Monclova High School - Monclovian Yearbook (Monclova, OH)

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n vifwlweumwd- v THE CLASS PICTURE I hesitated when I was asked to prepare this picture of the Class of 1935 for your inspection. I was not an artist, and everybody knew it. Any of my teachers could tell you that I was never especially proficient in drawing any- thing--except attention--and could never paint anything successfully--not even my own'face. Besides, the Class of 1955 is a very lively subject for even an expert to attempt to sketch. They are never any of them twice alike, nor apt to be found twice in the same place or position. Just ask Evelyn wicks, be- cause she can tell you all about the different positions. Even a snap-shot could never catch them in anything better than a blur. Besides, I am only one person of decidedly individual opinions, and could look at my classmates thru my own eyes only. I cannot see them as they see themselves, nor even as you might see them if you might stand for a time in my position, and be able to look at them from my point of view. But, as it seems my fate to be expected to hold the mirror up before these seventeen boys and girls that power that would as I can only paint them in them. This, then, dear who have been my classmates for so long and be to them Burns says, NThe Giftie gie us see oursel's as ithers see us.N such words as appear to me to express them as I see friends, is the Class of 1935, as I see it today:--CI To am sure you will pardon the exact measurements, as I would make a better car- penter than I would an artist, and have always been very fond of mathematical statistics. I speak in figuresn The Class of 1935 is made up of seventeen members--eight boys and nine girls. We range in age from Robert Bowman's sweet sixteen years, six months four days to Junior B1ack's nineteen years, five months and ten days. Ie range in height from Mary Jane's five feet and four inches--medium heels, bright colored beret--to Merlin Hinkle's six feet and three inches, with or without his silk stockings. We range in weight from Grace Beers's one hun- dred and eight pounds Cfeather-brains and allb to Merlin Hinkle's one hun- dred and sixty five pounds. Taken altogether as one in body,as we are supposed to be in spirit, we make up an individual of sufficient age to know a great deal, if he's ever going to 1earn,for he would be two hundred and eighty-nine years old--surely an age of wisdom and power, and dignity, verging upon veneration. Our height is eighty-eight feet and ninety-nine inches which certainly raises us far enough up in the world to allow us to tower above our enemies and look down upon the inferior undergraduates. You can see, too, what a heavy proposition we are by thexfact that to Grace Beers's dainty and thirty-nine pounds. the same either with or cusation,and we do-not taken altogether, and even giving due consideration figure, we tip the scales at exactly two thousand Some one has libelously hinted that this weight is without Grace, but we think this is hardly a fair ac- expect any of you to give it any consideration. Our hand is certainly large enough to get a good firm grasp upon the affairs of the world, as well as upon our own individual concerns, for we wear a one hun- dred and thirty two size glove. Our head is of sufficient capacity to hold even the vast amount of knowledge we have been cramming into it for the past four years, for we require a hat that measures seventy and five-twelfths. And if we do not make the success in life that we desire and expect, it will surely not be because we cannot gain a foothold upon the world's battleground, by way of our colossal understanding, for we wear a No. 106 shoe. This is the Class of 1935 in her big moments. Then even her class picture has to be taken on the installment plan. But we have not at all times such a mighty sense of our vastness. Sometimes our pride sinks to a mere average ca- pacity, and Miss Smith assures us we have a splendid capacity for averages. We have been cital of the The girls it is a case investigating this line, too, but will not bore you with a re- resultant statistics. are all Merry Widows, except Grace Beers and the girls wonder if of coming events casting their shadows before that make so many boys envy her. We are all American, for though we may be descended from many different nationalities, we are all united under the red, white and blue of the Star

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Evelyn Wicks hiodesty is color of virtue.H Member of Glee Club. rlans to work as a Beauty Operator. Robert Bowman Paul Nailor This lad is always gay and always hasa word to say. Outstanding player on Basket-ball team. Clara Mae Bell Laboring towards dis- Her hair is light tant aims sets the mi nd Her eyes are blue in a higher Key, and Her aims are high puts us at our best. Her ideals true . Char 1 otte Fr' ankl in Donald Beers Youth comes but once -'what meet delight, a in fi lifetime- quiet life affords. Af'-UW11 Staff and Sta' Nut brown hair and tic staff. P18113 TDt8.K6 eyes of blue, up Beauty Culture . Jewell Lintner Be merry if you are wise. Basket-ball-Fast guard in the game withawin- ning spirit and attiuie. Itwill probably be house- keeping after this year . Ernest Sasse Speech is great, but silence is greater. Ernest is quiet and sincere, Meets 1ife's'troubles without a tear. Kathryn Mayhorn Patience and gentle- ness is power. Tall and slender with light hair, blue eyes. Interested in boys.

