Ladoga High School - Canner Review Yearbook (Ladoga, IN)

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L SENIOR PROPHECY ll -V7 - -- - --f . Y Y Y W Y, a figure wrapped in gray robes softly entered the room. It glided to a seat near me and after gazing into the fire a few seconds, it spoke in a gentle, far-away voice and this is what it said: I am Future and I have come to reveal to you the fortune of your friends, the venerable Seniors. l will describe them as I see them in the flames. After a few minutes the figure spoke again: ul see in the flames a long street and from the distance approaches a distinguished looking gentleman. He swings along at a steady gait, and he is greeted by the passers-by with an air of deference. This gentleman, Dr. Borel lVlclVlullan, is your old friend famil- iarly known as 'Mach He is now an eminent physician and surgeon in Philadelphia. His skill in surgery is almost miraculous and his success as a physician is the envy and despair of his colleagues. H 'Mac' is as attractive as ever, and is admired and sought after by all the belles of the city. Although he has had several 'affairs', he still clings to the comforts of a bachelor. But the scene changes. The stately buildings of Harvard University appear. F rom one of the buildings, the figure of a tall young man emerges. l-le has the face and bearing of a scholar. You cannot fail to recognize him as Emmert Brackney, one of the Seniors of l9l l. He is now the head professor of Modern Languages at Harvard. Notice how quickly he crosses the street to avoid meeting that group of young wo- men. I fear he will never outgrow his bashfulness in the presence of ladies. Now another vision delights our eyes. lt is a beautiful southern home. The gracious mistress of the lovely place is Eva Harris, your High School chum. By the will of an un- known relative she was left heir to this fine old mansion. It was also in the South that Eva found her fair 'Prince Charming' who shares with her the joys of her home. But we must not dwell longer with this friend. Another claims our attention. This time we have a view of a sanitarium. ln one of the reclining chairs on the veranda lies the wasted form of a man. You cannot know him, he is changed. It is Mark l-limes! Poor fellow. His health failed four years ago and in vain he has tried every remedy. Fresh air cures and electrical treatments were without avail. He even toured Europe in an automo- bile, spent a winter on the shores of the Mediterranean, ana a summer in the Swiss Alps, but the result is-that poor figure in yonder chair. But lest you worry and grow sad in thinking of your friend, lwill give you a further glimpse of his life. He will at last by ac- cident begin to try the virtues of the 'Damewood Springs' and in a few short months he will be as robust and jolly as ever. As time progresses he will become the most prosper- ous farmer in the vicinity of Ladogaf' 99 if 99 99 46 SNR chilly evening as l sat by the open grate drowsily watching the flames, An ember fell! I glanced up to find that my visitor had vanished. Now thoroughly awake I sprang from my chair and cried: Long Live the Seniors! N ELLIE WARFEL.

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.Un flliemnriam Sidney Purcell is deadg yet alive, For he shall linger evermore ln our memory never old, As one who in this world did strive To benefit his fellow man, To lend in need a helping hand, With high aim and noble purpose, He lived a life that should remain ln our minds as an example For us to follow. Ah! proud are we to have had him As our dear classmate. Though Death with blighting breath The fair flower of his blooming youth, VV e know that he is but retained ln some happy Elysian Isle, Where free from sorrow and sad tears, From earthly cares and mortal fears, He pluclcs the waving daffoclil, Beside some gentle flowing stream, And wanders through delightful dalesg Lingers awhile in charming vales To listen to enchanting birds Singing every To murmurs of falling fountains Ceasing never. Ah! blessed is he, As blessed can be. -Emmert Jlfanson B has stained racknqu

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gg Seniorg Class History l HE present Senior class entered the Ladoga High School four years ago with T twenty-three members. They possessed immature minds with great possi- bilities for development. Early in the year a class meeting was called, and Sidney Purcell was elected President, Gaynell Frantz, Vice-President, and Eva Harris, Secre- tary and Treasurer. Old gold and purple were chosen as our colors. When we entered the Sophomore Class, a few people had fallen from our ranks. However, those remaining went in with a will to conquer and succeed. At the beginning of our junior Year, we found our number still less and we were without president and vice-president. We soon elected Mark Himes, President, and Constant lVlclVlullan, Vice-President. Gnly three from our original number were ready to take up the work of the Senior Class, but one new member, Emmert Brackney, joined us. Although we were few in numbers, we did not lose our courage but put forth our best efforts and have made our presence felt. Now that we have completed our High School course, we go forth to perform our part in the world, and whatever we accomplish we shall always feel that our success is due to the four years spent in the Ladoga High School. ' EVA HARRIS. I7