Johnson St Paris High School - Parisian Yearbook (Saint Paris, OH)

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Parisian CLASS OF 1909 In the spring of 1909 there graduated a class of eight girls and three boys: namely, Mary Dye, Fanny Cowan, Mary Poorman, Lucinda Leedom, Zetta Beaty, Grace Goode, Flossie Hancock, Bes- sie Huffman, Harry Hunter, Tracey Jones, and Harry Manning. Mary Dye and Harry Hunter tied for first honor. As most classes do, this class had a flag. As an inducement to matrimony it was decided that the class flag should become the property of the one who first entered the bond of wedlock. At a final meeting of the class the question arose as to who should be custodian of the flag until some one fell victim to Cupid’s darts. Through sym- pathy, perhaps, it was suggested that the flag be kept by Harry Manning, who had gained the repu- tation of being the most bashful boy in high school. Today, although all but two of the class are married, the first keeper of the class banner is still its possessor. The members of the class are all living and meeting the tests of life bravely. Out of this class, six have taught school for a while. One of the unique things about the class is that all three of the boys are now in the minis- try. Tracey K. Jones has been engaged in Y. M. C. A. work in China for a number of years, and is now in this country making a lecture tour. Harry Hunter is pastor of a church in Kansas City and Harry Manning is pastor of two local country churches. CLASS OF 1912 Yes, we had taken that awful Patterson exam- ination! had passed! (with credit to James Stev- ens, our eighth grade teacher) and graduated! n 1908 we entered the S. P. H. S. one of the lai’gest, and we thought the most brilliant of classes. While our upper classmates called us “green.” During the first two years of our course, D. O. Frelsford entertained us with his stock of jokes and pointed out the difficult points in algebra and so on. How refreshing to our young lives were his words, “Well, boys and girls, we will go bot- anizing this afternoon.” We never shall forget those trips. Miss Florence Hunter taught us our “amo, amas, amat,” English and whatever we needed. Miss Lottie Nelson (Hunt) taught us music and art. In the Junior year Miss Agnes Atkinson and Miss Corena Jackman took up the duties as tea- chers, while Miss Emma Zimmer taught the “do, re, mi.” James Fortney, whose memory is very dear to us, was our superintendent during the four years. We soon had a class meeting and elected Frank Culley as our president. As he moved from our school, we asked Harvey Loudenback to succeed him as our president. We chose old rose and white as our class colors and the rose as our flower. This color scheme was carried out in all our class meetings. Our first class meeting in the home was with Adelaide Fromme at the close of the Freshman year. But many more were to follow, especially the hayride to Frank Culley’s; the bobsled ride to Georgia Tappy’s and girls, do you remember the slumber party at Naomi Sheidler’s and the fudge we ate with a Spoon? During our Junior year we made hundreds of violets to decorate the commencement stage for Class ’ll. There were those Hallowe’en festivities held in Sheidler’s Hall, where we had our fortunes told, ate apples and pumpkin pie, drank cider and played “Skin to My Lou, My Darling.” Also the Senior receptions held in Masonic Hall. One of the most important organizations of our high school career was the Literary Society. And we remember with pride those programs. During our Freshman year, ’08 and ’09, the so- cieties were Delta and Imamo Mosiame, (We Have the Brains.) ’09 and ’10, South Pole and Alpha Chi (ax), ’10 and ’ll Cadmeian and L. O. V, ’ll and ’12 Aeolian and Columbian. Can’t you remember us singing, “The Yellow and the Black,” or is it “O Tempora, O Mores?” The Class ’12 was a very hard working group and much talent was shown. There was much rivalry for first place in the monthly ranking. The class honors were given Grace Reed. By May, 1912, there were only fourteen left to graduate. The Baccalaureate sermon was de- livered by Rev. Alfred Ankeney in the M. E. Church. On that wonderful night in May, the old stage in the Union Opera House was beau- tifully decorated in old rose and white. Seated upon it were the Class ’12, consisting of eleven girls and three boys: Adelaide Fromme (Faulk- ner), Marie Harmon (Norman), Tillie Kizer (Bodey) (deceased), Mar? Matthews (Smith),

