Loveland High School - Lohian Yearbook (Loveland, OH)

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After dinner Lillian and I went out to sit in the observation car, but we didn,t stay long. William Marston, Professor of Physics at Maryville College, Tennessee, was sitting there with a young lady with shining black hair, Whom he had met in his High School days. At eleven otclock I decided to retire. As I was about to enter an upper berth, a voice from below said, Thatts quite natural for you, Miriam; you always were rather uppishf, Edith said that she was on the way to meet her husband, who was in California, estimating the cost of Sears and Roebuck houses, as there had been a real estate boom. I was comfortably settled for the night When Lillian disturbed me to say that she had walked through the train, having had another attack of the wgads , and had met Harry Emerson, who was the head inspector of mail coaches for the Baltimore and Ohio. The next few days were spent in renewing 01d friendships. On the morning of the fifth day something went wrong with the engine, and we had seven hours to wander around a very beautiful little town. After we had been walking for quite a While we went up a long drive to a beautiful home to ask for a drink and to rest awhile. To our great surprise Joseph Burnett opened the door, having dis- missed all his servants the day before, and invited us to come in. Joseph told us that he was leaving that night for Washington, as he had just accepted the appointment as Secretary of Agriculture at the request of President Boyd McCauley, the former Secretary of Agricul- ture having recently died. He drove us back to the train in his Hudson. We arrived in California on Sunday morning. After registering at a hotel we went strolling down the beach. The first scene we beheld was Anthony Pfarr sketching Mary Caskey, the winner of the recent bathing beauty contest. On Monday we Visited the University of California. There we met Ethel Tabor, instructor of Athletics, and Annabelle Armbruster, Miss Twightweet, the Private Secretary of the President, Dr. A. F. Leue. About two months later, when we were hurrying on our way to the station, we noticed some men painting quite a nice house. The architecture was rather unusual, so we stopped to admire it. Just as we were about to leave, Freda Franz emerged from the front door and greeted us. She told us that this was the house Sammy had been promising her for years, and that it had been built by the Wayne Williams Company, Builders and Contractors. On the train Lillian and I decided to take a trip back to Love- land to visit old Loveland Hi, Where all our dreams had started. M. H. 10

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Item XVII.eAnnabelle Armbrustefs preparedness in her subjects to Mae Gentry. Item XVIII.eLillian Ridingst nickname of ttSistt to Helen Haus- feld. Drawn up by order of the class 0f 29 and sworn and subscribed to under my hand, this seventeenth day of May, nineteen hundred and twenty-nine. Kenneth C. Seaman ESEALE Attorney-at-Law CLASS PROPHECY On a bright autumn morning in October 1940, I received a cablegram that I was the heir to the Wilson estate in England. For once in my life I felt proud of my middle name. That very morning I began to make arrangements to realize my most bewitching dreame a trip to California. After packing my trunks and suit-case I took a taxi to the fine new Union Station and there I met Lillian Ridings. She was just back from Maine, where she had been spending the summer. I told her that I was on my way to California and she said, I believe Itll go with you? I wasn,t much surprised to hear that, because ttSist, always had the 'tgadstt in mild attacks. I remembered how she had gone to the Greeks every night for a nickelts worth of peanuts. After we had secured our tickets, a very well groomed gentleman said, Good morning, ladiesf and we recognized Kenneth Seaman, who told us how he had worked his way up on the railroad until he was now Station Agent of the New Union Depot. We were hurrying along the platform when someone shouted, A11 aboardft This someone turned out to be Lewis Brown. At five- thirty we went to the diner to have ttsix otclock dinner? There we met Genevieve Malsbary, who related her experiences as a singer in the Follies in New York. We learned that she was enjoying a very in- teresting career. At the opposite table I spied Dorothy Smith, who told us of her position as assistant professor of Foreign Language at Wilberforce University. 18

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