Hobart Senior High School - Memories Yearbook (Hobart, IN)

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Q 0 Where in jungles, near and far, Man-devouring tigers are, Lying close and giving ear Lest the hunt be drawing near, Gladys and Bertha both are seen Swinging in a palanquin; — Then when Hobart shall have grown To fill the space she now doth own, — When the present girls and boys Have quite outgrown their childish toys, And when kindly falls the night, And the town’s a-blaze with light, We’ll all return from outer gloom, Assemble in the banquet room, Recall the days in Hobart High, Feast and talk and laugh and sigh. RUTH S. THOMPSON. (j Q 6 Q b Q ( J a VIKW OF DEEP RIVER. HOBART. IXD. Q

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CLASS PROPHECY. HAVE studied stars and books, Busy marts and quiet nooks, Seeking what the future holds For this short-dozen ’steen-year-olds. Wise the bard who taught me how To prophecy as I do now. Hasten then, we’ll rise and go Where the golden apples grow; Where below another sky Parrot islands anchored lie, — Hunting cockatoos and goats, Banks and Crisman moor their boats; — Where in sunshine reaching out Eastern cities, miles about, Are with mosque and minaret Among sandy gardens set, Edith and Lightner, travel far, Studying art in each bazaar; — Where the Great Wall round China goes, And on one side the desert blows, And with bell and voice and drum, Cities on the other hum, Kraft and Carlson, guns in hand, Walk the wall and watch the sand; — Where the forests, hot as fire, Wide as England, tall as a spire, Full of apes and cocoanuts And the negro hunters’ huts, Roosevelt and Rose are found Until the next campaign comes round; — Where the knotty crocodile Lies and blinks in the Nile, And the red flamingo flies Hunting fish before his eyes, There Ruth and Olive, somewhat vexed, Read a hieroglyphic text; — 22

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THE PRESIDENTIAL CAMPAIGN. Q 0 Q r A J |HEN, in the fall of 1912, there was so much interest and excitement about politics and the new Progressive party seemed to be pushing itself to the front, we pupils of Hobart High wanted to enter right into the fun and help our side to win. So the only way we could do it (because the boys were hardly old enough to vote and the girls could not vote, for it seems they never become old enough) was to have a mimic campaign and election. At the suggestion of Supt. Thompson, we divided into parties and it seems that the Republican principles must have had a strong hold on the Seniors, or probably it was a case of “the tie that binds,” for they all became staunch Republicans but one, and she, sorry to tell, went over to the Democrats. Each part y met in different rooms and had a teacher to preside over the meeting and to start the ball a-rolling, so to say. The Repub- licans had Mr. Haughtelin; the Progressives, Mr. Stoltz, and the Demo- crats, Miss Quinnell. We elected our campaign managers, chairman and platform committees, stump speakers and other dignitaries which, for one who is not a suffragette, are too hard to remember. Here the work of the Stump Speakers began ; for each speaker was supposed to know every plank in his platform and to astonish our all- believing ears, for such they were. Even the members of our own party, when asked why they belonged, were very indignant if the ques- tion carried the insinuation that it was because our fathers did. The speeches were all so good and overwhelming that a few did not know which side to belong to and so were “on the fence.” Finally those “on the fence” went over to the different parties either by the attraction of some pretty girl or by the pushing and pulling of some boy. Bribes! 0, you must not say that. No, we only used such things as, “If you don’t belong to our side I won’t go to the dance with you,” and, “If you come with us I’ll get your German for you.” No, there were not any of us second Lorimers. The Republicans and Democrats were at first about even, but little by little the number of the Democrats increased, so that at the end they had the highest number and the Republicans next. I don’t know how the Democrats got ahead, but you might ask Ethel and Alice about it. The Progressive party had the fewest of all, but even then we did not know how the election would end for some might not be able to mark their tickets properly. And we knew that if the ballots were mis- marked they would be thrown out. 24 0 Q tO Q