Marengo High School - Tiger Yearbook (Marengo, IA)

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and burdens. Our hardest foe to conquer was Physics, and following close on its trail was U. S. History, Advanced Shorthand, and School Management. Many of our fellow classmates had left us at pOrtS along the wayg namely, Can't Get It, Won't Try, Discouraged, Sick of School. They Didn't Give Me a Fair Deal, Give Up. Other Professions, and Stubbornness. As the weeks progressed, we came nearer and nearer the mainland of Graduation. When at last the gang plank was lowered and we disembarked for the last time, setting our feet on the shore of Graduation, we called the roll and found to our sorrow and regret that only twenty-eight out of our sixty-three classmates remained to share the fruits of our strenuous, as well as enjoyable voyage. Only two of our original crew, Miss Benner and Miss Merritt, were with us. Cap- tain Shipton joined us as we entered Senior Sea, First Mate, Miss Cham- bers, as we entered Junior Sea, the rest of the Crew at different ports along the way, As we left the ship and entered the immigration office where our Credits were presented, we were given a certificate showing that we had stuck to our work and completed our four years' voyage successfully and satisfactorily. We are now ready to launch our individual barks upon the high seas of life. -ANNA LEADER, '26.

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Senior Class History It was the first Monday in September, 1922, when the good ship, Marengo High School, with its human freightage of one hundred boys and girls pulled anchor and set sail on its four year voyage across the waters of Greater Learning. Behind us lay the eight islets of Smaller Learningg before us were the four unfathomed seas: namely, Freshman. Sophomore, Junior and Senior. As we embarked upon the Freshman Sea we encountered many difficulties such as high waves of Algebra, whirlpools of English, and high winds of Manual Training and Home Economics. During the first part of our voyage on this sea we partook of a Weiner roast when we were greatly molested by those who had gone before us in the three previous years. By the time we had overcome all these difficulties and many more, we were ready to enter our voyage on the Sophomore Sea. Here we met with still greater tasks such as conquering the great sea monsters, called Geometry, Agriculture, Caesar and many others. During this year we were entertained at a Hallowe'en party by the class of 1927, at Literary Hall. a port between the Freshman Sea and the Sophomore Sea. Later we enjoyed a Weiner roast at Brimmer Grove, a picnic ground on the south shore of the Sophomore Sea. As we sailed into Junior Sea, our duties seemed tripled, but our hearts were light because our Voyage was just one-half over. As wr: buckled the swells of English Literature, Physiology, High School Geog- raphy, Arithmetic, and Psychology, we all came out on top better and stronger for the energy expended. In the early fall we were all in- vited to the room of the ship's chef, Miss Hamm, to elect officers and choose our class colors and motto. It was then decided that henceforth a red and white banner bearing the inscription, UM. H. S.-'26, should float from the ship's staff. Our sweaters soon arrived so that the deck looked quite gay when we were all assembled on it. ln May, 1925, we took time enough from our tasks on our voyage to entertain the class of 1925 at a Junior-Senior Banquet at the.port of Methodist Basement. We also held two joint weiner roasts with this same class. At the close of the third lap of our journey we enjoyed a party held at the Rumple Home at a port in Pilot Township on the shore of the Junior Sea. Entering upon the Senior Sea quadrupled our difficulties, tasks,

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Senior Prophecy The cheery blaze and the fitful flickering of the open fire threw hazy shadows far out into the room. The welcome heat penetrated my cold, chilled body, and it was with a sigh of relief that I sank into the cozy arm chair drawn up so invitingly to the fireplace. Outside the wind was shrieking mournfully as it fitfully blew the autumn leaves hither and thither or howled dismally around the corners. Inside was a peaceful stillness broken only by the crackling of the fire or the sudden falling of a burnt out log. Idly turning the pages of a recent magazine, I noticed that one of the stories was written by my former classmate, Marie Strub. The magazine dropped unno- ticed from my relaxed fingers as I fell to wondering where all my class- mates were. Some I had ,not seen since our graduation ten years ago. Some I knew were here in old New York. Just yesterday I happened to meet Roland White, who is a reporter for the New York Herald. He told me he had just finished interviewing Mildred Dutcher, wlho had re- turned from Europe that morning. Last night I saw the Novelty En- tertainers in which Darlene Akerman is reader, Claire Myers accompan- ist, and Norma Rumple violinist. It surely was a rare treat to see and hear them. It made me recall more vividly those glorious days in dear old M. H. S. It made me think also of those of our number who had remained in Marengo: such as, Willis Cronbaugh and Leo Torrance who are farming near Kostza: Lysle and Anna the proud possessors of a farm east of town, and Kenneth Rundall, the bookkeeper and partner of his father. It seems that the old animosity between Marengo and Wil- liamsburg has no meaning for Edith DeGood, for I hear that she has set up housekeeping in our rival town. The farthest removed of all of our class is Ruth Biggs, who is now a missionary in Tibet. I felt certain that she must be successful in that field for I well remember the interest with which she always held her audiences in our Public Speaking class. It was in this class. too, I remember, where Kenneth McCoy's ability in argumentation was first developed and which later has made him a successful lawyer. It is strange how the classroom characteristics have extended into later life. With what avidity William Slaymaker used to study Ancient History! For a period of about five years now, he has been expounding this subject to his suffering pupils. Then too there is