Jackson High School - Osky Wow Yearbook (Jackson, OH)

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FINLEY CHERRINGTON He is a studious youth with ever-neat and moral habits, pampered with many other excellent qualities. Aft r being an enthusiastic foot-ball player, he was elected president of the Athletic Association for the School year 1914-i5. In this capacity he has served to the entire satisfaction of everyone. He, being a gentle, man with cheeks of rosy cast often got White for a little stroll. FLORENCE EVANS She is one of the most popular girls of J. H. S. She is very versatile; quite fond of n otoring or motorcycling, tennis, baseball, cards and dancing. Her chief characteristic is an ever present grin. In short, she is what might be termed an all-round sport. HAROLD JONES—Class reporter, Osky Wow, 1913. Football-1913 and 14. Baseball, 1914 and 15, Junior Class President. Senior Class Prophet. He has been prominent in all Athletics, a good baseball Shortstop, a classy football Quarterback. He was selected as quarterback on the all-star team of S. E. Ohio Athletic Association. He is noted in his classes for his knowledge, wit, and poor spelling. He is a modest and likable chap who neither chews, smokes, nor drinks. But he will “fuss’' the ladies. HELEN WHITE-Helen is a quiet, congenial girl. She has developed a great liking for fruits, especially “cherries. She is a star'’ latin pupil and enjoys nothing better than translating the whole lesson. This young lady is also a musician and often delights our ears with strains from the old organ in the hall. “Her deep eyes of dark brown are as full of pity asof inspiration. CHARLES HOUSE—Class Editor, Osky W’ow, 1915. One can see by looking at the photo of this young man, that he is an honest, industiious hard-working student. He is the owner of a very sunny disj ositionand is known to one of the faculty as “Sir Pompadour. Mr. House is noted for his great powers of argumentation. During the four-year course in J. H. S. he has won many good friends. A '4 - . $ • S - k ,Gt T► iRTtL N

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 JOHN McNEER—This gentleman is known to his classmates as “Mac.” He is a handsome fellow, whose complexion has not been spoiled by athletic training. It is said that his motorcycle often carries him in the direction of Coalton. He never drinks anything stronger than buttermilk or Coca Cola. He is of a rather sober disposition, when there is nothing to amuse him. LILLIAN ROWE— “ Her golden curls, the pride of the girls, Her eyes of blue and her cheeks of golden hue.” Her version of herself is like this: ••My hands were never made to grace the pots and pans. Immersed in greasy luster. Never made to pour the coffee from old tin coffee cans, Nor yet to weild the hated, horrid feather duster. My man must be a man who knows that my hands are to be adorned with pearls and diamonds, and that I must have a maid to care for my curls.” Here’s hoping that she gets her ideal of a man. JAMES ERVIN—An extremely boisterous and lively personage, noted for his talkativeness and his correct usage of the English language. Every word he speaks or writes may be found in the dictionary; be it understood, however, that the latest edition of an unabridged dictionary is required. ZELLA CHANNELL—A quiet, attractive young lady. She has blue eyes, light hair, and a fair complection, which turns a rosy red when she becomes embarrassed. She is an enthusiastic student of Agriculture and will make an ideal wife for some progressive farmer. Zella is foremost in knowledge and for this reason is always near the head of her classes. EDGAR RRUCE— Bruce is the very personification of a “sTow but sure,” and is possessed of a determination that gets what he goes after. Aside from this he’s graced with a good disposition and a senceof hum- • or. All of these make a man and we are proud to include Bruce in the class of ’15.

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Prophecy of the Class of '15. HAROLD JONES. 15 The grt at liner came slowly to a halt, noisy tug boats shrilled their approval and busied about the ships in the harbor like news boys in a crowd, each shreiking in its own aquatic fashion. Shirt-sleeved, sweating sailors threw out the gang plank by the aid of a crane, and the great boat discharging her humane cargo, struck me as being amusingly like an ant-hill disturbed. I sat upon a seat of vantage, an old freight iiox, and viewed the disembarkation with much enjoyment for 1 like nothing better than to pick sundry types from a hurrying crowd and speculate to myself as to their pursuits in life. 1 was at that particular moment debating whether an old fellow, with a distinctly foreign carriage, was an ex-German army officer or a Belgian Ambassador to the Euro-American Peace Conference, then in session, when one in the throng jolted agaimst my insecure seat, and down 1 caine, philc sophy and all, right on the toes of a little gentleman with a distinguished manner, who unlukily for him, happened to be standing near. After the starry constellation had ffcded and 1 became able to see distinctly, I arose t0 my feet and laughed in spite of my dazed condition at the ogile antics that my companion in the accident was perfotming. He danctd with considerable skill upon on leg w’hile he tenderly held his injured foot in his hands. At last he stopped and looked up angrily at me, but his look immediately changed to wonder. “Jones!” he exclaimed wondeiingly. This of course brought about a closer scrutiny from me. “Eugene Cramblit” 1 exclaimed, with equal wonder “You can’t fool me with those whiskers!” and with much handshaking and joyously “looking each other over”, we departed to some quiet place to talk over old times. m Naturaly there were no bounds to our fund of reminiscences and for a long time we talked of the old times back in Jackson High. We talked of how “oP Bruce steam-rolled the Sun Flower for a class flower” and laughed at the ridiculousnes-sof some of our school-day pranks, but finally growing tired cf this we turned to the present. “Where's Jim Ervin now?” came the natural question from Cramblit. “Well, old Uncle Sam mu§t keep you diplomats busy if you’ve never heard of Jim Ervin,” I replied. Jim has now retired from his career of Auto-racing and is now carrying on a very profitable Auto Sales Agency business.” “Where’s Earl Shadrach, still practicing law? ’ I informed him that Earl was now a nominee for the Supreme bench of Ohio, and we passed on to the next question. “Clyde Brown,” I said, is now a Professor at the 0. S. U. Margaret Evans is singing with the Chicago Symphony Orchestra. Charles House is manager of the Jackson Engineering Labratories, while Bernard Hurd has at last invented a practical method of color photography. Now tell me something yourself.” “Well,” he said, “I’ve run across more of theol’ class of fifteen than you would think. A couple of years ago I saved Frank Gettles from being mobbed. He tried to make a stump speech in London on the merits of (iermany and if it had not been for me the United States would probably have lost one of her best agriculture experts. Then again I met Findley Cherrington in Paris. He was over there in the interest of the American firm with which he is connected, I see quite often Blanche Alexander and Florence Evans who have been in Europe since the close of the Great War. Now' its your turn for a while. I’ll bet 1 can guess who of our class are now' teaching.” “Fire away,“Isaid. “Grace Oiler, Katherine Lamb, Zella Channel, Gladys Smith, Alma Miller, Lillian Rowe, Jean Jones, Helen White, Elizabeth Lewis—” “Hey, hold up there!” I cried. “You don’t think the whole class turned out to be teachers do you? You guessed the first three right and mighty good ones they are too. but maybe the school board would object to having six married teachers on the pay roll, let ’em manage their families Eugene, that’s enough for them. I’ll tell you what we’ll do. Let’s call up Dick Dyer and Hebe Lloyd and get them to come over to the Club for a little reunion dinner. If I’m not mistaken John McNeer is in the city on business. We’ll get him to come too.” rag e frOU RTEEN