Madison High School - Trojan / Madisonian Yearbook (Madison, IL)

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THE SEARCHLIGHT The next September many familiar faces were seen in the assembly hall. Most of our old classmates had come back to go through another year of hard study. Everything was familiar except the faculty, although two faces there were familiar. We enrolled the first morning to the number of twenty-five. We lost only two during the summer vacation. We started in with five studies, most of which were similar to our Freshman studies. We, now in the Sophomore class, feel a little better and we taunt the Freshmen just as we were taunted. Our class is becoming quite noted, as we organized our class in the fall. We Sophomores did sev- eral noteworthy things during the year. The alumni thought we were so worthy of them that the girls asked the Soph girls to play a game against them in basketball. We did so, but, alas! we lost our pride and dignity—by being surpassed. During the year we went on several hikes and also entertained the Sophomore and basketball boys at a candy-making party. One new pupil joined us in the midst of our trials and troubles— and good times. We also lost two members. But oh, joy! We have almost covered another stepping-stone to success and are ascending the heights of a Junior. We hope to keep our class in the memory of all by the great deeds we do. Our motto is, “22 in ’22”—twenty-two graduates in 1922. —Lura Barlow, ’22 ❖ Have you noticed the art work in this book? If you have not, you have missed one of its best features. This art work was done by Paul Rohe, one of our Sophomores. The Sophomore Class may be proud of the fact that on their class roll is the name of a real “honest to goodness” artist. In Paul’s work are embodied all of the fine points of drawing, every detail being worked out to perfection. Paul certainly has the thanks of the Senior Class in return for the splendid work done by him for this book. Without his assistance the “Searchlight” would not have the interesting qualities that it has. There is no friend so faithful as a good book.—Ethel Norvel. Eighteen

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THE SEARCHLIGHT Top lion ll.rfl to ItiK'lit) August ItyilgiK. Peter Argvlan, William Eller, I,ester Walters, Paul Itohe Middle Row Lydia Schaefer, IOtliel Henthorne, I.ura Harlow, l.ueille Itriiniirer, Irene Hojters. Ethel Xorvell, Doris Alier, Verna liroekiiian, Doris It oarers Itottoin Row Edward Senffert, Katherine Hayes, Kaye Boyd, Julia A lira mow it . Edith MeDonalil, Edna Ridge, Ituth It lack more, Daniel Phelan CLASS HISTORY OF THE SOPHOMORES NE bright day in September, 1918, we started to the M. H. S. Our aim was to start in the race for the great goal— graduation. We never before in our lives felt half so “green” as we did that morning entering the assembly hall. All the other classes gazed at us and we were embarrassed many times during the day by someone saying we were “green” and “fresh.” Our days of embarrassment were scon over and we entered into the good times with the others. Of course, all through the year we had to bear the name Freshmen, but at the end of three months no one could have told whether we were “Freshies” cr Seniors. In the Algie class we were tcld that we would be very efficient when we became Seniors if we kept at the speed we were going. In spite of the many trials and troubles we had to go through, we ended our Freshman year with twenty-seven members. Six left us during the year, not being able to stand such treatment. The mildest manners and the gentlest heart.—Laura Barlow. Seven teen

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THE SEARCHLIGHT Nineteen