Madison High School - Cauldron Yearbook (Madison, OH)

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THE CALDRON Time: Any noon during the basketball season. G. Quirk (reading)—and Caesar crossed the Rhone with his tenth legion. He stormed the town of the enemy— R. Orsborn (enters)—Say Gert, did you hear about L. Ransom and the two girls he took out last night? Quirk—and the slaughter was great! What? Orsborn—Oh, nothing. What are you doing with that Latin? Quirk—If I had—(Enter F. Pasco and M. Warner.) Pasco—Well, here we are. H. Stegmuller—Hip-ah-Hip-ah-Choo!!! Warner—Murder, or what have you’ (Enter M. Fell and L. Brotzman.) Pasco—Girls, did—Gracious, I can’t do everything before— C. Leet (enters, anxiously scanning a Plane Geometry.)—Did Mr. Risley say we’d have a test? Fell—Quid est? Leet—Did you have a test today in Geometry? Fell—If I told you, you’d know as much about it as I do. Leet—Don’t you s’po3e I know that? (Sighing) I’d better study it, anyway. D. Green—Teehee! Quirk—And so the speech went on and on— G. Greenman— (enters)— Oh, Fay, are you going to use your English next Period? Guess I left mine home. Pasco—No, I’m not using it. But what’s that you’re carrying? Greenman My English! But I left something at home. Brotzman—Did you hear about the—(All crowd around.) Green—Well, I always thought— Fell—Impossible! Brotzman—And, I didn't even—(Enters R. Hood and W. Titman.) Hood—Hey, Charles! What’s on your mind, nothing as usual? Titman—And so, says I—Shucks, I’m a—! Hood—Go ahead and say it, Walt, I can bear up under the strain! Titman—Is that nice? (Enter F. Gelber, W. Gygli, R. Kimball, and E. Akins.) Kimball—Let’s work out a peppy yell to give at the game tonight. Gelber—How does it start, anyway? Gygli—Let’s give a rah— Akins—Always willing to oblige—Rah! Rah! Rah! Gelber—Keep still, wre must get this down pat. Gygli—How about a locomotive one? Kimball—That’s stale. Get something snappy! Akins—Yes, Say, you kids, Gelber, Ransom and Hood represent the Sophs in the varsity, so don’t let us down, after MY nice yells! (H. Stegmuller issues another volcanic sneeze. All jump!) G. Titterington (enters)—Gracious! What was that? E. Eldridge—Oh, it’s only one of Hedwig’s famous sneezes! Titterington- I might have known—(Enter M. Seifert and W. Kracker.) Kracker—Say, Walt, come with us. We’ve— Seifert—Yes, and it’s the best time— Titman—I might, if I had— twenty-fou r

