Monticello High School - Memories Yearbook (Monticello, IL)

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dancing. The melodrama was written, produced and acted by Juniors. It was held in the assembly. So rich was it, both in comedy and pathos, that even the actors could not conceal their emotions. During the ball, ping pong, cards and shuffleboard games were active for those who did not care to dance. Roy Jones, survivor of eleven similar banquets pronounced it the best he had ever attended. Finally attained to Senior dignity, we elected Alvin Lindsley presidentg Imogene Rem ers, his understudyg Virginia Adkins, secretaryg and J. F. Hartsfield, treasurer, We are now engaged in our ultimate effort as a class, the publishing of a yearbook, the first in three years. In the near future we will produce our Senior play, 'Ladies of the Jury', which will rival our dramatic efforts as Juniors. In May we will have run our course in U.C.H.S. We like to believe that the remembrance of us, which you underclassmen will retain, will be as pleasant to you, as your memory is to us. llllliiliilillliiiil Old Bob Cole Little Harry Warner Was a merry old sole Sat in a corner A merry old sole was he Taking his exams Till along came Tucker He looked at his neighbor, And Ch! What a sucker Copied his paper, Cole turned out to be! And said, 'What a bright boy I ami. Hr. Lukens: 'Any fool can ask questions that no Cliff Evans: frrom the back of the room.J 'That flunking this course.' one can answer.' must be why I'm Miss E. Seybold: 'Caesar sic dicat on de curan egesse l1ctum.' Payne Harris: 'Caesar sicked the cat on the cur licked h1m.' Charles McIntosh: 'I heard Steve Kratz couldn't and I guess he get out to Adk1n's place last night because of a snow drlft.' James Tippett: 'lhewl What a snow driftl' Miss Hussey: 'What could be sadder than a man without a countryi' Peg Martin: fsighsl 'A country without a man.' Miss Flemming: 'The answer to the fifteenth problem is 150 bbls.' Henry Dightonx 'Shall we bring the answer to class in barrels7' Miss A. Seybold: 'What would you do if you had an eight-sided figure?' Adana Wall: 'I'd open a side showl' 19

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Cla Ss Hisfiory Fall 1932, alas! eighty three strapping youngsters doomed to grind and toil for four mortal years. That was we Seniors when we were young and comparatively innocent, before we had attained our present dignity. The boys were rudely seized and shorn until the north side of the assembly shone with glittering pates. le persevered, however, and were pacified by the Freshman Reception. This uncorked the 'old bottle' which has poured steadily ever since, attaining goals that classes may strive for through many years to come. Joe Allman was our first president and under him, the other officers, Don Hays, Ruth Madden, Irma larehime, Virginia Adkins and Helen Frye, succeeded in welding us into a machine for unusual accom llshment. le entered the field of honor and the room of study acquit- tlng ourselves in such manner that we figured heavily on all posted lists of names. Ie Freshmen were saddened ln mid year by the passing of our superintendent, Mr. Sutton, who conmanded the respect and affection of us all. The fall of 1933 found our numbers depleted but our spirits undaunted. le straightway elected the following officers. Steve Irats, president: Bob Foster, vice-president: Frances Harper, secretary, and Bill Fosnaugh, treasurer. Our boys did valiantly ln athletics both in placing men on the squads and in receiving their letters, but there were greater fields for them to conquer later on. The other members of the class carved themselves niches among the noted and notorious in the hall of flllle llth firm steps and stout hearts we took our appointed places as Juniors. le now held an eminent place in the school and were determined to distinguish ourselves. ' t le elected Joe Allman president, Helen Frye, vice-preside , n Frances Harper, secretary: Bill Fosnaugh, treasurerg and under their guidance proceeded to act. First came football. le had twelve lettsrmen in that sport and if it hadn't been for the lncovenient points that the other teams made, we would certainly have been undefeated champions of the Okaw. Five basketball letters were displayed in our class together with three varsity emblems in track and nine in football. These numbers, although small, represent more than half of the total number awarded. Our Thesplan disturbances came to a head in the month of larch when we presented 'Shirt Sleeves', a vivid drama of the depression. This play fulfilled our hopes financially and made lt possible to plan our next class effort on a magnificent scale The climax of our Junior careers was the 1935 Junior-Senior Banquet. There were three divisions of the mighty program: the banquetg the melodrama, and the ball. Between the courses of the banquet, a quartet sangg there were vocal and xylophone solos, a one act playlet, and tap 18

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15.38 We venerable Seniors, that we may forestall the dissension that would arise over our properties, and that we may bequeath our possessions to those most worthy to own them, hereby organ- ize the steps to be followed in the disposing of our several realties. We, the Big Bear and the Middle Sized Bear, leave our unfin- ished tasks to the Little Bear, may she staunchly carry on. ' I, Alvin Lindsley, bequeath the gavel of the Senior class to the next glutton for punishment. 'I, Alfred Seyler, endow my brother George with all that is nailed down. I have great trust in him, as my brother, to acquire anything else. 'I, the Giffin, will my scintillating genius for harlequinade to Bob Duva1l. 'I, to the tender mercies of the old ing and tender as I have been to bequeath my love for Packards to persiflating paronomastic Willie Fosnaugh, leave my women high school, may it be as yields them. 'I, Mary Ellen Bobbett, Lois Chaney. 'I, Virginia Headlee, endow the freshwomen with my grown up clothes since I want to be a little girl and dance. 'I, Helen Georgia Frye, bestow my battered xylophone upon Kate Davis. 'I, Joe Allman, endow Linden Combes with my dog house and the woman whose always putting me in it. 'I, Bill Brittin, bestow the 'Indian-headu pennies I won to Shelton Downey. I hope lr. Peterson catches him with them. 'I, Bob Cole, confer my captaincy on Boogan Man Sumner. 'I, John Hartsfield, dower the oncoming German class with my Kaleidoscopic Keyho1e. 'I, Ruth Primmer, bestow anything I don't happen to want on anybody who wants what I don't want. 'le, Marian Kaufman and Lizzie Hoskins, bequeath our stock of quips to the Jun1ors. 'I, Claude Robert Miles, bestow the chewing gum under my desk to the Junior Class. CThe spear- mint is on the right.l 'I, Imogene Hammers, confer my neckties on Raymond Quinlan: he needs some ties with that zip in them. ' I, Don loore, leave my cage and brand new pump, to Payne Harris. 'I, Lynn Norris, bestow my innocence and misfortunes on some other misunderstood child. 'I Frances Harper, leave my brood of White Heath chickens to the next White Heathen with a V8. ' I, Robert Harper, confer my intense interest in Farmer City on Jessie Hickman. 'I, Charlotte Hannah, dower the palpitating Junior hearts with the lock of curly hair plucked from my l11l1e's handsome head while lingering at Lanier'e. 'I, Paul Brighton, bequeath my noonday cigarette to B ent Iebb. 'Ie, Forrest Craig, Edwin Doane, and Arkell McGraw, leave the car that we go to the pool-hall in at noon to lr. Peterson. 'I, Bob Moffitt, bestow Bonnie Bac upon Bennie Hac. 'I, Fred Pierson, grant my Beatrice to some other lad with red hair. 'I, June Purcell, endow the band with my accordian. 'I, Grace Eileen Tucker, leave the football captains to the best of the Junior lures. 'I, Raymond Zindars, demise Elsie Milligan and Isabel Pembroke to cousin Charley. 'I, Alma Cruse, convey my Bement heart beat to sister Alberta. 'I, Ruth Blacker, devise Doane to the palpitatlng sophomore hearts. 'I, John Mitchell Blacker, bequeath my 20