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

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1 9 2 4 THE C LA K O N 19 2 4 COMMENCEMENT WEEK, JUNE, 1940 (The Prophecy) Scene 1. Broadcasting station S. C. H. S. Outer room. “Do you really like that idea? I think it will work out good and I know that the members of the class of ’24 will hop into it with the old time cooperation and every one will have a telegram in tomorrow, so that tomorrow night ' s program will be pulled off in fine shape.. You understand Mr. Adolph, said the announcer of the Radio Broadcasting station S. C. H. H. “that in regards to tomorrow night ' s Alumni program I broadcasted over the country a request that every member of the class that graduated back in 1924, send in a telegram tomorrow to this station telling of their occupation and their success along those lines and to be read over the radio that night, so that all members of the class will be able to tune in and hear the whereabouts of the other thirty-three members. “By the way, Mr. Adolph ' (who is at present Superintendent of schools, having taken the place of Mr. O. M. Misenar who was called and accepted the presidency at the University of Michigan ) remarked the announcer “don ' t you believe the radio improve- ments have been wonderful these last few years and just to imagine that even public schools with a little aid are able to cope with current prices of equipment and broadcast some of the school activities, it gives the citizens an insight, an idea of what the children are doing and the great possibilities that lie within. “You are right, returned Mr. Adolph “and this radio phone is apt to revolutionize our system of education, at least to those who are unable to go to high school. “Good night. Bill. “Good night cried back the an- nouncer “I’ll be back a little after one P. M. tomorrow to check up on the telegrams. I look forward to an interesting program. Scene II. Same place. “ ell I ' ve had quite an amusing afternoon, lot of fun reading thirty- four telegrams, said the announcer as he neared the Superintendent. “You know our Alumni program is to start at 7:30 P. M. for the first we have some musical selections and about 8:30 we will he ready to read the tele- grams. There is quite a hit of enthusiasm among the old “grads of that year that reside in this city and they are all set to listen in on the program. “It is near 7 :30 now, so I’ll get things started. Me entered the broadcasting room and announced the numbers as they came; as they were nearly exhausted he left the room, went to his desk, brought back his pack of telegrams. I he last of the numbers was rendered and he started with his part of the program. “You have just listened to some splendid musical numbers, now, for the benefit of the members of the class of 1924 and everyone in-

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19 24 T II E CLARIO N 19 24 CLASS WILL We the members of the Senior Class of St. Clair High School, City of St. Clair, St. Clair County, State of Michigan, about to pass out of the school community, do hereby swear and take oath this 13th day of June in the year One-Thousand-Nine-Hundred and Twenty-Four bequeath the following : To the Football candidates any old pants or jerseys they may find laying around. Charles Ash, leaves the Football captaincy to Joe Joachim. To Pick Powers, Katherine Balfour’s ability to get high marks. Helen Baker leaves the High Point Scoring on the Basket Ball team to Marvel Singleton. To Neil Coni in, Arthur Beaudua’s loud noise. To Franklin Moore and Leo Goss, Dorothy Beyschlag and Vera Black- ball leave all their belongings, including themselves. To John Osborn, Dick Chase’s athletic feats. To Eldon Jerome, Jack Dere’s slim figure. To Mr. Schalm the political Science class leaves their stale gum. To Lucille Burkholder, Helen Radike’s gentle nature. To the Teachers, Charles Moore leaves his unanswerable questions for them to solve. To Mildred Cottrell, Lucretia Patterson’s pep. To Boh Markle, Helen Pratt’s love affairs. To Clara Kennedy, Marion Westrick’s success as a flapper. To the pitchers on the Baseball team of ’25 Tom Robbins leaves his record of Strike Outs. To Francis Walter, Madeline Smith’s giggles. Marie Hartlein, Charlotte Ruff, and Verona Wilson are going to boh their hair (they being the only three in the class without bobbed hair) and leave it for a hair mat for the Gym. To James Boden, Charles Zimmer’s seat in the Library. To Alice Volsteadt, Dorothy Beyschlag’s position in the Gym after four o’clock (during basket ball season.) Art Beaudua leaves “Tom” Watson to the tender mercies of Nelson Ferguson. To Crescence Wilson, Louis Ruff’s ability to slgep in classes. To Johnnie Schlinkert, Chuck Moore’s and Ernie Welser’s prospects of a misplaced eyebrow. To Bruce Schlinkert, Charles Ash leaves his Sophomore friend. Judy Wells leaves her position in Mr. Beecher’s office to any one badly in need of a credit. To the Junior Class, the Seniors leave (with regret) their enjoyable study of Emerson’s essays. To Mrs. Maw all waste paper left in the table drawers of the Library. To the Girls’ Basket Ball team the hopes for success in winning hack the lost honor cup. Signed this 13th day of June, One thousand nine hundred and twenty- four. in the presence of his honor. Justice Hayward. Signed : E. W. W. E. Page Twenty- five

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19 24 T H E C L A R I O X 19 24 terested, I am going to read the substance of telegrams received this after- noon from the members of that class.” “As the secretary’s book for that year was consulted it contained in- formation as to the class officers. As President that class choose Charles Moore, and presidencies seemed to be calling him his wire stated he was acting Vice President of the Diamond Crystal Salt Co. His friends will be glad to hear of his promotion. Being on the job in the early 20’s I remember myself of some of the expectations of the Seniors. Katherine Balfour, Vice President, had a hankering to be a school teacher, but she has done more, according to information, she is a Dean at Albion. Helen Thompson, Treasurer, took a leading part in school athletics and she has attained a good position as a physical director. William Englegau, Secretary, generally clerked in a grocery and he hasn’t got away from the old habit yet, as he is owner of a chain of grocery stores throughout the county. Listeners, I will not take time to read the entire messages, but will give you at the best of my ability what they contain. Starting as mail carrier is the best way to work up to a position in the President’s Cabinet, states Charles Zimmer who is known the country over for his good work, as Postmaster General. From Washington comes another telegram, it is from the Judicial Dept. It is fine to know that Chas. Ash is Chief I ustice. True to predictions and youthful longings, we have a letter from John Biewer and Melvin Brines and they say that as President and Vice President of the Interlake Steamship Company they are doing a great business. A telegram from Marysville. There was never a thought that anyone should locate there. W hat ? Arthur Beaudua running the Bunee Creel Edison Plant, it was always supposed that he would be an electrician, and this he has done real well and succeeded in remarkable style. It is nearing the time of elections and in this telegram Frances Cox assures the public of her candidacy for lieutenant governor. Victor Chase writes from his training camp that he is working hard preparing for the Olympic Games. You will remember Dick made records throwing the javelin and in running performed some great feats. Marjorie Mackley has just accepted the directorship of the choir in the Baptist Church. She has made a mark in musical circles of the state. W hile along the musical lines, we read a telegram from Chicago stating that Jessie McCormick is playing violin in the Chicago Symphony Orchestra. And here is a letter from the Comet Coaster W agon Co., it is interesting so 1 will read verbatim. St. Clair, Mich., June 18, 1940. Mr. Chairman: — My husband works attentively running the Wagon Company and 1 find it amusing to be a housewife, find it very interesting. You will remember me as Vera Blackball. Yours sincerely, MRS. LEO GOSS. Page Twenty-seven