and was enjoying life. XVhile strolling around the park we noticed a distinguished looking lady and gentleman coming toward us. They were talking and laughing happily. VVhen they neared us I recognized Gaddy Battles and Joe Long. They were very glad to see us and told us they were to be married the next week. VVe congratulated them and promised to call as soon as they were married and settled down to house-keeping. It was now nearly dark so we went back to our hotel. VVhen we went down to dinner the dining room was crowded and an orchestra was playing. Soon a dazzling figure glided out on the floor and began to dance. She was a wonderful dancer and held the people spell-bound. VVhen she turned her face toward us for an instant I saw it was Lizzie Goodart. After her dance I talked with her a few minutes and learned she had married Tom XVoods, but he was too lazy to work and she now made a living by dancing. XVe retired early and the next morning arose with the intention of doing some shopping. VVe started out on our expedition and soon noticed that there was a beggar on nearly every corner. One especially interested me. There was a sign on his cap that said please help the blind. As we passed I stooped to drop a dime into the cup. As I did so the man said, thank you. The voice sounded familiar and after a little questioning I found that the beggar was Bernard Sims. I told him who I was and we chatted awhile about olden times. I left him after adding a larger amount of small change to his cup. VVe returned home and decided to go hear a famous college pro- fessor lecture that afternoon. NVe arrived in time to see the speaker step out on the stage. I recognized Mr. Park who had been our class sponsor all thru high school. He gave a very interesting lecture. After

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QLTSHORN y E a::e:s::s:s::ees ii p .... .. CLASS PHOPHECY One sunny afternoon I was sitting in the shade of a tree day-dream- ing and very drowsy. I happened to remember that it was May 16. Ten years have passed since I had graduated. I began to think of my class mates and wondered what they were doing now. I lay with closed eyes recalling the many happy hours I had spent in the High School. Directly there appeared before me a little boy who looked to be about six years of age. Something about him reminded me strongly of some one I had known. He said to me. XVon't you come and help my Mama, she's awful sick. I followed him to a small bungalow not very far away. I entered and saw lying on a bed a frail looking woman. I gave one look at her and almost fainted for I recognized Lizzie Koleszar. I began to question her and found that she has run away from college and married Liner Fair seven years before, and he had deserted her two years later. She was heart-broken and almost an invalid now. YVe talked of old days and before I left I secured a doctor and nurse. As I was walking slowly toward home I saw a beautiful car ap- proaching me. As it drew near the lady occupant stopped the car and asked me the distance to the nearest town. I gave an exclamation of delight for who could it be but Edna Chronister. She invited me to drive to town with her promising that after she had transacted some business she would return home with me. The next morning I returned to San Francisco with her. As we reached the suburbs of the city our car went dead and we could'nt get it started again. VVe found a phone and called a garage. The man soon arrived and we were very much surprised to see Hugh Matthews. He said he was a mechanic in the largest garage in the city. He soon fixed our car and we drove into town just at lunch time. VVe went to a rcs- taurant and ordered a small lunch. The waiter brought it and we began to eat, when a cough reminded me that the waiter was still standing by my side. I looked up and was very much surprised to behold Roy Byrne standing there. D XVe first attended a matinee that afternoon. There happened to be a special number, a noted speaker known over the state for his matchless H. tm-mi--Iim..-.mmmimma.-.n---nn-im .

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5' I the lecture he invited us to his home for supper. He told us he had been a professor at the college for nine years. That night we attended a large banquet given by a society butter- fly, whose name was Mrs. Jones. You can imagine our delight when we beheld Irene Katigan. She and Pat Jones had been married for five years and were very happy. After the banquet we went to the theatre. The curtain rose and some chorus girls stepped on the stage. I recognized two of them as Lorene Hall and Stella Hefley. I didn't get to talk to them because of the rule that chorus g'rls were not allowed to see anyone until after they had left the theatre. VVe left Irene after expressing delight for such a wonderful evening. The next afternoon in response to an invitation we attended a college festivity. VVe entered the auditorium and the tirst person to meet my eyes was Anna Black. She came over to see us and began to talk. VVe learned that Anna had become a man-hater because Charles Hill had run off with another girl. She was now one of the teachers inthe college and a great success. The first number on the program was a piano solo by a renowned composer and musician. I was surprised to see that the woman was my old class-mate, Lizzie VVilliamson. She was very busy af ter her number, so didn't get to talk with her. As we were walking down the street toward our hotel I saw a lady coming toward us. Her clothes were expensive looking but decidely old fashioned. On closer scrutiny I saw it was Edna Douglas. She said she had never married 'and was now doing charity work. She said Gladys Glasson had gone to Africa as a missionary and was doing a won- derful work converting the Africans. The next morning as I was preparing to return home a maid came into my room and I was somewhat astonished to see that it was Ruby Smith. She said she had just started as a maid and liked the work. VVe started back in Edna's car about 10 o'clock and in a few hours were nearly home when something went wrong with the car and we felt ourselves precipitated violently therefrom. I rose as from a daze and found I had been dreaming and had fallen out of my chair.