Hibbard High School - Lantern Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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THE LANTERN 41 But with a profile like hers, Clara Zeikel said to Ben Appelman and Susy VVitz, who wouldn't P Now came the time for refreshment and the ever-faithful Kayo served delicious sweets produced only in Utopia. The four jolly Issies-Miller, Ray- Meyers, and Turowetsky-helped in the serving by catering to the wishes of the four lovely roses-Rose Kwiat, Rose Cohen, Rose Bacal, and Rose Hayden. The jolly waiters also saw to it that Naomi Bach's sweet tooth was sufficiently satisfied before they sat down. Evelyn Kolodzik soon boiled up some sweet drink and the happy groups were served this time by smiling Bernice Hegborn, and Be Mandell, and Edith Julius-not Caesar. just at that instant Ray Bruski, eminent inventor and chemist of the day, came riding up in his car, the Bruskie Six. This marvelous car used air instead of gasoline and used tires that contained a chemical mixture that only Bruski knew how to mix, that instantly repaired punctures. Of course, Ray modestly said, had it not been for Harry Kolber's great electrical knowledge my car would not be what it is today. But Harry's help in Bruski's invention was not his only accomplishment. He had invented a set of super-powerful lights that could send beams to Mars enabling the world to see what there lived on our neighbor. It seemed now at this gathering that even paradise could not be more per- fect. Everybody was happy and contented. Here and there heads were be- ginning to nod and droop in the dusky twilightg Bernice Cohen's golden tresses contrasting sharply with Be Levin's flaming hair. At last all on the little island of happiness were lying peacefully asleep on the fragrant sod-all except Jules, the latecomer. He feasted his eyes on the familiar faces of his old classmates. He sat motionless for a while in the pale moonlight. At last he raised his hands, and then his lips moved slowly as he praised and blessed, at this final and ever- lastingly final joint-meeting, the class of June, 1926. lmagjiuayml

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Ziff PETE C THE LANTERN which could be heard pouring forth sweet music from the outside world, gave news to the '26ers from every part of the world. The little flurry of excitement brought on by the newspapers soon passed over and the story-telling continued. Florence Nightingale II, who to them had been known as Edna VVilson, related her experiences as-a nurse to a delightful audience. Lillian johnson, who to everybody's surprise had grown to six feet five, because all her worries as treasurer had disappeared, looked down into Len jacob's face as she spoke to him. The Gold Dust Twins, Lillian Benjamin and Helen VVineberg, together with the Inseparables, Dave Einhorn and Louis Schultz, told little amusing in- cidents of their lives in the outside world. All of a sudden a sweet familiar sound came to the ear of the classmates. Wllere had they heard that before? Jules looked to the place from whence the music seemed to come forth-behind a beautiful rose bush. Pushing aside the roses there was seen-little Rose Kwiat softly playing the piano. Everybody was delighted at this surprise especially when she began to play that old familiar Kitten on the Keys. The class of 1926 had heard of Rose's famous dramatic career and were glad to see her again. Long sleeping scenes were recalled by the entrance of the little dramatist, so Rose Cohen, Marie Micheloni, the grandmammies of the class, together with Hannah VVerth, and Kayo , the detective, and the entire cast of that famous drama Anne VVhat's Her Name reacted the entire play to the eager Utopians. Of course, the play couldn't have gone over so big had it not been for good old Anna Feldman, the prompter. Come on over and dance, cried Ella Goldberg from her piano where she was playing for Mary Hicks and Mary Rubin, Helen Baur, and golden-haired Gerty Hurley. Naomi Goldblatt soon joined the gay dance, for the muthic wath jutht irrethithtablef' What was everybody's surprise to see Babe Schwartz once more do the ancient Charleston in a way that only America's premiere danseuse could have given. Tears of recollection were about to trickle down the many cheeks had not President Bob commanded them to shut off the water power. And you, Ethel Anderson, don't laugh so much, no matter how much Max Ellis and Bobby VVunderlich are tickling you. Littul Bill Fischer, little no longer, had wearied of his vast philanthropic work in the outside world and was playing London-Bridge-Is-Falling-Down with cute little Eddie Krinsky and darling Sid Friedman and Florence Kraemer, the quiet little girl of yore. Stately Evelyn Paulson and Marion Lof- gren, who had also grown tired of teaching in the Universities, were smilingly watching the playing of Fischer and his playmates. The childish play suddenly was interrupted by a little scream from Dot Redler as she saw Al Rubin juggling a blond hair on his chin, while he related tales of his gigantic 'business deals. A playful hubbub was raised when Bob Erdmann laughingly cried to Hannah Werth and Fay Fair, Look here, Mes- dames solicitors, no use trying to sell bids for your Utopian Prom here, be- cause we, the Perfect of the Perfect, do not believe in money and do not wish to carry any with us. It was well for the peace of his blessed body that he was at a distance from the two girls or he would have been playfully torn limb from limb. They started to chase him but were called back by President Bob to have them in the group picture that Cecilia Aaron was about to take. Poor Cecilia was about exhausted from taking pictures all day of Rose Hayden's pretty profile. Ever since way back in 1926 when Rose had had a beautiful picture of her prolile made, all the pictures that she had taken since then were profiles and profiles and profiles!

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