Jefferson Township High School - Jeffersonian Yearbook (Mexico, IN)

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Seninr Gllami igrnphvrg INDIANAPOLIS, Ind., May 5, 1936-After tucking the children in bed, I returned to the living room and sank into my favorite chair, with a long sigh escaping my lips. As I was very tired I had resolved to retire early, but when I arose to put out the light I noticed the day's mail lying on the table still untouched. My attention was at once drawn to the Mexico Daily Outputf' which my mother had sent me. This paper Cwhich was dated April 30, 19365 at once brought back memories of those dear, by-gone High School days at Mexico. I wondered what had become of all those folks that I had known so well. So, forgetting my fatigue, I resumed my chair to indulge in the paper's contents. Why, can it be possible? Here's Francis Black's picture, She has really grown famous. It says that she has attracted much attention in Paris, as a fashion model at Madame DeFarge's style shop. Miss Black states that long, straight lines are the latest. More interesting news. Little did I think that Herbert Kessler would ever win fame as a poet, but here is a bit of his own composition, entitled, An Original Love Story. Let's see what it's about: He struggled to kiss her, she struggled the same, To prevent him so bad and undauntedg But as smitten by lightning he heard her exclaim, Avaunt Sir, and off he avaunted. But when he returned with a wild feverish smile, ' Showing' clearly that he was affronted, and threatening by main force to carry her off, She cried, Don't, and the poor fellow donted. Then he meekly approache ed and got down at her feet, Praying loud as before he had wanted, That she would forgive him and try to be sweet, and said, Can't you, and the poor girl recanted. Then softly he whispered, How could you do so? I certainly thought I was jiltedg But come thou with me, to the narson we'll go. Say, wilt thou my dear? And she wilted, Then gayly he took her to see their new home, and cabin by no means enchanted. See, here we can live with no longing to roam. He said, Sfian't we my dear? So they shanted. How very impressive, I remember how he was deeply in love with Thelma Stoffer while they were in schoolg I imagine this was inspired by her. IVould you believe it? The paper says that Herman Hood has at last secured a good position, namely, that of driving a sprinkling wagon on the streets of Venice. XYell, I certainly am glad to hear that he has such a worthy job. More surprises: Hereis an item telling that Ernest Schmidt and Vern Ault are running a hot-dog stand on the Sandwich Islands. XVhat do you know? Heres an ad that says: XYanted-A man who wish- es to settle down on a farm and who is a good housekeeper, and will be a kind father, one who has money to buy a license and can furnish a ring- would like to marry soon. Inform Miss Ruth Birk, Peru, Ind., R. R. 4. XVell, well, is Ruth driven to that? I suppose she has had a hard time of it since

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survive it. I, Frances Black, do bequeath to Alton Shaw my everlasting smile. I, Lester Snyder, do bequeath to Ruth Rader, my gift of demonstrating love. I, Ernest Schmidt, do bequeath to Thelma Stoffer the secret of my methods of playing basket ball. I, Helen Hurst, do bequeath to Roscoe Kraning my love affairs, providing he doesn't stay up later than three o'clock in the morning. I, Vern Ault, do bequeath to anybody that is in need of it, my sunny dis- position. I, VValter Rendel, do bequeath to Cora Pugh my gift of gab. I, Ruth Birk, do bequeath to Reynold Gerard my biology notebook. I, Robert Bowman, do bequeath to Magdalene Lane, the example of a, class member, who has proven to be able to keep quiet on all occasions. I, Cleo Worl, do bequeath to anybody that needs it my dignity. May they uphold it, forever endeavoring to realize its vast importance, in spite of their light mindedness and irresponsibility. I, Ross Griffith, do bequeath to Della Hiebert my historic gifts. I, Paul Montgomery, do bequeath to Ester Frick my executive ability, but not my beauty. I still feel that I have need for it. I, Caroline Newman, do bequeath to Tyman Miller my cartoonist gifts. I, Victor Fouts, do bequeath to Dorothy XN'eaver my ancestors. I feel that I do not need them anymore. Item VII-To individual members of the faculty: To Mr. Tillett, we leave the memory of a class that has always obeyed, especially in having our Arithmetic lessons. To Miss Hartley, we give the profound admiration and ever-endur- ing friendship of the class of 1926. To Mr. Fisher, we bequeath thirteen cents to purchase a little- black book in which to record the misdemeanors of the students in the coming year. To Miss Roberts, we bequeath the balance of our class treasury, to be used in buying a pair of rubber shoes for detective work. VVe feel she will be sure to need them in dealing with the classes that are to be our successors. To Mr. Hann who has been our faithful instructor throughout our high school course, we bequeath, a sweet and unbroken succession of restful nights and peaceful dreams. No longer need he lie awake through the night to worry over the uncertainty whether this one or that one will have his English lesson in the morning class. VVe are sure that it has been a hard strain on him, for seniors are said to be at all times and under all conditions difficult to manage. But he has done his duty, and indeed, now shall he have his well-earned reward. I -Ruth Birk.

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her brother committed suicide, her father drowned himself, and her mother has to wash for a living. I would almost be tempted to do so myself under the circurnstances. More startling news. Two young men scientists, namely, Professors Richard Hurst and Paul Montgomery have discovered a new substance in the region of the sun. It is thought that the substance will be named in their honor. At present it is called Hurst-Gomeryf' Iieres the best yet. It saysg Lester Snyder,a pronnnent young'farnr er of this vicnnty, has for the third thne entered into the IIoly I3onds of Matrimony. Well, well, I suppose Margaret Dock and Thelma Taggart proved to be too much for him. Iloxv astonishing, I can hardly beheve niy oxvn eyes, but yet the paper tells it in plain black and white. It reads: Mrs. Helen Rendel, formerly Miss Helen Hurst, of this city has applied for a divorce from her husband, VValter Rendel, with whom she was united in marriage on June 6, 1926. She alleges cruel and inhuman treatment, failure to provide and desertion. She further alleges that oftentimes in a fit of rage, he would come at her with a stick of stove wood, threatening to hit her. Mrs. Rendel is asking the cus- tody of their six children, and 310,000 alimony. I can scarcely reahze that NNQdter could have niade such a change, be- cause I remember how devoted they always seemed to each other, while they were still in school together, What do you know? Ross Griffith has gone out of the barber business, and is now out on the farm engaged in feeding razor-back hogs. How interesting, the circus is coming to town. It mentions the fattest woman in the world. Can it be? Yes it is, the same Ruth Stoffer that graduated n11926. It says that she has gained 4 pounds every day untH she now weighs 420 pounds. My, my, she could scarcely be recognized as the same girl. More good news. The paper says that Robert Bowman and Alvia Greer are much interested in the farm extension work, and that they are now locat- ed on a farm near the city, engaged in raising umbrellas. Iiomfvery unfortunate! 'Phe paper says that NHctor Fouts,fan1ousjig- dancer, is suffering from a sprained ankle as a result of his dancing the other night. Mr. Fouts was unable to tell exactly how it happened, but the spec- tators thought that he got up a little extra speed and as a result got his feet tangled,xvhich caused hinito faH violently to the Hoor. 'The audience xvas quite alarmed at the time, but was soon relieved from all suspense, when the physician said that the accident was nothing serious. It is thought that Mr. Fouts will be able to resume his dancing within a few days. This certainly is wonderful, all the seniors of 1926 are mentioned in the paper. It is better than gold to know what they are all doing. Can it be so late? The striking of the clock, caused me to realizeithe fact that I had sat up much later than I had intended. So with my mind fuH of1Heasant1nenunies,I redred to dreani once agaui of happy school days. -Ruth Miller Turnipseed.