Rensselaer High School - Chaos Yearbook (Rensselaer, IN)

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EMIL WILEY MANLEY Stormy Thesis— Greateal invcmlniu ot Our Tlm». Treasurer Lincoln Society. Yoviif and Innocent. EBay coin No maid need amlle at mo. CATHERINE LOUISE WATSON Kate Thoxta— Klorrnev NIkMIkkuk and the Ked Oroaa Society. Vice-1 Ten Ido nt Lincoln Society. Serene. Hyxterlca. Good reader. May I Kovern my r salons with absolute sway. and grow Winer and hotter a life wear away. EMILY THOMPSON Em Then la—• lieethovon.'' Chairman Lincoln Proaram Commit roe. 80 expressive. Inquisitive. Graceful. Ic't the world elide, let the world ko. a (Ik for a care, and a Hk for a woe. MARIAN ALTA PARKER Mary- Ann Thoa la— Co-education In the I nlted State . President Webater Society. Shark. Surf race tie. Rasy. ‘ She hath blessed and artrnc- live rvM •• LABAN RAY WILCOX Lady The la— Aerial Navlicatlon. Vice- Pmildent Webater Society. Fusaer. Loves life. Gentle. Manly. “He’ll entertain us for hours with Mimicry. PAGE TWENTY Mow is your commencement dress going to l c made? —Senior girl.

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We first began to think of trying our hand for athletics. We didn't have a chance before liecausc Freshmen are. by silent consent, almost shut out of such things; they must learn more, you know, and get sort of fitted into the groove before they arc allowed to have a sthare in any important enterprise. We were getting smart, too; that is. in our own opinions. We had learned that x and y were unknown quantities, and, if you wanted to know what they were, you would have to find out for yourself. Emerson says something to this wise: “That if you arc great ami build your house in the woods, the world will make a beaten path to your door. We found out that the old proverb was true. Hie door, in this case, was the door to the old physics lab. the beaten path was the right hand side of the south stairway at the old High School building, and the world, be it known, was a certain high school girl. N'uf said. Is it any wonder then, that we l cgan to have the fever”? But when we received our pass” to become Juniors, we could well afford to feel proud, and say luck had followed us. for then we felt that we were just a little bit better than the common people, meaning, of course, the Sophs and Frcshies. And one. especially, seemed- to be different from all the rest, maybe not any smarter than some, maybe no better looking, but at all events, he of all the class, was marked out by Fate as being the one to depart first from the narrow, stony jraths of school life. And consequently, he threw off the old rules of the pursuit after knowledge and entered into the blissful IhuhIs of matrimony. Then. too. it was that we moved into the new building and took upon ourselves the burden of keeping the walls free from pencil marks, which is extremely hard for young folks, especially when it is too warm to close the windows, and the sun shines brightly, and the birds sing merrily. One wants to be up and a-doing with nature. But NOW the aforesaid white walls, those upon the stage, arc beautifully decorated with blotches of black, spattered artistically here and PAGE NINETEEN Ammunition and powder there (during the Minstrel show at the County hair) showing some darky's inability to keep upon his feet in the exhausting intricacies of the cake-walk. At the close of the year, we did just what Junior classes done since the beginning of time; we gave a Junior reception. Everybody enjoyed it, of course, but we most of all; we were privileged to pay for it. out of the kindness of our hearts, and rejoiced in the paying. It is more blessed to give than to receive.” But now we are Seniors, it is spring, and almost time when we shall graduate. We now number thirty-three, and we think we are the nicest, pleasantest, and most learned class that has ever left this good old R. H. S. as graduates. We have always lent a helping hand in all school activities and it is largely through our efforts that our High School has attained the glory that now is hers. Altho we occupy but two rows of scats on one side of the assembly, we think that our name will go down in history in some manner thuswisc: The Senior Class of '14 is the ideal Senior class and it is the ambition of every successive class to endeavor to reach the fame and popularity that we have attained. We feel that by so doing they will be benefitting themselves and have some hope of being recognized as our followers. But I suppose we have our faults as well as our merits. Occasionally, one of us gets the so-called spring fever, which, according to our opinion, means that we would like to play hooky” for a day or two. and fish all day or sleep beneath the shade of an apple tree; or. in other words, to be knee-deep in June.” And it is said that it will not be long after we graduate l efore one of the girls will-------, but perhaps it was just a rumor. Thus, we members of the Class of 1914. arc preparing to graduate, proud that we have been students, and now are Seniors of the Rensselaer High School. FF.RNE F.. TII.TON, ’14 room.’’—Ladies’ Rest Room.

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ERNEST GERALD OARRIOTT Ernie The I — Irrigation In the W«.“ Webater Society. Quiet. Rather Intelligent. Bum-fuL Pray you. whom iloe he love. ETHEL G. CLARK Bunch The ! — Modern Surgical Wonder and Their l romoter . Webster Literary Society, ladylike. Jolly. Curly hair. How sweet and gracious. even In common speech BETTY LORENE WARREN Betty Theala— Typea of American Humorists. Webater l.lterary Society. Modest. Some man 'll get her. Oh. undistinguished apace of woman's will. NELLIE HELEN DELONG NalT Theala— Panama Canal. Webster l.lterary Society. Studious. Amiable. Serloua. Much wisdom often goes with few words. HAROLD LEO FIDDLER Fiddler'' Theala— Elll Island Lincoln Literary Society. ' Vouthful. Condescending. On selfish. None but himself can be hla parallel. PACK TWENTY-ONE ■Joke on Emil Hanley! B-u-r-r! —Ruth Wood