Lancaster High School - Mirage Yearbook (Lancaster, OH)

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man’s number twelves. May you fill Howard’s shoes as well as he has during the past year. Germany is looking for gunboats to use in the present war. so. Bill,” here is an op- portunity to make use of your inheritance-. Item 11—We bequeath to Ralph Webster the ability to get wise, now possessed by Phil Floyd, who has succeeded in graduating. Item 12—To Miss Perfect we bequeath the patience of Job,” to be used at times, but especially when R. Webster is present at the Civic League meetings. Item 13—To the girls who expect to be future voters, we recommend Mr. Thomas’ forthcoming work, to be called “The Female of the Species,” also his beautiful essay, to be entitled “Is High Thinking Compatible with Low-neck Dressing ?” Item 14—To our fond and loving teachers, we bequeath our memory. As years roll by and each succeeding class passes through these portals into a life of strife, may you recall the class of 1915 with fondest memories. Item 15—To our efficient agriculture teacher, Mr. Drinkle, we bequeath a bottle of hair tonic, to be used in growing a mustache, so that he can be distinguished from a pupil of the school. Item 16—To Mr. McCandlish, we bequeath a nickel with tails on both sides, so that in “flipping the coin” with Mr. Hickson he may be sure to win. We also wish him to take our advice and never gamble over the fairer sex. Item 17—To the school, we bequeath such fixtures as Red” Goss and “Toot” Groff, who or.ce upon a time lie- longed to the class of ’15. Our sentiments are those of the poet of old, who exclaimed: Remove not these ancient landmarks. Item 18—And, separately, we make the following indi- vidual bequests: Our class president. Fred Sexauer, leaves his chair of honor and wreath of smiles to his successor: Lucile Southgate leaves “City Life as Seen in Cincinnati,” in seven volumes. On account of the great amount of money and other valuables entailed in this will, we nominate and appoint the School Board as executors of this will. In testimony whereof, the class of 1915 have hereunto set their hand and signature this fourteenth day of April, in the year of our Lord, nineteen hundred and fifteen. THE SENIOR CLASS. By Harry W. Myers. The aforesaid document, purporting to be the last Will and Testament of the Senior Class of Lancaster High School, is, on this eleventh day of June, 1915, admitted to probate. S. H. LAYTON, Judge Superior Court, Lancaster High School.

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(Tl a s a We, the members of the Senior Class of 1915, l ancaster High School. Fairfield County and State of Ohio, being of sound and disposing minds and memories, mindful of the uncertainty of longer continuance in this sanitarium for the treatment of ignorance, do make and declare this our last will and testament for the purpose of disposing of all our chattels, opportunities and advantages, and bequeathing our cares, responsibilities and burdens unto our successors, and to that end, do collectively and solemnly give, devise, and bequeath the same, as follows, to-wit: Item 1—To each member of the Faculty, we bequeath a small, yet mighty, flower—a Forget-me-not. Item 2—To the Juniors we give, devise and bequeath our right to the title of Seniors, and the power and author- ity that goes with the aforesaid title. The following are a few of the many powers invested in this mighty name: Power to show the green little Freshie” his place in this oasis-of-the-desert-of-ignorance. power to laugh at Mr. McCandlish’s jokes, and power to demand that Mr. Thomas change his green tie for a red one. Item 3—We leave our “Wilhelm Tell” to the Sophomores and to the Freshmen we bequeath our Caesar.” reserving only therefrom his Gaul, which, being divided into three parts, remains forever as the sole property of Robert Hast- ings, Howard Carman, and Emmett Speriky, share and share alike. 24 Will Item 4—To every boy in the High School, we give a ten- cent paint brush, to be used in shaving. Item 5—To the incoming Freshmen Class, we bequeath the hope of a new budding to be erected near this present school. We would remind the Freshmen that this is a be- quest of special value, since they no doubt will be able to cherish this hope the rest of their natural days. Item 6—To the school we bequeath those uniforms which have seen days of struggle and passed thru many a hard-fought battle, but which now lie moldy and moth- eaten in that dark and dreary recess known as the attic. The uniforms to which we refer are the football and basket ball regalia, and may the suits worn by the Senior athletes hereafter be donned by as worthy players. Item 7—To our Janitor, Mr. James Bloom, we bequeath all stacks and bonds, or chewing gum. which he may find in desks previously occupied by us. and we also hope that to him his keys may be as those of St. Peter. Item 8—Upon our successors, the class of 1916, we be- stow our beloved principal, Mr. L. D. Thomas, undiminished in h:s ability to furnish heat for the intellectual furnace, and we recommend them to use him liberally in the settle- ment of their disputes, and apply to him fully for consola- tion in their troubles. Item 9—To Stanley Garrison we bequeath a “Ford.” Those poor ponies are overworked. Item 10—To Wilbur Wolf we bequeath Howard Car-

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(Class Prnpltrrit By M. Leila Saine. Autumn had quietly merged into winter; winter, with its harsh blasts, had given way to spring, and now spring was imperceptibly gliding into summer—that wonderful, never-to-be-forgotten summer of 1935. It was a bright, warm day late in May. such a day as can exist only in a region with climatic conditions such as prevail in Kentucky. Stillness reigned over the little town of Wellington—stillness broken only by the singing and quarreling of the birds in the old apple tree just outside my open window. The curtain softly swayed in the breeze, bringing the refreshing fragrance of roses, which were just bursting into bloom. My thoughts were deep in the past. Was it possible that nearly twenty years had passed since that day in June when we had stood on the stage of the Lancaster High School auditorium and received our diplomas? Where were all those old classmates? What were they doing? My reverie was suddenly disturbed by the shrill whistle of the postman afar off down the street. On he came, and. was he—? Yes, he was turning in at the gate! I hastened out to meet him. There were papers and business letters for Uncle Bob, and a magazine for me. The magazine was soon leafed over and I was about to lay it aside, when a letter dropped from it. I eagerly tore it open, and devoured the contents, for letters were not an every-day occurrence in that out-of-the-way town. This was the letter, or rather note: “New York, N. Y., May 26, 1935. 'Dear Old Friend: “Beyond a doubt, you remember the pact made by us ears ago, when each of us promised to do anything within cr power for the other, if ever a time should come when either should need help. I need you now, and will meet you Saturday night at the Grand Central. “Lovingly, ELIZABETH TOWT.” Imagine my surprise and delight to hear once more, after seven years, from “Liz.” But what could she want ? Surely some serious trouble must have befallen her! With all haste possible. I gathered a few belongings together and set out for New York City, fully expecting to find some of her nearest relatives dead or dying. But when I alighted from the train, there stood Elizabeth, smiling as brightly as ever! Not one word would she tell me until we reached her home on Fifth Avenue. Then she unfolded her plan. She had just purchased a beautiful new yacht, and was exceed- ingly anxious to try it. So she had arranged to take a long cruise, expecting to be gone at least four months, and to stop at interesting points along the way. The note was intended to arouse and excite my anxiety, for then she knew that I would come at once. Accordingly, in exactly four days we were ready to begin our trip. We were standing on deck, waving farewell to some of