Pendleton Heights High School - Papyrus Yearbook (Pendleton, IN)

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THE PAPYRUS '23 'AFINIS EST What was the matter with this village ?Everything was solemn and blue. I had thought this town had the reputation of having pep and spirit but to my utter amazement I found it to be entirely different. Even the weather seemed to be in harmony and sympathy with the people for it was one of those dark gloomy days. A man on the street corner was standing with his head hanging looking as if the Day of Doom had come. I wandered cn until I came to the street corner opposite the High School building, hoping to find some life there but instead was greeted by a much more sombre sight. The front doors opened and a long procession came down the steps. Leading the procession was Sujaerinteivuent Miner and under his arm was a lfirge white document. Following closely were Mr. Ellsworth, Mr. Miller, Mr. Harris, Mr. Marvel and David Ireland carrying a huge box resembling a coffin. The procession moved slowly down the steps and to the rear of the building. The students came filing out but not in their usual manner for they were much moved. As the last of the students descended my interest in the curious procession led me to a place where I might witness what was going on. There before an open grave Superintendent Miner unrolled his white document and proceeded to read to the grief stricken group The Last Will and Testament of the Seniors whose funeral rites they had just assembled to perform. To the Faculty and Students of Pendleton High School. To the Faculty we will our dignity and knowledge and influence over the underclassmen. Upon the Freshmen we lovingly bestow the picture which hangs in front of the Assembly rocm bearing out name. To the Juniors we will our places as leader in dramatics. To the Sophomores we will our control and composure during Mr. Miller's assembly period. To the Junior girls the Senio-r girls will the-ir place in the affections of Miss Wilson. Elbert Gustin wills his seat in Senior row to Raymond Shaul recom- mending it as an especially suitable place for assembly room naps. Gerald Norris wills his claim on the friendship of Gladys Hamner with loving brotherly affection to Oliver Loy. Otto Crosley leaves his reputation as a basket ball player to Howard Pritchard. Elizabeth Seybert wills her popularity and giggles to Ruby Davis. Helen Van Hoy wills her natural brillancy of complexion to Ethel Homan. Russel Koeniger his much sought for photograph to Eleanor Corrie- not so willingly bestowed. V Stella Kramer will her last bit of peroxide to Mary Goff. Katherine Keesling hopefully wills her gift of gab to Mildred Koeniger. Clarence Foust, Paul Hughes, Harold Caudell and Ward Jacobs leave their power of organization to Oliver Loy who will soon be without a manager. Arthur Stanley leaves his good looks and favor among the ladies to Baylis Goff. Thomas Harrison wills his fur coat, which is guaranteed for five- Page 19

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THE PAPYRUS '23 F CLARENCE FOUST 'ABe always merry as ever you can. Toad was born on the farm Feb. 24, 1904. He developed a strong' love for the country, has taken to Vocational Agriculture and now we don't believe he'll ever be found anywhere else. Clarence has been a first class comedian in every show of work or fun staged in P. H. S. since he came here. Cartoonist. HELEN ROGERS A little learning is a dangerous thing. Helen's career began on New Year's Day 1905. She has been with us from the start and is one of the Three Famous Helens of the Class of '23, She is seen very often in a Ford coupe. Helen will probably take up a commercial course next summer. WARD JACOBS A good fellow and an honest worker. This country lad was born July 9, 1905, on a farm, now lives on a farm, and will prob- ably stay on a farm. Ward is always on hand to help us in all class affairs. His timidity has not played any part in his heart affairs. Page 18 '

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THE PAPYRUS '23 hundred night trips to Huntsville, to Morris Manuel. Ralph Studley bestows his optimism and self control upon Charles Kuhns whom he feels will need it in his future dealings with referees. n v Paulicna Gaither reluctantly confers hcr string of A's and her ability upon Mildred Marlowe. ' Mildred Longtoft wills her collection of sweaters to Miss Kunz. Betty Wainscott lovingly bestows her underclassmen admirers to Greeta Frampton. l U Helen Rider will her marcellers to Hilda Wildridge. l Bob Jones, the promising young poet of the class, leaves his verses and future to Murray Michael . . Helen Rogers, Esther McCabe, Gertrude Alley and Adella Reichert will their friendship circle to Margaret Ackles, Geneva Vernon, Mary Brown and Esther Shuman. The whole Senior Class bestows upon the High School, the faculty and friends all of their good intentions. Signed, Senior Class per, Irma Kramer. Witnesses: Miss F. Z. Wilson. Mr. Oliver E. Loy. -P. H. S.- A HAPPY ACCIDENT Already, Herald 7 Yes, contact. And with a twist of the propeller, the motor started and we were off on our flight across the country from California. We sailed up and up until we came to the height of the highest clouds, then we sailed on and on for hours. Suddenly our motor burst into a series of backshots. We worked at it the best we could in the air but were not able to find the trouble. We began to fall rapidly. We could not see where we we falling because of the fog which had gathered. As we were nearing the earth, our plan righted itself somewhat, but not enough to avoid accident. We were undoubtedly coming to our end, and tried to prepare ourselves for it. As we figured it out afterward, such a terrible thought caused us to faint and when we struck the ground we did not know it. At any rate the next thing I knew I was in a white cot in a hospital ward and the sun was shining in from the west. My head ached terrificly and I found I had a bandage around it. On glancing around I saw a nurse standing over a bed with her back to me. When she turned around to give me attention, I recognized the face but couldn't call the name. She said, Why, hello, Clarence. Are you awake ? Then I knew it to be Katherine Keesling. She told me all about the accident and also that Herald was injured pretty badly but would recover. She said we would have to remain in the hospital for about three weeks. Presently Katherine left us and a doctor came in. I was never more surprised in my life, there. stood Lawrence Muriin! We shook hands gladly and he told me that tomorrow he and I would talk about all the old timesg but before I let him go I asked him the name of the town and he told me that it was Pendleton. . Pendleton! I said. My, it has been a long time since I was here-almost fifteen years. I'll sure have a lot to ask you. And then Lawrence, bade me good night and I went to sleep. The next morning and much of the remaining three weeks. was spent in talking and thinking about the good old school days we had spent together. When Herald and I were able to get out of doors again, we told Lawrence that we were going up town. He laughed at us and said it was almost two miles tor town, and suggested that we walk two blocks and catch a city car. Of course we were sur- prised at this, but found that what he had said was true. When the car came to a stop, the motorman looked around and we recognized Elbert Gustin. Hello, Gus, Herald and I cried together and he almost ran past the crossing in the zeal of shaking hands with us. We told him to come around and see us at our hotel the following Sunday. , When we reached town the first familiar name we discovered was inscribed on a Page 20