Ludington High School - Oriole Yearbook (Ludington, MI)

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CLASS HISTORY N HE ELEVENTH hour of our sojourn in High School is at hand. The same doors which swung open to admit us on that September day so long ago will soon close to us forever. ,However reluctant, we must pass onward .to a new and untried life, leaving all behind. except the multitude of pleasant memories which Father Time can never obliterate. XVe are about to emerge into the wonderful unknown future. which shrouded in mystery, lies stretched before us. But before passing onward we would fain lin- ger an instant to contemplate our accomplish- ments and failures. lt falls to my lot to out- line the history of our class and. to the best of my ability. I shall endeavor to recall the scenes and incidents of our happy and serious school days. Then let us ,assume our retro- spective specs and turn back the wheels of time until. in thought. we are once more about to begin our High School days. XVhat is so rare as a Freslnnan in Septem- ber? How our childish hearts beat as we ap- proached that imposing structure-THE LUD- INGTON HIGH SCHOOL! But after the tirst cold plunge all went well. for the beloved teacher of our Freshman days was there to pilot us safely into that receptacle of Fresh- men joys and woes-Room One. After that many strange things happened. and we soon became possessed of such stupendous knowl- edge that we dared venture forth alone from Mr. Fesler's cradle taforementioned Room One! and sally clear up the stairs without once getting lost in the intricate windings. But a day dawned that brought with its light a severe shock to the personal vanity of some of our members. In fact. the shock was so great that the hairs of their heads turned red and green instead of the proverbial grey! tVVhich all goes to show that OTR class was no ordinary class!! On that morning even the faithful High School bell was struck dumb, and utterly failed to send forth its musical summons to disturb the dreams of the delin- quent sleeper. The fly leaves of the books in Lottie's desk read ftRussell Rasmusson and Lillian Miller. instead of Lottie Rhora as they properly should. and like confusion pre- vailed in every desk. lint most marvelous of all. was the astounding variety of haircuts which the beforeinentioned Mcertain mem- bers wore upon their noble domes. So fan- tastical were the shapes and designs that they soon became the wonder and admiration of the entire class. as well as the occasion of much giggling. After order was restored, classes proceeded as usual. but upstairs new :that the faces of the faculty resembled thun- surprises awaited us. The clock in the assem- bly room had entirely disappeared and left only at clean spot on the wall to mark the place where it had been sentinel for years. To say der-clouds would be putting it mildly! They resembled an entire thunderstorm, all com- plete, with clouds, thunder, lightning, rain, wind and hail. and soon dark proceedings be- gan in the direction of the office. One by one the certain members were summoned to that inner sanctum. The exact particulars of just what happened will never bc known, but peace finally returned. After many days the clock was reinstated in its accustomed place on the wall, and the red and green heads were restored to their natural color. Our Freshman deeds were so many that it is impossible even to make mention of them all, so I will content myself with calling atten- tion to the most important. Among the most important is that we did NOT win the yelling contest at the Junior Fair. Another memor- able occurrence was the choice of our class colors, gray and goldg most remarkable is the fact that we have never changed colors. According to the time honored custom the class of 1913 ushered out their Freshman year to the strains of Pilgrims' Chorus. Tn Sophomore year the Faculty suffered tor enjoyed? T? lf!! a decided change. Mr. Fezzler. Mr. Rupp and Miss McKenzie failed to reap- pear. Subduing unsophisticated. untamed Freshmen had proven too much for Mr. Fez- zleris constitution and it was with remorse that one of our brilliantly poetic members gazed into the past and beheld her once proud mas- terpiece- lIere's to Mr. Fezyler His name sounds like an embezzler. His initials are M. ll., Medora darlingvdon't you see? Mr. Rupp, tired of single blessedness. had followed the primitive instinct of man and taken unto himself a wife and hied himself far from the maddening Physics students. In these places Mr. Haag piloted the trem- bling Freshmen into the peaceful C? ? ! !l haven of Room One. and Mr. Blakely initiat ed the misguided science students into the mysteries of Hydrogen Sulphide. Miss t'ollins presided in the well known Latin room. As Hophomores great athletic glory came and laid itself at the feet. of the class of lillil. in the form of the Ludingtou High Basket Rall