Southeastern High School - Blue and White Yearbook (Chillicothe, OH)

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. Page12 THE BLU.E AND WHITE ummnewaf-saawaemhesemfeaenawfamesauweswaeswQQH Dgisawnwhhhwawefeawahuemawfeaememmwqfeuehfefeh ugh: 'Vi ' .QQ L. Richmondale Can it be true? On the seventh day of September, 1933, the little ship, The Richmondale High School, stood at anchor at the wharf of a new school year. Its passengers were a crew of silly Freshmen who were attempt- ing the voyage made on the old ship by many others. The captain explained that the voyage of high school life was in reality to be over four seas, but seemed to be one great sea. Its passengers who started out on this voyage were: Quentin Coy, Paul French, Merle Morton, Carl Oyer, Loren Simpson, Walter Spindler, Zelma Fisher, Irene Fairchild, Elma Hatfield, Evangeline Hardesty, Clara Ray, Pauline Spindler, Helen Wood, Normal Estep, and Reubin Jones. With many hardships to endure, and many storms to weather -the old ship brought them safely into the Sophomore year. As Sophomores in 1934, we were respected a little more by our upper classmen. We found we had lost four members, namely: Loren Simpson, Clara Ray, Pauline Spindler, and Reubin Jones. The great downfall of this class was when Betty Shear and Joyce Hatfield were added to the crew. We thought it was time to elect ofiicers for such a refined class. When the smoke of the election cleared up, we found the officers were as follows: President, Carl Oyerg vice president, Betty Shear, secretary, Zelma Fisherg and treas- urer, Joyce Hatfield. As the ship sailed into the third sea, which we called the Junior year of 1935, we were called young ladies and young gentlemen. We found we had four of our crew missing, namely: Carl Oyer, who had taken up farm- ing as an occupation, Zelma Fisher, who had set sail for Waverly, Elma Hatfield, who decided that she knew all she could ever be taughtg and Helen Wood, who had pulled up stakes and sailed for Mt. Sterling. However, three new members joined our crew. They were Paul Pleas- ant, from Londonderry, who came to us, thereby taking a great load from Mr. White's shoulders, Lester Bell from Chillicothe, who brought city edu- cation with himg and Berniece Roush, who came from Huntington, causing sighs of relief to come from the teachers there. This made our roll as fol- lows: Paul French, Merle Morton, Norman Estep, Evangeline Hardesty, Betty Shear, Joyce Hatfield, and Walter Spindler. We lived up to the title of being rather dignified until Joyce and Merle disgraced us in the Jun- ior Play. We had to start all over again. As the ship sailed into the fourth and last great sea in September of 1936, all the members from the preceding year were abroad, with the addition of a new member, Helen Wood, who had returned for an education. All these said it had been a most wonderful voyage and we have gathered many souvenirs from every port and are striving to guard against taking unto our- selves anything which would not be of service to us on the greater voyage of Real Life upon which we are now to embark. On May 7, 1937, we presented our Senior play, The Scarecrow Creeps, at the Town Hall, with great success. Our baccalaureate services were held at the Richmondale Methodist Church, May 16, with Rev. Williams giving the address, and again at Londonderry Methodist Church, May 23, with Rev. Fields. Our joint Commencement was held May 25, 1937, at the Chillicothe High School Auditorium.-Merle Morton. vHeaawaeawwQwaaemahawwawfQaweawseawuhc'L9Q Myahhhhwaahwwaamaawhmawawewvhbmaahhwqh

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THE BLUE AND WHITE Page11 fqfqueawhhhfqwmhwwasawmfswawwuhwwhhhwfewfeeggQ D659feafqwmwwwqf-swsasamwqawwwawawihwmwhwezwq Q Q I 1 K V . lv fs ,fi l S S M' VN f - - .,... Liberty Does it not seem hard to realize that the class of '37, with all its ex- perience was ever a class of silly young Freshmen? There was nothing in our brains but a lot of nonsense and a few facts we had learned in the grade schools. Our chief dream was of the day we would be wise, dignified Seniors and rule as we were being ruled. We thank our teachers for helping put valuable material into our brains during our four years of High School. On that bright day of September a large number of Freshmen came to school. Our opening event was to be taken to the pump by upper classmen. The first few days we were taught the rules around school. Our Freshman year we took little interest in school activities although a large group came out for basketball, most were unsuccessful in getting on the squad. A few Freshmen took part in musical events. The beginning of the Sophomore year, our class had dwindled to twenty- nine members, although a few new members had entered. We had candidates for the basketball squad, chorus, and plays. We had gained some material during the two years. We still had the jobs to do around the school with the upper classmen as our bosses. Wade sang the boys' solo at the contest, and this was our bright event of the year. Our Junior year, we were swell-headed and knew everything, even more than the teachers. Our class had dwindled to twenty-five. We dominated the basketball squad with five members, four of them on the first team. We had many candidates for track and the musical contest. Wade sang the boys' solo again. Our Junior play was the high spot for our class that year, the proceeds of which went toward the Junior-Senior party. How we hated to give the Seniors a party! Then, 1936 dawned. Only twenty-one of our original thirty-four mem- bers had weathered the storms. After a few weeks, our class had dropped to sixteen, who finished school. The class was glad to unite with the Rich- mondale Seniors under the name of Southeastern. We were now the rulers instead of being ruled. Our class was represented very well in all school activities. To climax it all was the Senior play which was aided by the help of two .Junior girls. The plays and class nights were held separately. Baccalau.eate services were combined and conducted as that of the Southeastern High School. The finale was the joint Commencement at Chillicothe High School Audi- torium, May 25. So ending all, we, the Senior class of 1937, break our ties and bindings with the Southeastern High School to join the wide world where we will be our own teachers. . . Mike Thompson. qwmmmnammmmmwmeewmwawumacigi DC'Wah wwwwwwmwunawmamammmw