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THE CALDRON “The Shiek’s and Sheba’s Beauty Studio,” managed by Clifford Tafel. After leaving the beauty parlor we were shown dresses and hosiery at the “Fashion” by Frieda Whipple, the head saleslady. On our way back to the hotel we met Russell Biddison. who had just arrived in Paris with the U. S. mail. We purchased a “London Times” and on the front page was a picture of Babe Baster, who had just recently made a new record by swimming the English Channel in 10 hrs. 5 min. 25 sec. The following week we went to Switzerland to the Olympic games, and there we met Alice Norton who was then a tester of watches in one of the largest watch-making factories of Switzerland. The Olympic games proved to very exciting to us, as our old friend, Olive Dunlap, was entered in the tennis tournament. It was a great game but at last Olive was proclaimed the victor. While in Switzerland we took the opportunity to climb the mountains and were able to obtain the services of Laurence Beall who was recommended to us as a very reliable guide. While in Italy we visited one of the most alluring and fascinating sights in Europe, “The Wonder Charmer of Snakes,” Winifred Thompson. We visited one of the greatest art galleries in Rome where we were attracted by a number of paintings of Hazel Adams, one of the most noted artists of Italy. After leaving Europe we toured Asia; in India we visited our old friend, Ruth Seith, married to a professor from the U. S. doing research work in India. She had three of the most adorable little girls with whom we immediately fell in love. While touring Asia we visited Hongkong, China. The Chinese were all excited over the arrival of one of the best known and best liked missionaries from the U. S. We inquired about him and found his name to be Gordon Lyons, one of our former classmates. We decided we had seen enough of foreign countries; so we sailed for home. We landed at New' Orleans two weeks later. On our way to Hollywood we stopped at New Mexico where we stayed with friends who took us to visit one of the largest high schools in the West. We were greeted by Bob McCune, the professor, very much more serious and studious than in his high school days. We were taken to the largest ranch in New Mexico which was owned by Vivien Corle. One afternoon while we were seated on the veranda of the ranch-house, a cowboy came tearing up with a telegram for us. It was a message from our manager telling us to return to Hollywood immediately. After the excitement was over and we started to give orders for an immediate return, we recognized him as Lex Babcock, foreman of the “Bar O Ranch. CLASS WILL (Continued from Page 20) Mable A., “Everything seems all given and said I’ll only bequeath my little red head.” Ruth A., those excuses I have for bad behavior in class to Lewie Cone—such a nice boy won’t need them. Ed Keyse, my comb to the school—everybody’s used it anyway. Marie, “my gurgling giggles” to Miss Corlette. Charlie, my warbling voice, and my Perpetual Motion to the school to profit by. Virginia, my funny bone—that makes me laugh at the wrong time, to Charles Leet. Helen S., my “helping hand” that is always ready to do something for somebody else to Katherine Borling. Stub L, that doggone bandage of mine to the ashcan—no reward for its return. Cora, my “four leaf clover in my pocket, and the horse-shoe over my door” to Dorothy Gardner. Lucy, 1 want to leave to the school that brush of Minnie’s in the Type Room, that she so kindly brushes my hair with every day. Dorothy S., the Senior Class as a Whole, their Sanctimonious air, dignity and what- not, the vacant-chairs and please, please miss us! (you’re all supposed to sob over this—it’s so sad) the quietude and sweetness that they were noted for (don’t laugh— this is a funeral) and most especially their wonderful aptitude to absorb into their gray matter the serious part of school—their studies. Their athletic prowess, the foot- ball and basketball stars give to next year’s team, and their general wish that you will all enjoy your next years in high-school fully. twenty-th reo

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THE CALDRON SOI HO 1 OKE CLASS Front row, left to right: Hazel Adams, Lucille Brotzman, Edna Eldridge, Grace Tittering- ton, Mary Warner, Gertrude Quirk, Maude Fell. Second row: Everett Vkins, Henry F’eller, Dorothy Green. Gertrude Greenman, Fay Pasco, Hedwig Stegmuller. Roberta Orsborn, Woodrow Gygli. Third row: William Kracker. Merle Seifert, Edward Knittel, Howard Rawson, Walter Tltman, Mias Corlette, Leonard Babcock, Thomas Mitchell, Rich- ard Whipple, Robert Hood. Fourth row: Laurence Orcutt, Laurence Beall. Lawrence Ransom, Frank Gelber, Richard Kimball, Joe Hejduk. Charles Leet, Arthur Wheeler (Freshman)., Not in picture: Julia Fesco, Dorothy Whipple, Gordon Lyons. The Sophomores Class CLASS OFFICERS President ........................ Robert Hood Vice President.....................Mary Warner Secretary.....................Lucille Brotzman Treasurer .................... Richard Kimball Seifert—Does it matter? Kracker—Come on. (Exeunt the three.) G. Lyons (enters)—Say, have you seen— Brotzman—Sorry Gord. but she’s not here. (He exits.) T. Mitchell (enters)—Oh, Dick, why aren’t you down watching the game? I didn’t— Kimball—Come here, and find a new yell. Something original. Mitchell—I’m that all over. Miss Corlette (enters)—What a noise! Can’t you people-(Enter two boys.) H. Feller—We take chapter twenty-one. E. Knittle—I didn’t hear her. Feller—Say, who were you out with last night? Knittle—What? Me? L. Orcutt (enters anxiously)—Have you seen— Eldridge—Oh, she’s not here. Orcutt—But I’ve looked everywhere. Green—Did you look in Room 3, Tump? Orcutt—Say, I forgot about that! Thanks. (Exits hurriedly.) twenty-five