Oakwood High School - Acorn Yearbook (Fithian, IL)

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Senior Class Play “The Time of His Life,” a comedy in three acts, was very successfully given by the Class of ’24 on February 28th and March 1st. The cast chosen from the class was well suited to the respective parts. Tom Carter, played by our handsome “Curley” Dalbey, masqueraded as the negro butler in the latter’s absence. Carter’s sister, Mrs. Grey, cleverly portrayed by Esther Endicott, had a nerve-racking evening entertaining some Southern guests. These aristocrats were really just George Dysert, Edith Parker and Thelma Lane, but it was almost impossible to recognize in the pessimistic old grouch who carried a “complete drug-store” in his pockets, droll George Dysert or to imagine that the haughty lorgnetted “Personage” was merely Edith. Thelma as their niece, Dorothy, was so attractive that no one was at all surprised when Tom threatened to “get out of his rig” so that he might enjoy the evening with his fiance. However, he stuck to his bargain and things went along nicely until Uncle Tom, the real butler. Mutt Green cleverly disguised with a bit of grease paint, came back unexpectedly causing “palpitation” of more than one heart. Although the simultaneous appearance of the two butlers was the climax to the play, three characters make their first appearance after this event. Mr. Grey, Bob Michael, and niece Dorothy’s father, splendidly acted by Glenn Myers, and the Irish “cop,” Ross Cox. These three helped to settle matters and the play had the usual happy denouement. The Class of ’24 wish to take this means to thank all those who helped to make this play a success especially Miss Gronert, who coached the play, Mr. Smith, who managed the financial side, and the members of the orchestra which furnished the music. Page Twenty-five

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c ass IDill We, the Seniors of ’24, do hereby give as our last will and testament the following statement of our bequests, the same going into effect the third day after our commencement: I, Emil Meade, leave to Clarence Oakwood my height. I, Inga Udstuen, do will and bequeath to Doris Fisher my good nature. I, Curley Dalbey, do will and bequeath to Johnny Ratcliff my ability to control unruly locks. I, Edna Michael, do will and bequeath to Burney Loeffler, my penmanship. I, Edith Parker, do will and bequeath to Harold Wade my ability to use chop sticks. I, George Dysert, do will and bequeath to Velva Marion my right to mumble during recitation. I, Genevieve Wilson, do will and bequeath to Harold Bloomer my poise left me by the class of ’22. I, Ross Cox, do will and bequeath to Vernon Stedman, my willingness to help. I, Esther Endicott, do will and bequeath my ability to dance the light fantastic to John Sailor. I, Urith Quick, do will and bequeath to Helena Goodrich the nerve to bob my hair. I, Eva Youmans, do will and bequeath to any Junior who is qualified, my undisputed right of being champion Senior teaser and giggler. I, Glen Myers, do will and bequeath to Claude Blue my book “How to Vamp the Girls.” I, Frances Oakwood, do will and bequeath to Pearl Saunders my unreserved right and ability to entertain the assembly with my vocal chords. I, Marcella Ludwig, do will and bequeath to Ethel Arnold my matchless marcel. I, Zoma Goff, do will and bequeath to Ruth Duke my ability to write shorthand rapidly. I, Cleo Plctner, do will and bequeath to “Simp” Oakwood my ability to bluff or argue. I, Lillian Lomax, do will and bequeath to Virginia Eubanks my long golden tresses. I, Martin Green, leave to Ted Palmer my energy used in securing dates. I, Clar Ellen Hume, leave to Gertrude Balback my ability as an elocutionist. I, Tom Snyder, leave to Pauline Rogers my personified dignity. I, Bob Michael, do will and bequeath to “Kennie” Crawford, my ambition to become a pedagogue. I, Mary Blackburn, leave to Helen Fern my giggles. I, Ethel Cromwell, do will and bequeath to Harry Williams, my ability to express my opinion under any and all conditions. I, Clara Mildred Green, do will and bequeath to “Jerky” Billingsley my French vocabulary. I, Thelma Lane, do will and bequeath to Josephine Bridgeman, my ability to charm the male sex with my lustrous eyes. I, Ruth Trimmell, do will and bequeath to any person who flunked chemistry and needs an extra credit, my ability as a Physics student. In witness whereof we do hereunto set our hand and seal to this the second of June, nineteen hundred and twenty-four. —SENIORS OF ’24. W ltnesses Russell W. Smith, Gola Cunningham ’27, John Ratcliff ’26, John Sailor ’25. Page Twenty-four

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Farewell Farewell to our glad school days! Farewell to our comrades dear! But tho’ we part we’ll ne’er forget, Our joys and sorrows here. Tho’ this is the parting of ways, And different missions we fill, The class of ’24 will win For they always work with a will. We’ll remember our teachers dear, Who’ve helped us to win this fight, And we’ll ne’er forget our loyalty, To the dear old “Purple and White.” Juniors, Soph’mores, and Freshmen— Our hopes for your best success, And may your school-days be like ours, Filled with happiness. So here’s to old 0. T. H. S., And here’s to our pals, so true, May you always remember the ’24 class, And their colors “Orange and Blue.” —E. P. and U. Q., ’24. Page Twenty-six