Maitland High School - Chieftain Yearbook (Maitland, MO)

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4.4 elm ll ll SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY The old adage t'Opportunity knocks but once, is known to all. I have heard it repeatedly all through my years of school life. It had always been my ambition to go abroad, but I never allowed myself to think about it as more than a dream. But thanks to Providence for so kindly blessing me with at least one relative who had at all times sufficient funds to promote life, health and the pursuit of happiness. The aforementioned relative was in the person of a maiden aunt, for whom l was named. She had been asked by a select group of mothers to chaperon their daughters on a sight-seeing tour of Europe. She willingly consented, priding herself that she had been so honored. In writing to my mother about it all, she asked if I might be her companion. No longer was I to dream of my ambitions-my one opportunity had come. Time and space does not permit me to go into detail about the entire trip. Not until I was established in my aunt's private cabin, and until we were almost amid ocean could I realize it was so. As I was reclining on a handsomely upholstered lounge, there ap- peared before me numerous visions, all in mystic form, yet unmistakably familiar to me. The first one was preceded by harmonious chords of music. Thcy seemed almost to lull me to sleep, when suddenly in the foreground of a large orchestra I recognized my friend and classmate, Glen Wakely, with his pearl-handled baton. He soon came forward to introduce his capable and efficient assistant and soloist, Raymond Brown. Just as I was offering a word of congratulation, this scene was no more. I was ushered into another unusual situation. I found myself be- ing ushered into the pew of a larse modern church. The pipe organ, un- der the able management of Raissa Wright, was pealing fourth sounds of devotional songs. As I scanned the hymnal I learned that this church was the Meth- odist Episcopal denomination. Then as the choir ceased singing, there arose in the pulpit a large, handsome and very intellectual appearing man. One could not mistake him for any one but the preache1'. Surely this was no one of my acquaintance, but in his sermon, the minister gave a few anecdotes of his childhood. Then I recoffnized him as one of the Seniors of 1923, Gale Cowden. But to my utter chagrin, the sermon was conclud- ed, strains of a wedding march vibrated through the church, and casual- l glancing around, I saw, marching down the aisle, two friends of mine, Ernestine Weller and Wright Hooper, followed by the usual attendants. All this confusion seemed quite trying on my nerves, so I decided ff:-.. Page Twenty-nine I Q 3 1

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ik V-'W HISTORY OF SENIOR CLASS OF 1923 When we, the Seniors of '23, entered this dear old High School as Freshmen in 1919, we were a strong group of twenty-four students marching on to victory, regardless of rules and regulations, which meant graduation for us in '23. Our officers for the ensuing year were: PRESIDENT-Martha Rozelle. VICE-PRESIDENT-Charline McHugh. SECRETARY-TREASURER--Wright Hooper. As Sophomores we were exceedingly brilliant in Caesar and Geom- etry and so during that year we gained a foundation which placed us on the second round toward fame. Class officers: PRESIDENT-Nathan Williams. VICE-PRESIDENT-Edgar Bond. SECETARY AND TREASURER-Wright Hooper. Our Junior year was filled with pleasure along with our studies. that year that the first J unior-Senior Banquet was given. Class officers: PRESIDENT--Charline McHugh. VICE-PRESIDENT-Nathan Williams. SECRETARY AND TREASURER--Louise Weller. It was .i Now four years have rolled by and we are ready to pack our books and depart. This class has been thoroughly congenial and have all labored together in harmony. Now, only sixteen remain 'to give their farewell to old Maitland High, fellow classmates and teachers. We realize we have inade many mistakes, but we resolve to profit by them and go forth much stronger because of the love we have held for our faculty and school. And to you, fellow students, may your future years be as pleasant as ours have been. 1 - tlfl 3 Page Twentyfeigh

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to board a car and rest myself in some quiet theatre. However, scarcely had I entered the car when a cheery voice informed me that I surely should have that ride free since I was an old friend of his. Looking to see the conductor, whom should it be but Nathan Williams. Arriving at the theatre and scanning the program I found that it offered a special feature, the extremely popular Twirling Twins, professional solo dancers of Broadway fame, in private life the twins are Ruth and Louise Gal- lagher. Their entertainment was decidedly pleasing, and it was with much reluctancethat I left the theatre. I felt somewhat rested: but thinking a facial massage would be refreshing I stopped at the Beauty Parlor as was my custom. However, I was not greeted by the usual lady attendant. Instead, coming toward me with a warm reassuring smile was a woman of woncmmus beauty. I felt like embracing her when I saw it was Grace Colwell, who was widely known as Madam Gracia. So numerous were her duties that I couldn't impose on her for more time to visit. In my haste for a car I fell. as I stef-ned from the curb, striking my head against the step. I knew nothing from then until I looked up into the face of the kindly physician. I had suffered a slight fracture of the skull, and had been taken to the hospital. I heard a nurse address the physician as Dr, Ira, upon questioning her, she told me that it was Dr. Ira Reimold, the leading surgeon of the institution. Upon the table near me was a variety of reading material. The nurse brought me one of the books one day and urgently requested me to read it. She told me how it was the talk of the hour, and how the author fwho by the way was Velma Watsonj, had become rich over night be- cause of the success of that one book, the title of which is Flourishing Flappersf' The nurse then informed me that one person in the position of Superintendent of Schools created quite a sensation making a public speech denouncing the book. His picture was in the evening paper and upon look- dng at it, I didn't need to be told that it was Frederick Edwards, another graduate of M. H. S. in 1923. In. the same paper I read the following head lines. Senators Rozelle and McHugh made effective speeches before the Senate. Having thus seen all my classmates in their future professions and vocations, I was wondering what could possibly happen to me. Just then I experienced an unearthly jar and jolt, I felt myself being shaken and I heard Auntie's voice calling me. Our steamer had entered the port and we were ready to land. I had fallen asleep and this was my dream q Louise Weller. I VIIQQBP- f I i Page Tlurty 41