Spencer High School - Spencerian Yearbook (Spencer, IN)

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1926 SPENCERIAN 22 53 11111111 fFrances and Jack gaze at each other in wonder and surprise.J lMark sings.J Frances: Well, did you ever. To think you tuned in, and as luck would have it got Mark. So he married Virginia. That's the greatest surprise yet. But she fairly worshipped him in high school. Jack: Say, Frank, it's mighty queer how many of the old class of '26 we've accidentally run into today, donchaknow? Have you stopped to think? Wonder what's become of the rest of 'em. It's strange what thoughts a fellow does have-just sitting here reminiscing. fDoor-bell rings, Frances, goes to the door, and ushers in Hop Sing, a Chinese laundry-man.J Hop Sing: Hop Sing bringee home the laundree. Sorry so late. Them classy boys they florglot it. They maka me slick. Frances looks at the laundryman fixedly for a few minutes, then cries out excitedly: Why Tut! Tut Noel! It's you! tShe grabs his hand, and pumps it madly. Jack gazes in dumbfoundedj You were Hop Sing in the opera, Once in a Blue Moon, and now are you really a Chinaman? Tut: Didn't know whether you would recognize your old friend or not. It's been ages since I have seen you. Frances: I didn't know you at first because you seem so much like a Chinaman. Tut: Oh, I'm the manager of a big laundry, and mingling with so many Chinamen, one naturally takes up their ways. Nearly everybody thinks I'm the real thing. Frances: I suppose you're still an old bachelor? Tut Cemphaticallyb : Well, I should say not! I've got a peach of a wife. Mary and I've been married five years. Jack Un surpriseb Mary! Tut: Yes, Mary, Mary Hardin. Surely you haven't forgotten her. QRe- lapses into broken Englishj She velly good cook. Cookee Hop Sing rice, Chop Suey. Yum yum. fSmacks his lips.J Frances: Will Wonders ever cease! Nothing can surprise me now. Jack: Say, Tut, do you remember that Chinese song you sang in the opera we gave when we graduated. Sing it for us, won't you? Tut: Sure Mike. fSings Chinese song.J Jack: You know. Tut, it's funny but Frank and I happened to run across so many of our old classmates today. I wonder what has happened to the rest of them. Let's sit down and just talk over old times. Tut: I'm with you. fThey sit before the fire.J Frances: My, my, such a lot has happened the last ten years. Have you any first-hand knowledge of any of the old bunch, Tut? Tut: Mary had a letter from Elma Dillon yesterday. She's the Dean of Women at Romona College, and is making a big success there. We asked her to come over this summer and spend a month With us. Frances: Fine. We'll all have to have a house party. Elma will enjoy the East. Every fool has his day.

