South Whitley High School - Reflector Yearbook (South Whitley, IN)

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THE CAREER OF THE SOPHOMORES In the year of 18 the Freshman Company, consisting of twenty-seven un- skilled actors and actresses, entered upon a tour through the land of knowl- edge; under the faithful guidance of the acknowledged High School professors. By direction of Mr. Gregg the company organized as an official body. Thus we were ready for the first rehearsal with the dreaded Latin, Math, Science and English. Our leading lady was Mabel Mishler, making a general average of 94 per cent. Altho she carried honors of the stage, she met with difficult com- petitors. By dilgent study, daily rehearsals and social activities we passed the first land-mark of our journey. Again in the fall of ' 19 our company reorganized; now declaring ourselves as Sophomores, entered upon our second tour; this time directed by Supt. Mosher and other skilled professors. A few members of our old company, having become dissatisfied with stage life, left us, and entered on the stage of Life. However these places were filled by more skilled actors, and this year we were able to produce better plays. Mabel Mishler still remains our leading lady. Altho the productions are more difficult, requiring more time we now close the second tour with much praise and fame. Prudence White, 22.

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CHARACTERISTICS OF THE JUNIOR CLASS Mary Reed — Sam — Some Senior boys are so nice. Ruth Keller — Rudie — Gee! he is cute. Dorothy Essig — Dot — This old Geometry is awful. Ruth ({off— Ruthie — Oh! I don ' t believe I know. Ruth Howes— C. H. — I think red hair is beautiful. Reva Fox — Foxy — I think Harry is nice, don ' t you? Alpha Striggle — Betsy — I ' m Gonna. Lezeth Bates — Bates — I presume so. Cora Geist — Ikey — And he had the cutest moustache. Joe Myers— Shorty — Mr. Fairfield, here is a quarter you left lay. Ralph Mink — Greene — Good gracious, what did you Boyd Myers — Pete — Well seeing as how it ' s you Freeman Kiefer — Cleta — I ' m no ladies ' man. Mervyn Hardingham — Dav — Turn around there. Lester Kaler — Jim — Give me some smokin ' . Kellis Kite — Kellie — I should say not. Walter Galbreath — Pat — Say when is the next dance? Hugh Lancaster — Diggle — Why does she look at me Like that for? ' Erie Matson — Al — What did you say her address was? Walter Smith — Smithie — Yes. 1 guess. Now I lay me down to rest. At my lessons I ' ve done my best, 1 hope I die before I wake, For I ' ve got two exams to take. (Next day during exam, trying to overcome a desire to crib.) I ' ll be canned if I do 1 shall and I shan ' t. I will and I won ' t. And flunk if I don ' t.

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