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THE BLUE AND WHITE Page13 humanfewqweb.-wwuwqhhwwawwhwe-mhhfewewuwh D619uuwafef-Newwwwwefewqfeuhfewqwmwwewhwfqwwfqa PN 5 ass propglicecy J Last evening, at the theatre, I received the surprise of my life. Every one of the South- eastern graduates of '37 were in the picture. Here are the roles they played: Joyce Hatfield is Superintendent of Nurses at the Never Return Hospital, and having a grand time of it. After a few more years of experience, she expects to be special nurse to the Dionnes. Merle Morton is star comedian. His jokes, recently discovered in King Tut's Tomb, have a slight aroma, verifying that old proverb, Time will tell. The leading lady is Betty Shear. She'll have you crying one minute and laughing the next. Of course, she marries the hero and lives hap- pily ever after. Before you now is the villain, Walter Spind- ler. 'Tis he who planned and executed that heartless robbery last week. You know, the one in which two-months-old Beverly Bumblebee was robbed of a bottle three-fourths full of milk. But no more robberies will occur, for we have a new constable, Norman Estep. Yes, the same master-mind who captured Johnny Sleepy- head, that ruthless murderer who was wanted for killing Time. The hero? Well, I'll tell you, it's Paul Pleasant. Of course, he's the hero. Didn't he save himself from drowning by not jumping off that 75-foot bridge into two feet of water? Didn't he save himself a good scolding by not throwing paper wads and chewing gum? What's more heroic than that, I ask you? Here is our friend, Jane Norton, as waitress in a restaurant. Well, I suppose a waiter and waitress should get along well. A scene from one of the large night clubs shows Lucille Tweed, singer and dancer. That's great, Lu, but we didn't expect it. Here's a distinguished, wealthy lady, wife of the city's richest man. She's bedecked with furs and diamonds, which are a dream come true. It's Josephine Gillette. Now this graceful dancer is Ruth Thomp- son. Her dream boat has come home, for she is top-notch in the world of twinkling toes and bright lights. Here's handsome Donald Hess, star base- ball player. He plays on the pig league team. The ball never gets away from himg it is one of those you bounce on a rubber band. He can really hit a ball, too. Evangeline Hardesty is a dancer-and, of course, every good show must have a dancer. She can dance anything from a two-step to the Charleston, and do it very well indeed. We don't mind if she doesn't stay with the piano, or has to stop and rest frequently. Neither do we mind if she gets mixed up and does a two- step in place of the clog that has been an- nounced. We know good dancing when we see it! Paul French is the dignified judge, and he severely punishes any wrongdoers. It is he whose duty it is to sentence the villain-and we certainly pity Walter. This judge has been known to give long sentences at hard labor for crimes less horrible than Walter's. Why, in one case he gave a criminal two hours in the city's largest restaurant, and forced him to eat every- thing he could lay his hands on. Bernice Roush is the judge's pretty sten- ographer, and is he proud of her ability! She's the only one he could find who could do his workg that is, take dictation at two words a minute without making more than a dozen mis- takes. And she never takes more than three days to get out a letter. Helen Woods is the landlady, one of those quiet individuals. You couldn't get her to say more than a couple thousand words if you talked to her a whole minute. In this scene you see Mike Thompson and John Bethel, handsome proprietors of the Ma- trimonial Bureau, Experience for this work was gained in high school. Now Forest Retherford, he-man cowboy of Texas. He's the latest cowboy heart-breaker of QConc1uded on page 273 awwabhhvhahwammwha-as-hahaha:-.mhzmuhhhhGSLQG DQ78whwfqhwwhhwwwawmwmw-mf-.f-if-ufeahalemewewaf-H