Swayzee High School - Swayzonian Yearbook (Swayzee, IN)

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between the two upper classes and on April 20 ,1919, mysterious forms were discovered around the school, the moon again being the only lantern. April 21, the sun saw a crimson and cream 1920 penant floating from the topmost point of the high school. The first sight that greeted the faculty upon entering the assembly room was a large hole in the ceiling where one of the daring four fell through. Qf course, we knew what to expect, and it came at noon. VVe, the Juniors, were called upon the green carpet iso to speakij, and received a memorable lecture from our superintendent. It was put to a vote as to whether these boys should suffer alone or all the class with them. Every Junior except one was loyal and we suffered the disgrace of CD-5 on deportment and tak- ing all the examinations, which every one passed with fiying colors. From the first day as Seniors, we were victorious. From the beginning of school we meant business and tried to make our under classmen feel they were here for the same reason, but we are afraid our liking for fun has led a few astray. VVe did not get down to real work until the last semester when we felt our credits were in danger. VVe then succeeded in behaving very well until january 21, when we entertained the .luniors at the home of George XVeagant without first gaining permission from the faculty. This was our first and last offense? NYe, twenty-two in all, are laboring earnestly trying to gain the coveted diplomas and we are looking forward with pleasant anticipations to commencement week. XYe've been sailing on the river In a little two-oar boat, Within easy reach of safety lf our vessel failed to float. Now we drift in the wide ocean, Where the sight of shore we lack, And the storm paints the horizon XVith a fearful coat of black! Let the storms come few or many, We have courage and what's more, Be assured the class of '20 XYill securely reach the shore. -ADDIE RESQNER, Historian.

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Senior Class History Friends, Romans, Countrymenl Lend me your earsl lf you have any tears to shed Prepare to shed them now. , On the 11th day of September, 1916, thirty-seven of the green- est Freshmen ever entered the portals of high school to create therein a turmoil which did not cease until twenty-two of us emerged four years later as triumphant Seniors. Qur upper classmen evidently saw bright prospects for the future in us from the amount of applause we received upon entering the large auditorium. tNow we are at the door. That's all the farther Freshies usually get. Shall we go on?J The names of books and the change in periods were enough to distract the strongest but owing to our keen mental powers the law of survival of the fittest worked out perfectly. fNow were settled: from henceforth we mean strictly businesssp ln the spring of 1917 Orville Green heard the call of Uncle Sam and marched forth. He was sent to France and there re- ceived two wounds. That spring was never to be forgotten, for we gave our first reception and aided greatly in the Athletic Banquet, April 13. Class Day, May 1, was another big day, for the Freshies were bountifully remembered in the Senior will. As Sophomores, we put forth a minister in the person of Donald Babb. Botany hikes and Geometry field days were en- Tfivable features. XYe took lively interest in athletics and a big basket-ball party was given january 11, 1913, by Miss Selle- meyer, our sponsor. School was closed on account of coal shortage and Miss Sellemeyer resigned. Before she left we gave a basket-ball party at the home of Addie Resoner, February 2. . XYe aided in a successful operetta, The Rivals, given March 19th. Qur .lunior year opened with a big marshmallow toast and Wiener roast at Matthews woods, the evening of September 6, 1918. Not wishing to be outdone by the Seniors in putting up colors we stealthily and cautiously waited until the wee sma' hours and by the light of the moon, ghostly figures were seen stealing around the gym and when morning light came Sept. 13 a bright, new, yellow 1920 shone forth from the roof of the gym upon the indignant Seniors. Bright knots of crimson and cream were worn by loyal Qluniors all week, but with the assistance of Mr. Pence as peace- maker, the fevered heat subsided and work was again resumed. During the first week of Qctober our school was dismissed on account of the infiuenza epidemic. ln the meantime our hearts were saddened by the loss of one of our classmates, Fredith Zirkle, who died of pneumonia, Qctober 25, 1918. The latter part of Qctober school was opened and work bc- gun in earnest. As spring drew near the hostile feeling again began to grow

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A Vision of the Future of the Class of '20 One beautiful autumnal evening as the great sun was slowly sinking to rest in its last full blaze of glory I was returning from a long ramble thru the woods and down a little old country roadside, whe nsuddenly I came upon a camp of Gypsies. They were very queer and their modes of living seemed very different from ours of today. There was an old woman in the camp who seemed to take a great deal of interest in me but not as much as I did in her and her queer ways. Finally she told me that she could tell me all that the future held in store for me or my friends in their various walks of life. I replied that my future did not bother me but if she could tell me about the future of my friends and classmates in years to come I would be very happy and contented as several of my classmates deserted Swayzee-had gone and it seemed forever to me, that night. She invited me into her tent and seated me before a small tire which was almost all smoke. As she stirred she told me to watch and this is what I saw: A woman who looked about middle age was sitting at a cashier's desk. By the amount of material on her desk I could see that she was very busy. Suddenly she looked up and I saw it was Faye Henderson, a champion of the class of '20 and also librarian in the days of '20. The smoke whirled and slowly the picture changed to a group of women sitting around a table talking about women voting and womens rights. At the head of the party I noticed their leader to be Anna Parson. Next, a city loomed into view, the main attraction being a magnificent school building, within sounded a' man's voice tell- ing the athletes of the days when he played on old Swayzee High School's team. A few minutes later Donald Shinn stepped into view going to his home as he was now superintendent of the largest college in Chicago. The smoke grew heavier. I saw a chemists laboratory and bending over some chemicals I recognized Estie Pattison. She is the most famous chemist in compounding dyes. The scene changed. Large tractors and farming implements were working in large fields, placing them in shape for planting. But at the wheels three faces seemed more vivid than the others. As they drew nearer I perceived them to be none other than George Wfeagant, XYayne Hite and Estel Pierce. who are some of Indiana's proudest farmers, proud of their homes and their fields. There was a sudden crash, a man sprang into view at the head of a body of troops. They were eager to follow their brave commander whom I recognized as Major General Kenneth Rybolt. I-Ie was next seen in his home and I learned thru the old Gypsy's prophecy that he had married one of Swayzee's most popular young women in the days of '19 and '2O. Sudenly the smoke changed and seemed to take on some