Maroa Forsyth High School - Trojanaire / Maronois Yearbook (Maroa, IL)

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Junior Class History On the ninth day of that immortal month of September, 191 1, fif- teen verdant Freshmen wended their way up the narrow but straight path which leads to Fame and Knowledge. After we had become lost several times, a Senor was kind enough to direct us to the assembly room (the sight of which took our breath), where we were met by a faculty of three instructors who were very delighted to see such a large bunch of intelligent-looking students. Well, somehow we managed to keep up courage and spirit enough to live the entire year. After a dark year vacation days approached with all their wonderful pleasure. But alas! when vacation was over only eight of the ‘ ‘honorable fifteen’’ returned to the pleasant task of another year’s study. The missing seven thought the course was too hard and the world too bright, so ? But the remaining eight of us set about the difficult task of keeping up the good name of Sophomores. But such was not to be, for one of our classmates after a shght misun- derstanding (Sophomores all understand what) with one of the in- structors, decided school life was not a path of roses, so he also depart- ed, leaving us to say, ‘‘ We are seven.’? Now for the third time our class met in the assembly room and this time as Juniors. Seven we were with brilliant hopes of a great, happy future. All went smoothly until one of the fairer sex decided ‘Home, Sweet Home and Homer’’ were the best things in this world. So after two weeks at home she decided to retire as a member of our Junior class, but nevertheless we are still seven, for one of the Seniors joined us later. But we believe in the old proverb, ‘‘Survival of the Fittest,’’ so we are looking forward to the year of 1915, when we shall have the intense pleasure of being ‘‘Seven Dignified Seniors.”’ So seven Seniors we stand just the same, Seven great pillars in the noble hall of Fame; And may He above have merey on us And uphold M. H. S. with honor and trust. We are— OTTO BECKHART, HELEN BUCK, MARIE BROWN, HELEN CRUM, RUTH SHIELDS, JENNIE VAUGHN, MINNIE TOZER,

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—— go—= —t orf DRASEE ig) i Junior Class Prophecy ht hand of St. Peter, the keeper of the Pate ‘ ’ ad Z Of at the mg icants for admission to ‘‘th, Seated at ate the various applicants i determined k a naps Heaven, sa ade I we were startled by aver, os nock at the . ro 11 Ms hunting grot Poe. Peter, let me in at once; I have had a long and Hresome “Saint Peter, : 1 T want my white robe and wings and harp so that | may fanrneyv alc Wa : xa journey ere ke oala: - place with the ang take my place oan ] Oe t ‘Not so fast,’’ answered St. Peter, jangling his keys. t must get 4 a ) s oo ‘ ‘ ‘ gn ; 1 Qe . ’ bee and see what sins you have committed upon earth, my rec é S€ é ; iG | By this time I could just get a glimpse of the applicant and by hey stern ‘blue eyes and commanding voles ; recognized the girl, who was ] » 4 . P om “ ie : one Ruth Shields, our star Latin translator “Oh!”’ said St. Peter thoughtfully, “I see that in 1914 you Stole Rachel Crum’s pencil in English III and IV class; vou allowed one of the Senior boys to put his arm around you in the hall of the High School. That would have been all right if you hadn’t allowed your- self to be seen by the innocent eighth graders. Then in 1915, after your graduation, you married one who expected you to become a model housewife; instead you became a militant suffragette, giving long dis. courses on cracker boxes and feeding your poor husband cucumbers and tin-ean sardines. We have made it a rule that no suffragette may enter, so I fear, my dear madam, that you will have to seek elsewhere for your robe and wings.’’ “Oh, good St. Peter! please let her in; 1915 and T am eagerly seeking for mates,’’ | interrupted, St. Peter paused thoug aving a word he opened t] she belongs to the class of information concerning my class- htfully for a few moments and then without le great gates and let her in. thankful to t all the oth Ruth, being very she would tell ys abou ters, she began: While ; : ,; Beypt a a Pankhurst anc I were traveling in the wilds of OWing robes for éh nee the Egyptian ladies to change their veils ani on a Crowd of barh ee eae Masculine attire of suffragettes, I came up- strangely familiar. Be istening to a foreign missionary, who seeme used to Wear) | thought 7 “dirty shirt necktie’? (the same that BF grown long, fop Ravens ,ecognized Otto Beckhart. His beard nae . 5. S hav : : “a as | lave no safety razors, but his eves wer me for speaking in her favor, said ers. After surveying her new qual- a ed neo '? “I sl ln