Nokomis High School - Old Nokomis Yearbook (Nokomis, IL)

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TWILIGHT BEAUTY As dim in the fading twilight, I i:e day’s last rays disappear There comes to our hearts a longing, A longing so fond and dear. W e pause, the day’s work is completed Oui eyes to the westward stray; We see God's beauty before us, In the close of another day. And then as the light grows fainter There tar through the glowing west; On the form of waiting nature halls a kind and peaceful rest. 0 ei head in the great wide heavens At work is an unseen hand, Now it scatters the stars above us Like seed o'er the ready land. Our hearts have forgotten their longing, And peace is within us again; God’s splendor ne'er failed in the message It should carry to the souls of men. Each day in this world all about us As onward in life we must go, Is revealed some wonderful beauty 1 hat God gave to us here below. So then when our day has grown weary And the world round about is depressed, May we then but turn to God’s nature Therein we will find gentle rest. Gilbert Kettelkamp. -OLD NOKOMIS

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2 2 Furthermore, I, Fritz Evans, offer my position on the Senior B. B. Team to anyone who can fill my shoes, only one foot to a shoe. And, I, Lorina Buel, give to Alice Mansfield, without compensation my favorite typewriting eraser. We, Gertrude Green and Margaret Daly, leave two hard-to-fill vacancies in the first Soprano Section, H. S. Choi us. I, Burr Powers, bestow my positions as editor and publisher of “Old Nokomis,’’ and that of H. S. critic upon “Congo” Kravanya. Best Wishes included. I, Gladys Larrick, do hereby present my knowledge of class politics to Alfred McCaslin. I, Stanley Willis, recommend that numerous “billet deaux” in my possession be bound in book form for the edification of future students. I, George Grimes, leave all the good grades I could have made to Tubby Durdy. George Frederick gets all that Tubby cannot use. I, Ruth Stevenson, pass my irrepressible giggle to Irene Cannon. We, Jesse O’Brien and Grace Jones, present our old Teachers' Examinations Questions, bound in book form, to the School Library. I, John Groogan, leave my speeches on the Irish question reverberating through the various classrooms. I also leave my oration to next year’s Seniors. I, Ruth Frederick, bequeath my ability to pound an Underwood to Jennie Ronchetti, on condition that she does not write over 140 words a minute, one of my (shorthand) records. The above testament shall be forever binding and conclusive upon all parties concerned except infants and “non compos rnentio,” who become parties to it, upon removal of their respective disabilities. In conclusion, we appoint Hilda Nantkes as executrix and if in any way she fails to carry out the injunctions contained in the above instrument, she must keep it a secret. In witness thereof, we have hereunto subscribed our name and affixed our seal, this last day in the Fourth year of Victory. SENIOR CLASS ’22. = 0 LD NOKOMIS

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2 2 APOLOGIES TO THE POTTERS Time—12:45 Scene—Girls’ Locker Room. About fifteen girls are all trying to look in the mirror at one and the same time. . . . Somehow the tallest ones have a wicked way of al- ways managing to get in the front layer, the shorter ones trying to peer between them, usually getting poked in the eye by someone’s elbow. . . . We wonder if it isn’t similar to a bunch of demented women at a bargain counter. Above the general hubbub ceitain stronger voices may be discerned at intervals and a very alert person may sometimes catch a remark addressed to him (or should I say, her?) 1st Senior (Seniors aie more apt to be heard than other less awe-inspiring and superior individuals.) “Whuta.ia think of that quizz today? If ya’d ask me, pretty stiff I’d say.” 2nd Senior “Oh I ’spose it could have been worse But if it had been I'da gone home in a hearse!” 1st Senior “Those dates simply peeve me to tears! I missed that one by thirty-five years.” 1st Freshie (speaking up timidly, a thing rarely seen these days, even in fresh ies.) “May I borrow your powder puff, please? The boy behind me swiped mine—the tease!” 2nd Freshie “Certainly, dear, but I think you’ll find That powder isn’t a very good kind. Some of the powder they sell is a sin Hold still—you’ve got too much on your chin.” 1st Soph. “Come here, Lucille, let me fix your hair You need another hair pin there.” 2nd Soph. “Thanks, honey, I'll do the same for you. On this side almost your whole ear shows through.” 1st Junior (excitedly) “Say wouldn’t those Senior girls disgust Anyone? They’ve sure got lots of crust The way they acted yesterday---” OLD NOKOMIS