Lancaster High School - Mirage Yearbook (Lancaster, OH)

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24 M I R A C. E tion that her name was Geraldine Wilder. We called her Jerry” for short. Our Junior motto was “pep and our usual percentage of athletes predominated in the varsity sports. Aside from SCHOOL spirit, class competitions ran high, and in fighting for class basketball championship our Junior boys were made class cham- pions. Then came Field Day. the biggest of all events ever held by the school. Our class athletes took the lead from the first event and were never conquered throughout the entire contest and as a reward received a twelve inch trophy cup given by the Hoy Scouts. One of the many class functions of the year was held at Pleasanlville; a trip long to be remembered. The class almost mo- nopolized the small picture theatre, which was featuring Charlie Chaplin, and before the show was over there were so many Charlie Chaplins that the entire popula- tion of the village was set in commotion. It was in this season, that our play. The Toastmaster was presented, and for its striking success, we won many merits in the dramatic circles. We cannot close our Junior year without saying a few words about our chemistry teacher. Coach Jones. He was the pride of all chemistry students and when it came to helping Dot Mattox and Lucile Marks make perfume, he was right there —? This memorable year was stamped out by a picnic at Buckeye Lake. As Seniors we took our stand. 88 of us having withstood all the fire that was thrust upon us for three years. To start the ball rolling. Verne Silbaugh was re- elected president, and Miss Aten was 1021 swarded the honror of class advisor. As In our former years, almost our usual number of athletes appeared on the varsity athletic programs. We were not given a chance to uphold our name when the class baskeball tournament was held as all the students holding a letter for athletics were barred; this hampered both our girls' and boys teams, however, we made a creditable showing. Our class play It Pays to Advertise” proved our dramatic ability and for its rousing success, we received much praise. Then came one of the greatest varsity basketball seasons the school has ever known, the girls' team which traveled through their program, with but one de- feat. had three of our members on it; while the boys’ team with three Seniors on it carried off all the honors, at the Ohio University tournament, thereby receiving a fourteen Inch trophy cup—the only one ever won by any L. H. S. basketball team. The L. H. S. debating teams which were coached by Miss Aten, also won in our own triangle, from Galllpolis High and John Hancock. Marietta challenged both our teams and there we lost. We are proud to mention that seven of our classmates were on these teams. We as a class hope that we shall receive a bid to the triple wedding of six of our classmates, four of whom worked so dili- gently together in the physics laboratory; and the other inseparables, who were usually found together in the Public Speaking classes. It would not be alto- gether fitting and proper to mention any names, as it might spoil their plans. CHARLES BONNER.

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1921 MIRA G E--------23 ni in Class FMstory « « m nr m m Days may come and days may go. But we shall stop the 9th of June. Four years ago 135 green children en- tered Lancaster’s secondary halls of knowl- edge; then, began the history of the class of '21. The second day of school found a large numner of us having our “ups and downs that was when the KIND (?) up- perclassmen paid their compliments by boosting us with number nine shoes. The reason these compliments were so belated was because Father Hickson had kept tea close an eye on the boosting commit- tee” on the opening day. We had been in school but a short time when wo saw all the Seniors stepping to one side of tho hull, and allowing our beloved classmate Kathryn Brenner to pass; this was our first victory over our superiors and for this brave deed, we gave Katherine the name of POWERFUL KATRINKA. However we were not a bit surprised when Charles Baumgardner was given the name of Daddy Long Legs and to help Char- Lc” out we named Phillie Bauman as his running mate. After running about the halls like loose sheep for two months. Miss Perfect came to the rescue and infused some REAL spirit into us. Then came our first meeting, at which time we decided to raise some money and buy a Liberty Bond. To do so we en- gaged Mr. Ball, the opera singer, and In the fulfillment of his engagement we were remunerated by the sum of one hundred dollars. This was converted Into a Liberty Bend and given the Board of Education as a Memorial from our Class. By this deed we won the whole hearted confidence and respect of both the faculty and upperclass- men. and when the year came to a close, we were allowed the privilege of celebrat- ing with a picnic nt Crystal Springs. Next we were Sophomores and just like hard-boiled eggs; couldn’t be beaten. We adopted as our motto: Do unto others as o, hers have done unto you so we took the leading part in the initiation of the larger number of the incoming, who were to fill our places as Freshmen. We also noticed that some of our classmates had forgotten their way back to school, while ethers felt the need of certain subjects for another year: consequently our number was decreased to one hundred and ten. Not long after our Sophomore year open- ed the call of football was given and our class responded in such numbers as to have half the number of the squad. The varsity boys’ basketball team was made entirely of Sophomores while we placed three mem- bers on the girls’ squad the same season. Aside from these facts we had the majority of the musicians in the Orchestra nnd were well represented in the Literary Society. Carl Ochs piloted the class this year and nothing was left undone. We again cele- brated at Crystal Springs and when vaca- tion days had come we felt that we had surely set a good example for the rest of the school. Then we were Juniors. To pry the lid off. Verne Silbaugh was elected president and Miss Drinkle class advisor. We chose olive green and white as our claa» colors; we never did know just why we chose them, but Vincent Black stated that the Green was to serve as a reminder of our Freshie days, while the White stood for the clean spirit of our class. School had been in session but a few days when we saw a six foot Mt. Vernon product walking through our halls, and everyone gazing as if they saw Jack Demp- sey or some other great prize fighter, but we soon learned that his name was Harry Herdman. and we promptly called him Tiny. Then again, all the boys wanted to know who the good looking Miss was who joined our class, and after consider- able questioning learned to their satisfac-

