St Clair High School - Clairvoyant Yearbook (St Clair, MI)

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The Junior Class

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Carl Bauman, “Shimmel” — Carl is the joker of our class. It seems funny that Cupid’s dart has not yet pierced the soul of such a jolly boy, hut he has often been seen casting sidelong glances at many a fair one, to see — , if the well-aimed paper wad had hit her, “Why Carl !” Grace Buggee — When for any occasion a poem, a composition, or an original idea is needed we call on Grace. It is her nature to work while the others play, to write while others sing, and if she does not like her portion, at least she does not let her companions know it. THE SENIORS, ACCORDING TO THE FACULTY Miss Buck: “Well, not one of you seniors will get a Christmas present of a mark with this quarter. Miss Woodward : “A senior is a patent device for wast- ing time.” Miss Tallmadge : “I always felt that I could expect more from the SENIORS. Miss Crittenden: “Well, it just seems to me that when people get to be seniors, they had ought to know something. Mr. Keen ' s opinion is, that the seniors are such fine peo- ple that he can not find words to express himself, so he says nothing at all. THE SENIOR CLASS OF 1914 St. Clair high school has never yet been able to boast of such a class as we are. And why shouldn’t she boast Are we not fifteen in number? And were we not the first of junior classes to banquet the departing seniors? Then too, we introduced the class ring instead of the class pin which has been used every year since the founding of the school to the year 1914. Our girls were the first to wear Peter Thomp- son suits on Commencement night, and last and best we changed the order of the monotonous class day program held from year to year on Commencement night and had instead a lecture given by Rabbi Leo Franklin, of Detroit. — 15 —

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Black, Howard H. — “What mystery lies in thy deep brown eyes?” Derr, Ella A. — “Blue were her eyes as the fairy flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day.” Earle, George N. — “He hath a heart as sound as a bell, and his tongue is clapper; for what his heart thinks, his tongue speaks.” Goldstein, Rose — • “What’s in a name? that which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.” Hyslop, Gilbert Carl — “Men of few words are the best men.” Hendrick, Mary E. — “The lisping maid, In shine and shade, Half elfin and half human.” Harkness, Alberta E. — “Be good and you ' ll be lonesome.” Klingler, Edna L. — “The force of her own merit makes her way.” Lindeman, Elenor S. — “Most quaintly touching in her German tongue.” Meade, Bruce S. — “Oh prince of halest humor, wit and cheer. ' McMichael, Nellie — “Fretting cares made my gray hairs.” Porter, Ivah — “May your shadow never grow less.” Shaw, Kathleen Gladys — “She never says a foolish thing. Nor never does a wise one.” Weeks, Emma Irene — “In midnight gloom, shut in her room, Her vigils she protracts, E-en to the morning’s hectic bloom, Accumulating facts.” Wonsey, Ray Chester — “If you would have the ball come your way, go after Vories, Mabel L. — “Why should I my childish feets display?”