Plymouth High School - Mayflower Yearbook (Plymouth, IN)

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I. Harry Lacher, wish to bequeath all the chewing gum and other chat tels to Alonzo Richard. May they he of great benefit to him. We, Amelia Wise and Fordie Keyscr, leave our latest edition, entitled “A Concert of Giggles” to Edmund Jeffries. Stub leaves his office as treas- urer to any one looking for graft, and his love of study to one Chauncy Good- man. I. Nellie Head, bequeath my ability as a debater to one Esther O’Keefe who shows great promise along that line. 1 also will my position at the head of the honor roll to Arnold Dcuwilis. I. Bertha Carothers, leave my earnestness in speaking before the public to Paul Rains who needs it when lie recites poetry before the assembly. I. Beatrice Boys, leave my sleigh-bells to Clark Logan so that the stu- dents may be lulled to sleep while he bobs around. 1 also will my natural ( ?) curls (?) to Jean Murgatroyd. I. Helen Bon Durant leave mv gold medal, won at Northern Indiana, to Irene Schuh. I also leave my “sunshine” to Fern Ringer. I, Ben Cramer, leave my seat by the window to Rev. Nicodemus Kitch hoping that he may sleep peacefully there without being caught. I. Boyd Morcombe, leave my ability as a geometry teacher t«» Noble Keyser. I. Russell Truex, leave my skill as a dancing master to Hubert Ogden, that erstwhile butterfly of the dancing floor. Now lastly, I. Sir LeRoy right, bequeath my now famous selection, “Tweet, Tweet, Little Birdie.” to Jarvis Rhinehart to call his men in out of the rain during the next track season, and I further bequest my “pep” in track to Richard Huff. For good measure I leave all my overgrown ( ?) credits to Ronald Swinderman. We, the Class of 1917, do hereby appoint Lord Henry Webb as executor of this our last will and testament, and we do hereby set our hand and seal to this document. CLASS OF 1917. (Seal) Signed, sealed, declared and published in the presence of us, who. at their request and in their presence, and in the presence of each other, have sub- scribed our names as witnesses thereto. PRES. WILL SOI IN. (Seal) MAYOR WHIT CELL. (Seal) SIR JOHN BLAND. (Seal)

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The task of keeping Alonzo Richard. Clifford Drake and Arthur Clough out of the bass section of the chorus we leave to Miss Scott. To Miss Galbreath we leave several editions of love poems. These poems are very valuable to her as they were written by Burns. We further bequeath her Curtis Brugh to use in the next high school play. Having in a lit of generosity bought a baton, we leave it to Mr. Roadcap to beat time during the penmanship period. To Miss Roth, who is unduly bothered by the high school boys, we leave a rubber squirt gun. In case that Miss Landgon docs not find enough work t« occupy her time during vacation, we leave her the records «• f Homer North, Glee Anions and Hubert Ogden to ponder over. Knowing that Miss Gordon is from the farm and that she has success- fully raised one crop of green vegetables in the west side of the assembly room we leave her another crop, namely the class of 1921. To Mrs. dePont we leave an assistant, so that the floor of the language room may be kept in order. To Deputy Otto Thompson we leave the vast number of trophies which we have helped to collect in the hope that he will keep them polished and cleaned. In addition to the aforesaid bequests the individual members of the Senior class have certain valuable things which they desire to leave to certain favored ones. I. George Milner, bequeath my ability as an orator to one Ernest Lee, who I think has aspirations in that line. I bequeath my position as Editor-in Chief of the Pilgrim and my office as president to Sir George Switzer, who will be unusually eager to fill both, showing that there is always one born for every class. W e. Clara Travis. Ruth VanVactor. Anna Cain. Nellie Dotv and Pearl Miller, having conferred together and wishing to do the greatest possible good for the High School, do bequeath our modest dispositions to the girls of the Sophomore class. I. Arthur Becknell. do leave all the uncollected Pilgrim subscriptions to the next subscription manager to worry about. 1 also bequeath my well developed art of bluffing the teachers to one Homer North in order that he may graduate next year. I. Eulalia Twomey, bequeath my Physics manual to any Junior who promises to obtain any good from it. I. Winifred W underlich, leave an old copy of “Coinin’ Thru the Rye” to Juanita Hess as I think I will find no future use for it. I. Harry Brundige. leave the privilege and the satisfaction of taking vengeance on the faculty to one Harold Kitch. I also leave to Oliver Blain the plans for a new water works. W e. Helen Lauer and Helen Woodward leave a book entitled “How To Make Love” to Reita Zehner. (The production of this book has occupied the time of these two young ladies for several years.) I. Erdean Zeiters, bequeath my musical talent to Gladys Swoverland and my bewitching smile to Blanche Simons. I. Esther Stull, leave all of my powder rags t » Irene Kreyman. I. Hazel Kleckner, do will all the old rags left in the sewing room to Uncle Otto Thompson so that he may have the desks polished as never before. 1. Damans Mctsker, leave my brown dress to be displayed on Hebe, so that the high school may look natural next year. I. Russell VanVactor. leave my celluloid collar to Harold Fries so that he won’t have to spend all his money on laundry. I. Lawton Brown, leave all my books to William Cordick on condition that he sell all his unused books.

