Rensselaer High School - Chaos Yearbook (Rensselaer, IN)

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THE 1916 CHAOS llllll!i,:illllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII(ll!llllllll|lilllllllllllllllllllll!ll!lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllljllllllllllll!llll!lllllllllllllllilllllllllllltlllN the highest pinnacle of social perfection when we successfully entertained about one hundred invited guests, including the Seniors, at a reception given at the Armory. Thus passed our Junior year. Senior, how hard we worked to gain that title, yet having gained it we could not repress a slight feeling of regret that this was the last year of our happy high school life ; then too, we missed the pleasant leadership of Mr. Sharp, our former principal, who had grown dear to the heart of every member of the class. This year several new members from nearby towns joined our class and strove with us to make the class one to be long remembered in th e history of R. H. S. So it is — uneventful are the annals of our class until the closing days. Work, some worry, success and disappointments, days of anxious waiting, days when all seemed wrong, seemingly times when all was useless, but let us remember the good and forget the evil, remember only our friend- ships and forget our petty differences, just now — for the last time — let us be one united body. And now, as we separate, perhaps never to meet and clasp hands as a class, on this earth, let each of us depart to his work, in friendship and good fellowship that will be everlasting. May each one remember our high school days as one bright spot on the shores of time. Evelyn Freeland l!lli:il!lllillllllll1llilllllllllll!lllllinilll!!illlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllilllllllHllllllilllllllM Pa e Twenty-two

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RENSSELAER, INDIANA iiiwmiimii tstorp of Class of 1916 In the balmy days of Autumn, 1912, we, the members of the present graduating class, entered these halls of learning. We were strangers to each other, strangers in strange surroundings, gathered from far and near, but it was here in Rensselaer and in this institution that we cast our lots, for weal or woe, for the purpose of learning the wonderful arts and sciences of our chosen courses. , Then it was that we became the inhabitants of the old building and here for a time we had to bear the taunts of our “s uperiors, the upper- classmen, but only for a short time as they soon learned that we were no weaklings. We fretted at our slow beginnings and could not understand wby we were not jabbering Latin and German with the true foreign accents in a few weeks. Ah, those first few weeks until our first vacation, how many of our rose tinted dreams were shattered in that time. Our short vacation passed and with it passed the “old building, for R. H. S. moved into its new home across the street, an event which was held in joyous anticipation by every member of the class. Winter came and went and the latter part of the year passed very much as did the first until one day, almost before we realized it, the curtain dropped upon the last scene of our Freshman year and we were h reshmen no longer. The following September found us again together. To be sure some new faces were among us now, filling the places of those who had dropped out, but we were joyful in our welcome to each other and another year as schoolmates. This year brought some changes in the faculty, Mr. Dean who had successfully guided us through our Freshman year became the city school superintendent, and Mr. Sharp, the Chemistry teacher, became our prin- cipal. For the first few weeks we took especial delight in watching “the little Freshies” wander aimlessly up and down the hall. Forgetting that only one short year had passed since we occupied the same position. Soon we began to feel of more importance and the seeds of talent began to grow. Some took active part in athletics, while others began to develop oratorical and literary abilities. - To break the monotony of the school routine, about the middle of October we gave a class party at the home of Robert Reeve. A very pleasant evening was spent by all in attendance, and we judged by the hilarity going on outside, the rest of the high school enjoyed themselves also. School moved quietly along with us until the upper-classmen were all planning their elaborate festivities and we decided to celebrate the fact that in a few days we would be Juniors, so we gave another class party, this time at Margaret Babcock’s, and as before hilarity reigned supreme on the outside while we had a very enjoyable time within. There were just twenty-eight of us now that began our work as Juniors. At this time we took up the more complicated forms of work and perhaps this was the busiest year of our high school life. This was to be a never-to-be-forgotten period in our lives, for at the Senior reception in February we made our first bow in the real social life of school. Then on the evening of June the second, we felt that we had reached IIIIIIIIIIIIIHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIinM Pajfe Twenty-one

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RENSSELAER, INDIANA IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIU Juniors COLORS Pink and Green FLOWER Pink Rose MOTTO Ad Astra Per Aspera lllllllllillllllllllllllllllllllllllllillllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllH Pa e Twenty-three