Nixon Township High School - Nixonia Yearbook (Weldon, IL)

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19 2 3 THE NIXONIA SENIOR CLASS POEM Listen, my friends, and you shall hear The tale of the Seniors who graduate this year. In the month of September, just four years ago, Our class numbered—Green Freshies? Oh, no! Hut I will not dwell on our High School flight, For it will take too long to tell it just right. So I’ll skip lightly o’er our three years of glory And unfold to you the Senior story. A is for Ava, a meek little maid. With a smile and reputes of high grade. B is for Burton, happy and carefree, But still he abhors the sight of an “E.” C is for Conover, the Senior Class president, Even if on the farm she’s a resident. D is for Danison, studious and hardy, Who is never frowning or tardy. E is for Energy, displayed at all meetings; F is for Friendship, extended with Greetings. G is for Grades; we dived in for these, And made it our goal, the teachers to please. H is for Habits, which none of us had; In fact, if we did, they were not bad. I means Inclination and many we’ve had; Some were for good and others for bad. J is for Judgment, and lots of it we need; Especially in themes, you’d think so indeed. K is for Keenness, as sharp as a tack; In school stunts, Keenness we did not lack. L is for Lucile, who’s ne’er out of sorts; Lelah and Long, the bright lights in sports. M is for Marie, with greater heights to win, And also Miller, overflowing with vim. N means Nonsense, or Nothing, all told, Which in a short time becomes old. O is for Owen, little but mighty, P is for Perkins, quite so and flighty. Where can I meet you tonight?—Roy Geer.

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THE NIXONIA 19 2 3 The ball turned and I saw Ada Perkins conducting an orchestra at the Millikin Music Department. Again the ball turned and I cried: “More honor for the Seniors’' as Walter West is athletic coach at Argenta High School. Then came Manila Danison, who is a great actress with the Moscow Art Theatre Company. Lucile Redding is a prominent society leader in her home town, Weldon. The next vision was Corwin Miller as a missionary in Egypt. “Well, isn’t it strange I haven’t met him and to think he’s in the same work as I am? I also saw Sylvia Mire as a quiet little matron of the Odd Fellows' Ophanage Home located at Lincoln. Again 1 turned in surprise as I beheld a busy housewife dusting and it proved to be Ava Ennis. Next I saw Owen Tilbury, who was our good athlete, running a great line of shoe-shining parlors reaching from Great Lakes to White River. The next member of the class that was visualized in the ball was Cleo Long, who is now a great cook at the Waldorf-Astoria. Marie Shinneman appeared as a traveling saleslady for a large clothing company in Chicago. The ball turned again for its last time and there was Howard Burton. He now has an humble but honest profession, namely, that of a junk dealer. He gladdens the hearts of everyone with his little cheery song: “Any rags, any bones, any bottles today? There is a jolly, jolly ragman a-comin’ this way. With this, the wonderful little ball discontinued turning. I was so overcome with joy at hearing from all my classmates again that I just stood in amazement. Finally the old man asked if that covered all the members of my class. “Yes, I replied, still somewhat dazed, but gradually coming out of the trance. In some way I managed to mumble a few words of tnahks before the old man’s departure. How much happier I felt musing over his revelations! How much easier were those tasks! Lelah Wise, ’23. The face with the smile always wins—Lucile Redding.

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THE NIXONIA 19 2 3 Q means Quip, and Quip means“to tease ; Some of the Seniors surely can quip with ease. R is for Risk, which none of us tried, Unless we were sure, the teacher we could bribe. S is for Sylvia, confiding and spunky, Who can never be termed as a flunky. I is for Tardy, which we all tried to prevent, In order to keep the teachers content. U stands for Union, the source of all power, And V means Victory, attained every hour. W means Walter, in Athletics a star; You’ll remember him wherever you are. X is for X. our poor quality unknown, In which you find very few alone. Y is for Yawn, and always on Mondays, Students ne’er saw why it couldn’t be Sunday. Z is for Conclusion—and give us a rest, For surely we’ve been put to the test. And now that I have mentioned each Senior’s name, Please remember, I tried to treat each one the same. And in years to come, when you’ve all found your fates, Don’t forget old ’23 and your Senior Classmates. Marie Shinneman, ’23. SENIOR CHARGE Juniors and Members of the Under Classes: As we, the present members of the Senior class, shall this year leave Nixon High and shall therefore be unable to offer you personal advice next year, we believe it is fitting and very appropriate that we should offer you some advice at the present time in order that you will not be thrown wholly upon your own mental resources in your Senior year. We do not offer this advice as a model class, but from the standpoint that we are more experienced. We can say that “we have been through the mill’’ and from experience we can point out serious problems that will confront you, and we can also suggest ways by which to overcome them. First, we must fully impress upon your inexperienced minds that each member of your class must work for the benefit of the class, regardless of A lion among ladies is a dreadful thing—Vaughn Edwards.