Plymouth High School - Mayflower Yearbook (Plymouth, IN)

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11325. ev. If- . Twenty-eight iulower' lass Song fTune to Those Old Time Melodies J I. Our High School Days now are over, We're leaving you all today, Sometimes it's true, we have felt blue, And, no doubt you've felt that way too. Now we are leaving forever, And we are real sad to say: Scenes you hold dear, will always appear, Just when you're leaving' this way. Chorus How We'll miss our teachers and we'll miss our classmates too. How we'll miss those dear days spent, while learning all those rules P. H. S. How we'll miss the good old days in dear old Those are days that somehow we can never try forget. Goodbye little Freshies, and goodbye dear Sophies too. Goodbye Juniors we are leaving our own place to you. Hoping too, that some day all of your success' will be Woven into some sweet melody. II. Miss Jamison, our dear class adviser, You have been steadfast and true, Always on hand, ready to lend, Helped us and guided us thru, And dear Miss Renwick, we will say, In Algebra, Geometry too, You've done you're best, just like the rest, Shown us the way day by day. Chorus To you Mr. Annis our dear principal and prof. We wish to say we didn't mean to do things we should not. Mr. Stallings too, who made all of those real good rules. Taught us good in history and athletics too. Dear Miss Boss, so sweet with all those pretty, lively tunes. She was always there to drive away those awful blues. Mr. Boyer in debate, the best in any state. We, will never, never forget you. III. Miss Schlosser we never can tell you, How we appreciate you. You've been so good, just as you should, You've been a pal good and true. Miss Galbreath and dear Mrs. Boyer All you've done no one can tell. You've done your best, gave us fine tests, You, no one else can excel. Chorus Goodbye Mr. Hensel, we are sad we're leaving you, Don't worry, there'll be more sweet girls, and some with eyes Just the same we want to say that you have helped so much, Taught us all about shorthand, Commercial work and such. Mr. Cook we'll sure miss you, For you have been so true, Miss Beasley and Miss North, the same always to you and you. Last of all, we'll miss the things that all the teachers give, Those unavoidable detention slips. Julia Fanning and Margaretha Kelver. so blue,

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1 Se 4' ,L1 Fax .33 ,...,:.. --f ... lower from Florida and that Frances had not given up her music. I was very glad to hear she hadn't. On coming out of the hotel we met our former president, Howard Grossman. He is practising law in Chicago and has two private stenographers, Olive Schroeder and Bertha Green, two more of our-classmates. He also told me that lvlargaretha Kelver was playing with lllr. Hensel, the world famous violinist. I asked Howard about Dale Rains and he told me that Dale was selling patent medicine down at Culver. VVho would have believed it of Dale who used to always be on the Honor Roll. Also that Donald Bame was head waiter at the Star Cafe. This was an- other shock for us. Some more valuable information that How- ard bestowed on us was that Alves O'Keefe was with a company in New York advertising collars which were taking the place of those famous Arrow Collars and that Herschel Green was running a second-hand store in New York City. These boys seem to like the big city, don't you think? I suppose you have read a lot about Allen Rudd since he has fallen in the footsteps of Henry Ford. I heard about him several times when I was in Europe. I guess he's now making a new car called the Shenifield. Also, I heard it ran without gasoline. llly goodness! what will they invent next? On strolling down the next block a very appetizing window took my eye. This was a delicatessen shop owned by our friend Bernice South. We stopped and had quite a chat with her and she told me that Anna Buzzle was now working in Don's Parlor, having charge of the candy part of it. From the crowd that goes in and out of this store I know that she has a very profitable business. I also met some of our under-classmen in there, too. Well, lVIelba, this is nearly lengthy enough so I'd better close. Your old friend, RUTH. Twenty-seven

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