Sullivan High School - Arrow Yearbook (Sullivan, IN)

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-i7Jz,QURP-1,13 AND COLD Truly '23 is doing wonders. On the society page, one item stood out: Mrs. Keith Macy, of Indianapolis, formerly Miss Deane Hash, of this city, is here visiting friends and relatives. While here she will act as matron- of-honor at the wedding of Miss Vivian Newman and Mr. Garland Shroyer. Senator Macy's business is too pressing for him to leave the cap- ital city. The Times faded away. The next scene was one that appealed to me as being very familiar and as I gazed into the crystal I saw that it was indeed the Deanery of old Sullivan High School. In the chair at the desk sat Miss Dona Laughlin, now Dean of the Girls in Sullivan High. Then the scene shifted to the Assembly and at the desk sat Mr. William McCrory. I had known that Bill loved the old school dearly, but I never supposed he would stay so long. The old woman seemed to be having some trouble now, for she mumbled over the crystal for quite a few minutes and at last there ap- peared a large dairy and over the house there was a sign which said Kirk- ham's Dairy. I looked closer and sure enough there was my old classmate, Ruth Ruddell, now Mrs. Milburn Kirkham. Just then one of the milk wagons drove in and I saw that the driver was Eugene Chambers. Quite a change from the feed store to a dairy. I sat for quite a while thinking how we had all scattered from the old high school, then I happened to think of someone else I wanted to know about. Earl Carty? I asked. What can you tell me about him? He was one of the star pupils of the class of '23. The old woman shook her head, then pointed for me to look again at the crystal. I looked and then drew back, for in a large, handsome office sat Earl, but quite a different Earl than the one I remembered. He looked much older and I soon saw that he was a doctor. Just then the door opened and in rushed Avanelle Sebring. I could see that she was evidently the doctor's wife. As Earl and Avanelle faded away a small but very expensive looking little beauty shop came into view. I saw Marion Leota Shade working away curling Jennie Carpenter's hair. Marion Leota, herself, was as im- maculate as ever. When the curls were finished, Jennie wrote a check for her and I was much surprised at the signature, which was Mrs. Eaton Dudley. The old lady put the globe in her apron and said, That's all, and with that prepared to depart. But my other classmates--what of them ? I asked. They are well, but far, far away, she muttered and hobbled off the steps. In my haste to detain here I fell from the hammock with a thump and opened my eyes to find the old fortune teller gone. 28

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JJze,PU13.PLEANpCoL1Q, hostess. Among the guests I saw Ozro Walters and Mary Wible, Lance Lisman and Lois Brower, and Bernard Marlowe and Mabel Exline. When all the guests had arrived, June graciously announced that Cox's Stut- tering Seven would provide music for the evening's frolic. I looked to- wards the orchesttra and saw that Cox's Stuttering Seven were all old friends-Ruth Mason, Barbara Stansil and Sam Kaplan with their violinsg Paul Schmidt with the big f1ddle,'g Wendell Cox as director and also play- ing his French horn, Laurene Hagy at the piano, and their only solo per- former, Richard Denbo, at the Jew's harp. Before I could look again they were gone. The next scene in the crystal was rather peculiar. A large book was the only thing visible. Lettered in gold were these words, The Trials of Married Life, by Mona Dickerson, and I wondered who caused the trials. A moment later I was watching a large pageant that was being given for the benefit o-f the Paxton Academy of Music. The performers wore long, loosely flowing robes-I looked again-they were all girls of '23, Margaret Anderson, Hester Asdell, Dorothy Bolinger, Katherine Bower and Lucy Cassie were dancing gracefully about. For a moment after the globe was blank-then appeared scenes in Washington, D. C. The White House--I looked again to be sure-yes, and there was Clarence Ellis, the fortieth President of the United States. He was making a speech to a large radio broadcasting set, and I surmised that he was still at it. Near at hand sat his stenographer rapidly taking his speech-I glanced at her again-Winifred Newcome! I was hardly pre- pared to see any more of the class in Washington City, but as the speech was finished, another lady came in, and I judged from their meeting that she was the First Lady of the Land, Julia Mason. This time the streets of Shelburn appeared in the crystal. Our home was prominenttly marked Mayor's Office. I looked in and heard Glennie Simmons graciously informing the Chief of Police, Mr, Newton won't be back until late. As the officer of the law turned to go, I saw the familiar features of Forrest McKinney. Hollywood, California! Movie Studios! I felt thrilled. The Universal lot moved into View and I saw Goldie Bosstick and Irene Richeson giving their now famous interpretation of Mutt and Jeff E The Universal moved on to give place to the Paramount lot, and I saw Kathryn Engle and Clar- ence Leonard in the midst of an enthralling love scene that was too realistic to be mere acting. The globe was again a blank, as if it were thinking. Then I saw a Sullivan Daily Times. The date was not visible and I sighed. The head- lines were startlingly black SULLIVAN GIRLS FAMOUS! In smaller print it told of the success of Pauline McCoy, now a great prima donna, and her equally great accompanist, Mary Elizabeth Miles, now playing in London. The page was turned by :in invisible hand to the editorial page. In one corner it said Wm. Eslinger, Editorg Elizabeth Jamack, Manager. 27

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