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| Class Prophecy | By WINIFRED WUNDERLICH. “As I walked thru the wilderness of this world. 1 lighted on a certain place where w.as a den. and laid me down In that place to sleep; and as I slept I dreamed a dream. —Bunyan. AS 1 tossed on my bed of roses and straw. I earnestly besought the God- dess of Sleep to come and carry me to the Land of Rest and Sweet Oblivion, and 1 , my entreaty was heard and granted, for she drew near and with her came her handmaiden, the Dream Lady. A wonderful drowsiness stole over me; a train of thoughts and fancies engulfed me and I dreamed; and dreaming saw approach lightly and gavly a fairy, which on coming near questioned me saying, “If thou couldst view certain of thy friends as they shall appear in a future decade, whom wouldst thou choose?” Rapidly I thought how dear to me were my classmates of 17 and how they would welcome me with open arms while I disclosed my wonderful knowl- edge. and how much striving and anxiety over weighty love intricacies it would eliminate and all in all what a thrilling experience it would be, and I answered in hushed tones. “My Classmates.” Then before my eyes is unfolded a vast panorama wherein familiar fig- ures move, but the surroundings are strange. I discover Ford Keyser a prosperous agent for Ford cars. All he does is hand his card to a prospective buyer and when they observe that he thinks so much of the car that he calls himself by it. it's a sure sale. However we knew Ford would be a success in whatever he chose. He insisted that I visit his wife, our former Nellie Head. Nellie was just winding her gas buggy preparatory to gliding up town where she holds the office of recorder. She has had ample experience along this line in her high school days for she always kept a record of the times she was on the honor roll. She has the record framed and it now adorns the wall above the fireplace in their home. This scene fades and before me I see a spacious and well appointed of- fice and here, monarch of all he surveys, reigns the Hon. Chester Wright. Chet liked his job of writing the Senior Class Will so well that he thought he would write wills all his life and turned lawyer. Our Demure Anna Cain offi- ciates under the head of stenographer and general utilities. Chet is also one of the directors of a matrimonial bureau across the hall. That's how he got Pearl Miller for his better half, but sh----. don’t tell I told you. they don’t want it advertised. Ruth VanVactor and Amelia Wise are the general managers of the marriage factory and are getting rich quick at it. The way they work it is something like this: if their clients don’t fall for Amelia's giggling they are sure to admire Ruth’s solemnity and so they never lose a customer. I hear Amelia and Russell Truex are engaged and thru their own agency. Then bright lights dazzle my eyes and I pass into the famous “Morcombe Theatre” where the vaudeville feature of the evening is Arthur Sylvester Becknell, who has taken the place of Montgomery and Stone in the funny world, to the general satisfaction of the public. Miss Eulalia Twomey, col-