Plymouth High School - Mayflower Yearbook (Plymouth, IN)

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streetsgang on woman suffrage, is Maude Marks. Since to appreciate this picture is to hea.r it, I secured Mir. Edi:son's new appliance, the talking machine, in order that you might hear the speech. Please turn the crank C To his assistantl. Fell'owmen: My noble opponents have said that the place of Woman is in the ho-me. I wish to- CC'ries of protest in the audiencei. Did some one request that it be turned off? Turn off the machine, some one objects to the noise. I forgot to mention that the worried looking, slim gentlemen in the background, doing the wash, is her husbanrd, Arno Cullison, who stays a-t hcme to take care of the children. 'lhe film now being adjusted begins with a charming little view of none o-ther than-fPress the buttoni, Gerald Overmyer, Miichigan avenlue, Chicago. His grace- profelsfsor of dancing on ful dancing and elegant bearing have mad-e him a favorite cotil- lion leader i.n the social circles of that city. The next picture is one of the 'little red: school house? I was returniing by motor from Argos, wlhen my tire was punctured and I stopped at the school house for aid. I entered at an ex- citing moment, just having: time to recognize Flo Tracy as the energetic school ma'am, and to take a snap .shot of the scene which I novw put before you fPress buwttoni. The urchin being so soundly whacked is the only son and h-eir of Lauren Sult. In Paris, wihither I was summoned unexpectedly, I had oc- casion to visit the establishment of the renowned dressmakers, Paquin Sr Son. There I foundl as a model, Lulu McCoy, whose pilcture I now present to yofu. Hier ability to wear a gown handsomely has made here services in high demand wherever stunning creations are to be di.slpl:aye-dL Picking up the Atlantic Monthly on my return voyage I came upon a story that seemed! to carry me back to my youth- the scenes it described were so familiar. I glanced at the navme of the author. My heart thrilled for it was Helen Johnson. She has immortalized us all in her great novel- The Plyrmouthitesl' . 31 I dropped down to Washington to be present at the opening of Uongress and there I -struck a number of the members of 1913. The filrst picture is taken in the U. S. senate. The figure in the foreground is familiar to us all-in the person, though il is, of a senator of the U. S. Miss Grace Stephenson's brain and integrity long! agro marked' her out as' worthy of the highest honors .ini the gift of her sex. We see her now in the days of Woman Suffrage, delivering an address before the Senate im behalf of the feminine constituents in Indiana. The bill she is presenting is entitled A Bill Looking Toward The Government Ownership of Bon-bon Faictolrie-s and Ostrich Farms. The gentleman at the table talking short-hand notes so frantically is the highest paid newspaper reporter in the world -Elmer Waite-of the New York Sun. Waite is a power in politics, being conversant with all the deals put over, in Wash- ington, or out. From the senate chamber I proceeded. to- the Supreme Court arriving just in time to hea.r the now famous decision in the Standard Oil case of 1950, whereby the U. S. government took ofver that corporation's vast operations to run in the interests of all the people. I trennbled'w.i1th awe and pride wh-en I beheld in the cheif justice chair the Roman countenancwso stern and judicial-of Edgar Flozenzier. Andi now I come to the rarest of all these views-that of a peeress of the realm. Behold, you members of the class of 1913, her grace, the Duchess of Leeds'-Miss Agnes Jones, that waist Her story is a romantic one. Slhe went on the stage, became a star over-night, and two week'sI later became the bride of the riche t of Englanld'sI peers-a. position she nows holds with dfigvnit-y to us all. I thank you. ' KEITH RICHTER. World-fam-ed Traveler and Lecturer.

