Medina High School - Medinian Yearbook (Medina, OH)

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THE MEDINIAN From the manager’s office the picture went to the lobby of the hotel. Much to our surprise we found three famous specialists talking over their experience. “Thelma,” said one, “Do you remember how you and Alda used to cut periods to work in the kitchen?” “Listen, here, Pauline Hopkins,” replied Thelma, “You cut just as many periods as we did.” We were just getting interested in the conversation when the globe thought it was getting too warm and changed its view to New York. Here we saw several of our musical classmates; Howard King, Metropolitan Opera Star and world’s greatest tenor, was making his debut in Carnegie Hall. Ev England, leader of the famous Medinians, was playing at the Ritzmore Cafe. I am sorry to say that none of the original orchestra is left but the pianist. Wayne Kendall was next leading the New York Symphony, in its last performance of the successful year. The globe permitted us to hear each one of these friends long enough to convince us that they had succeeded. The globe then journeyed to a little studio on Fifth Avenue. In this studio we saw Bluebell Ruse, painting a picture of John Greif, the world’s best model. The scene next changed to the stage. To our surprise we saw Ed Yost the last word in Shakespearian acting, playing the difficult part of Hamlet. In the aud- ience we ran across Idabelle Lackey and Earl Lance who made the screen famous in their picture, “Just Between You and Me.” From the drama the scene shifted to the vaudeville stage. Here we saw Paul Borger and Bob Cain fulfilling the ambition of their high school days by carrying out the work of the original Two Black Crows. In the next act we were surprised to see Fred Snyder in a clever monologue that kept the house roaring, most of the time. The globe blurred; it spoke before it cleared. We heard a laugh that we so often hear in Assembly on Friday morning — we knew it to be that of Tom Mun- son. As the globe cleared we saw people flocking around the famous 18.1 baulk line billard player. He had just defeated the former champion, Willie Kern. We learned later that Willie was a noted designer of women’s hats and gowns. In the crowd was Rufus Kindig, great basketball star; Norman Barry, manager of the Cleveland Indians; Fredda Musch, who holds the world’s record in long distance swimming; Helen Cole, the fastest on the basketball floor; William Miller, Olympic Star; Russell Beck, world known polo player. We grew weary of sitting in such a tense position and got up to relax. As we were sitting in such a weary state the evening paper was brought in. We were surprised to see the headlines: LINDBERGH’S WIFE, THE FORMER DOROTHY KENNEDY, MAKES FIRST NON STOP FLIGHT AROUND THE WORLD Reading on through the story, we found that Irene Kraver had sponsored the flight. Turning to the picture section we saw a photograph of Rev. Wilbur Frank and wife. Twenty -Three

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Class Prophecy By Robert F. Flammer “Well, old classmate, I remarked to my friend, as we sat lazily in front of the fire in his London home, “It was just twenty years ago tonight that we were graduated from Dear Old Medina High School. “Yes,” he replied, “I was just thinking of that, myself, and how I would like to see what each one of our classmates is occupied in doing now.” Being busy with our own thoughts, neither one of us spoke for some time. This period of recalling fond memories was broken by a soft feminine voice. “Cal, dear,” came the voice from the hall, “May I come in?” “Certainly, Onnolee, come right on in.” The door opened and Mrs. Edwards came into the room followed by a servant carrying a large square box. “Cal, she said, “I heard you talking about Medina, and our schoolmates and knowing that there was a Hindu in the neighborhood that knew the ways of magic, I sought him out and rented his magic globe for the evening. By looking into this globe, we will be able to see what every one of the Class of ' 28 is doing tonight. “Onnolee, that is an excellent idea. This will be a pleasant evening for the three of us.” After taking the globe from the box and placing it upon the table, we seated ourselves around it. Then Onnolee spoke the few magic words that the Hindu had taught her and we proceeded on our adventure. The first place that appeared on the globe was Washington, D. C., the White House came into view and on the steps was President Charles Smith, entertain ' ing his sister, Pauline, and her husband, the Prince of Wales. As we followed them into the house, our eyes were greeted by Ellen Nichols, President of the World’s Literary Society, and wife of the famous senator, Mr. Snyder. As the group was talking, the President’s private secretary, Mabel Rickert, brought him a message from the office. With this the group disappeared into the mansion. From the White House the scene shifted to the William’s Hotel, the world’s largest. In the manager’s office we saw Horace Williams, the owner, talking to Paul Rodgers, United States’ Ambassador to France. Just then a thought struck me. “Wait,” I said, “Of course, you remember Stanbery Nichols. He is now a second Thomas Edison — I saw him at my club this afternoon and he might be able to hook some kind of a device on the globe so that we might hear what our classmates are saying.” I went to the phone and luckily J found him in. I told him what we wanted and he assured me that he could easily arrange it. He was at the house in about fifteen minutes and in a short time he had the globe talking. The four of us then re ' sumed our tour. Twenty-Two

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THE MEDINIAN His wife, whose maiden name was Anna Margaret Kirk, had struck oil on her land near Chippewa Lake Park. This made us very happy for Cal now owned half of Chippewa Lake Park. He had purchased it for a remembrance of high school picnics. A notice in the paper disclosed the fact that Fred Herrington was owner of all newspapers in the United States. We turned over to the editorial sheet and read a farce on Congress by Tom Haight, the second Will Rodgers. Next to Tom ' s cob umn was a poem written by Marguerite Ewing on “Old High School Days.” Below this was an editorial on “Women in Politics,” written by Henrietta Ruder and Eleanor Benjamin. This paper showed that Medina folks were becoming famous. Finding nothing more in the paper we returned to the globe. The first thing we saw was, indeed, a treat to our eyes. Ruth Smith was doing some very graceful and difficult dancing. We were sorry that the globe changed scenes so quickly but it was growing late and we must continue our tour. We were wishing something different and our wishes came true. The scene took place in a dense jungle. We were totally, dumfounded when we saw Wayne Root standing with one foot on the neck of a huge lion preaching to some natives. Well,” I remarked, “We ' re going to see our friends in the foreign countries now. “Yes,” answered Cal, “It seems — look! there is Edwin Kels er, exploring some- where up north — and who is with him?” “Why that is Julian Bigelow,” said Onno- lee. “By jiggers if it isn’t,” replied Cal, “who ' d ever thought that of him!” The globe then took us back to the United States. Here we were greeted by some of the faculty at Harvard. Coach Bernhardt whom the boys called “Dad” had his famous football team fighting hard on the gridiron. Ruth Fuller, professor of Math, Avis Reed, Debate Coach, Elsie Hoddinott, Professor of French, Gerald Black, Prof, of Physics, and Edwin Abbott, Pres, of Harvard, were all rooting for their team. Marjory Beck, Florence McMillan and Catherine LeDuke, the world’s famous detectives, ran into the picture as they were hunting a clue to solve the mystery of the kidnapping of Nelson Foskett, the greatest of all wood workers. After the de- tectives had run out of the picture, who was to appear but Ted Lutz, owner of a large chain of Drug Stores. Harvey Carter, his old jockey friend, owner of a large stable of famous race horses, was standing beside him. The next thing we knew we found ourselves gazing upon the form of His Honor — Judge McClure, of the Supreme Court. As the Judge was pronouncing the sentence on some poor individual the globe suddenly became so bright that it nearly blinded us; and as the light dimmed we could see plainer and plainer the words we regretted to see — The End. Twenty-Four