Spencer High School - Spencerian Yearbook (Spencer, IN)

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Wanted-Pauline Beauchamp, gangster's moll. Pauline: Let's leave. I don't think this old crystal can really tell the future anyhow. Wanda: Maybe not, but we already know the worst, so we may as well see what the rest of the class will be doing fifteen years from now. Pauline: All right. Let's see what it shows next. Wanda: There's Murrell Edwards and he pushing a garbage cart down the streets of Cunot. Inez: My, look at those girls dance! Well, it's Geneva Rumple and LaVerne Rusher. There's a program on the floor and it says Rumple and Rusher, The World's Greatest Ballet Dance Team. Pauline: The scene is changing again. There seems to be a sale going on. Look, the auctioneer is Mary Jo Watkins, and she is being assisted by Ruth Dayhuff. Wanda: Isnlt that a school assembly? Well, there is Elizabeth Livingston giving a lecture to a group of students. Oh, I know. She is presi- dent of Central Normal College. Now it is showing another school room, but what queer-looking children! They are Hawaiians and Mary Straly is teaching them. Inez: Well, what on earth is that strange-looking device? It's floating in air and is occupied by Robert Long and Cecil Parrish. They seem to be lost in space. They probably started for Mars--the poor, foolish boys! Wanda: I can't see anything now. There is a white mist over every- thing. It's becoming clearer though. Well, if it isn't Roberta DeFord, and she is trying on a wedding gown. Pauline: The scene seems to be in the Metropolitan Opera House now. The audience is applauding wildly. There is Alberta Jordan and she is getting ready for an encore. Inez: Isn't that Bob McNaught sitting with his feet on a desk? He is smoking a pipe and a placard on the desk says Desk of State Park Custodian. Wanda: Now it is showing a big farm. There is Mary Jean Royer feed- ing a herd of cattle. She is raising cows and is using their hides to cover basketballs. She always was an ardent basketball fan. Pauline: There sits Doris Gibson with a book written by Juanita Unger. She is writing something. The title is Criticisms by Doris Gibson, the great- cst of all critics. Inez: I don't see any more pictures. I guess that is all of our old class- mates. Wanda: I wonder what has happened to Madam Tellitall? Pauline: We don't need to see her now. Let's hurry and leave before she comes. fStarts walking toward exit. Inez follows.J Wanda: I wonder how much of what we saw will come true. Pauline and Inez: I hope none of it does!!! Wanda: Oh, but I want to be a lawyer! KPauline and Inez exchange glances and walk outl CURTAIN THE END PAULINE BEAUCHAMP InEz FRANKLIN WANDA FRANKLIN

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CLASS WILL We, the class of 1940, having learned a vast amount of invaluable knowledge, have come to the realization that the time has come to make a willg therefore, after deep concentration we make and publish this, our last will and testament. To the Freshman Class we leave our sophistication and hope that at some later date they may be as social-minded as we are. Our intelligence, we bequeath to the Sophomores. To the Juniors, in all due respect, we will the Senior Room. To Mr. Free and our sponsors, Mr. Stewart, Miss Brown, and Mr. Spangler, we wish to extend the deepest gratitude for their patience and cheerful guidance throughout the year. To Mr. Hubbard we leave all Confucius' sayings. Maybe he will have something besides fish stories to tell his beloved P. T. A. members. To Miss Galimore we will and bequeath all our old themes. May she look back on them with fond memories of a highly intellectual class. Upon Mr. Smartz we bestow our uncontrollable desire for vanilla ice cream cones. After deep concentration, We leave to Mr. Ricketts, our discarded locker keys so that he may more easily give vent to his anger at basketball games. Upon Mr. Corbin we bestow all our chemistry equipment in the vain hope that future classes will make it function properly. To Mr. Edwards, we donate our Public Safety Notebooks, hoping that he will carry on his great safety campaign. After due consideration, we agree to leave all musically inclined stu- dents to Miss Summers. To Mrs. Marshall, we leave a memorandum pad to remind her to ring the bell on time. . The soreness of our limbs we willingly leave to Miss Davidson, and sincerely hope the future classes will be able to take it better than we. A map of Chicago we donate to Mr. Becker. May he find a Chinese restaurant that serves edible food. To Miss Smith we leave our artistic tastes and art equipment. I, Harley Allen, do will and bequeath my nickname, Bubbles, to Owen Franklin. My boisterous attitude I leave to Earl Ashley. I, Beryl Adkins, do hereby will and bequeath my host of boy friends 'to the more unfortunate. Nobody gets my collection of costume jewelry. I, Dorothy Baugh, bestow upon Judy Cantwell my dramatic talent, but my leanings toward Purdue I hold forever. I, Pauline Beauchamp, being of sound mind, will and bequeath my lady- like manners to Ruthie Royer, and my position as yell leader I leave to Irene McGuire. I, Maxine Booth, leave my pleasant smile to Jo Ann Pryor: my cooking and sewing skill I plan to use in the near future. I, Maurice Borden, will and bequeath my high-jumping ability to .Toy Johnson: may he be just as good as I am. S I, Harry Call, being of sound mind ftemporarily at leastj, do will and bequeath to Charles Ford my witty personality, my love for Sciences I hope to use myself.