Mishawaka High School - Miskodeed Yearbook (Mishawaka, IN)

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The Oldest Tradition of All Kristy Draskavits, Tammy Williams, Michelle Mennucci, Marianne Tolbalski, Denise Kyle, Betsy Carpenter, Barb Wagner, Diana Sheibelhut, and Candy Williams were all a part of the Homecoming Court, Jeff Chapla and Jim Kocsis show off their carnations. Jimmy thinks Eversole ' s a pretty boy. Homecoming 15

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Homecoming, rating arrived early this year, September 27th to be exact. We scarcely had time to nominate a court. Neverthe- less, we accomplished this by nominat- ing a girl from each sponsor room. Then each of these girls had their pic- tures taken and hung in the central showcase so we all could see the nomi- nees and better decide who we would like as a finalist. Homecoming began with carnations delivered to lucky ones during sponsor room. The carnations came from friends and admirers who wanted us to know we were thought of that day. Some had such an abundance of flowers, it looked as if they were wearing carna- tion sweaters! At two o ' clock that afternoon a pep assembly was held outdoors in the stadi- um. The popular people with carna- tions also proved popular with the bees! But our minds were quickly taken off this dilemna and our attention averted to the field as a costume party got underway. The cheerleaders challenged the foot- ball players to blind fold each other and dress as homecoming candidates with dresses, heels, and wigs. When time was called, the blind folds were taken off and Jon Moshak won the crown. At seven-thirty the game began. The MISHAWAKA CAVEMEN played the South Bend Clay Colonials, defeating them by a score of 20-6. Mike Rogers caught a 65 yard touchdown pass for the first TD of the game. Brent Romfo caught a 24 yard pass from a tipped ball by a Clay player into his arms in the end zone with seven seconds left to go in the first half. Both TDs were thrown by quarterback Doug Kocsis. Dan Eggle- ston scored the third TD, and two extra points were kicked by Joey Jones. During halftime the homecoming court walked out onto the field. Betsy Carpenter was named queen by David Daggy, student council president, amid a flurry of camera flashes and congratu- latory smiles. Homecoming Queen Betsy Carpenter smiles through the tears of joy. Football players show their real talent, emptying the bag, Roggerman and Crop think they have it in the bag. 14 Homecoming

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Zhe myth of the Miskodeed s the sun rose over the prairie, one bright September morning, Wambam (Boundless Energy), Chief of the Men- ones tribes. And Moonis (Loyalty), his squaw, sat in the door of the tepee And silently watched their only papoose play with her dog. Wambam, we must name papoose tonight, ere the moon arises! Moons have come, moons have gone and yet she has no name. Ugh, exclaimed the moody chief, What you say? Shanewis (Lovely Flowers), for ever she is beautiful. Never, grunted Wambam; flowers die, she must never die. So the papoose remained nameless. The papoose toddled to the end of the room and clasped in her tiny hand, A bright yellow paper with queer looking signs upon it Which had fallen from the desk to the floor. Not even Moonis noticed the paper when They strapped her again to her back and turned their faces homeward. That evening as they sat in the door of their tepee And watched their child at her play, Wambam espied the fragment of yellow paper. Quickly he caught it and slowly, he deciphered the order Sent by the General at Headquarters to Captain Cordux. Headquarters of French Forces To Captain Cordux; Wipe out the race of the Menones with extra forces sent from Headquarters. From General Wyman With a slight motion and a grunt, the chief Indicated that Papoose should be strapped to Moonis ' back while Five large, beautiful skins he fastened to his own shoulders. Then with Moonis following him, they turned their faces to the Fort. Fort Omtauch, the French Trading Post, which lay five leagues away Had been for years under the command of Captain Puegnet, Who had taught the chief of the Menones to read and love The white man ' s life and some of his ways. Captain Puegnet had always been fair in the Price he paid for the Indians ' pelts. Wambam grieved in silence when the orders came That recalled his friend and advisor, Captain Puegnet. They sent to fill his position, the cold, iron-fisted, Unfriendly leader — Captain Cordux, a hater of Indians. Very seldom now did Wambam journey to the Fort, But he must sell his skins and buy clothes for his family. The Fort was a long, low building of logs; At one end was a fireplace, at the other, a table Which served as a desk for the captain. On the East side was a long table covered with pelts, And on the West was another ladened with blankets And brightly colored trinkets to exchange for valuable furs. While Wambam and Captain Cordux bargained, Moonis and the Nameless One wandered about the room Touching and gleefully gurgling over the gaudy trinkets. Then, while Moonis and Wambam chose a bright red blanket For themselves and some gaudy beads for the child they loved, Motionless, stunned and grieved, Wambam stood for a mo- ment, Then, with flashing eyes and clinched fists, he strode to the tepee. Ugh! Egla! he cried. The white man has planned our destruction. With a brief farewell to his squaw and the Nameless One, He gave a loud war cry which resounded far o ' er the prai- ries. Silently the braves of the tribe met and heard the word of the chieftain, And soon they started out on the warpath to defend their homes and children. A fortnight later Wambam and most of his braves Returned to their native village. They had saved Their land from the white man at least for the present. The sad face of Moonis became brighter as the strong man entered And grasped the Nameless One to his breast. She drew to his side and whispered — Let ' s call her ' Miskodeed ' (our little messenger), The deeds of the tribes of Menones would soon be forgotten. Now you and your children must preserve for us The deeds of Wambam and his great tribe of braves. Thus in 1911 the Annual staff decided upon a name for their yearbook. (Special thanks to the 1923 Miskodeed.) 16 Miskodeed Story