Indiana Masonic Home High School - Ma Ho Hi Yearbook (Frankfort, IN)

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xl f 1 IQMQ it Class Will E, THE Senior class of 1930, as intelligent students of the Indiana Masonic Home High School, being of sound mind and conscious of the fact that we are about to pass on, do declare this to be our last will and testimony. Lf To our principal and sponsor, Mr. Sageser, we bequeath a set of World Books, with the understanding that he will let Mrs. Miller use them. To Mrs. Miller, we bequeath a diligent library staff. To Mr. Cade, we bequeath a course in Touch Typing. To Miss Coons, we bequeath a satisfactory assembly. To Miss Keene, we bequeath a stop watch. To Miss Woollen, we bequeath a round-trip ticket to Lafayette. To Mr. Winslow, we bequeath a good sized moustache. 'To the Juniors, we bequeath the responsibilities of the Senior Class. To the Sophomores, we bequeath our position on the Honor Roll. To the Freshmen, we bequeath our love and knowledge. Fayetta Williams bequeaths her dancing ability to John Turner and her vocabulary to Emma Naylor. Earl Naylor bequeaths his debating ability to Robert Miller and his position on the Scroll to Ralph French. Mary Jacobs bequeaths a few extra pounds to Mary Mae Overdorf and her love of travel to Paul Utterback. Clyde Parsley bequeaths his sense of humor to Freeda Terry and his stature to Richard Pierson. Helene Silvers bequeaths her intelligence to Victor Walton and her blush to Josephine Haines. Heydon Buchanan bequeaths his love of Civics to Wilma Campbell and his sex-appeal to Harmon Scheider. Claire Barnette bequeaths her dignity to Lois Ikerd and her ability to sing to the melodious band quartette. Witness, Claire Barnette '30,

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fl G9 l Ji we e Moc-1061 e FE Q S SENIORS we quickly organized our class to begin the work we knew lay ahead of us by electing Earl Naylor as President with Clyde Parsley, Vice-President, Helene Silvers, Secretary-Treasurer, Mr. Sageser, Sponsor, and Mr. Cade, Class Adviser. All the class had the privilege of attending the Indiana High School Press Association convention and annual critique held at Franklin College. We started an interest in the school paper, The Scroll, by publishing one issue of an All-Senior paper. The class, after long discussion, decided to purchase rings. These rings were very beautiful. This year our class carried off all the honors in oratory. All the con- testants were Seniors. Mary Jacobs won the school elimination and repre- sented the county in the district at Columbus. The Seniors won the Junior-Senior debate, 2-1. The question for debate was, Shall Indiana adopt by law the principles of old age pensions. The speeches of both teams showed that much time and effort had been spent in preparing them. To increase our apperceptive basis for Economics the class visited the Citizens National Bank and were shown all the different departments and asked the bankers some rather puzzling questions. The class also went to the courthouse and visited the court room, jury room and county clerk. Anne of Ann Arbor was chosen as our class play. The class, like in everything else they have undertaken, showed a great deal of dramatic ability in making it a grand success. The graduating class was entertained by Mr. and Mrs. Dayton Fertig Wednesday, May 28, with a delightful dinner at Ye Wayside Inn, followed by a party at the beautiful Fertig home. Miss Esquline Coons entertained the Senior class at the Red Elphant Inn, Monday, June 2, with a delightful chicken dinner. The remainder of the evening was spent in a social way. It was our 'pleasure this year to be entertained by the Juniors at the Junior-Senior reception. Everybody enjoyed themselves in dancing, playing cards and games. The teachers ended our school year very nicely by giving a fine Sbnior breakfast for us. We had a jolly good time with plenty of swimming, boating and games that will long be remembered. Although our class is one of the smallest ever to be graduated we have had a very successful year. After enjoying any number of parties, giving a very successful play, being entertained by the hard-working and long-suffer- ing' Juniors, and publishing the best Annual ever printed, the class of '30 with its orators, opera singers, actors, and poets turn with sadness in our hearts from the place where we have spent the best years of our life to face the great cold world and to struggle toward ideals. O CZCZDP 'WO QC: IEE

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J. 1.29756 MOHOHI SEQ I Class Prophecy ECENTLY I was sitting on my sun porch in Los Angeles with thoughts reminiscent of my friends and classmates of the Indiana Masonic Home when it occurred to me that I had neglected to take the morn- ing mail out of the box. When I glanced through the contents, much to my joy, I discovered a letter bearing the familiar return address of the Masonic Home High School. I eagerly opened the letter and was very happy to find that it was an invitation to attend a reunion banquet of the class of '30 at Indianapolis, May 27, 1940, at 8:45 P. M. The invitation was issued by Mr. Sageser, my former high school principal and Senior class sponsor. While I found it very difficult to find a substitute to relieve me from duty as nurse to several sick patients, I finally succeleded in getting my affairs arranged and arrived in Indianapolis at 2:15 P. M. on the day of the banquet. I waited until 8:45 with suppressed excitement as this was to be the first time I had seen my classmates since they had been graduated. At last I was ushered into the banquet hall by our host Mr. Sageser, and seated at a very elaborate table, beautifully decorated in scarlet and gray. After I was comfortably seated I was greatly surprised to see that each member of the class of '30 was present. Across the table, and a little to my right, sat Claire Barnette, now a popular radio favorite. At Claire's right was seated Helene Silvers, a Professor of Math at Earlham, blushing, but in spite of that very talkative. To Mr. Sageser's right sat Heydon Buchanan, manager of the Buchanan Undertaking Establishment of Indianapolis, who was engaged in chasing a cherry around the top of his sherbert glass. At Heydon's right, giggling at his battle with the cherry, sat Fayetta Williams, private secretary to Dr. Hopkins of the Hopkins Medical Association in Madison, Wisconsin. Across the table from Fay sat a man with a historical demeanor. I looked at him even the third time before I recognized Clyde Parsley, History Professor at Harvard University. Last but not with the least pleasure my eyes fell on the world's fastest linotype operator, Earl Naylor. I had a wonderful evening renewing old acquaintances and was indeed happy to find that my classmates were so steadfastly climbing the ladder of fame. Mary Jacobs, '30. QQDPO 'WC QCA IEE