Lincoln High School - Lincolnian Yearbook (Kansas City, MO)

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GEORGE BURGIN C. D. — Staying out of school. B. W. — O, come on. A. L. — To move a little faster. ARBRAZINDA HENDERSON C. D. — Talking in sewing. B. W. — Good night. A. L». — To become a nurse. CHATRICK HAITHMAN C. D.— Being with E. G. B. W.— Well, I declare. A. L. — To work for Single- ton. swivel chair to greet us; in spite of his gray- ness around the temples I recognized George Smith. Burt Singleton is the efficient sport- ing editor. On account of my wife’s illness we spent more time in Chicago than we had planned. So at the expiration of two w T eeks we left “Chi” for Omaha, Nebraska. We arrived in Omaha Friday afternoon, June 5, and went directly to Bob’s aunt’s house, where a week end mask party was going on. When the guests were asked to unmask I recognized James A. Johnson, who is now a lieutenant in the U. S. A., and is home on a furlough. Also William and Clif- ford Smith, who are now successful contract- ors, with 200 workmen under them. While Bob was showing me around the house we wandered upon Albert Ross sitting in the garden pouring out his heart to one of Omaha’s daintiest debutantes. Albert is en- gaged in Y. M. C. A. work . We did not spend but three days in Omaha, and during .that time we visited Anna M. Gates, who is a suc- cessful authoress, and has several good books to her credit. At this writing Miss Gates is unmarried. We left Omaha Monday morning at 5:30 and after driving all day and all night we arrived in Kansas City Tuesday morning at 9:45. After cleaning ourselves up we walked up Vine street and I endeavored to point out all the places of interest to Bob. At 24th and Vine was a new building with a sign which read, “Smith’s Home Bakery,” successor to C. E. Evans. On entering to purchase some cake I looked upon our old friend Chauncey Smith “Chancy” has had charge of the bak- ery, with the help of his wife, Connie, since Mr. Evans resigned. We left the bakery bound for L. H. S., our alma mater. On ar- riving at 19th and Tracy we found L. H. S. to be the colored Junior College and the building formerly occupied by the Manual T. H. S. is now occupied by Lincoln High. We left the Junior College for Lincoln, where we found several of our class teaching. Fannie Reeves and Edna Turner are in the Domestic Science department; Lillie Camp- bell, Victoria Simpson and Awbrazenda Hen- derson in the Domestic Art department. All of them are making good in their respective departments. After leaving the school we visited a dramatic school of art owned and operated by our wee little talkative class dramatist, Willa Dixon. One of the members of Willa’s school who knew Mozelle White, the star economics student of our class, said that she was teaching kindergarten work in Muskogee, Okla. Fine work for our “shining star.” We journeyed from Kansas City to Denver over fairly good roads and arrived at the E Z Garage at five points Friday afternoon. After putting the car up Bob and I walked up town to purchase a few necessary articles. On the corner of 17th and Champa streets was a large white front stone building. Bob’s attention was attracted by the large number of girls working inside. I glanced up at the window and saw written across, Miss Lelia G. Smith, Modiste ; for Ladies Only. The name being very familiar to me, I went in, followed by Bob, and sitting at one of the white marble tables was little Lelia Smith, who owns the shop. Lelia is assisted by Roberta Chinn, who was out at the time we were there. Roberta has been married five years but refuses to discontinue her partner- ship with Lelia. A few hours later found us in Colorado Springs, where we found Geo. Burgin, who is a guide for tourists from Manitou to Pike’s Peak. John Davidson is a civil engineer, be- ing employed by one of the largest construc- Page Eight The Eineolnian

