Plymouth High School - Mayflower Yearbook (Plymouth, IN)

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vi v SKNQ We Class Prophecy 'U- It was on a wonderful day in May, 1925, that I came upon a little brook near the edge of a wood. Tired from my long walk, I sat down beside the stream and began to think of the class of '19, Suddenly I was startled to hear a tiny voice call me, and turned around to find a tiny fairy resting upon zz tiny white cloud. Noting my surprise, the fairy explained that she was the Goddess of the Things That XVere,', and that her special charge was the class of '19. Accepting her invitation I climbed onto the cloud, and was surprised to find myself no larger than the fairy. ' As we were in the country, it was only natural that we should first visit a farm. A large part of the farm seemed to be devoted to the raising of every kind of pig, from the Poland China, down to the Guinea Pig, and I knew that Alonzo and Goldie had united their efforts, and were making a success of their chosen industry. The cloud floated on for sometime when we drifted over the now thriv- ing town of Harris. A large sign reading The Harris Herald, told me that the town boasted of a newspaper. XVe fioated past a window, and to my surprise, I saw Cleatus Hahn seated at the editor's desk. Judging from the success of the annual put out in '19, I always knew Cleatus would make :1 good editor. Kenneth Lackey has secured a position as cartoonist. On the opposite side of the street, another window was open. As we floated past this window, I heard the rapid clicking of a typewriter, and upon looking in at the iwindow, I saw Naomi Schroeder seated at the typewriter, while our former President, Roy English paced up and down the room, rapid- ly dictating his next speech to be made at the next merchants meeting of the city. The now thriving town of Linkville was the next visited. The town was celebrating the election of their second mayor with parades and music. A shining brass band rounded the courthouse corner and I recognized the leader, Floyd Cullison. The next in line was a suffrage band, and I was sur- prised to see our former debator Flora Davis, at the head of the procession. Again we were in the country, and directly below us were a large num- ber of buildings. Lots of little kids were playing in the yards as we floated over the grounds, and I knew the place to be an4Orphans Home. And what do you think! There was Vera Mills, matron, and Marie Baugher as as- sistant. I now found myself in Burr Oak. The town had become a large ath- letic center. A large Gymnasium had been erected in the suburbs and Chaun- TIIIRTY

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W! the underclassmen be surprised in the morning when they see our colors draped everywhere in the assembly room and our banner flying from the Steeple. I know some that are not going to take much pleasure sitting un- der them. Can't help it though, Freshmen. XVe have to celebrate some way so be good losers. lVe are going to pull off a little stunt in the morning. April 21. Inter-class Track-XVhoopsll Took first in everything except high jump and most of the seconds. Some athletes in our class. lVe're pround of them too. May 3. Oratorical contest!! Kenneth Lackey won the Uratorical and Rieta Zehner the Declamation Both the High School representatives were chosen from our class. Isn't it iust too good to be true? May 29. Diary Dear do you realize that tonight is the last time l'll ever write in you again? Aren't you sorry. just think it's all over now. Haven't decided yet whether I am glad or sorry. I know there are a lot of things 'l am going to miss terribly next year. For instance -losie's lecturers on whis- pering and all his favorite sayings. Also Crook's extemporanious speeches. llVhoever told that man he was good at that?l More than either of these l'll miss my class-mates. After all there is nothing more worth while in one's High School life than the friendships formed there. Then there's our class advisor, Miss Renwick. Don't think I've forgotten her in my Diary. livery Senior is sort of backward about mentioning her name simply because he never can find nice enough things to say about her. And I'm in the same lioat, Diary. No one who hasn't worked right with her knows of the time she spent on the Senior annual and of the worry and responsibility connected with it. XVe surely appreciate, it Miss Renwick. And now Diary I know I l1aven't told you about our junior-Senior banquet, Baccalaureate, Commence- ment or anything. But I'm too sleepy tonight. Some other time maybe. This was the end of her diary. The boy looked up from the book and said VVell Gramsey that class of '19 must have been some class. XVouldn't mind belonging to it myself. He received no answer so spoke again. This time in a louder tone but still no answer. He looked at the old lady and saw that she had fallen asleep with a smile upon her face like that of a school girl. OFFICERS :- NX President- Roy English ll, 3, -lil Harold Pifer 125. Vice-Presidents-Cleatus Hahn ll, 23, Harold Pifer Q3, 4j. Secretary-Mildred Lemert Ill, Rieta Zellner f2, 3, 45. Treasurer-Esther Bosworth ill, Ilo Mead KZD, Cleatus Hahn f3,4l. ESTHER BOSNVORTH, 'l9. D TWENTY NINE

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322 W cy Goodmann had secured the position of coach, with Forrest Hoover and Bill Richeson as assistants. Then I saw the Inseparables. I was drifting along through the coun- try, when I noticed a large building. As we floated past a window, I looked in and who do you think I saw? jane, Mildred and Esther. They had com- bined their various talents, viz. dancing, music and tatting, and had started lv school for girls. Then I drifted through Hibbard. Here Clifford Drake had started a Model Pharmacy all his own. I guess Earl Parker is learning the trade un-- der Clifford, for I saw him standing in the door of the shop. Hibbard seem- ed to have special attractions for many of the class '19, for I also saw Mil- dred Myers, who has a millinery store and sells all the latest hats direct from Plymouth. And there was 'Hope Gibson too. I don't know what Hope was doing in I-Iibbard, but I have my suspicions. It was only natural that from Hibbard we should drift into Culver and past the Academy. Here Rulo was installed as leader of the Academy handy and I am quite sure that he was a success. Here I also saw Pifer who was, and still is, I guess, the director in the athletic department of the Academy. Harold and Rieta have a very cosy little home near the edge of the lake. Maxey was engaged in directing the chorus class of the Culver High school when we passed that building, hence we didn't linger. Again the country looked familiar, and soon I discovered that we were again in the country north of Plymouth. XVe floated over a field where two girls were busily cutting hay. Sure enough, it was Iris and Lillian, who had completed their agricultural curses at Purdue, and were making good use of their newly acquired knowledge. On a tiny farm, and all by their lonesome, lived Ilo and Esther. Most of the farm seemed to be devoted to raising Howers and chickens. Ollie Wfebster also lives on a farm, but not in single bliss. It was too far to go to Indianapolis, but the little fairy told me that Ruth Nichols was making her home there. As we were again nearing Plymouth, which is still my home, I thanked the fairy for her kindness, and asked to be taken home. just about two miles from Plymouth, I passed the school-house, where I have spent the last four years. q I awoke! Dazed, I glanced around me and was surpised to see that the tiny white cloud had changed to a large black one: and was still more sur- prised to learn that it had all been only a dream. But I am sure that all the members of '19 are successful. THICLMA KYSER, 'l9. THIRTY ONE