Lancaster High School - Mirage Yearbook (Lancaster, OH)

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ITEM IX—We grant the following individual bequests: Our president leaves his seat of honor and his dignity to his successor; Minnie Hartman leaves a large stock of chewing gum to be equally divided among the lower classmen as they may desire. We, hereby, nominate and appoint the Schoolboard as executors of this, our last will and testament. In testimony whereof, the class of '16 hereunto set their hand and signature, this the fifteenth day of May, in the year of our Lord, nineteen hundred and sixteen. ‘‘Letters, letters, nothing but letters. Mabel how will we ever get all of these read in time to catch the 11:30 car. We must do it though for never in this wide world v ould we think of missing Kittie’s wedding. I surely am thankful that the war is over because just fancy, we would never be taking this trip to England if it wern’t. And to think that George White is the power behind the throne in England. Can’t you re- member Miss Perfect m English class giving poor George perfect fits on account of his pessimism and now to think he is chief adviser to the King of England. Nine-thirty—Good gracious, we’ll simply have to skim through these letters, for if we don’t make the 11:30 car we’ll miss our boat. Wasn’t it the grandest pian to arrange that in ten years from our graduation day each one should write a letter, and that letter should go the rounds of the class. What better way could there possibly have been to let us know what each person was doing. Now, for the first letter.’ J’li do the reading and you listen. Whoever can this be from, with such flourishes and curleques. From Niel Amcndt. Yes. Yes, he always was keen on putting those big flourishes when he signed his name. We'll not have time to read any right through, but we can glance through them, and finish them on the ship if we don’t get seasick This is what Niel says:— “After attending Harvard four years and taking a succial course in aviation, I’m now in the areoplane business. I take great pleasure in informing you of my marriage to Minr.ie Ballmer just two years ago. Minnie is a fine wife and exceedingly econom- ical, so much so that we use only three quarters of a pound of butter a week. If you ever pass through Amanda, stop anu see us. Did you know that Dudley Book waiter has become a successful farmer. He owns the largest farm in Ohio, and often visits us. He is engaged to Minnie Hartman and has given her a ring with the largest diamond in the United Staes in it. However. I car. not say when the wedding will be as Minnie is at present dean of women at Ohio State.” “Well, Neil and Minnie, Dudley and Minnie! Whoever would have guessed that? Not I certainly. Now, for the next. H’m. from Kalamazoo, Michigan. Whom do you suppose is( there? “Just a line to let you know where I am; how I got here and what I am doing. The very day I graduated I came out here and here I’ve been ever since. The long and short of it is, that, with the efficient help of Ralp Geiser and Russel Hammock, 1 have con- structed the “Buzless Buzzer,” an automobile, whicli has it all over the Ford. Ladies (22) THE SENIOR CLASS. By Mary Louise Beck. (By Ruth D. Ritter.)

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esting features of the evening’s entertainment. In the next picture the curtain rises upon the Senior play—“Hicks at College.” The affairs of college girls and boys make up the theme of the play, which with some hu- morous occasions, uneventfully reaches the happy conclusion of the little romance—“and they lived happily ever after.” And now the last real scene has vanished. Memory, the Genii, summoned by the presentation of familiar scenes, haunts our mind, thots of the four years’ happy com- panionship, forever at an end; of the patience and wisdom of those who directed; of the little failures and successes that marked the way. Suddenly there appears upon the dark screen a faint glow which growing blighter and brighter, at last, unfolds to our wondering gaze, a dim phantom of that which is yet to come. It is the vision of Commencement day. Hut as we strive to pierce the mist of time, and view more clearly the rosy future the vision of white gowned girls, of flowers and song, of ribboned rolls, slowly faces, until all again is in darkness. The end of the play has come. The history of the class is complete; and the actors leave the stage of their high school days to venture into the bright sunlight of life, yet re- membering always the joyous moments of their brief career. THE END. RUTH SUZANNE BUSBY. ’16. (EtaB Ml We, the class of nineteen hundred and sixteen, Lancaster High School, Fairfield county, State of Ohio, being of sound, reliable minds and of sane memory, knowing our stay almost finished in this institution of learning, do hereby declare this to be our last will and testament in order to rid ourselves of all our surplus possessions, advant- ages, opportunities and energies. For this reason we giant, will and bequeath as follows ITEM I.—To our fathers and mothers we bequeath the pleasure and the right to settle all our just debts incurred in this garden-spot-of-the-world of learning. ITEM n.—To the members of the School Board and Faculty and to the Superintend- ent, we will our memory, hoping it may ever he fresh in their minds. ITEM III.—To the lower classes, we bequeath all the money left from the sale of the Mirage, to be divided among them, share and share alike ; also our ponies to be cared for with careful consideration. ITEM IV.—To the Juniors, wc bequeath the right and privilege of accompanying Aeneas and the Trojans in their many wanderings, hoping that none are lost on the way as happened this year. ITEM V.—To the Mirage Editors of following years, we will the ability and stick- to-it-ivencss of our editor, Harry Nourse; also his “gift of gab.” ITEM VI.—To our esteemed teacher. Mr. McCandlish, we leave the best wishes of the class for his success in the attempt to do things by “Proxy,” ITEM VII.—To the class of ’17, we bequeath the right to give a Shakespearian play as a high attainment of their dramatic powers. ITEM VIII.—To the Senior Class of next year we leave all the power and authority which we now possess. Some of these are: The right to call our janitor Jimmy or any other name which comes handiest; to give advice to all who may ask, and the authority to skip periods whenever they see fit to do so. (21)

