Delta High School - Del Hi Yearbook (Delta, OH)

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Class Prophecy • Continued his players on Pine Tree Milk. The other four boys are coaching at the four largest colleges in the country. Good luck, boys. Now Miss Rhoad, I’ll have some of the rising powder that you’re holding. Here we see the famous chemist, Elizabeth Soule, intent on a new formula. Her helper, Louise Murray, is holding her ears, and the secretary, Betty Lambert, is busily taking notes in shorthand. Look out, girls, it may explode! What’s this? Reverend Carol Smith is performing a double wedding ceremony. The main characters are Ruth Newill and Betty Nugent. The minor details are Max and Punk. The wedding ends and we see the party leave the church. One of the last to leave is Marie Hoffman; she seems to be looking for someone. Dale Linn hurries up to her and they leave together. That’s right. Mr. Ruggles, I did almost forget to use that particular acid. Just one drop added and we’ll see what happens. We seem to have joined the Navy. At least there is Clifford Leu in regulation naval uniform. Virginia McGhee is on the upper deck. She is one of the nurses aboard the ship. There is Wilma Watkins; she’s always on hand when the fleet comes in. Watch out! Duck! Here comes a plane. Well, well, if it isn’t Wayne Lenfestey showing off. He must have lost his engaging bashfulness. He is hurrying to the dinner for the F. F. A. (Famous Flyers of America). Wayne McQuillin is guest of honor. He is going to give a talk after the dinner. What have we now? Mm-mm, not so good. Paul Osterhout and Charles Keeler are having trouble with their track teams. How about helping them, Mr. Koppitch. Since we have put together everything that the formula calls for, we’ll cork the flask and see what happens. Well, well, still more scenes. This is the Metropolitan Opera House. Just look at that male trio. There is Herbert Thayer, Herbert Frey and Paul Savage. Their voices are good, aren’t they, Mr. Hartman? You say you haven’t heard from Eileen Trigg and Virginia Trowbridge? To tell the truth, they’ve probably gone on a vacation between pictures. Yes, there they are on a ranch. The pictures are gone. Miss Nau, what have you to say about this wonderful discovery? It will revolutionize the world. One can buy a small bottle of this marvelous compound and locate all one’s classmates. What name do you think should be given to it? How about Class-of-One-Thousand-Nine-Hundred-Forty-One”? Is that satisfactory? Good! Now let us adjourn to a more pleasant place to have tea and a pleasant little chat. 22

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Class Prophecy • Continued some .... Now, bring me some of that black powder. I shall put a gram of it in this tube, hold it over the flame; and a mist begins to rise. Ah-h, the picture is forming. Behold Bill Abbott. It seems as if he is on a stage of a large theater, taking the place of the late Fred Astaire. The audience is clapping—the picture is gone. I shall add a little of this blue liquid. There! We see Roy Agsten. No, he’s now known as a second Leopold Stokowsky. See him toss his magnificent silvery head as he leads his symphonic orchestra. I’ll throw a few of these yellow crystals over the picture. Look! The first seat in the front row is occupied by Doctor Garnett Berkebile. This is her one free night from the hospital. She is entranced by the music. The picture passes and we see Carl Bratton whistling as he walks through the cool morning air to his big, white barns. But another picture is forming. It is Dorothy Clair. She is known as the new American Sweetheart.” Dorothy is still flirting. Mr. Heischman, will you just pass me that jar of pink liquid? Thank you. Oh yes, may I have that spoon . . . Here is a new vision. The office of Mile. Maxine Maddock, the best-known dress designer in America. Our Mile. Maddock is sitting at her desk chatting with Lois Moser, who has just published a best seller. Our dress designer presses a button and in pops her secretary, friend and traveling companion, Arlene Cooper; her personnel director, Joy Lehman; and the bookkeeper, Glenn Gamber. It looks as if a lengthy conversation is under way. Mr. Kibele—may I call you Kib—hand me those queer-looking capsules. Here is the one I want. This picture of Bertha Falor (nee Nash) . She is now a cousin of the eminent dentist, Doctor Richard Falor, of Nobytuck, Alaska. With the addition of another capsule, we find Grace Eberly the matron of the Treatemswell Orphanage. The famous roller-skater, Joan Williams, has consented to spend a day there, thrilling the orphans with her fancy skating. She is performing beautifully. A look of surprise comes over your face, Kib. Are you surprised to see Betty Jean Geer and Alice Favorite? Pardon me, Mrs. V. Spiess and Mrs. T. Haupricht. They are the best of friends. At the moment Sadie Njaim is serving them with chocolate sundaes. Remember Sadie? She is now proprietress of the Njaim Restaurant. Drop in a few drops of that acid. What!! Well, Mrs. Johnson, it looks as if you had better help Lawyer Lucerne Redd with her case in behalf of Wilford Moore and Kenneth Wiley. They hit Herbert Watkins. Of course, they didn’t mean to damage his baritone horn! A drop of the purple liquid and we see Dorothy Orndorff and Thelma Waite back at D. H. S. They have taken the places of the Misses Ward and Furman who have retired. The mist rises and there are Kermit Hatfield, Curn Richard, Edwin Makula and Paul Valentine consulting Junior Shelf, coach at Delta, on the finer points of football and basketball. Shelt trains 21

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Schoolmates for Twelre Years The Class of 1941 is proud of the ten students who have had twelve years of schooling together, at Delta. These people have stuck together for twelve years and all are still the best of friends. Now, as these ten people are about to step out into the world, we hope they will remember the rest of our class as good friends along with their classmates of twelve years. Seated: Arlene Cooper. Elizabeth Soule. Joy Lehman. Ruth Newill. Sadie NJaim. Back Row: Clifford Leu. Kermit Hatfield. Billy Abbott. Richard Falor. Not pictured: Bertha Nash. 23