Jefferson Union High School - Jeffaurean Yearbook (Richmond, OH)

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UHOBGOBLIN HOUSE Presented by The Senior Class Shrieks! Murder: Laughter! This was the prelude to the spine-chilling presentation of Hobgoblin House presented by the Senior Class, April 15th-16th, that fulfilled terror, murder and headless phantoms that sent you sinking beneath your seats. The deafening shrieks, the funeral bell, the unsolved murder and the side-splitting scenes of laughter, helped make this presentation one of the most outstanding chillers. Darius Krupp , the gnome-like, hunch-back caretaker, sinister in his manner, looks, and actions was performed by Bud Kemper, who kept the audience in misery of expecta- tions. Darius had been the caretaker of the Hobgoblin House for many a year and held with him the most gruesome stories of the past owner and his wife. His wife was said to have been beheaded by her husband who carried the name of B1uebeard Bronson , Miss Priscilla Carter strict, aristocratic spinster who bought the I-lobgoblin House mostly to keep her irresponsible nieces from their nincompoop boy friends, was pre- sented by Betty Coddington. Miss Priscilla's staccato-like crispness was domineering and she refused to be frightened even when the mischievous boy friends of her nieces dressed as ghosts trying to scare her into selling the house so they could again be with her nieces. Marion Carter lovable, serious-minded niece of Priscilla Carter was played by All DeBoo. Her quiet contemplation and her appealing manner make her a shield for her more tempestuous younger sister. Marion knew of her boy friends presence and helped him scheme a way to frighten her aunt into selling, the ending being of course as Cupid will have it. ' Iill Carter, pretty dashing younger sister of Marion, was performed by Miriam Knox. She, having a more excitable disposition, was always seeking refuge in her jack's arms. She too, as her sister Marion had done, helped jack' frighten her aunt, but was thor- oughly petrified when the real ghost appeared. The performance of these two personalities are in opposite contrast of one another and to the audience give presentation of two typical American young women. Frank Harlowe tall and dignified chap, capable of little devilish tricks was played by Richard Nelson. He and lack Loring, heart-throb of jill, another young chap. with a win- ning personality, played by Allie Smith scheme together to form a little mystery within a big one as they disguised themselves as ghosts to frighten Miss Priscilla and also help catch the dangerous Bluebeard Bronson. Susan Parkins the I-lenglish 'ousekeeper was portrayed by Betty West. Being an accentric spinster-like maiden, she speaks her mind at all times, always hearing hants. Susan's Henglish accent plus her lovable disposition added much comedy. Bluebeard Bronson the real spine-crinkler was an escaped maniac with powerful arms and beady eyes as portrayed by Myron Arnett. B1uebeard caused much excite- ment and terror, chasing all the characters around with a bloody hatchet. His actions caused the audience to go beneath the seats to collect their hearts. Bill Wilkins keeper of Bluebeard was played by lack Hughes. He was a short, rugged person that kept the audience' guessing as to what part he actually played in the connection of the kidnapping of Patricia Arnold. Patricia was portrayed by Donna Mc- Gunnigill in a headless way. Playing a dual role of Patricia and the Headless Phan- tom, revealed Patricia as a Chicago heiress, who had been held in Custody by Blue beard and Bill Wilkins, and as the phantom who with special effects was the product of a baby goose-pimple turned to a Nlother-nightmare . The play as a whole, taken in the run-down, sparsely-furnished Hobgood house, be- came better known as the I-lobgoblin House and brought terror to all who entered and it also entered the veins of all sho saw it. Beginning with a Shriekf Ending with a Scream! Putting you in Spasms! Z5

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SENIOR CLASS- PROPHECY Editor's Note: 1 QA11 places and persons in this manuscript are positively fictitious., It was. a bright cheerful morning, May ZO, 1967, to be exact. We were at the Vandalia Airport. We were taking a trip to California. Our plane taxied up and stopped. We board- ed it, and off we went. After we had been in the air a few minutes a friendly stewardess came staggering down the aisle. She almost fell in our laps. When we looked up we saw that it was none other than Carolyn Brown. We talked to her for a few minutes and then she continued on her way. W Finally, we noticed the plane ride was getting rather rough. We decided to go up front to ask the pilot what was wrong. When we saw who the pilot was we weren't surprised. It was Bob Pickett.' We asked him what he was doing piloting an airplane. I-Ie said there was room up here and besides, he got tired of paying for wrecked cars. We laughed and told him to try to take it a little easier. We finally arrived at our destination, San Francisco, Getting a taxicab to take us to our hotel was a surprise, more so, because the driver was Allie Smith. Allie was sur- prised to see us too. He said he had married Peggy Zurwell and they were very happy with their two children. We said we were very happy to find him so happy and well. He drove us to the hotel, Ritzy-Plitzy Plaza. As we arrived, the doorman was throwing two bums out. He gave them a big kick and they landed at our feet. They looked up at us sadly--each had a black eye. When we real- ized who they were we just about passed out. It was, though hard to believe, Richard Nel- son and Bud Kemper. We thought of what intelligent boys they had been in school. Yes, two great guys, bums now. We never would have guessed that. The doorman, who had been watching us, came up and said Remember me? Sure we did. It was Jack Hughes. He said his job was pretty good, especially opening the door for good-lookin' dames. He also said he had married and had a pleasant life except for his wife's rolling pin. We went into the Ritzy-Plitzy Plaza, and asked to see the manager about our rooms. To our astonishment the manager was, of all people, John Stiver. Well, we were about to give up after this. To think john Stiver owning a hotel---in California. Apparently, john was doing well, because he had an expensive suit and a diamond stickpin. We retired to our rooms to rest the remainder of the afternoon. When evening came, we decided to go to a famous nite club for dinner. So dressing in our best bib andtuckers we hailed Al1ie's taxi. We asked him which nite club was the finest. He said the Blue Gable was where we should go, so we did. The Blue Gable was very beautiful. To launch the evening off correctly, I spilled my champagne. When I screamed, the manager came running to see what had happened. I started to explain when I saw that it was not an ordinary nite club manager, but Frank Frech one of our old school-mates. He was as surprised to see us as we were to see him. He brought us some more champagne and sat dovm with us awhile. He told us hehad some- one he wanted us to see. He motioned to the cigarette girl and she came quickly. She was blonde-haired Mariam Knox, who also used to go to school at jefferson. She was very glad to see us, and said we were the first old friends she had seen in months. She could only stay for a few minutes as she had to get back to work. V Mr. Frech said we would be entertained in a few minutes, because there would be a floor show. We chatted awhile, then came the show. The lights were dimmed and a hush fell over the club, as a lovely, dark-haired lady appeared singing Temptation , We recognized her instantly as jane DeBoo, a graduate from jefferson. She sang beautifully. After the show we went to her dressing room. She told us she was very happily mar- ried, but was keeping on with her career of singing. After chatting with her awhile we de- cided that we had had enough excitement for one day, so we departed. The next morning after we had eaten our breakfast and were reading the morning paper, in came the hotel maid. She started puttering around and then she looked up. When she did so, she dropped her mop and stook looking at us with her mouth wide open. As 26