Stonington High School - Stony Echoes Yearbook (Stonington, IL)

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19 STONY ECHOES 26 ist, had discovered the last unknown element, and it was named Shot- tonium in his honor. There was a terrible commotion down the street and hurrying along toward it, I saw it was the Arbogast Special, a new truck invented by Henry Arbogast. ' Everybody seemed to be going in one way and I followed the crowd. Upon reaching a throng of people I found Mabel Baker giving her lec- ture, Around the World on a Five Dollar Bill. I waited until she was through and then went up to talk to her. She was glad to see me and said that she had heard from another of our classmates only that day. Charley Boardman was living on a farm near Taylorville, farming for his father-in-law, Bill Traughber, and that he was a neighbor of Mildred Buffington Smith, and at the time of writing Mildred was busily getting her chickens in before the storm came, and singing the song, When You and I Were Young, Maggie. I was walking around the city when I saw a sign on a store, Buffington and Baker, Fine Millinery. I went in to purchase a hat and found that Trenna and Mildred were indeed making a great success in their trade. As I walked along Fifth Avenue, I saw a very unique Shoppe, De Fleurs, and in one corner of the window was a small card, Joseph C. Emerson, Prop. Joe had followed the liking of his younger days and was in his glory among flowers of all kinds. The next day I decided to leave New York for Florida since the climate was too severe in the North and the chilly breezes had already given me a cold. On the train I met Phyllis Corzine with her attendants, also on their way to the Sunny South after a successful season on the stage. Upon reaching Florida I met Hunter Chapman, he had settled in an apartment overlooking the lake and was living a secluded life, as a disappointed men. My boarding house was right across the street from a bakery and I saw a man come out and put up a sign, Bread, the Kind Mother Used to Make. The sign on the store read, Bakery, D. Hammon, Prop. I wanted some typewriting done and upon asking my landlady where I could find a public stenographer, I was directed to an address and when I saw the stenographer I recognized a familiar face before me. It was the same Monroe Holben, or my classmate Spud, busily fingering the keys of an Underwood Electric. After all these years he had mastered speed in typing and had chosen it for his profession. I decided to go to the country for a ride the next day. I visited a certain farmer to buy some watermelons. He seemed to be very jolly and very familiar. I didn't say anything until a large woman came out to welcome me. This was enough, I knew right away the lady was Louise Sailsbery, and the man was Elmer Lind. They said they had been mar- ried just two years that winter. Furthermore, they showed me the page article about Josephine McCormick who had lately received the name Ma McCormick, governess of Rhode Island. Twenty-five

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19 STONY ECHOES 26 I, Melva Tarrant, do hereby bequeath my pleasant smiles to Lydia Marron for safe keeping. I, Charles Boardman, do hereby bequeath my style of proposing to certain young ladies to Leahy Dwyer. I, Phillis Corzine, do hereby bequeath my soft auburn locks to Ruby Jones for they will go well with freckles. I, Katie Marron, do hereby bequeath my quarrelsome attitude to Erma Minor. I, Joe Emerson, do hereby bequeath my curly hair and my pride to Kenneth Cox. I. Elizabeth Gilmour, do hereby bequeath my ability to keep house and attend school regularly to Laura McConkey. ' I, Josephine McCormick, do hereby bequeath my friendliness toward the male sex to Helen Gleeson. C hi. Hunter Chapman, do hereby bequeath my basketball suit to George a 1 . I, Maurice Hebenstriet, do hereby bequeath my regularity and punctuality to Kenneth Black. I, Robert Traughber, do hereby bequeath my ability to do the Charleston to Marshal Quackenbush. I, Mildred McCormick, do hereby bequeath my ability to sleep in His- tory and Shorthand Classes to Marguerite Mason. We do hereby nominate Everett Ponting. a member of the Class of 1929, as the sole Executor of this, our last will and testament and we do invest him with full power and authority to execute its provisions. We do hereby certify that the foregoing instrument was signed, sealed and published by the testator, the Class of 1926, for its last Will and testament in our presence, who have subscribed our names hereto as witnesses of the execution hereof, being the only ones who believe said testators to be of sound mind and memory. ROBERT TRAUGHBER, President. MELVA TARRANT, Editor-in-Chief. MILDRED MCCORMICK, Class 1926. ' SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY That was certainly a queer dream I had. I was reading a book and, getting sleepy, I dropped it and began thinking of my classmates and wondered what would happen to us after we left school and were scattered all over the world. My thoughts must have carried over into my dreams for I seemed to be in New York. The streets were brilliantly lighted and over one theatre I saw Welcome 1936 , Miss Betty Gilmour, Prima Donna. So Betty Gilmour had become famous. I bought a ticket and went in and after seeing her performance, I agreed that it was a grand success. As I left the theatre, newsboys were shouting an extra. I bought one and found that Jim Shotton, my old classmate, now a celebrated chem- Twenty-four

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19 STONY ECHOES 26 She had undoubtedly run rings around her sister, because Mr. Chap- Eian informed me that Mildred is keeping books in a poultry commission ouse. I motored back to the landlady's house and she met me at the door, telling me that she had purchased a very beautiful picture. I examined the picture very closely and found it to be a very elaborate picture re- produced by one of the largest firms in this state, that is, The Marron Twins. ' The next night I attended a theatre and found to my amazement sitting beside me my schoolmate, Gladys Sterns. In the vaudeville was Mildred Mason, the soprano in a ladies' quartet. On my way home I chanced to pass the depot. There stood Mable Pyle Wolfe, who informed me that she was waiting for the arrival of Robert Wolfe, her husband, who was principal at the Centralia High School, and was now returning for a visit. The next day at the beach, I met a strange but true incident, that is Leahy Dwyer and his wife Thelma came to the beach, he as a salesman of the Overland cars. The car in which they were riding was a very attractive one with a radio built in the dash board. Leahy informed me that it was one of the Slaughter1ine Radios, produced by Slaughter Radio Co., Detroit, Michigan. I can't spend all my time at the beach, thought I, so I decided to go home and read. Again I found some interesting news. Under the topic entitled What School Teaching Does for You, I found an illustration which proved that it must not have agreed with this person. This was the illustration: Miss Melva Tarrant, a native of Stonington, goes insane from teaching school just eight years. This was surely tough luck, but a note from the physician said she still has a chance to recover. As yet I had never seen all the town so I decided to look the place over carefully. It did me good because I noticed a large sign in electric lights, Dentist, M. C. Habenstreit, 3rd Floor. Take elevator. Furthermore I went on to purchase me some more reading material. I purchased the Amelian. I began looking over the magazine to see how it compared with a magazine Bob Traughber and I were publishing when suddenly someone touched me on the shoulder. I turned around and saw a magnificently dressed woman who said she was formerly Hazel Watson. She said she had just married a millionaire and offered us her story to publish in our magazine. She also told me Jessie Mills and her husband, lwho were successfully running a tea room near Stonington, were visiting er. Just then someone touched me and said Wake up, and I knew it was all a dream. MARGARET Cox. ROBERT TRAUGHBER. Twenty-six