Spiceland High School - Yearbook (Spiceland, IN)

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Excuse me. Hazel Hoffman, corrected Ruth. I ' m very busy taking care of my husband. We live on the farm north of Spiceland, answered Hazel. Just see how she takes care of him! I ' ll bet she ran away tonight, said Menia. Irene Pennington, called Ruth. Oh, I ' ve been at Earlham all winter, but I ' m at home now, she answered. Yes, they sent her home for the measles when she ' d had them four or five times. They didn ' t belong to her, and she took the Flu instead ! said Nellie. Marie Huffman — I mean Marie Jarrett, next. Well, I guess you can see what I ' m doing and we ' ve lived here in New Castle ever since we were married, answered Marie. You ' re excused. Marion Jefferis. I ' m staying at home on the farm lately, answered Marion. Yes, when von aren ' t buzzing Oneita. Folks, he might as well offer him- self up on Cupid ' s altar. Nine rahs for Red. He ' s the first one of the boys to get the nerve. They were given with a will. Mark Thomas. Present, said Mark. Oh, come on, Sonnie. Open up, called Tampie. Well, I ' m still out west of Spiceland raising more corn, to feed more hogs, to buy more land to raise more corn to feed more Put on the brakes, groaned Ruby with her hands over her ears. Menia Jay next, said Ruth. I ' m in school at Earlham, Menia answered. Yes. She ' s helping Tampie shun all the work he can, called Marion. Rovden Gorden. Clerking in a grocery store in Spiceland, came Jimmy ' s answer. In a grocery store? Then why do you spend so much time in the dry goods store? asked Ruth. He wants to learn the dry goods business, too, so he can run a department store some day, said Tampie. Ruby Brewer. Oh, I ' m in school at Teacher ' s College at Indianapolis, she said. She ' s going to teach Domestic Arts next year, said Nellie, or practice domestic art, I ' m not sure which. What another teacher in our class? this from Marie. Ruth Hollowav, now Ruth Painter, went on the secretary. I, also am taking care of my husband. We live on the farm at Spice- land, said Ruth. I ' ll bet she slipped away tonight, too! Who ' d ever have guessed that Ruth and Hazel, the quiet ones, would be first to take the leap? asked Irene. Ruth Ratliff is next on the list and I guess most of you know I ' m teaching at Greensboro this year. What, Ruth Ratliff teaching school? Who ' d ever have thought it? cried Marion. Ruth hurried on, Nellie True. Well, I ' m teaching, too, at Ogden. She told me the other day that she got lost in a snowstorm in the public square and hunted for an hour for a traffic policeman to tell her the way to the interurban station, said Irene. When the shouts of laughter had subsided, Ruth called Venton Brenneman. Oh, he ' s in California this winter but he ' s still deeply interested in jewels, especially Rubies, said Marie, as she came in from the kitchen, where she had