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that one of its members has become a poet. CPress buttonl. Here we have the characteristic view of the poet, Earl Schroeder, who like all geniuses revealed his .gift while still young--in the English VIII class, I believe. Nowi he lives in an attic, 3 flights up and 3 flights back on west. Polk street, Chic-ago, whence fly many tender little poems each week to our best newspapers. Earl is as tall as ever, and oonsi-dwerably thinner, although the negative duoes not reveal this very cloairly. Now you are about to see in th-e dress of a trained nurse of the Red Cross societyi, Miss Helen Armstrong. In the war with Japan Miss Armstrong played a helroinefsu part in far away! Hawaii, mrlniisrterinig to the wounded soldiers and cheering them with tho sweetest of songs until a certain dashing lieu- tenant saw her, since then! I hear she has returned to Am-erica to become a. St. T'h-omias bride. I present to you a picture of her as she sings, 'Home Sweet Home' to the dying soldier. Q'1'El8.l'S alnud sobs heard in the audiencel. Pasmnig reluctantly from this sad, but beautiful scene we come to the chemical laboratory of St. Liukeis hospital in London. lPress buttoinl. The .gienitllemam facing the bottles of strange liquors is the class chemist, Everett Shirar, who is here dis- covered preparing the famous serum whereby scientists die- clare he ils able to cure anyl disease from cancer to general insanity, Out of the 10100 patiienrts innioculated with the drug, over one-thi-rd get well, In the case of the other tWo-thirds no report as to its effect could be secured, as they all died shortly after the adiministration of the cure. Before throwinigi oni my next View let me recall bo your minds the polite and dapper figure of Knight Hlowghton, flitting about the High Slcfhool as idle and gay as a summer moth. Here, ladies, is Knight, dean mow of an exculsive seminary for young ladies, and professor therein of elocution and fancy diancingt Now we jump to San Francisco. Walking along the sea' shore early one morning, I came upon Ve-ra Sanner. I asks! her to let me snap her picture. She consented and while . 30 she was posing as you see her now, I askcdi her what she was doing out here so early in the morning, and, she replied that she was not married yet and that 'the early bird catches the worm! With your permission I shall now pass on to my' next picture, and I shall have to ask' your indulgence while the new film is being adjust-ed. Life is full of suvrprlsesg the stupid little dunce with the snub nose twrns out to be a trust magnate, while the star of the class, the marvel of the scolarship, turns out to be an illspai-d clerk in his office. Now, apropos of these moralizinglsl, there are few of us who will recall the mild, re- tiring, timdd girl, Fern Reisch. Yet there was such. a girl in the Senior class. Today when I show you Miss Reisch KPiress- button! the most accomplished woman aviator of North America. Notice the skifll with which she works the prop-eller of her aeroplane. Miss Redsch was performing with Wallace Bros. Circus when this picture was taken and while waiting for her car to go up inuto the air I strolled around: the big tent. In front of one of one of the little sildie shows I heaird a familiar vioice: Step night this way fellers, only a dime, see the smallest and the largest ladlies ever scen together on one stage. Going on all the time! Ten-n-n-n cents! ! Well, said' I, if there isn't Lewis Kepler! We ,shook hands an-d he I-et me in free. Insiidie on a platform, just as you see them now!-lPress bottom stood Coral Gibson, and Florence Copp. Coral told me that she WHIS to resign, as a better job had been offered h-er as agent for a hair-pin factory. Florence seemed' satisfied and only asked me what had become of Doni Stephenson, Allow me to change the scene. We here have the chaiple of a County Poor Farm down in Inid'ia.na. The two saintlyl spiiinsrters on either side of the chaplain are th-e matrong of the institutio-n-Erma Cummins and Clara Sec. The chaplain is the Rev. Lauren Sult, whose pi ty audi bearing are nobly' de-voted to these paupers. Now I am ready to throw on the screen a picture that will raise fond memories in the hearts of us all. CPress buttonj Tho lady you behold in the immediate foreground, adidresfsing H

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C L A S S W I L L HELEN JOHNSON ln the name of God. Amen. We, members of the senior class of the high school of Plyimonth, in the county of Marshall, and the state of Lndiania., considering the uncertainty of this life and being -of souind mind and memory fblfessedl be Almighty God for the samel do make and! publish this our last will and testament. To th oncoming cl-asses wie will and bequeath that cherub, llliiss Oarlock, who, we certainly hope and trust, will do her duty by them in those terrific, fearful, frightful, formidable, horrible, shocking, awful surprises at the end of each semester, she chooses to call examinatiolns. We will 'andi bequeath to Mir. M1cD'ow1ol.l a vuzich he shall be obliged to measure his speech more carefully. We do nominate and a-ppoinit Mr. Dutter as a most solicit- of the under- yard. stick by ons guardian over all his feminine favorites graduate classes as it is well known with what personal anxiety he enforces upon them that they should consider the domestic dvuties, such as sweeping, much more important than having at beautiful poirnrt on their pencils, for Mr. Dutter contemplates in the course of time, taking a wife from one of his classes. The Senior class leaves and bfequeathes to Mr. Harris a book. on How To Get Rich Quick, also the ec-onomical menus provided by the Domestic Science girls, by the use of which he may be at-ii to cut expenses. The Seniior class devises and bequeathes to Miss Johnson a basket-ball sweater in which she may be more free to go through the g'y'm1na.-stical enthusiasm of rooting. CODICIL:-Also to the armory we will an earthquake-proof flooring to be used on condition that she is present. To Miss Sullivan we will and bequeath 3, megaphone with which she can yell lou-der at Basket-ball games. CODICIL:-We also leave to her a detach- able ruffle which she clan attach to the bottom of her sklirts accord-ing to the latest fashion. The entire Senior class after due conside-ration, have de- cided to risk their lives by fire, and bequeath to Miss Daniels, to be taken with her to Chicago, the west fire escape, on which she will be able to climb to the aerial heights of phil- osophy' which she contemplates in the University of Chicago. CODICIL:-We also leave and bequeath the aforesaid Miss, Daniels, twenty, first hand refer- ferences from just twenty first hand land ladies of Plymouith so that she may surely get a ig-ood room. We ,give and bequeath to the rninors of th-e Plymouth High School, namely,-Freshmen, S-ophofrnores and Juniors, all our household furniture cons-istinlg of thirty seats, including our infant terrible, Fred Hiess, two reference tables with chairs accompanying them, three book cases with all books therein, and all promiscious Plaster Paris adorning Walls and platform, our loving cup,-in short, all furniture of the high school assembly room-, iniclu-ding the air to breath contained therein. In addition to the above bequest, individuals of the Senior class desire to bequeath certain prize-dl possessions to loved ones. I, Maude Marks, devise and bequeath to my beloved Arno all my real estate consisting of one desk and my fountain pen, as lonig as he shall remain unamarri-ed. and my widower. Walter Blow-ell, beinigi very busy, has requested m-e to insert that he will bfequlerath My Annual to the High school museum to serve as model for all future managing editors, to consult and imitate as they see fit. I, Florence Coplp, navinig no future use for Donald Stephen-