Mendota High School - Atodnem Yearbook (Mendota, IL)

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.. 7, Senior Class Hisiory Father Time wove one more design in the tapestry of life, when the Class of '23, a body of seventy in search of higheifknowledge, made its debut in the Mendota Township High School. Since a class can only become efficient thru co-operation we soon organized our class electing Ruth Wright, president and Miss Haffner, class adviser. For our class colors we chose blue and white. Duringithis first year our social ac- tivities were few, the Freshman-Sophomore picnic being the outstanding one. The second year we returned with the name Sophomores, which was alone enough to make us feel wiser. This year we chose Anna Kaminky as president, and Miss Kietzman as class adviser. r We were well represented in art, social life and especially athletics. Although we did not have any letter-men in foot- l '...... Z4.i 5 1251 L r1f.Y 5'i'.i 5 Zf'c. 5 I'....- Z'i'- 5'a..f' 'i'Zf..., '-'5Z'...... ''2Z'.....'' - 1'E'Zf..., ': Z'E4Zfa.f' '5'M51'51 .gov I 1. rdf U 3 N-Q . . by P g . Q3 EE? I 0:0 ball or basketball, we had several men who were sure prospects for the next year. We were also represented in track. Our main social activity was the Freshman- t Sophomore picnic, at which time we took the Freshmen to Starved Rock. A E9 During our Junior year we elected Theodore Nieman and Miss Nicholas as 65 our leaders. We were again represented in athletics by four letter-men. To- ,gl ward the latter part of the ycar we gave our Class Play, Mr. Bob. The cast made evident the fact that we possessed much talent in our class. We ended ,lj the year by giving the Seniors a banquet at the High School Gymnasium. The 'F decorations, consisting of the colors of both classes, far surpassedithose of any Q, former banquet. . J This year we returned, at the height of our ambitions, to reach the goal we ti had so long striven for. We were Seniors. We chose Talbot Hood for our pres- ident, and Miss Coffey for our adviser. bb We again won laurels in athletics, being represented in football by Harold V Potter, Max Goebel, and Theodore Nieman, and in basketball by Theodore Nie- '5 man, Harold Sharp, and Harold Potter. , And now we are editing this annual, which, as we look back over our pre- Q vious years in High School, we consider to be the greatest accomplishment of f i our school life, and in which we have endeavored to leave examples in discipline, . r- athletics, scholarship and school spirit. l Frank Reichardt. 5? i l Cheer-up Soak up a little kindness to cheer you on your way, and don 't fuss about to-morrow but be glad you're here to-day. A smile will make you feel at Q1 home and fill a heart with song-so be glad that you have reached High School, ! fr' and pass a laugh along. What if you're short of money and the road seems ' long and rough? A laugh makes life seem funny, and three meals a day Vi' enough. You'll take nothing with you when you leave here on the trip that ' goes one way, so why sit around and grieve here-let's have a laugh to-day. . Salome Sun. . 1? NINETEEN 5 i QX a l . J

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'ffs fb 'Ziff-2-I 'i'fff':pW 5 sentence him, and wept bitterly over his friend 's plight. The three of us had lunch together, and talked over former days. I had had a tooth knocked loose during the affray of the morning so I headed towards the nearest dentist 's sign. I was surprised to find that Dr. L. H. Sharp was my friend Harold. He fixed me up in fine shape, so that I was able to do justice to a good dinner at a large restaurant down town, where I met Lila Dillon and Marian Fitch in town on a shopping expedition. After dinner I went to a movie. Teddy Boslough The Komik Kountry Kid was the attraction and I aln'ost laughed myself sick at his klever antics. I then went to a vaudeville show, -where I saw Ed Spanier and Gladys Morrill in one of their side-splitting Irish dialogues. I noticed Gladys Bolster in the orchestra pit directing, and was glad to see that she had fol- lowed that line of work. On the way back to my hotel I bought. a paper, and almost the first thing I read was that Ted Nieman had broken the world's record for the half-mile. I also noticed that Grace Brown had captured the National Typing Champion- ship the day before at Jersey City. Hurray for the good old Class of '23! The next morning I started for the coast via the Faber Air Line. All went well until late afternoon as we were crossing the Rockies. A great storm blew up and Ralph was forced to descend. We were in a clearing in which stood a log cabin. We knocked at the door and it was opened by a burly lumber-jack who proved to be Harry Potter. It seems that his wife, formerly Mildred Kohl, although an artist of great talent, has given up her work and followed her hubby to the backwoods. Rorreo and Juliet haven't got any- thing on those two! On the following day we again headed for the Pacific. We landed in Los Angeles about mid-afternoon. Here I had the pleasure of meeting Anne Henry, the wife of a retired dentist, and one of the leaders of the younger set. I took a short trip out to Hollywood where I called on the Bellinghausen twins, who are appearing in a double role in a big feature written and directed by Victoria Fischer. , On the morrow we hopped off for the long trip across the Pacific. We stopped at the Hawaiian Islands for dinner, so I looked up Clarence Bailey, who is making a study of the native dance steps for his Follies of '44 revue next spring. We arrived at Borneo at about 6 o'clock. I noticed that there was great excitement among the natives, and, on asking the cause, was told that two missionaries, Velma Baumgartner and Jeanette Karger, were to be cooked and eaten at sunrise the next day. I learned later, though, that they were spared on promise of good behavior. At Tokio, Ila Harrison, instructor at Vassar and on leave of absence, joined our party. She was so eager to view the landscape that we had to watch her closely to keep her from going overboard. While 'passing' over the suburbs of Pekin, however, she eluded our watchful eyes and fell over the rail. Luckily she landed on a stack of rice straw and only sprained her ankle. After this she was more careful. TWENTY-QNE j. '. - .:. '. - .j.'2 '.. .j. '. - .j. '. - .j. '. .. .j. .. .. .j.'!. - .j. '.. gf . - .:. . - .j. '. - .Z3 .:.j. T: .jfifwtjm