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

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THE PAPYRUS '23 Page 22 J UNIORS FIRST ROW: Morris Manuel, Oliver Loy, Russell James, David Ireland, Edwin Swain, Horace Mingle. SECOND ROW: John Heath, Howard Gaither, Evan George, Nelda McKinney, Mildred Adams, Eloise Hardy, Howard Mingle, Horace Tunes, Irvin, Palmer. THIRD ROW: Maurine Harrison, Eleanor Clark, Ethyl Human, Grace Alley, Miss Kunz, Dorothy Hayes, Mildred Marlowe, Eliz- anola Hazelrigg.

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THE PAPYRUS '23 building larger than any surrounding it. It was, McCabe's Sanitary Wholesale Com- pany. We imediately alighted from the car and went into the grocery. Esther Cl1tlI1,t know us at first but soon recognized us. Why, hello, Herald! hello, Clarence. How are you? Why all the bandages? We told her the story of our accident and reviewed our aquaintances, then went on farther until we came to a large office building. Upon entering we discovered an office inscribed, Att'y-at-Law. G. Norris. We went ing greeted him, and asked him about the city and why it was it had grown so much the last fifteen years. He: said, very soberly, The professional men have been the bocsters of the cityf' From this un- cordial speech he evidently felt himself much above us. With some trouble he told us how the Reformatory was furnishing the town with citizens and how a big Manufac- turing plant was helping to build it up. I asked him who owned the factory. When he told me that Otto Crosley and Arthur Stanly owned it, I was not much surprised because back in their school they had given great promise of a brilliant future which had noth- ing to do with books. What are they manufacturing? I asked. They are manufacturing hair nets and switches. After resting awhile, for we had become very tired through the exertion of walk- ing around, we started toward the Manufacturing Company. We entered the ofiice and the first person we saw was President Otto perched upon a stool and Arthur by his side, looking over their books with tousled heads, as they used to do when they struck upon some problem in physics. We had a good chat with them and started toward the door to inspect the plant when suddenly somebody shouted at us from the opposite side of the room. We turned and advanced rapidly toward a large oflice desk and who do you suppose we saw? it was Betty Wainscott, their private stenographer. We inquired of Betty where we could get our dinner and she said that two old friends of ours Paul Hughes and Ward Jacobs owned a restaurant across the street. You may believe that we did not delay a minute. When we entered the restaurant, we found it full and the proprietors not in sight so we crossed to the lobby and interested ourselves in the Pendleton Times. In a few minutes Paul came over to pay the respects of the house. Suddenly he piped up, Hello Clarence and Herald! Ward quickly appeared on the scene and we four ate and enjoyed a good dinner, After that we decided to go to a show. As we walked along the street we saw one called The Stellizf' We were not surprised Zto find that the owners were Stella Kramer and Elizabeth Seybert. When talking with them we learned that Thomas Harrison had owned a science labratory next door but lately had perfected his patent for a perpetual motion machine and had retired to Huntsville where he taught Voc. Agriculture. T We also hear that Irma Kramer had located in Lapel, as owner of a large furniture actory. Robert Jones, now a great chemist, I was told could not be convinced that germs were poisionous. So, as the story goes, he drank some milk which contained deadly ones with the most serious results. After recovering, he became partner of Russell Koeniger in the building. and management of a canning factory in the small but pros- perous town of Huntsville. Helen Van Hoy, so I hear has changed her name to-well you know--and is now the proud and happy mother of three delightful children. Ger- trude Alley has taken a position at Purdue as teacher of Home Economics. Cecil La Fuze, who as you know always held the honor of being one of our best musicans in High School, is now director of one of the largest symphony orchestras in the world. Helen Rider is now chief nurse in the infan't ward of a famous sanitarium in Los Angeles. Ralph Studley has bought the controlling interest in the Anderson Herald and has become a very prosperous business man, as we expected him to be from the hustle he assumed in delivering his papers before school, long ago. Adella Reichart is a sister in a convent near Vera Cruz, Mexico. Helen Rogers has taken a position at Anderson teaching Physics, but strange to say her name is not Rogers any longer. On account of Pauliena Gaither's general knowledge, she has been chosen as teacher of other teachers in the Chicago Teachers Institute, where we hear she is pulling down a high salarv. Herald and I spent our last days in the city of' Pendleton very enjoyably, and we learned many interesting things. However our plane had been repaired during our sickness and we had no excuse for staying longer, so we prepared to return to Cali- fornia. The morning we were to start was very bright and clear with a few white clouds Floating by occasionally. Several of our old classmates were there to see us off. The only stranger among them was Myldred Longtoff' who was sketching a picture of us. When everything was ready, Herald started the motor and the plane raised grace- fully from the ground ,leaving them waving and shouting below us. Harold Caudell, Clarence Faust Page 21

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- 'a w'a ' 'i 'vvi'1 THE PAPYRUS '23 OFFICERS DAVE IRELAND ELOISE HARDY NELUA McKlNNEY CLASS COLORS-Pink and Green CLASS MOTTO I3 sharp, B natural, but never B flat. What THEY Think Of Us They are the most apathetic set of people it has ever been my ill fortune to meet. You can tell them the most touching story you know, whether humorous or sad, you can rave about their exasperating manners or their adamant understanding, or, praise them-if you can bring yourself to do so enthusiastic a thing in the face of such utter indiierence,-and they sit there in the most anserine way imaginable iEditor's note-You'd better look up that word-it'll surprise youb and never bat an eye. Some of them won't even laugh. I'll swear there isn't another group of persons in school-or in the whole town for that matter, and heaven knows that Pen- dleton is cold enough-that could look at the antics of Oliver Loy and keep anything like composure, yet I have a girl that sits right by him who never so much as smiles. Of course there's no question to it, that if it comes to a case of competition between Oliver and myself, I am out of it. Even when I correct him I have to turn my head away to keep from laugh ing and losing what little dignity I do have. I can't understand them, and I don't know what to do. I dislike to have a class come into my room, sit down answer just the questions I ask, with never an extra comment or an unnecessary word, unless its from Oliver. And even he-if he would say something that was smart I could send him out of class but he just says the simplest things -takes advantage of ever mis-statment I happen to make, answers the literal meaning of questions and things like that, really inoffensive in them- selves but very effective in getting my goat. I don't know whether the rest of you have those troubles or not-or whether or not you even call them troubles but I do, and I don't mean to endure them. Eeither they must be stopped or I must be brought to look at them in an entirely different light, and that is why I have made this confession-to see if you could do one of those things. fAs spoken and seconded by Miss Elvin and Miss Rector in a faculty meeting, relating to school problems, in which John Heath was accidentally an unseen member.J -P. H. S.-- This space is dedicated to Frank Car- michael, who departed this life January 2, 1923. His going was like the turning of a day of sunshine into a night of gloom, for his IN life was full of sunshine and brought good cheer to all of our hearts. Frank was a friend to all, his first thought being others, not of himself. He is greatly missed by the entire school, but we, the Junior Class feel that we miss him the most of all, be- cause we have lost one of our dearest and T H' - M J best pals. Page 23