Lincoln High School - Flambeau Yearbook (Manitowoc, WI)

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public entertainers; they are touring the United States on a Lyceum Course.”’ “Ah! I see a quiet little cottage among the foot hills of Branch; Dorothy Voelker is returning to her home and retiring from active life. She is a famous novelist and anti-suffragette,—just back from England with her friend Gladys Seeger, where they were investigating suffragette conditions.’’ Picture after picture was unfolded to the traveller and as each name was mentioned his face lit up in recognition and pleasure. He knew them as if he had just left them yesterday. There was Lillian Ryder as proprietor of the ladies’ Wear U Well Shoe Co. An aviation meet came after this and, as the machines came elid- ing in, the riders were greeted with loud applause. The last one and the winner of the race, swooped majestically to earth; its proud possessor, Benjamin Schmiedicke, now all American high altitude holder, was greeted enthusiastically. An automobile demonstrator now called the people’s attention. Arthur Knorr of the Moline Automobile Co. held the audience in suspense as his machine thundered past the grand stand time and again, his life swaying as did his machine in the balance of life and death. “Tere are the representatives of a high school class. A type- writing contest is in session, Underwood machines, too; here is the list of celebrated typists; yes, and there they are, -sitting in the second row, Evangeline Buehler and Selma Pederson. A nice prize is up too and it’s in the Blue Room of Hotel Sherman, Chi- cago.’ ‘“‘Here is a scene in an office, I can’t get the name, the boss is leaving the room to go out for lunch. I can see the office force, Olive Fehring, Ella Sladkey, Marie Cooney and Lulu Jacobson, funny how chums can get together.”’ ‘““A Domestic Science School,—well, yes it is called the Rech- cygl School of New York. And guess who’s in the testing de- partment. It looks like Bill—he acts like Bill and sure enough it is William Stericker. He looks pretty thin—must be on a diet —most likely for irresponsible acute indigestion.”’ Vollo seemed to be fatigued—the strain was evidently great for the words came quicker and abruptly but he still continued the train of thought and described Albie Miller, as a governess, Ruth Houghton as manicurist and hair dresser with parlors on Eighth street, in Manitowoc. “‘T get the name of’’?— “‘No you don’t,’’ broke in Engie, ‘‘I guess they all are cashed in by this time,’? 27

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mind in quick succession. There was a winter scene at Stoughton, where Rollin Hubbard, a ski enthusiast held the audience in in- tense suspense as he made thrilling leaps through space. Here was a boat leaving for Europe; on the main deck of which two women were seen to wave their handkerchiefs and upon closer investigation the mystic discovered Lester Kunz and Raymond Falge on the piers. The former were Genevieve O’Donnell and Clara Rathsack. : Engie smiled, but dared not express his thought for fear of awakening the mystic. The latter continued: ‘‘I see an office— it is in a bank. A tall dark haired man is sitting before a great desk. Herbert Manke, I think, yes and I get the name of Anua Butz, chief stenographer seated at a machine near by. “The name of Anna Hussey: I see her teaching a class in athletic dancing — always was a skilled athletic—basket ball’s her hobby. Connected with this institution is the name of Howard Wills, ventriloquist and all around athlete—claims half mile title —he must have charge of the boys’ department; yes, so he has and the place is the Chicago Healthatorium. Do you still remem- ber the time in his life when he made a noise like studying Eeon. omics in the year 1912? ‘“He made imitations in the old assembly too. Sure! that was Butch’’ replyed the elated Engie but he soon settled back to normal when a terrific screech came from the cabinet and further words froze on his tongue. Vollo hesitated, seemed to find no connection and then loomed forth again with a scene in Iron Mountain. Alfred Christiansen, late of the stage, was taking up mining engineering. In the same line of thought came the impression of Charles Drumm, Engineer Expert, located in the Panama Canal Zone. ““T get a view of a great building in San Francisco. A large painted bill board in the front reads— let’s see—yes Girls’ Semi- nary ;— under the direction of Miss Healy and Miss Cooney—al- ways did chum together. Wait, and below I see the name of Ruth Rick, of the Sewing and Professional departments.”’ - “‘T see the new Manitowoe High School. I get the name of Michael Cavanaugh as Professor—yes and in the list of teachers I see Manda Martin; she is the author of ‘Martins’ Revised Short- hand,’ a good selling text. Elsa Dram and Florence Hecker; must be English and German teachers, are teasing and taunting a visitor, Mildred Markham, who go lately gained notoriety by the world wide suffragette movement. She is the successor to Miss Pank- hurst of England.’’ “‘And here are the names of Irene Duffy and Vida Dumke, —26—

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“T don’t get any more names,’’ gasped Vollo coming out of his trance; his chest heaved and fell, his eyes opened and stared into the fireplace. Engie stooped forward and tapped him on the shoulder and somewhat frightened exclaimed — ‘‘There are no more.”’ ‘ Yes, there is — one more, Vollendorf — what or where is he? I know where he is, he is at the hotel now.’’ Vollo smiled, now being back in his natural state, and Engie made the startling discovery that a piece of sticking plaster was fastened below his chin. A suspicion of treachery swept over him and he leaped forward and pulled at the beard which gave way and came off in his hand. The Jap came too late to prevent the catas- trophe. ‘‘You old fraud, Harv!’’ he exclaimed. ‘‘A headache?, yes, you’ll have one before this evening is over or I’l] know the reason why. Tell me, though, how did you keep track of all of them?’’ and a thousand more questions of the same sort were pour- ed forth. “That would be telling the secrets of the divining spirits, my lad, and you must be satisfied with what they told you through me, — but enough of this, Engie; let’s go out for some recreation, to the Boys’ Club of San Francisco where we’ll find the two Clydes, and we’ll play a game as we did ten years ago.”’ To the Seniors. Under a spreading canopy, The dignified Seniors sit; The Seniors, a mighty folk are they, Possessed both of brains and wit. The Freshmen stop to gaze at them With many an envious glare; They think of the time when they too will be men, And Freshmen at them will stare. Some of the Seniors will go to college, Others their work at once will begin. But all, no matter whate’er they attempt, Will try in the world the best to win. Three cheers for the dignified Seniors, May happiness with them stay; And may no cloud of darkness, Shadow their joyful way. M. J. ‘16