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

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Old 91ok)Mis I remembered that Mary and Millie Krohta were running a ranch in the mountains. Upon arriving home, I found a letter from one of my old pals, Lester O’Brien. He wrote that he was posing for Arrow collar ads. He lives in New York and has seen Harold Knecht, who is a prize fighter. He had come by chance upon Gwyndel Davis, who is a broker on Wall Street. He asked if I had heard of the divorce scandals of Agnes Morrison. She had had two wealthy husbands and a divorce from each. One evening, turning on my radio, I heard the once familiar voice of Glenn Triffet announcing from a station in Chicago. Soon he remarked that on the next Tuesday Miss Cardina Schneider would broadcast recipes for biscuits. He next announced that another of his old classmates, Clement Stauder, was scheduled to lecture the following week on “The Failure of Grease Paint as Make-up”. Strangely enough, about a week later I became suddenly ill, and someone having called a doctor, 1 soon found Robert Hard bending over me! He told me that Elvira Kroenline has settled down with her husband, Leslie Pyle, who is a jeweler; that Emily McPherson and Rachel Pope had set up a soda fountain, and that Ethel Hard was studying to he a nurse. Chatting on, he said that Irene Houck and Laura Gruen were having a quiet life together waiting until the time when Laura is to he married; and that Mary Tercek has left for South America to make experiments in snake dyes. The morning before I left for Europe I happened to read that Virgil Ernst was touring the world with his famous collection of animals. Then I saw something about the Rev. Brown and learned that Judd Brown was fast becoming a noted minister in Boston. Then the door-bell rang and the traveling salesman who stood there proved to he Jacob Groser. Imagine! I received a call to stop at a small town on my way to New York to board my ship. I was astonished to see my old friend, Lawrence Rapp, confronting me at the station. He wanted me to spend a few days on his vast farm. Having at last arrived in Paris, I wandered into one of the grand style-palaces of that gay city. My eges bulged at the sight of Vivian Rosche, posing as a model in a gorgeous gown. Touring in England, I was introduced to a great English lady. I was pleased to say that I had knowrn her for a very long time. She was Verna Hannay. On the returning ship T read a magazine article which spoke of the success of Joyce Zimmerman, who is the greatest woman surgeon in the world. Back home in New York, one of the first things I did was to attend a performance of “Mikado . Whom should I see on the stage hut Lucille Engelman, Ella Engelman, and Louise Reincke, starring in the trio, “Three Little Maids from School”. The next day I wandered into the Paris Hat Shoppe. Imagine my emotions when I learned that Helen Calihan and Rudolphina Hartel were the owners. One evening I visited a Broadway theater where Shakespearean drama was being presented. I saw Marion Wilson, the greatest villain of the time. But I had never dreamed that Margaret Stewart had become an actress. I gained an interview and asked her if she knew anything of her old friend, Doris Schneider. She said a famous movie star had married Doris, who was once a working drl in New York. s s One night 1 found myself in a grand cabaret. An elderly hut beautiful lady stood up and the crowd was introduced to Madame Frances Pallai the hostess of the Venetian Night Club. And now there is only one left, of whose fortune I am not sure. That is Ivan Johnson. But we all suspect him of having gone on a Polar expedition of some sort. ( 28]

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SENIOR CLASS PROI HECY Life’s a journey. Some say it’s a weary journey, but I’m not weary of watching the movements of men, their sobs and their sighs, their laughs and their cries. For twenty years now, since I left that old Nokomis High, I’ve been singing the “Song of the Wanderer”. Indeed, I’ve arrived at the age of thirty-seven and find myself sitting here in my study longing to see those old classmates of mine. Oh, yes, I know what they are about. For instance, I’ve heard it whispered that Charles Reisacher never overcame his failing for eating peppermint candy. Charles will never be anything but a boy. Hilda Kennet visited with me the other day and told me that she had debated long whether to remain in Ohlman or to come to the East. She is a seamstress now! One morning, about a year ago, I picked up the paper and saw that the Lady Rutland, formerly Miss Lucille Chaney of America, was returning from abroad, bringing with her a royal English husband. I hastily' boarded a train to go to the coast to meet the ship, and if possible to get a glimpse of my royal classmate. Who should sit down opposite me in the train but Melvin Brueckner, who straightway informed me that he had been singing and acting on the vaudeville stage. Having arrived at my' destination, I hurried to the wharf, and was astonished to see Ivan Anderson rush from the ship, attired in sailor’s togs. He says the life of the sea is the only' life. Each time I go on one of my' long wanderings I see or hear of some of my’ high school classmates. While in a southern city, I happened to see the name Dalhaus in a telephone directory. Calling the number, I found that LeRoy' Dal-haus had become a great cotton magnate. Leroy told me that Maurice Sparks was residing at his home for the present and together they were working out a plan to prove that women’s rights should be repealed. And by the way, I had just seen in a newspaper that Hubert Brown, a United States senator, was championing women’s rights. While visiting a college of the M’ddle West, I saw Frances Dargella. She was the dean of women. She intimated she had used her influence in procuring for Kenneth Robertson the professorship of astronomy in the college. I remember Kenneth always was extremely fond of “Blue Skies”. So Geraldine Pullen is a cook! She specialized on chop suey and has gone to China for experience. And Alice May Pannwitt has started to manufacture shaving mugs and lamp shades. One day' in San Francisco 1 suddenly bumped into Virgil Brackenhoff. He said he was walking from San Francisco to New York. His doctor had prescribed walking for health. Upon arriving at Hollywood I went over to the studios. Almost the first person I saw was Louis Rademacher standing on a box directing a flock of Mack Sennet Comedy Bath’ng Beauties. While waiting to speak with Louis, I glanced down the line of beauty and spied our little Elsa Henkel. She told me later that she is seeking stardom in Paramount pictures. She told me that Hannah Hunter was dancing in the Robin Reviews. Sauntering down the beach at Hollywood, I was amazed to see Frank Rakes, who told me he had a job as swimming instructor and life saver. On my way back from Hollywood I noticed a magazine article about the remarkable feats of the Lyster brothers, world famed acrobats. I noticed that the joke editor of the magazine was Clement Cassidy. While passing through Nevada r 27 ]

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