Madison High School - Cauldron Yearbook (Madison, OH)

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The Cau Id run SYLVIA WYMOH— Girl Reserves 1, 2, 3, 4 Operetta 1. Glee Club 1. JAMbS FIDEL— Circus 1. Glee Club 1, 2. Football 2, 3. Operetta 1. Senior Play. «'Sylvia” ••.Jimmy” MARI SEPEGI Mid-year Graduate HOMElt FKKf.I'SOM Withdrawn. Twelve

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JAMES RODDY— Circus t. Hi Y Club 3. 4. Secretary Hi Y Club I. Asst. Basketball Manager 3. Basketball Manager 4. i:i. A BOTH— OI V BOTH— HOlto I'll A SCII AI R»— Glee Club 1. Operetta 1. Gl.AOVS SEIFERT— Girl Reserves 1, 2, 3, 4. Scholarship Club 4. Memorial Mirror Staff 4. Assistant Editor of Cauldron. A I) YIIFEEF SMITH — Girl Reserves 1, 2, 3, 4. Circus 1. Senior Play. Scholarship Club 4. Oratorical Contest 4. Secretary of Cauldron miei ki:i vrrtit kerb— MY BO A BET AVAR!)— Gill Reserves 1, 2, 3, 4. Operetta 1. Glee Club 1. 3, 4. Senior Play. EDWIN WATERMAN— Hi Y Club 2, 3. 4. Treasurer of Hi Y Club 3. Senior Play. Ill DSON N HIPPEK— Class Treasurer 1. Class Vice President 2. Football 2. 3. Assistant Football Manager 4. •• It odd “Faina” “Glad •‘Puncir “F.iRlic’ ••Elva” «Dot” “S mi tty” ‘•PprSD” ‘‘Hud” The (la ii hi run Eleven

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■ CLASS HISTORY Say, you stop Vasin7 the eraser off my pencil—you!77 .... Well, you used mine clear down to the bottom yesterday, guess Til just get even with ya!77 Do you recognize that? Well, that was Shorty Erbacher and Edward Gola when we all were still wearing scratchy long-legged underwear and catching everything that was catchable, remember? Then do you remember those dreaded problems in the seventh grade, per- centage, graphs and what not! And, too, the last year we had to study— geography. How could we forget this last year in the little red school house, the one-horse basketball team and the P. T. A. socials,and, too, the boy-crazy stage we girls went through and vice versa. Ill never forget the time a certain girl gave Russ Whipple a cookie heart and blushed and in two seconds he threw it back at her. (Tsk, tsk—Puss, was that the gallant thing to do, I ask you?) Oh, yes- and this was when that Seifert-Stimpert affair started, too. That's stickin7, isn't it? Those trips we took, too, at the end of the year. Unionville to Washington, D. C., and Madison to their usual Niagara Palis. What a glorious time we had. But 1931 was nearly the best of all. We Freshmen crept meekly up the corridor looking and feeling like something the dog dragged in and looked out of the corners of our eyes at the tall, handsome, yet cold, criticizing Seniors. That first day was terrible —we popped into the wrong class at the right time, and the right class at the wrong time—only to receive that mocking-sneering laughter of the darned old stuck up Seniors. Well, I guess we were pretty green all right, but look at us now—refined, well educated, ambitious students, now called 7 Stuck-up Seniors77 by a new generation of Freshmen. How time does fly! Well, we finally struggled through Latin and the iron rule of Miss Corlett. (How we wish she were back! !) We fed peanuts to the monkeys at the circus, and sang to our hearts7 content in the operetta The Count and the Co-Ed.77 Then .Miss Adlard, petite, but hard and merciless, tried all in vain to pound that awful stuff called geometry into our heads. But she made things pretty cheerful at times, and our only hope is for her future, that she doesn't try to feed her unsuspecting 'husband to be77 triangle shaped carrots on an oval shaped plate. We were pretty hard up in 732. Miss Schafer left us and we eliminated music from the curriculum. Then in 733 Mr. Warner came to us to substitute for Miss Corlett in History and to teach us, if possible, to sing. But at last our sophistication has blossomed fully, and we (now Juniors) gave the unappreciating Seniors the best prom ever, with blue and white ice cream—the specialty of the evening. It is with a note of sadness that I pen these last words describing our last year at good old Alma Mater. But we did have a glorious time. Especially with Miss Houck who was heaven sent to brighten our spirits from a doom which l7m sure would have killed us—commonly called—AMERICAN HISTORY AND CIVICS ! ! ! We put on two grand Senior plays and a whale of an annual (compared to the two previous years)—won all sorts of contests and—well, all in all, I think we are the most promising, the most interesting and best graduating class ever. Thanks for listenin'. Loraine Nash, '35 Thirteen The (lauIdron