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

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■+ CODICIL IV I, Dorothy Baer, do give and bequeath my pleasant afternoon naps in the Study Hall to Sara Schermer. I, Esther Blackmore, do give and bequeath my eccentric character to Waggoner. 1, Earl Brody, do give and bequeath my art of stalling in English class to John Macek. I, Alice Broomfield, do give and bequeath my stature to Hiram Mar- cum. 1. Margaret Bucher, do give and bequeath my slender form to Mabel Everett. I, Gladys Bowman, do give and bequeath my curls to Vestal Goode. I. Lonas Delcour. do give and bequeath my ability to entertain the whole assembly to Lawrence Phelan. I, Henry Evangeloff, do give and bequeath my flowery recitations to Charles Burch. I. William Eiler, do give and bequeath my bandoline to Charles Rankin. I George Filcoff, do give and bequeath my knowledge of billiards to Raleigh Phipps. 1, Lola Hatscher, do give and bequeath my natural aversion to work and my love for the teachers to Helen Hatscher. I, Agnes Hensler, do give and bequeath my many “crushes” to Helen Wind. 1. Catherine Hill, do give and bequeath my position as Editor to some unfortunate Junior. 1. Clova Lybarger, do give and bequeath my permanent wave to Berna- dir,e Horrel. 1 Fred Pierce, do give and bequeath my athletic ability and art of love- making to George Steinger. I, Sophia Popovsky, do give and bequeath my style of hair dress to Mar- jorie Baer. 1, Louise Spannagcl, do give and bequeath my E’s to Erline Rote. 1 William Schooley, do give and bequeath my knowledge of French to Arthur Perry. I, Paul Stumpf, do give and bequeath my short trousers to Steve Maeras. I, Margaret Shumway, do give and bequeath my lip stick and powder puff to Miss Everly. I. Marion Smith, do give and bequeath my “Sheik” characteristics to to Glenn McClatchey. I. Ruth Walker, do give and bequeath my Short Hand books to Anna Braunsdorf. In Witness Whereof, We have hereto subscribed our names and affixed our seals the twenty-third day of May, in the year of our Lord, One Thou- sand. Nine Hundred and Twenty-three. —The Class of ’23. 1 i -+ Oh, rattlin’, roarin’ Marion.—Marion Smith.

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-------------------------------------------------------------------------------f CLASS WILL We, the Class of 1923, of the Madison High School, City and County of Madison, State of Illinois, being of sound mind and disposing memory, do hereby make, publish, and declare this our last will and testament, hereby revoking all former wills, bequests and devises of whatever nature hy us made. CODICIL I First, we give, devise, and bequeath to our parents our sincere thanks for their patience and perseverance during our school life. Second, to the Board of Education, our appreciation of the many im- provements made in the Madison High School during our high school career. Third, to the Faculty, our gratitude for their unceasing efforts to fit us fot the struggles of life. Fourth, to our janitor, Mr. Bailey, our permission to clean up all the messes left by future Annual Staffs. CODICIL II To Mr. Stice, our hopes that future Senior classes will not cause him as much worry as the Class of ’23. To Mr. Lemme, our thanks for his capable management of our finances. To Miss Schell, our heartfelt appreciation for the interest she has taken in our class. The success of our annual was chiefly due to her kind assist- ance. We also wish to thank her for her work in coaching our class play. To Mrs. Bessen, our class adviser, our sympathy for her endurance of our arguments in class meetings. To Mr. Fuller, our sympathy that he had to give up his interesting tete- a-tetes with the French teacher in the office the third period in the after- noon. CODICIL III To the Juniors, we bequeath our ability to publish as distinguished a year book as the Class of ’23 has published. To the Sophomores, our intelligence and industry, that they may fit themselves for their coming responsibilities. To the Freshies, most of all our dignity, bluff, cleverness, and brilliancy. May you use it to as good an advantage as we have. In your moments of darkest despair, always remember that the illustrious Seniors of 1923 were Freshies once upon a time. To Miss Everly, our thanks for her constant endeavor to make good American citizens of us. To Miss Colwell, the pleasure of teaching the art of reaching men’s hearts through their stomachs to the succeeding classes. To Miss Michel, our sincere hopes that she will have her class room next to the Science Lab. (On condition that a certain teacher returns). To Miss Megowen, sufficient funds to purchase a new baton. To Mr. Hefler, as appreciative an audience of his line of gab as we have always been. + ■+

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CLASS PROPHECY Being a retired business man who had made a killing in Wall Street, i became an addict of the traveling habit. Years had passed since I had en- countered any of my former classmates of the M. H. S. But this coming trip proved to be an exception. I knew of an inventor who had patented an aeroplane, on which an ap- pliance of the Fourth Dimension enabled it to traverse the world in a few hours. I engaged this inventor to take me on my travels, and upon his arrival, who should it be but George Filcoff. I made my first trip to St. Louis and my old home. How surprising it was to me to find that St. Louis was now a suburb of Madison, and that the Mayor of both cities was none other than the famous Mr. Paul Stumpf. As chief Traffic Cop he had appointed a most worthy person—Louise Span- nagel. To think that such a noble mind was used to direct the traffic of Madison, St. Louis, and surburbs. I was informed by her that several of our former classmates were to be found in St. Louis, and I decided to see them if possible. 1 went to the Madison Theatre, at which one of the world’s foremost burlesque circuits was featured for the week. I asked for the manager of the circuit, and who was paged in but Clova Lybarger. She informed me that Alice Broomfield, the designer of latest Parisian gowns, was to design her gowns for the coming week. She brought her in and presented her to me From her I learned that William Filer and Fred Pierce were giving a performance at the Orpheum. I went to said theatre and there they were giving an excellent example of jigging. Yes, they were the same Fritz and Billy as I had known years ago. From St. Louis 1 turned my footsteps South, there to encounter Mr. Henry Evangeloff. He was giving his team their spring training, as he was now Manager of the Madison-St. Louis Browns. World Famous Base- ball Team. I decided to go to California. Accordingly. 1 set out in that direction. Something must have gone wrong for in a few hours 1 was in England in- stead of California. Here I met a leading society lady, now Lady Diana Manners, and who should she turn out to be but Agnes Hensler. But for all her titles and acquired positions, she was the same Jack Hensler of years ago. From her 1 learned the whereabouts of Earl Brody. He was. ac- cording to her story, carrying on a World Wide campaign for Better Babies. No »ne seemed to know just where he was located at the present, so 1 was unable to meet him personally. Do not emblemish the theme, nor array it in beautiful phrases, but come straight to the point Bill Schooley.