Loveland High School - Lohian Yearbook (Loveland, OH)

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Hardly had I uttered the words when I heard a strange squeaking noise and out of the tree came a queer little man with a square head and odd robes. I must have shown my surprise, for he said, uDon't be frightened. 1am the Spirit of Friendship, and since you called me beneath the Friendship tree I could do nothing but answer. You just now wished that you could see your old friends of your High School Class, did you not? Very well, you may see them? As he spoke, there appeared before me a pretty domestic scene. I smiled as I recognized our Senior President, Bob Coyle, down on his knees fastening his ladyis slipper. I learned that, although he is a most efficient manager of Krogeris chain grocery stores, privately Mary manages him. The scene changed to that of a tropical island. I recognized to my horror Arthur Bail on a rude throne surrounded by worshipful can- nibals. My Goodness, how did he get there? I asked. Shipwrecked, my friend answered shortly. ttFortunately though, these natives think he is the man of the Sea and have made him their king. As the picture faded I turned to the little man: Isnit there any way of helping him? Donit worryfi he answered. ttArthur is too valuable a man to the business world to be lost lightly. A ship has been searching for him for months and is even now entering that harbor. Next I saw my old friend, Irma Bruton, sitting at. a desk in a large office. It seems that she started as a stenographer to the great law firm Winem and Sokum, and worked her way up until she is now the private secretary and advisor of the President, Mr. VVinem. Then I saw something I never expected to see, and that was John Conley working like lightning as a mail clerk. Upon asking a few questions I found that he had won several medals and had been com- meiided by the President for his bravery in capturing mail robbers. Next I saw a workshop, and I recognized Earl McLaughlin bending over a tangle of wires and queer objects of metal. Friendship said, ttEarl is'a successful electrical engineer. Besides he has invented many things and has now nearly completed an instrument with which you can see or hear anything on the face of the globe. Very similar to what youire seeing now. -I couldnt- understand what appeared next. It seemed that every- one in America had gone mad with joy. The little man soon told me 17

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1 selves in school again, Juniors now, lookinp; forward to the time when we would be Seniors. There were two changes in the teaching force: Mr. Carey H. Milligan was in Mr. Sloanls place and Miss Alice Templin in the place of Miss Mowry. Under the expert coaching of Miss Brann we put on the play nBetween the Acts with a considerable degree of success. The pro: celeds where used in giving a banquet to the seniors of 1926 in the Love- land M. E. Church. Our class suffered the loss of one of its most active members about the middle of the term, Arnold Motz, who moved to Dayton, Kentucky. The school term of 1926-1927 started with an almost entire change of fabulty. Miss Templinis was the only familiar face that first day of school, but we soon learned to know our new Superintendent, Mr. AI- brecht F. Leue, our new Principal, Mr. Gerald W. Ramsey, and our new Science and Spanish teacher, Miss Hazel Hosbrook. Under the guidance of Mr. Leue the school has published a school paper, the ttLoveland Scholar . There has been a Student Council elected, and a Hi-Y club organized. The High School athletics have been good. The soccer ball team proved itself the champion of the eastern half of Hamilton County, and the basket ball teams made a fine showing. In all these the Senior Class is proud to have had a part. On May 4th of this year, the Senior Class, under the able direction of Miss Templin, gave a play entitled HBackbone , the proceeds of which are to be used in buying a trophy case for the High School. Now our High School days are almost over. Soon we Shall be no longer a part of this school, but must bid farewell to ltDear Old Love- land High . We cherish fond memories of the years we have spent to- gether and are appreciative of the faithful instruction we have received. C. Richard Marston CLASS PROPHECY It was a very early Spring and the woods were beginning to show promise of a brilliant future. It was one of those hazy warm days which grives one the Spring fever. I had yielded to the call of the woods and ' was lazily lying on the grass, gazing at a Ia1ge beech which was a solid mass of carved initials. I idly examined the tree. 1iM H. - R. C. e Let me see .1 R. C. Bobby Coylel and here's R. L K. and H. M. 011, I do wish that I could see all the old giaduating class and know What they are doing. 16

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why. Carl Venard had just returned from the first successful non-stop flight around the world. I was about to say, ttturn on, when I saw Richard Marston hurry up and ask Carl for an interview. As Dicky was an old friend and the star reporter of the American Magazine, Carl willingly gave him one. You can probably read it in that magazine. The next setting was at the sea shore. I wonderingly beheld my old classmate, Sue Snell, in a crimson bathing suit with tLife Guard' on the back. I asked the little spiritft Is she really a life guard? Oh yes, he replied. HYou see she doesnt have to know how to swim. She just tosses out a life saver if anyone is in danger. This work doesn't interfere with the health of her children, for sometimes they play on the seashore and sometimes with whom you know as Helen Medert. Immediately the scene changed and I saw Helen teaching in a pret- ty kindergarden. My friend continued, She hasntt been able to agree with any of her husbands, but the children all love her. Suddenly it was dark and we were gazing into the mouth of hell itself! Red torches gleamed here and there, casting a dreadful light over the dark shadows. On the walls hung skeletons, their grinning, gaping bones covered With a green mold, while re'd devils danced about smoking bottles of skulls. Oh, don,t tell me that one of my friends has gone to this dreadful place, I begged earnestly. Friendship laughed. Oh no, this is just'a unique party given in honor of Roy Slone. You see he coached the Red Devils, winners of the national basketball championship. The next picture was the most touching I have ever witnessed. A little child from the slums had been run over by a heavy truck. An im- mediate operation was necessary. There was no money! Dr. C. B. Meininger offered to operate free of charge. Clintonis name will go down as a true benefit to humanity. In the next scenes I learned that Mildred Oldenburg had put aside any thought of a career and is devoting herself to the hardest job of all, that of being a good wife and mother; that Russell Keeler is chief mechanic of the Ford plant; that Clifford Bushman is a teacher of electrical chemistry at Miami University; that Virginia Grigsby and her two children are touring the world with some friends; that Alma Wal- ker is a highly prized Domestic Science teacher at the University of Cincinnati; and that Charles Cox has won fame in the fashion world as a designer of frocks and gowns, his chief slogan being Back to Naturef 18