Racine High School - Racina Yearbook (Racine, OH)

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-The Racina Edith: We saw two people sitting there. But they were so engross- ed in each other that thev did not see us. But I can understand why they should act that way. (She looks meaningly at Homer) Freda: Isn’t it nice to have four anyway married in our class. Coell: Edith, I never thot you would. Edith: Never thot I’d get married? Well, you’ve got another thot coming then. But then of course some people never get a chance to. Dillon: We sure are glad that some of us got a chance anyway. (Edith W. rushes in) Edith W.: Are you all here yet? I thot of a call I had to make and forgot all about coming back till a few minutes ago, so I gave him a dose of sleeping powders and here I am. (Doris and Ed come in from the window and stop short at seeing the crowd. Myrtle and Kathleen and Mary dance gaily out from the bedroom and also stop short. Then the door opens and Dorothy and Ben Petrel enter accompanied by a stylishly dressed young lady.) Dorothy: Well, it looks as tho you were all here and look whom we captured. Ben Petrel: Yes, behold! the one whose hand guided the pen which wrote those sweet lines I read to you this afternoon. Ora: Not our Everell? Everell: Yes, Ben came down to my apartments like ‘a bat on the wings of night’ and told me to come right up here and be prepared to recite somethin ? appropriate for the occasion. I have it nearly all composed. Would you like to hear it? All: Yes, yes. Everell: (Coming to the front, clasping her hands and assuming a pose) Very well, I have called it ‘Bring Back My Golden Sch°ol Days.’ Dorothy: But wait, is everyone here? Ben P.: (looking around) I’m sorry Dorothy, but there is still one that I have not found and that is---- All: Delbert Morris. (Delbert rushes in with a pad and pencil in his hand.) Delbert: Did I hear my name called? Something seemed strangely familiar in the sound. I am reporter for the New York Sun and I heard that there was going to be| a reunion of some sort up here. (He '•ornes forward and looks closer. A look of amazement dawns on his face.) Why, I believe there is a reunion of--- All: 1920. Dorothy: (leading Everell again to the center) Now. 29

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Ruth: (startled) You haven’t succumbed too, have you Frances? Frances: Are you talking of marriage? I’d like to know what is so terrible about that? I think marriage'is very nice, it— Coell: It’s drudgery and hard work and bondage, the world to help your fellowman. Your place is in Ben: Coell’s getting wound up now and doesn’t it remind you of your senior years? Ora: Don’t Ben, remembrance of our school days only makes us sad to think how far apart we are now. Frances: Far apart! Our old senior class! Never! Why, I’ll always love to think of R. H. S. and no matter where I am it always makes all the kindly feelings I possess to rise to the surface. Dillon: You’ve about said it, Frances. Ruth: But you never gave Frances a chance to explain those sur- rounding walls of which she spoke. Frances: And I forgot to tell you! I’m teaching Latin at Vassar. Coell: Vassar? Well, we are all making our places in the world af- ter all, aren’t we? Ben: Well, I should say so. But where are the others? (A woman has entered while he is speakign dressed in a severe uniform.) Winifred: Well, here I am and I want to now if this is old 1920 or her ghost? Would someone please enlighten me? (She sets down her paraphernalia.) Ruth: (going to her) Of course we will. You are now in the midst ofa class reunion of 1920 .only all have not yet arrived; so make yourself at home. Winifred: Now. f this isn’t luck, bu . you know, I came here on busi- ness; I’m chief food insepc or of New York City and I was called here by a Miss Reed to examine milk which she th:nks poisoned her Persian cat. Coell: Well, Winifred, don’t you know who Miss Reed is? It’s Dor- othy and she and Ben Petrel have at last gotten together and planned a reunion for our class. Winifred: I’m awfully glad—but the catf it is my duty------ Ora: Oh, stop talking about, that cat.. This is a reunion. (Homer .appeals thru the. window followed by a woman in a nurse’s costume.) •hr Homer: Now, Edith, this is your surprise. • Edith C: Why, it couldn’t be-- Coell: (rushing to her and giving her a hard squeeze) and we’re almost all here. Edith: Well, I’ll swan, it’s almost too good to be true. Ben: But where are Doris and Ed? Alice: I think you’ll find them out on the fire escape, sketch of them here. Homer: Was it they whom I saw as I came in? Well, it is I have a fine 28

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Everell: Just at dusk as I was sitting In an attitude of repose, A briny tear, it left my lashes, And slowly trickled down my nose, For my thots were slowly turning, Like the salty tear did show. And my heart was yearning, yearning, Yearning like a red, red rose, Memories crowded thick upon me, Of my school-day youthful beaux, And my heart was beating, beating, And resounding to my toes. Oh, to be a child I thot then, But, alas! life has its woes, And I never can return there. Where I once bloomed like a rose. So my fate was sealed and written And my sad heart ceased to moan And reusmed its usual pit-pat Tho my youth was lost and gone. (She recites this with gestures) (All applaud) Edward: There is just one thing lacking. Do you suppose that we could remember our old class yell? Delbert: Sure we could. Let’s see. Who was our cheer leader? Doris: Why, Coell; don’t you remember how she used to get out in front of us and wave her arms about and yell? Alice: Yes, and I’ll bet she hasn't lost any of her vocal powers if she has been preaching to the natives of India and China for five years. Freda: I’d imagine our Salvation Army lassie would have powerful lungs, too. Ruth got two medals over in France, didn’t you, Ruth? Ruth: Yes, but not for yelling. Dorothy: All right, then Coell get out there and lead our old class (Coell takes her position and they give the yell. Alice moves forward and starts drawing them. Delbert is writing and others are grouped around in a semicircle.) Curtain Dorothy Reed. 30