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Is it a cyclone? cried Marie. Ching-a-lac-a, ching-a-lac-a Chow, chow, chow ; Boom-a-lac-a, boom-a-lac-a Bow, wow, wow; Rica-raca firecracker Biff, boom, bah The class of ' 16 Rah ! rah ! rah ! Tims came a yell from many throats. Then the door burst open and in trooped a crowd of bens and girls. What in the world does it mean? stammered Marie. It simply means that practically the whole bunch is here. This is our class reunion. Isn ' t it a novel Way to have a reunion? Whv, can ' t you guess that we are having a surprise on you? They seemed to be all talking at once for a moment, then Marie recovered her breath and said, You girls come upstairs with me. Carl, you look after the boys. When thev had shed their wraps and were seated around the fire, Marie said, Monkey, monkey, bottle of beer. How many of us are there here? Let ' s have the roll call. Nellie you preside like old times. The secretary will please call the roll. Everyone must answer by telling where he lives and what he is doing at the present time, laughed Nellie. Arnold Templeton, began Ruth. What did I ever do to make you pick on me? groaned Tampie. Come on, Tampie, don ' t be so bashful, someone said. Well I ' m in school at Earlham and shunning all the work I can, answered Tampie. Yes, M ' enia can swear to that, came a retort. We heard about yon boys putting a skunk in Bundy Hall, said Nellie. Not guilty, said Tampie, Monk stays in the clorm. He can tell you about that. They tried to put it in Miss Doan ' s room, but the night watchman was on the job for once. It ' s a horrible place to live yet, growled Monk. Claude Deem, called Ruth. He ' s in Wheeling, West Virginia, in the canning business, said Clyde. Clyde Mercer. Speak for yourself, Clyde, said Ruth. Well, I ' m working at the Cleveland Grain Co. ; out home now, he answered. Where is out home? asked Marie. We live in Indianapolis now. He makes a lot of trips to Spiceland though, teased Ed. Yes, the Pick of all the world lives there, added Mark. Earl Antrim, next. Well, I ' m at Earlham, trying to chaperon Tampie, answered Monk. And who chaperons you? asked Jimmy. Somebody said you put a calf in Park Kirk ' s bed. Cruel boy! joshed Marion. Sh-sh-sh! Don ' t let the faculty hear you! whispered Monk. Edward Poer, came the voice of the secretary. Oh, I ' m employed at the Maxwell factory and hope to be president soon, said Edward with a grin. Froggie, froggie on a walk. Just listen to Edward talk, they yelled. Ezra Hill, went on Ruth. Ezra is in Detroit working for the Tuckett Motor Co. He ' s a draftsman there, said Clyde. Hazel Holloway. She is no more, said Ruby.

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made several trips during the roll call, And now that all are accounted for the taffy is ready to pull, so all hands ready! After an hour or so of taffy pulling and eating, and a great deal of fun, the guests left for home, declaring this to be the best reunion ever held. — By Member of the Class. THE SEVENTEENS The years have flown, the dear, dear years, So full of work and play That we the class of Seventeen, Spent at the old S. A. And when the May time comes again. With blossom scented spray, ' Twill be three years since last we met In the dear old S. A. Three years since last we said Good-bye, And went our different ways With pictures sweet on memories wall Of good old S. A. Days. - We ' ve found the path was rough sometimes, The heights seemed far away But we can plant our banner there By striving day by day. We ' re scattered but when comes the time For our reunion day, Oh, gather here some bright May morn At Sun kissed old S. A. Seventeeners where have we all scattered to in this Cold Wide World? Say, don ' t you remember how when we were enjoying our last school days at old S. A., those tormenting Juniors used to sing to us, Out. Out in the Cold Wide World. But, alas, to them, I wonder how they are enjoying it now? Now luniors. I should sav Eighteeners, the world to us has not been cold but it seems wide. Classmates don ' t protest, I as one of you, admit that the world has not been all flowery beds of ease and that we have had many a steep hill to climb, but that every cloud has a silver lining, even if it has been hard to see. You all remember don ' t you, that cool but sunny day, the 25th of May, 1917, when we all met in the office for the last time and all tried to talk at once. Oh, what a hub-bub, Say does my hair look all right. Is my tie straight. What m the world are we waiting on? For pity sakes why such a long face ; this isn ' t your funeral. Cry, who said cry ; Why I never was so happy in my life. Does that powder show on my nose? Cheer up, etc. How well I remember that day. Can it be possible that it is going on th ree years — three years since we each in turn held out a hand and received a white roll tied with white. We are scattered now and sometimes in these three years the world has seemed cold and wide, especially wide during the war, and we have been unable to hold a class reunion. Who could forget those many pleasant hours spent in the library? Hours wasted perhaps if one were to count study hour. But, oh ! such pleasant memories of school days will never be forgotten. And Caroline, our librarian, helped us to enjoy these hours as well as she tried to keep us at our tasks. As soon as school closed she and Hugh left us for Montana and Caroline is now going to