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 Alumui Class Histories CLASS OF 1895 During our high school days a school library was founded, and whether it still exists I do not know. Under the guidance of our superintend- ent, Prof. L. I. Morse, a series of lecture courses was given and the profit derived from these went to establish a library. Just how it happened there was a profit, is a mystery, as the price of the tickets was only one dollar and after paying all expenses, it does not seem possible any money could have been left. Lecturei's in those days did not demand the prices they do now and the “opera house” could be rented for a nominal sum. The students surely did work hard to sell the tickets. These lecture courses and an In- dian medicine show, was about all the entertain- ment we had during the winter. Enough money was finally accumulated to start the library. Prof. Morse selecting the books, and a better selection could not have been made. Up to this time we had very little opportunity to secure good books to read and the eight members of our class and all others whose privilege it was to make use of the library, well remember what a treat these books were, and will also remember with affection, Prof. Morse who made it possible for us to have the library. In comparison to the 'high school work of to- day, our course would have stood well in a test. We did not have as many of the sciences as are now being taught, but were more thoroughly drilled in what we did have. We were required to learn the constitution of the United States, and its amendments, and be able to repeat same without reference to the books. The teacher who required this, was truly a real American citizen, and did her best to make as good citizens of her pupils, and as far as I know, no member of our class has ever dishonored our flag. We were well drilled in mathematics. We had some excel- lent teachers, and how the school board was able to secure them for the small salary paid, is be- yond my comprehension. The three girls and five boys who composed our class, finally graduated, May twenty-first. We well remember the wonderful orations we de- livered, the flowers, music, new clothes, ban- quets and other thrilling events connected with the occasion. At this writing we are all living. CLASS OF 1900 The class of 1900 claims the distinction of be- ing one of the few classes where the boys out- numbered the girls two to one. The personnel of the class consisted of: Hattie Pond, Della Richeson, James Bollinger, William Smith, Von Weber Hunt, Cecil V. Jones. If we remember correctly, the race for class honors was very close and finally narrowed down to a neck and neck race between our esteemed Attorney-at-law, Miss Hattie Pond, and our pres- ent progressive farmer, James Bollinger with Miss Pond carrying off the honors by a small margin. At this writing Miss Pond is still unmarried and is a very successful attorney in Indianapolis, obtaining her first experience in this line in the famous murder trial held in high school during her senior year. Miss Della Richeson is now Mrs. Vol Sise and is the capable assistant at our local Atlantic Pacific Tea Co. store. James Bollinger married one of our St. Paris girls a few years after graduation and is now one of the progressive farmers of Jackson township. William Smith is now high up in the office force of The Columbus Railway Light Co. and lives in Columbus. Von Weber Hunt attended the Cincinnati Den- tal college a few years after graduating from high school. On his return to St. Paris he served a short apprenticeship with our local dentist. Dr. Guthridge. Later he married one of our well known high school music teachers, Miss Lottie Neilson and is now one of the foremost dentists of Piqua. C. V. Jones attended one term at Ada after graduating and later attended one year at Ohio State University, studying law; but later came home and bought an interest in the old Jones drug store where he is still holding forth, having mar- ried Miss Mary G. Leedom, another St. Paris high school graduate in 1907. He now makes his home in our village.

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Parisian 1923 Marie Neal (Schneck), Naomi Sheidler (Beltz), Georgia Tappy (Furrow), Olive Toomire (Gor- don), Leona Weaver (Heck), Grace Reed, Flos- sie Bull, Ray Allison, Raymond Kemp, Harvey Loudenbaek. The class address was given by Prof. John Rich- eson. The class furnished the music. A reception was given by the high school in Masonic Hall. Our farewell class meeting was held at the home of Adelaide Frornme. Here we cut up our flag, each receiving a piece. Death has claimed one of our most beloved classmates. Class ’12 Song How dear to our hearts is the scene we are leaving, To enter a pathway untried by us all; How dear to our hearts is the memory weaving Its beauty of dreams of the days past recall! Our classmates, our teachers, their names will not perish. And thoughts of our school in some far distant day, Will bring with its fragrance the ‘rose’ that we Cherish, Its petals of ‘old rose’ our treasure for aye. I —Flossie Bull. CLASS OF 1917 On September first, 1913, twenty-two freshies found themselves rather unhappily located in the Green Room. We all felt that we well deserved to enter High School. Supt. James H. Fortney with Miss Esther Kail as principal and Miss Carena Jackman assist- ant principal were our teachers. As sophomores, Harold Barger joined our number. This year we had a new superintendent, Mr. W. C. Cole- man with Miss Jackman principal and Miss Ruth Maxwell assistant. During our Junior year one more was added to our number, Elva Runkle. In our senior year with Miss Blanche Lawther prin- cipal and Miss Florence Wyman assistant, Hazel Lindsey enrolled in our class this year. Many of our class participated in an operetta, “The Windmills of Holland,” directed by Miss Florence Jones, our music teacher. We were now seven- teen in number, seven girls and ten boys. As this was the largest class to be ready for graduation in the history of the school we decided to give a class play, the first undertaken by any class. Accordingly “Professor Peterkin Pepp” was chos- en and from the play a neat sum of money was realized. With this fund we bought the library table and chairs which may now be seen in use in the library. Our Baccalaureate service was held in the Methodist Church with the sermon by Rev. J. M. Smith. On Thursday evening, May 24. Prof. Lester E. Wolfe of O. S. U. delivered the commencement address and we found our- selves no longer under the protection of the dear old S. P. H. S., but out in th world for ourselves. On the High School service flag are two gold stars which represent two members of our class, Keith Cretors and Elva Runkle, whose lives were given in the service of our country. In the bus- iness world we find Lowell Ammon, our class pres- ident, located in Columbus, Leota Runkle, our secretary, also in Columbus, Owen Harvey of Springfield, Laura Spence in Washington D. C., Forest Taylor, Urbana, Glen Vickrey, Cincin- nati, Harold Barger, Thackery, Harold Cannon and Dan Tappy of St. Paris, Gertrude Brecken- ridge and Hazel Lindsey Romiser have taken up domestic duties. Earl Walborn is a scientific farmer while Mildred Hanback and the other mem- ber are at work in the home school. We shall ne’er forget our Alma Mater Though our High School days are o’er We will ever love our S. P. H. S. As we did in days of yore. Yellow and Black will always be the colors That will make our pulses thrill S. P. H. S. to you, we will e’er be true High School Days, dear High School Days! —N. B. W. CLASS OF 1918 In the fall of 1914, class ’18 began its career in S. P. H. S. With timid, fast beating heai'ts, they found themselves, hardly knowing how it happened, in the Green Room of the old brick building. There were eighteen of us, nine girls and nine boys. Like all Freshies, past and present, we felt that we would make the old school famous. Many events, during those four short years, are stamped upon our minds, not to be erased, but rather deepened by time. Shall we ever forget our first journey to the Pink room? It was with fear and trembling that we dragged our lagging steps there, to the tune of handclapping and smile, feeling mere infants, in the presence of the high and mighty upper classmen.