Martinsville High School - Blue Streak Yearbook (Martinsville, IL)

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,- sb i , ff' Srninr Gllaaa liiztnrg It is not without a feeling of regret that we prepare to leave our Alma Mater and enter into new fields. Since we are the first class to have spent four years within the walls of the new building prepared for our convenience and interests, we have a sincere devotion for it, and cannot so readily and easily leave. We have a mingled feeling of amusement and pride when we let our minds wander back to the day that we entered this large unfinished build- ing, when we were small, timid Freshmen, so confused as to be almost horrified at the idea of remaining here. This feeling could not last long after becoming acquainted with class rooms, class-mates, the faculty, and even Seniors. Our entire Freshman year was filled with important events which will not soon be forgotten. To say that as Sophomores we were not sophisticated would be to say that we were not Sophomores at all. Still being the largest class in the school, we usually participated in every activity and never once re- mained in the background. A shadow was cast over us during this year due to the death of one of our members, depriving us of one who had remained loyal to our Sophomore band, Lilly McNary. It is seldom doubted that the Junior year was the happiest and most eventful year of the whole course. It was by this time that we became wholly adapted to High School ways and eagerly looked forward to every occasion. We assumed more responsibility than ever before, and our class play and banquet were two events never to be forgotten. Then, last but not least, we became the dignified Seniors that we had longed to be ever since entering High School, and we consider that we have made this year very worth while in our lives because of the activities in which we have entered, the zeal we have had in our studies, and the loyalty we have had to our school. And, now as we say adieu To our friends and classmates too- It is not without a sigh That we bid them all goodbye. We shall meet in future times In many inconsistent climesg But despite divergent ways- We'll remember High School Days. LOIS MCCLELLAN TWENTY-'rwo

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K Q ' X x . -.Z AILEEN ARNEY KATHLEEN BEASLEY Meek and gentle as a lamb. For labor is itself a pleasure. Operetta 1 Home Economics Club 2-4 Dramatic Art Club 1-2 Commercial Club 4 Glee Club 1-2-4 Circulation Manager of Commercial Flier Commercial Club 4 4 X Home Economics Club 4 Vaudeville Acts 4 RALPH JONES The World's no better if we L'ife's no PAUL MARTIN longer if we hwrr'y. Agriculture Club 1 French Club 3 Commercial Club 3-4 Negro Minstrel 4 A football fellow with a football face, Dignity He plays football with a football grace. Dramatic Art Club 1 Agriculture 1-2-3-4 Glee Club 1-4 Football 8-4 All on Account of Polly 3 Stock Judging Team 3 TWBNTY-ONE worry 5 LETA FIX and repose are two of t she possesses. Dramatic Art Club 1 Home Economics Club 4 Vaudevi1le Acts 4 Commercial Club 4 Glee Club 4 he graces

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-N a X i -alix-SM N ' E' A Ulrnuhlvznme llunhrrh One day a fellow received word that his ticket had drawn one hun- dred dollars in a near-by town, and that if he could be there in fifteen minutes he would receive it. This fellow, being no exception, jumped in his Ford, which was wired together with almost one-half it's weight in bailing wire, and rattled off toward town. As he was nearing the village he almost ran over a sleepy old cow who took a notion to cross the road before he passed. but he man- aged to dodge her and ran over a log at the side of the road, bursting two tires and shaking the Lizzie to her depths, causing her to sigh and groan as though she would fall to pieces. Upon nearing his goal the beloved car balked, which. before this, was nothing uncommon, but at this time was very annoying. Forgetting his rheumatism, he leaped from the vehicle and sprinted the last hundred yards. He arrived on time and received the money. As he never liked banks very well and wished to boast to his wife, he went home that night, a tired but happy man, with the money tem- porarily safe in his vest pocket. Upon hearing this, his wife decided at once that they should buy some new clothes and two new tires with the money, but, needless to say, he had decided that they should invest in a home. All evening the battle raged with neither one gaining his point of view and when bedtime came, they decided, by common consent. to postpone the decisions until morning. The farmer, being afraid of burglars, placed the gun under his pillow and the money under the bed so he might watch over it. Since he was nervous, he was very uneasy and wakeful during the forepart of the night. but along towards morning he dozed off until he was awakened by a slight noise. Upon opening his eyes, he perceived a dark shadow lurking in one corner of the room. Without wasting time to investigate, he raised his gun and fired. The next moment he had leaped out of bed to perceive what he had hit, but upon arriving at the corner he saw that the moon-light shad- ows had fooled him and he had put a bullet-hole through the seat of his Sunday trousers. Sadly, he went back to the bed to see if his money was still safeg but, upon reaching to get it, he discovered only bits of paper- the mice had chewed it beyond all human help. PERCY JOHNSON TWENTY-THREE