Mount Pleasant High School - Tattler Yearbook (Mount Pleasant, IA)

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llllIIIIIIIMIIIIIIIIIIIIIQI' THE The Class of '25 Mr. Sam Ewart of New York City, quite a distinguished attorney, was stopped on the street by a beggar, 'who asked him for a dime to get some- thing' to eat. Mr. Ewart started to hand him a coin. He recognized him as an old schoolmate. Why, Royfl he said, ' what are you doing here in New York, and what are you dbin f in those rags? Oh said Roy I am just a Weary Willie orr what you might call a tramp I started out to see the world and have pretty near succeeded. . Well of all thinvs you come with me said Sam. Sam took Roy to his home which was a very fine one and after he had ,given him all he could eat they sat down to talk over their Old Schooldays . Sam was very much interested and demanded that Roy tell him about all his travels and how he came to pick such a life Well bam you see after we left hi h school I started to tray el around '1 ittle with Hugh Ruk aber. Hugh soon lett me and went home but I de- cided to keep it up for a while. And then the first thing I knew that was all I could do. In my wanderings I have been in most every land on the earth I have run accross a uood many of our clfissimates scattered here and there. . I suppose you remember the summer we worked at West Burling,t . About a month ago I went back there to get a job and you can t guess whom I saw Berry Black is now foreman of the blacksmith shops and Mark L sleuth has taken the place of Henry as president of the shops. Go on Roy tell me about everyone th-it you have met beciuse I have not seen nor heard tell of any of the class since Iileft iway. Xmong them was Deacon. He died of a broken heart because Eleanor rfm iway with another man. I had one very ,good meal in the country 'ind no one but Jane Wilson K 1 Q i 13. as LI 97 a ll A 7 1 ' 7 t N 1 ,, K s 4 n n at , ' T vs 1 Y 13' 1 l .' , I , 1 1' v 6 t I 7 1 K 9 KK Y Y Y 9 ' g- L ' Y f I ' Q ' . I , s Y I 1 'H l L . s v 0 1 L lv' y r , .' f on 1 f 1 ' . 6 1 1 . . . . I , c , 'th - . ', - L 1 . -4 1 , , x i C , 2 I X 71 r x l A A n a I regret to tell you very much, but some of the class have passed z . , 1 1 1 1 I 79 I I K, . f xi l'l'l'l I 4

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Y U U U 1 U U'U'U'U U UTiTiTTTilT i.-U T H E TA R G ET mn.-I U U U U iTi'i'U'U'u'iTTTTU'i as a brain builder. B,ut thats my hobby. In my Big Ten reports I have put forth all my energies into what I think clearly expresses my ideas on the im- portance of athletics. Ile stopped and chuckled to himself. I'll have to tell you some of the funny sides of my coaching life, he went on. Never in my life have I been classed as one of the timid, retiring group who lose their ability to speak when they face ordinary audiences. But let me tell you Something. Put any man up before an enthusiastic bunch of high school football or basket- ball fans at their weekly pep meetings, and I defy him to speak with perfect ease. During my first 'personal appearance' my voice trembled and my knees shook, 'but I got through with it. Those were the days when I motored over the country side in my 'rattling-good' Ford. He glanced down from the arched window at the powerful, heavy-set racer belofw and smiled. And how do you like your present position? I inquired, preparing to fill the last page of my note book with the closing remarks of the Big Ten's most famous football coach. His answer brought a fitting if an unexpected conclusion to my successful interview. Big Ten coaching is every coach's goal. It has been a slow, hard climb, but I have reached it. He paused. 'Tm wondering what you will think of what I'm about to say. It's this. Fame and fortune constitute a big part of one's life, but did you ever feel the pleasure of memories? Again he glanced into the fire as he spoke. That is the 'big part of my life, and I'm thinking of a little town in Southeastern Iowa- He stopped and closed his eyes, as if living over again the victories and defeats of the school that had loved and honored him. I softly closed my notebook and tip-toed from the room, leaving him with his memories, a greater man in my eyes than even the glowing Lreports of last season's grid- iron glories had painted. -Martha Crane 'li fillliiglg I if ' A EE 5 . e 5 ll' A LJ N 1 1 G .. 2 U.V.V.V.V!.',lV.'.Y.VlIV!!II!III.V!!!.ll.Vl!.U.V.V.V.V.U 1 I llllllllll llllllf IllIIlllllllIIIIIlllllllIIllllllllllllllllllllllllI

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l.l.l.IJ.l.l.l.I.l.lil.l.fQiil.'Ii .lfiii.i'.'i.lfI gave it to me. She and 'Slim' Mathews were oi' course married and are liv- ing very happily together. Nearly all of our farmer boys ale still on the farm with the exception of Harold Hallowell, who is now helping his father- in-laiw print the Mt. Pleasant Daily News . Joy andiHarold Newby are married and Harold is now selling' 'Mule-Hide Roofingif' Say, Sam. what has become of J 0lll1?u Roy, John struck it lucky. He bought some oil stock and it turned out rich. He is now out west tending to business for once. That reminds me, Sam, Margaret Honimel and Mary Miner are in the West. They both have succeeded as writers and are working on books as hard as ever. I suppose you remember Marys brother, Otho. He is play- ing professional football now. even if he is getting' to be an old man. Do you remember Harold Davis? Well he is the Governor of Iowa. I think his next step will be president of the United States. Alice Lauterbaeh is now in the service ol' the United States as private secretary to the V ice-Pre sidentf' Well bam I can t tell vou much more. I had hoped to see evervone but I guess that is an i1npossibilit3. Ii' I see any more on mv ,journeys I viill return some das and tell vou. p R05 how would vou likt to go to work for a while? I can give you '1 place in mv office as secretary if vou like. All right bam I will take it and trv to live 'is a human onci mort. -Roy Estes I X i i it i K ' x y v f. Q s . v r - v - I . . 1 , u v L Y Q cl Y j 4 X Y 1 1 1 '- I I ' I. ' L N 44 N , i x X 1 U 1 L . . J 7 v W 1 Q 4 r A 1 ,pls I'l'A'l'l'l'l'l'l'l'l'l'l'l'l'l'lQ11Ql'l1fl'l'lQQ'j1'j,1'ljjflfl'I'Q'jjIflfjjl-fj,fljjjlilfjjl,'Qfl'lfQLlf,ljQ,gflf!QQflQjfl3'Qf'Ijlfl'l'l'Q I