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1921 M I R A G E-----------------------25 li « »1 i ii — it—■ tr — r 1 r 1 «• .«1 4 - y .«» o «» • 1 Class prophecy » « Hi «» «»• • « lii Like Aeneas. I nm a wanderer, and have many strange experiences. I have friends among the fairies, goblins and ghosts. One day I said to Titania, the fairy queen. “Your Majesty. I should like to see my high school classmates again, but they arc scattered far and wide and 1 don't know where to find them. Can’t you help me? Titania was silent for a time, then she smiled and answered. Yes. I can. But you must do exactly as 1 tell you. I read- ily agreed and she went on. I will help you provided you do not speak to any of the people whom you may meet, for that would spoil the charm of the spell. I will envelope you in an invisible mist. You can see. but cannot be seen. And 1 will give you this little wand, which will guide you, and you will see each one, know where he is and what he Is doing. As she spoke she drew a mist from a dew-drop, tossed it about me and handed me the little wand. Now, go. she said, and I hope you will have a pleasant journey. 1 thanked her and set out. Soon I found myself able to move with ease. I looked below me and saw the ocean, then a vast expanse of land. I felt warm breezes blowing about me and I saw a tiny speck below me ami my wand mov- ed, cautioning me to stop. I did. and It be- gan to drop. I started downward and found the most beautiful tropical island. Every- thing was lovely in It. I thot Why, this must be the long-lost Garden of Eden. and as I moved over it I saw that my sur- mise was correct. 1 heard voices and looked about to sec who was there. A man and a girl slowly came into view. It was growing dark and it was hard for me to see them. They came nearer and I saw it was Dwight Adams and Adeline Park. Dwight was saying Now that we arc married, dear— I couldn't catch the rest but I knew I had found the Adams in the garden, at eve. They were happy. seemingly, and I went away. Next I paused above an opera house and my w'and moved. I started downward and heard the sound of applause. I entered the opera house and soon a man came out on the stage and sang When You and I wore Young Maggie. and from the gen- eral conversation I learned that Joe Alt- fater had become a wonderful vocalist, and. at each performance, sang that piece in memory of his long-lost Margaret Av- ion. who had broken her engagement to him to become a school teacher in the Lai Kui Islands. I was over a city and decided to visit some of the business places. I found Nan- cy Anderson. Kathryn Palran and Esther Rugh in one building, sitting at typewrit- ers, 1 located Genevieve Tcdhunter in an- other big business house and a typewriter was humming under her skillful fingers, also found a place on one door saying. Marie Elizabeth CYook. Optometrist. and on another Katherine Brenner. At- torney-at-Law. I paused over a church and heard the people singing. I went down and into the room and when the minister catne forward I was surprised to find that 1 knew him. It was Verne Sll- baugh. our former class president, in a surplice, and he spoke in a very Impres- sive manner. 1 looked at the choir to see If I knew any one. There I found Homer Moore and Roy Yoder. They sang a duet that morning, entitled. As the Heart Panteth and before it was finished tears were runumg down everyone’s cheeks. I went out of the church and saw a fine limousine running slowly, driven by a liveried chauffeur. Attracted by it I fol- lowed. It drew up to the door of a splen- did mansion in the best part of the city. The door of the limousine opened, a man stepped out and walked up the stone steps of the house. I knew at once that it was Daniel Hoffman, oil king, who was so