Meredosia Chambersburg High School - Chief Yearbook (Meredosia, IL)

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SENIOR CLASS HISTORY On August 31, 1942 nine very green and bashful little freshmen toddled into high school. They were: Dora Sidebottom, Jessie Shelton, Alice Metz, Shirley Hurst, Jane Dennis. Burke Fool, Eugene Rawlings, Clarence Herald and Frank Neese. We hadn’t journeyed in this strange but beautiful school long before the upper classmen laid traps through which we blundered for four days and one night. Then really being very nice people at heart, gave us a wonderful party. Our teachers that year were: Mrs. Carrison, Miss Ebbert, and Miss Muelder. Miss Ebbert was our class sponsor. Burke ool was our class president; Alice Metz, our vice-presi- dent; and Shirley Hurst, our Secretary treasurer. We started on the second part of our journey with the absence of Dora Sidebottom and Jessie Shelton. This year Jane Dennis was our presi- dent; Alice Metz, vice-president; Shirley Hurst, secretary; and Burke Pool our treasurer. This lap of the journey wasn’t as hard as the first one, but we still had quite a few slips when we started studying a very foreign language called Latin. Our teachers were: Mr. Fursiful, Mrs. Baron and Mrs. Arts. Mrs. Artz was our class advisor. During this year we lost Frank Neese and Eugene Rawlings and gained Dorothy Farran. We started the last half of our school days as Juniors. This year was quite eventful indeed! We sold pop, popcorn, and also had a cake raffled off at one of our more important games. We did this so that we could get our lovely class rings. Since we were to be the hosts to the Senior Class of that year, we had to have more money to take them to a banquet. We gave the very successful play, “Here Comes Charlie.’’ We took in the sum of thirty-five dollars, the most a class play has taken in here for quite some time. Our teachers were Mr. Dunbar, Mrs. Smith and Mrs. Bradbury was our class sponsor. The officers this year were: Alice Metz, president; Shirley Hurst, vice-president; and Jane Dennis, secretary-treasurer. Ah! the grand finale before going into an unknown country where many dragons and evils await to pounce upon us if we do not glean all the weapons this land offers us. This year we had a school paper, “High School High Lights.” The ' staff of the school paper were: Jane Dennis, Editor-In-Chief; Shirley Hurst, Assistant Editor, and Dorothy Farran, Business Manager. We also had an annual on which we worked very hard. Burke Pool was president; Clarence Herald, vice-president, and Jane Dennis, secretary-treasurer. Our teachers, Mr. Dunbar, Mrs. Smith, Mr. Heflin part time and Mrs. Johnson last half. Mr. Dunbar was our class sponsor. We are now at the end of the happiest days of our lives and very sorrowfully, yet, happily we say good-bye. Jane Dennis

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CLASS PROPHECY As I walked through the wilderness of this world, I lighted on a certain place, and I laid me down in that place to sleep; and as I slept I dreamed a dream. I dreamed and behold I saw a man clothed in riches, standing in a cer- tain place with his face beholding the sky. I looked and saw him open his book and read therein. As he read, he wept and trembled; and not being able longer to contain himself, he cried, saying, “What shall I do with all of my money?” I asked who it could be and I was told a creature by the name of Clarence Herald. Now, I saw upon a time a being greatly distressed in her mind. I also saw her look this way and that way, I asked, “Wherefore dost thou cry?” She answered saying, “I ifel life! It is too much for me. I like peace and quiet, solitude and graceful living--but, alas, I’m married to a globe trotter. I do not stay in one place long enough. I have lived everywhere, Africa, Asia, Alaska.” I asked her name. She replied in a voice of woe. “It is Alice.” This night, as I was in my sleep, I dreamed, and behold the Heavens grew exceedingly black; also it thundered and lightninged in a most fearful wise. I looked up in my dream and saw a man sit upon a cloud. By him was a rocket plane. As I drew nearer to the man I heard him say, “I’ll try until I do it. I know I can reach the moon in this plane. I will reach it even though it takes me a thousand years. I dared not ask his name, but there was a name on the plane. I’m sure the name was “Dora”. Now, I saw in my dream a highway. I followed it until I came to. a town. The name of the town was Farran. I was troubled to think that the name of the town had been so recently changed. I stopped to ask the reason. ri hey told me that this was the home town of a famous dramatic actress of the stage and screen. Fhe had given the citizens one hundred thousand dollars to rename the town “Farran Now, in my dream I followed the highway about mid-way to the top of a hill. There stood a lovely home. I turned in for refreshment because I was weary There came a woman running toward me. I asked her why she ran. Oh! I must hurry!” she answered. “I’m late for school, I have so much to do at home before school that I’m always late.” “Hurry! Rushl I’m nearly crazy.” I asked her name. I thought she said Jane but I’m not sure. In my dream I made haste and went forward. My way led to a large city. I saw a huge building with large white rooms. I saw many women, dressed in white silently and efficiently attending the sick. I recognized one of them by her name, Shirley Hurst, written on her uniform of white. I awoke, and behold it was not a dream.