Lansing Central High School - Oracle Yearbook (Lansing, MI)

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ground is our good-natured Mr. Leach with his ever-ready s1nile,f the man in plain clothes -who sees that all our temporal land spiritual Wants are attended to, and that We a.re .all good boys and girls. lVe see it all in memory! What a iiamily it is,-4three hum- dred every day. Kind, motherly Mrs. lVood smiles at us as We pick up our books to go back to our classes. Once more she has fed her children. Debating is by no means a lost art at Lansing High. Vifhether it shall become so, depends upon the future. Miss Seitz, Miss Julien, Miss Barber, Miss Olsen, and Mr. Hall deserve great credit for their conscientious work in. training the teams, and the teams have tried this year to show their appreciation hy Winning with the negative team from Battle Freek at Lansing by a. score of 2 to 1, tho they lost from St. Johns, while the affirmative Won from St. Jolms but lost to Battle Creek 2 to 1. Next year the debates should be announced early in the fall, and everyone in the entire school who can debate at all should try out. If Lansing High is to put out .a team that will Win against all comers, it must' represent the best there is in the school. Especially Juniors and Seniors owe this to school pride. lVe can't afford to get a black eye in debating any more than. in football. Probably more Would try out if they could get credit. Some way to give some school credit to the students Who do this hard and time-consuming work should be found. lsn't it real Work? At this point the faculty are respect- fully requested to recall how they felt iabout it When they were young. ' YY Page 98

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ghost of the vanquished Minotaur. Some days afterwards the same thing happened in Miss Stowe's English Class. The Test has risegn from the ashes of the vanquished 'iEXEl111ll13tll31li.l, In vain has the heroie class of '21 battled with this monster who bids fain' to beeoine as obnoxious as his predecessor. There is something elu- sive, something intangible, about this new monster. Therefore, we the elass ot' '21 do with all eeremoniy bellueath to the juniors our shining armor and our pointed spears. Seek out the lair of this new perseeutor before he becomes too mighty. live gitve you our benedietion,-the fate of generations of seniors is in your hands. Let us hang a joy wreath on the door of our t'afeteria. lVlvat spot is dearer to the hearts of most of ns and to the stomaehs of all of ns than our eafeteria? lVith what joy we antieipated the rush at the elose of the fourth hour elasses! XVith what eomplete sueeess we laid aside all other thoughts when. it eame. On the way down, Elsa's anxious voiee was heard inquiring, 'tlvhere is Barrett Lyons? lf he doesn't stay I'll have to eat my hmeh all alone. llas anybody seen, l'3arrett! Arriving at the Heats, with praetieed eye we sean- ned the long shelf of pies and salads. Sometimes it was a pieee of ehoeolate eake far down the line that eanght our eye. lVho ean de- seribe our emotions when one of our dear teaehers goaded on by pangs of hunger managed to get around behind the scenes . and we beheld our eoveted pieee of eake journeying tnanmluilly aeross the room on her tray. Then there are those days of finaneial embarrass- ment whieh will eome to all of us. How anxiously we fingered the pen.nies in our pockets. and how often alas and alaek, we would have givenma kingdom for two eoppers more. Ur sometimes when we got as far as the eash register we have had a Canadian dime handed baek with a smile, and have had to go on tour to find some friend more fortunate who eould loan us a eopper. And what a feeling of help:- lessness eaine over us when we pieked up our tray at last only to see our dish of iee ereani or our pint bottle of niilk go skidding' over the floor. Then there were the teaehers, sueh Uhonest to goodness hu- 1113.11SH as we Wfatehed them vainly trying to get on the outside of a baked apple before the quarter bell rang. And always in. the back'- Page 97

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Peggy of Cumberland Lueile Harris 'QL Peggy liked hoys. IVhen I say liked, I mean she was fond of them in the same way you and I are fond of a good nut sundae or a box of ehoeolates. She euddled small hovs, played with those a tritle older and jollied the ones older than that. She daneed with hoys, talked with boys and skated on the nearby pond with hors, and fell in love with none. For girls she had lots ot' respeetgno love. She liked the girls her.-ause she had to and liked the lmovs heeause she wanted to, But understand nie 1'lG31'If'.7SllQ had absolutely no so-ealled Calf-Love Affairs. I might add that she worshipped her father ,who in return lived heeause of Peg'g'v. All through these eighteen years of Miss Peggvk life. he had heen hoth father and mother to her, for Peggwds mother had died when she was hut a few months oldfand so, as you will surmise, Peggy' had pretty mueh her own wav She was pretty and knew it. She had niee elothes and knew it. Peggy' was popular' an.d wh,at's more she knew that, too. and why not? It spoiled her not a hit. She grew prettier, had nieer elothes as her father prospered in his lvusiness, and hem-avne more popular as new hovs eame into town. One rarely ever saw Peggy with girls. If one did, she rushed madly' for a telephone to see whether or not said hoys were ill. And so it went. She wlas graduated from high sehool with a list of hono1's and an additional nunilmer of hov friends and girl friendseetlie former of the I will he ever t7aitlit'ul tyne, the latter of the we like you whether you like us or not var- ietv. Prettv, tomhovish Peeggy took all of that for granted and went along' in her usual earefree mnnner. One evening' as Mr. MelWonald, Pep,'g'v's father, sat in the lihrarv reading' his eveninle' paver, he was interrupted luv the avnearanee ot' his sister Samantha. Samantha was an old maid, and what is more she evneeted to remain so. Pious, prim, ehnreh-e'oine', Samantha, for all her religious temnerament, was a gossiny' old troulvle maker, aeeording' to PeQ',Q'v. This evenline' she eame to see her hrother for the main nnrnose of diseussina' her nieee. Mr. Mellonald arose front -his ehairiawkwardlv. I eamef' she hesran, in her usual hlnnt man- ner, to see if somethin! eanot he done for Mar2'uerite. There is not in anv hart of our town, sueh a eirl. She aets nerfeetlv heath- enish. alwavs ehasine' around with the hovs. Mx' dear brother, something' must be done or she will be a diseraee to our familv. I never saw sueh a tomhov in mv life and it makes mv hlood fairlv run cold when. ever I see her eoming. Now if I were von I would see that Page 99