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1926 SPENCERIAN 21 Jack treading from labelj : Every day in every way 'twill make you prettier and prettier. 'Pon my word, Frank, did you notice this picture? CFrances peers at the label on the bottle.J It's none other than Sod Stogs- dill! What do you know! So he's turned out to be a manufacturer of cos- metics. Mighty queer, eh what? Frances: I should say so. Not changing the subject, Jack, but there's to be an unusually good show tomorrow night at the Broadway Theatre. The special feature is an act by Spidora, the Enchantressf' She's a won- der. Everybody's raving about her. And Jack, Jack, guess who she is! Our old classmate,.Martha Jackson! Remember how we called her Spidora in high school? She's commercialized the name. fCoaxinglyJ I'd just love to go. Jack: Well, well, now isn't that fine? I've bought tickets for that very show. tProduces two tickets.J We'll go around and see Martha after- wards, and have a little theatre supper. Frances fdelightedlyj : O, I'm so glad. CJack falls to reading again, and Frances picks up a bit of needle- workj. Jack flaughinglyjz Here's what you need, Frank. A permanent wave-guaranteed to last a life-time, eh what? This paper says that a Madame Bolenne has really perfected such a wave that never needs a re- trace. She's the idol of all those bally actresses and society high-brows. fFrances looks at paper over Jack's shoulder.J Frances: Why, Jack! Don't you see her name is Harriet? It's Har- riet Bolen, who graduated in our class. I can't imagine such a thing. CShe shakes her head in bewilderment several times, and begins to sew again. All is quiet for a few moments! Jack CSuddenly sitting up straight and exclaiming in a loud voicel: My word, Frank, listen to this! CReading from newspaperb: Formation of a Hobo Party causes consternation in political circles. Mr. Kenneth Esakson, King of the Hoboes, announces his candidacy in the coming pres- idential election on the Hobo Ticket. Mr. Marquis Mitten is his running mate. This party has been growing rapidly of late, and now has thousands of adherents, including bums, tramps, hoboes, and professional bankrupts. If I am elected! says Mr. Esakson, I promise that you will never have to work any more. 'Plenty of money and nothing to do but have a good time,' is my motto. Frances: What's this country coming to anyway? Jack: Don't know. Looks like anarchy, eh what? But what else can you expect? Swede always was a good hobo, donchaknow? He took the prize at the Senior Hobo Party, remember? And Marquis seems to be cut out for a hobo, too. Makes me feel mighty bloomin' bad though to think that two members of our class should come to be such ciphers. Frances: Me too. Let's have a little music to drive away the blues. Jack: Splendid. I'll see what I can get. Maybe it'll cheer us up, eh what? fGoes to radio and tunes into New York.J Got the Hippodrome Theatre in New York. Radio Announcer: Station S. Y. Z. The next number on the program will be a solo, 'My Indiana Home,' by Mr. Mark Peden, world-famous bari- tone. He is accompanied by his wife, Mrs. Virginia Hill Peden, a renowned pianist. Mice and men are the only things that frighten women.

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1926 SPENCERIAN 23 Z Tut: Say, folks, there's one person I'm very anxious to know about. Do you happen to have any news of Leona Ferguson? Were she and Ralph married? We expected it right after graduation, you know. Jack: Strange things do happen sometimes donchaknow? As you say we all thought they'd soon be out on Rattlesnake contentedly raising pigs and chickens. But no, I was talking to a fellow the other day who knows Ralph very intimately, and he told me about their whole affair. It seems the two had a grand row on that dav of all days, their wedding day over the age-old question as to who should be head of the house and the parson had to go back home without a marriage fee. Ralph claimed he was the rightful head of the house, and I don't say he was wrong, and Leona vowed arild Eileclared she was. They couldn't agree, so they agreed to disagree, eh w a . Frances: That's right. But neither of them has ever married. Tut: Still, true to their first love, I suppose. I'll wager Ralph dons his Sunday suit every Saturday night, and armed with a bunch of posies and a box of Rexall chocolates, goes down to lay siege to his lady-love. But I'll bet it's all in vain. They're both too stubborn to give in, and before the evening's over they're probably iighting worse than cats and dogs. Frances: I hope it all comes out all right some time for them. My! Jack! Fm glad we never have any trouble like that. CLooks across smilingly at ack. Jack: So'm I. You make a jolly good little boss, Frank. Tut: By the way, have you heard about Thelma Britton. lJack and Frances shake their heads.J She vamped Herbert Lockwood and they are so happy together. Herbert is really perfectly devoted to his beloved Thelma, and does nothing all day long but make things pleasant for her. Jack: Say, doncha remember how Bernice Ooley and Josephine Rundell used to kid themselves about going to be old maids? Tut: Yes, I do, Bernice and Jo were such friends. Now they are living in luxury in wonderful apartments in New York. Frances: You don't say so. I was wondering the other day if Jo ever married Rupert. Tut: No, she never did. You know they used to laugh about her name meaning Egyptian dancer? Well, after she finished four years at In- diana University, she suddenly became very graceful, and now is the most distinguished dancer in New York. Jack: Well, well: And how about Bernice Ooley. Tut: Bernice has made her fortune bv inventing a steam-engine with a carburetor and efficiency 100 per cent. She's in line for the Nobel prize. Jack: Ha! Ha! How we teased those girls about a carburetor on a steam engine when we took Physics. Frances: And she never married? Tut: No. They say she is engaged to a Count and will not tell his name. Frances: What a mysterious affair! Jack: Have we forgotten anybody? Let me see. QPauses a moment.J Why, we left out Cheese Raper, eh what? mnvmTufmmHm AAf' Love is like thc measles-you have to have it.