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and gentlemen, if yon ever pass through Kalamazoo, stop at 333 Make You Buy Even i? You Don't Want to street.” and inspect our Buzless Buzzer.” Your humble servant. Edward Baumgardner.”— The Buzless Buzzer —some car I’m sure. Mabel as soon as we return from Eng- land. I’ll have to see them. The next is postmarked Chicago. It’s such a long ore too. “Loy. as you probably know, is now the minister ot a large church here in Chicago. We have two dear little sons, twins. We call them Hart and Dallas. Do come and see us as soon as convenient. With love, Ruth Suzanne Busby Kohler.” Twins! Hart and Dallas! How those names recali our English class. I wonder which aie their letters. This must be from Hart. I could always tell that writing. It's a perfect facsimile of a lame duck.”— “Helen and I are at present at our summer home on Long Island. You. I suppose, kr.ow that I am president of the hot air plant at Rochester. Dallas, as you will realize, is chief justice of the Supreme court and as he is now very busy working on an im- portant ca e at Pleasantville, desires me to extend his cordial greetings to all. You remember how interested Paul Leitnaker always was in farm work. Well, he now owns a large farm near Carroll, and with the help of his wife, formerly Mildred Brown, is making a great success of it. As ever, Hart.” “Yes, Mabel, it is getting late, and I'm hurrying. Here’s one {from India”—“My dear friends,, there are quite a number of our former class mates over here on this for- eign soil. I am glad to say that I have entirely changed my views and am no longer a woman hater. On the contrary some even call me tickle and flirtatious. I believe I am safe in saying that I am quite handsome and it is rot much wonder that women find me attractive. P.oy Benadum is :n command of the Ameiican troops stationed here and I frequently see Harry Nourse, our able Ambassador to India. He is very popular in court circles here, and I am told he is soon to be married to Edna Bisher or in other words to the girl he left behind him. Best wishes to you all. Merret Burt.” “Now, isn't that just like Merrit. I knew he wouldn’t keep on hating woman all his life. T do believe this is from Marybelle Thompson.” “Right now I have the leading role in 1 Princess Pat,” Laura Baxter is my under- study, but will scon have the lead as I am about to leave for my chateu in France to indulge in a long needed rest. Stanley Garrison and Donald McCleneghan are my ad- vance agents and are perfect wonders. Had vou heard that Dr. Earl Bauman is now the head cf the laigest Hospital in Berlin? Helen Vera Towt is now in California with her husband, but they both intend to accompany me to France. Much love—Mary- beile.” I'm positive Mabel, that there are no letters from Alice Sim.cox and Josephine Wilson, because it was only last week that I saw them in Boston. You can’t possibly guess what they ave advocating—Woman's Suffrage. They are traveling with Mrs. Pankhurst too. I went to hear her lecture and there sitting beside of her on the platform were Josephine and Alice. I wish you could have heard Alice. She gave such a soul inspiring address. All the time she was talking she rushed from one side of the platform to the other just like this. When she shouted, “what have men done for this world—nothing! What have women done for this world—everything!” I was completely won to the cause. And Jesephine kept nodding yes, to everything Alice littered. After the lecture I went up to them and they told me Francis Pool was living in her beloved New Mexico and successfully conducting a big lemon ranch, and raising chickens as a side issue. That same morning too, they had seen Cecil Kouser and Helen Gray, dressed stunningly in the height of fashion. Tiiese two accomplished girls were both private secretaries, one to Mrs. John Jacob Astor, and the other to Mrs. Vanderbilt. (23)