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THERESA COLEMAN C. D. — Giving Orders. B. W. — Listen, Child. A. L. — To become Mrs. Ber- ryman. MARSHALL LOVE C. D. — “Sporting.” B. W. — D — n if I know. A. L. — To be a great busi- ness man. EDNA NIN C. D. — Making hats. B. W. — Monkey! A. L. — To become a milliner. bers of the class were on the Orpheum circuit, billed as the Imperial Quartet; they are Clarence Bradford, cornet; Ulysses Arnold, clarinet ; Freemont Herman, saxaphone ; and Ernestine Wade, piano. All are married but are still going under their original names on account of the stage. We left Rochester Sunday morning at 8:30 for Cleveland, Ohio. About five miles from Cleveland I ran across a large hole in the road, breaking my rear axle; luckily I was near a farm house and when I went over to secure help whom do you suppose I greeted ? Why, it was our old friend George Patterson. “Pat” had his hired man to go to town in his lizzie to buy me another axle. We arrived in Cleveland about 4 p. m., where we went immediately to a news stand to purchase a paper before going to the hotel. While look- ing over the paper I found quite a number of witty and well drawn cartoons, and learned later that they were drawn by Edmund Lane, our class cartoonist. I was up bright and early Monday, so I decided to take a walk. At the corner of Ninth and I streets s it a large building with this sign, Mme. H. T. Tolson, Manufacturing. Helen is engaged in manufacturing face and talcum powder, paints and other cosmetics. Assisting Miss Tolson in the manufacture of hair pomade and oil is Earl Drew, the ne’er- do-well of the class. After visiting this wonderful establishment we left Cleveland for Toledo. We were going down the road at a pretty good rate of speed when we passed a stalled car with a man underneath. Out of sympathy for him we turned around to give him a lift if possi- ble. Who do you suppose came from under- neath the car? It was the multi-millionaire Marshall B. Love, sporting goods manufac- turer of Chicago, who had ventured out minus his chauffeur. “Dinks” has married Ruth Price, and he tells me she is living as she has always desired — in luxury. The only thing the car needed was a little gas, which we supplied. We arrived in Toledo at 6 o’clock Monday evening and found Barnum Bai- ley’s circus. When we visited the night per- formance our attention was attracted by the barker yelling, “Come on, good people, and see the loudest man on earth.” We entered and found our good but boisterous friend Lewis Arnett. Tuesday morning after break- fast I walked into Miss Bernedia Lee, who is now mezzo soprano in the American Grand Opera Company. I was very much pleased to learn from “Bernete” that Corever Wright has opened a millinery shop in Washington, D. C. T received a wire from Chicago that my wife, who was visiting there during my ab- sence, was ill. We made a record breaking trip to Chicago and arrived at my wife’s bed- side to find a nurse in attendance from Provi- den t Hospital, in the person of Miss Edna Nix. Three more members of the class are in the graduating class at the same hospital. Fay Ritchie, Lillie Frederick and Ellen Hoard. Nathaniel H. Griffin is the superintendent and surgeon-in-chief of the Provident Hos- pital. N. Haven Griffin, M. D., or “Mathe- matical,” is still a bachelor. After my wife had recovered sufficiently for me to leave her bedside, Bob and I visited the Wendell Phillips High School, where we found Theo. Bowler principal. Caroline Dudley is teach- ing General Science and has “vamped” the principal enough to become his wife in June. Miss Jennie Walker is the assistant Girls’ Physical Training teacher at the Chicago Uni- versity; she is also to be married in June. To whom? I don’t know. We also visited the office of the Chicago Defender, and when we opened the door marked Editor a very digni- fied looking business man turned in his The Lincolnian l ag:© Seven

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RUTH PRICE C. D. — Fussing with M. B. L. B. W. — How you get that way. A. L. — To be an efficient teacher at Wilberforce. MACEO BIRCH C. D. -Going to Kansas. B. W. — For criminee sake. A. L. — To own and operate a sporting goods store. FANNIE REEVES C. D. — Sleeping. B. W. — Oh, shoot! A. L. — To be a seamstress and make shirts for Joe. tion concerns in the country. After spending the night in Colorado Springs we left Saturday morning for Salt Lake City and arrived there Sunday after- noon. After finding a place to stop we de- cided to visit a Mormon church, having never been in one — I mean a Mormon church. On arriving at the church we found the president to be Edward J. Perkins, the second member of the class engaged in ministerial work. After the services we shook hands with the president, and he knowing I especially was interested in members of the class pointed out to us a hotel building which was owned and constructed by Chatrick Haithman. The lot on which this building sits was sold to “Chat” through Porter Jones, who is in the real estate business in Salt Lake. The Salt Lake Register, a Negro paper, spoke very highly of the chain of grocery stores operated by Lucius Perty and Joel Holman. The editor of the Salt Lake paper had just returned from a trip to St. Louis about the time of our arrival. Our next stop was Ogden. There we found the Petty Business and Commercial College, whose head was Albert Petty. Misses Mabel Grant and Estella Glasgow are head of the typewriting and bookkeeping departments, respectively. At Carson City two days later we found the Howard Seminary. This school boasts of the fact that not a man has entered the door (or window, either) for twenty years. Octavia Rector is principal, Ella May Nelson matron. I was lucky in running across Clara Martin and Roberta Connor, who reside in Philadel- phia, but were out in Carson City with their husbands, who were working their claims. Their husbands claim that they have two of the best housekeepers — well, in the business. Wednesday morning we were sitting in the lobby of the Western Hotel, San Francisco, Cal., the end of our journey. When we went into the dining room for breakfast a real nice looking, brown skin young lady sat opposite us. She was in the act of putting some kind of food in her mouth and we couldn’t see her face, but when she raised her head the recog - nition was mutual. It was Ruth Washington, who was head of the English department at Wilberforce University and was in California on her vacation and also preparing her trous- seau for her marriage to W. B. Ruth had in her possession a letter from Ophelia Cun- ningham, who is married and living in Port- land, Oregon. Her husband is a wealthy mer- chant. At last, dear friends, I think I have been fortunate in seeing or hearing directly or indirectly from every member of the Class of ’20. My health is much improved, so Bob and I will leave for New York real soon. We in- tend to take a different route back, so if there are any of the classmates that we didn’t see going out, there is some probability of our seeing them on our way back. TERRELL TAYLOR. THE PRESIDENT’S FAREWELL MESSAGE Members of the Faculty, Classmates, Fellow Students and Friends : I, the president of the Class of ’20 of Lin- coln High School, having been honored by my class in being chosen to be their presi- dent. do take this occasion to say unto you in their behalf, these last few words of fare- well. Our association with the members of the The Lincolnian Pape Nine