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'rv-mr' -' Spangled Banner and under the scarlet and gray of our class banner. We are accomplished in all things. We have often proved to you how well we can sing, dance, read, recite, and perform in many entertaining ways before the public. We all like to do steady work under the tutorshlp of some person older than ourselves. we will appreciate it if you will kindly refrain from unkind insinuations along this line. Indeed, what we do not know has seemed to us to be scarcely worth the learning. what we do not Know has seemed to our teachers to be very much worth the learning. That may be one of the rea- sons why we know it, but we have nothing further to add along this line. We have within our ranks, Evelyn Wicks, the poet, Leo Armbruster, the musi- cian, Charlotte Franklin, the author, Robert Bowman, the lecturer, MaryJane Reid, the teacher, Merlin Hinkle, the amateur, Mary Strayer, the leader of a woman suffrage movement, William Barton, the historian, Clara Mae Bell, the singer, William woods, the farmer, Wilma Rinehart, the devoted housewife, Earnest Sasse, the scientist, Junior Black, the World's Famous Pitcher, Paul Nailor the debater, Catherine Mayhorn, a nurse, Grace Beers, another devoted housewife. I can tell you what they all are now, 'it doth not yet appear what they shall be.W But this, friends, is a subdued picture of the Class of 1935, crudely sketched from my present perspective. I did not use the brilliant colors of my imagination, lest I should lay myself open to the charge of undue self- appreciation or exaggeration. Far be it from our wish to run any such risk as that- Suffice it is to say that while the career of the Class has from the very beginning been glowing with color and brightness, it is only a glimpse of the great things it foreshadows, when Life, as the master artist, mixes the shades that have been decreed by the forces of destiny for the painting of the permanent and eternal canvas that shall last throughout the ages as the perfect and indestructible Class Picture of 1955. ---- Jewell Lintner CLASS WILL I, Leo Armbruster, leave my fiddle to some big, strong fellow like Charles Jacobs, who is sure he can handle it. I, William Barton, leave my ability in Geometry to John Mertes, don't get your angles mixed John. I, Grace Beers, leave to my revered brother, a deep regret C?J that I won't be back next year. I, Clare Mae Bell, leave my curling iron and hair pins to Dorothea Cunn- ingham, maybe she can use them to good advantage on Howard Kutzly. I, Junior Black, leave my position as editor of the 'Staff' to Lillian Holliker, ' I, Robert Bowman, leave my quiet voice to William Elliot, w,th hopes that the teachers may be heard from next year. I, Charlotte Franklin, leave my reciting ability to Frances Vitello, .to use at her discretion. I, Merlin Hinkle, leave my curly hair to Owen Wilder, one at a time girls. I, Jewell Lintner, leave my ability to vamp the boys to lary Grossheim. I, Catherine Mayhorn, leave my spiritual presence to Martin Linn, to give him inspiration for the next year. -I, Paul Nailor, guarantee the boys basketball team that they won't have to buy uniforms next year, they can have the ones the girls left. I, Mary Jane Reid, leave my ability to play basketball to Edith Harkcom. I, Wilma Rinehart, leave my studiousness to Richard Brown, with hopes that Dick will use it to the best of his ability. I, Earnest Sasse, leave my bashful Smile to D0r0thy Butz- I, Mary Strayer, leave my singing ability to Norma Naylor, Ernestine Olwick and Mary Butz, maybe if they divide it up they may improve it some. I, Evelyn Wicks, leave my hair preparation to Irene Le Veck, maybe Irene can find a use for it. I, William Woods, leave my height to some tall girl like Ruby Armbruster. I, Donald Beers, leave my arguing ability to Howard Kutzly. Ernest Sasse William Hoods