Medina High School - Medinian Yearbook (Medina, OH)

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Attmial 18 Dr. Leland Walton was home for commencement too. His painless dental parlors are one of the marvels of Poe; and as he was just as talkative as ever I soon learned all about them. Lucile told me Erwin Brought had gone west to grow up with the country. The poor boy! he was so young to leave home! The last she had heard of William Rauscher he was seen peddling his famous family remedies through northern Arkansas in a covered wagon. Cully Lowe, who happened down that way on his honeymoon, was so affected by hearing him sing “ On the Banks of Rocky River Far Away ” to the crowd around him one night that he hurried back to the hotel, paid his bill, and, forgetting his blushing bride, left Hallie to the tender ministrations of strangers, and caught the next train for Medina ; and if Arthur French had not happened along in his newly invented monoplane she might be there yet. Right here Lucile stopped and caught her breath. Poor thing! since she has grown so fat, she can not talk as she used to ; but she would have me go home with her for a cup of tea. My land ! it did taste good ; but, goodness alive ! it is nearly nine o’clock, and I must put this cat out and go to bed. This visit certainly has tuckered me out.

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©Ij? Annual 17 debate, and Oscar’s logic, I wasn’t so much surprised. But a far greater surprise awaited me! I had to stop right there and take another heart tablet on the sidewalk; for, land’s sake ! there in front of the new Ziegler drygoods store stood Lucille Hunsberger giving parting instructions to Harold to be sure to be home in time for dinner, as she was expecting company. You know Lucille always was pretty good at talking, and I’m no slouch myself; and before we had talked ten minutes I knew where they were and what half the class was doing. She fired things at me so fast I just had to ask a question now and then. She said Marion Gleason was a vaudevillist star on the Keith circuit, which didn’t surprise me much, as she always said she wanted to be an actress, though I had thought that she aspired to Shakespeare; also that Zelma Renz had taken up a claim out west and was making barrels of money raising guinea pigs. And you wouldn’t believe it, when you consider his reluctance to practice commencement music. Layton Ganyard is a baritone soloist, appearing with Helen Clark, who is a famous reader with the Ridpath Lyceum Bureau. We walked on, talking in this fashion, and went into the library. As Lucille had already told me, I found Ruth Wright presiding at the head librarian’s desk. She called my attention to a book recently published on the subject of Scientific Farming ” edited by Wayne Anderson, and also said that Dr. Robert Beach had recently been figuring largely in the scientific world in connection with his newly discovered cure for American- itus Exhausticus, and everybody around Medina says lie’s tried it out on “ Fat Garver,” You remember how tired he always was. They say since the first treatment he works all the time. We strolled along up to the court-house where Luc-ile told me McKinley Ewing was guarding the sacred palladium of our liberties in what the women now call “ The Temple of Justice,” as county attorney. We used to be satisfied with calling it “ Court-house.” By mistake I wandered into the office of justice of the peace, and, imagine my surprise and embarrassment when I fonud I had entered on a little ceremony about to be per- formed by the justice, Glenn Geisinger. Julia didn’t act a bit fussed, but said I was just in time to be a witness. She and her husband were leaving shortly for Cincinnati where lie is interested in a large chewing-gum concern. When I had rather hastily departed from this scene I looked over toward the Congre- gational Church, and, oh town of surprises! I saw a sign which fairly took my breath away — Rev. John B. Renz, D. D., Pastor. And below, “ Missionary Meeting this morn- ing, at which Helen M. Ganyard, lately returned from a year’s work in China, will speak of her efforts among the heathen.” By this time Lucile had thought of some more interesting items, one of which was that Marcella Fisher, under the name of Mile. Mareelle, was doing a flourishing business as fashionable and exclusive modiste in New York, and tliat Evelyn Thatcher was inter- ested in the settlement work of the Associated Charities in Chicago. There were a few things that I could tell Lucile, and 1 started to launch my budget of news. I told her about Marion Branch. Perhaps you know she’s starring as a cowboy girl in the western branch of the American Moving Picture Film Co., and also that I had seen an article on the “ New American Girl,” illustrated by Sherman Maple. You remem- ber he used to show quite a bit of talent in that line when we were at school. Then Lucile interrupted me with the startling intelligence that Naomi Gault was principal of M. H. S. 1 came back at her with the news that Fred Kelser was now Caruso’s understudy, and that I knew a man who had heard him sing once. You know Arbie Carlton’s fondness during Senior year for the game of “ Hyde and seek.” Well, he hasn’t found her yet, but lie’s still seeking. Do you remember in the 1911 class-will how they left Plicky Heath to Caroline Simmons to cherish and guard for ever? She’s still carrying out instructions to the letter.

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Annual 19 Squints at (Cnmnuntmunil The class of 1913 was honored by one of the best baccalaureate sermons ever heard in Medinsi. Dr. Fritsch fairly outdid himself, and established a standard for all future efforts. The sermon is printed in its entirety in another place in this book. The whole March family looked well in “ Little Women,” and the entire cast, from rollicking, carefree Jo to demure little Beth, seemed to live the characters they portrayed. Superintendent Edmund invited C. C. Carlton, of Akron, to present the diplomas to the class, which was three-fourths his, and he responded in his usual felicitous fashion. Acclamations of regret and deep concern were heard on every hand at the illness of Mrs. Boult; but it is hoped that she is uoav on the high road to recovery. Two choruses were cut from the “ Rose Maiden,” and Miss O’Connor is receiving congratultions on every hand for her able assistance. Helen Hobart’s prophecy is one which will linger long in the minds of those who heard it — possibly not for its genuine literary value but for the genuine comedy which marked the allusions to each and every member of the class. It was great. The class play was a jewel. As an entity it was fine — in fact, it pleased the audience so well that the Civic Impi-ovement League asked a repetition on Saturday night following. Many moons will the memory of Tony Lumpkin, with his droll, childish impersona- tion, of the stately and dignified Hardcastle, and the silly, simpering Diggary, linger in the minds of the members and admirers of the class of ’13. That pair of youthful lovers whose troubles Goldsmith so well portrays, and the charming, singularly true-to-life work of Miss Hardcastle and Miss Neville, to say noth- ing of the troublous and uncertain frame of mind of that anxious dame, Mother Hardcastle - — these, I say, will be recollections which will be cherished as members of the class of this unlucky year turn through the pages of this work of the Junior class and look at the picture as it is given on another page. Handsome, dignified, courtly Leland Walton! What a figure he made in powdered wig and ruffled coat ! And the three Jolly Pigeons, as they say around the table at the inn. can not soon be forgotten. How gaily the barmaid tripped it to the time of Annie’s fiddle with handsome Tony Lumpkin !