The Plains High School - Yearbook (The Plains, OH)

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Burdette plying his trade. He hoped to secure a better position, but was unable to do so cn account of his light weight. Just at this time, a strange old man came along, and asked me if I had seen anything of a black mirror. “There it is,” he said, as he snatched it from my hand and immediately disappeared. Senior Class. JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL—EIGHTH GRADE. Top Row: Andy Hanus, Helen Jewett, Clara Gaskins, Elizabeth Schmidt, Edna bumgardner, Vergene Shields. S cord ko : Paul Roby, Mike Brindo, Mae McCallister, John Gabriel, Herschel Darnell. Third Row: Glen Channel, Delphine Keeton, Cecil Hale, Gerald Adams. One not in picture—Vivian Stage. This page is donated by Mike Krivesti, in honor of The Plains School. JUNIOR HISTORY. On the morning of Sept. 4th, 1918, twenty-five of us crossed the threshold of the P. H. S. and entered upon the duties assigned to us as Freshmen. The faculty was composed of Prin. Pearly Gaskill, Miss Lucy Evans, and Miss Brohard. We had many trials and tribulations during the year, but with the help of our teachers we overcame them. The Sophomores thought us a verv green bunch, but we were deter- mined to show them we would make cur mark. After a fine vacation we returned to school last September as Sophomores. Although our class had dwindled to the number of eighteen, it still remained a real live bunch. We found we were to have an entirely new corps of teachers, as follows: Mr. J. A. Hines, Principal, and teacher of Mathematics; M’. D M. Brvron, Science and Manual Training teacher; Mrs. Tomp- kins, History, Music and Home Economcis; and Miss Fulton, teacher

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we will see less of each other, and of our teachers whom we have learned to love. However, we expect to return next fall, and pursue our schcol work through additional years. We aie confident, our Board of Education will add to the present course of study till we have completed preparation for college in Our Own Hume School. Marie Davis CLASS PROPHECY. One evening after school. I started for a stroll. I had not gone very far when I saw a small, black object lying directly in front of me. I stopped and picked it up. Imagine mv surprise when upon exam- ining it, I found it to be a curious shaped mirror. As I was turning it in different directions, so as to determine its exact nature, I accidentally pressed a small button. “What do you wish to know?” a shrill voice asked. “I am a magic glass. By merely looking into me any person may see the events of the futui’e.” If that be so, then show me the future cf the members of the Senior Class.” “•You may have your desire. Only gaze into the mirror.” The first scene was in a hospital along the Rio Grande River in Texas. A beautiful young nurse was taking care of a wounded soldier. She looked up and I recognized Thelma Hawk. T hen I saw the interior of a large department store. It was sale clay, and a busy throng of people kept crowding and pushing their way toward the waist stand. Presently the clerk reached un to ar- range a pile of goods, and I saw that she was one of my old class- mates. Beatrice Boucher. The scenes fol’cwed each other ranidly. I was lork:ng next unon a public recital in New York City. The splendid building was filled with richly dressed people. As the chief star of the evening was an- nounced, a general clapping of hands took place. Presently, a tall slender girl appeared unon the stage, s she lifted her violin to play I saw that it was none other than Mildred Poling. Next was a view of a beautiful country h me. The grounds and walks surrounding it we''e carefully and artistically arranged. As I watched, a woman came slowly down the sfens and gazed about he” with a general air of appreciation. It was Maude Thorne, the great writer of nature stories. This was followed hv an entirely different picture. It was a tiny school house, which stood awav rut in a country district. Thelma Keeton the teacher, was iec:t:no- a class in Arithmetic. The children were all busy, so I concluded that she was making a decided success. Then there appeared a lawyer’s ffico in Chicago. The stenogra- pher, busy at her work, turned as the office dror opened, and I saw that the attorney was George Keetcn, while his stenographer was Lela Coon. A wonderful orchard scene was then shown. It was spring- time. and the trees were gorgeous with their delicate colorings of white and pink? When the owner came in’o v:ew, it proved to be Ellis McDonald. One other member of our class was also working in the orchard. It was Marie Davies, who had become an expert upon agricultural lines. Wh n I saw a clothes-pin factory, I was anxious to learn what it had to do with the story. But I soon found out when I saw Edwin

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of English during first semester, and Miss Brohard, second semester. Our class organized early in the year, choosing the following officers: President, Mae McAllister; Secretary, Edna Bumgardncr; Treasurer, Elizabeth Schmidt. Class Colors—Blue and White. Class Flower—Violet. Class Motto—Efficiency. Class Teacher—Miss Brohard. (Keep an eye on the Juniors.) SEVENTH GRADE PICTURE. Junior High School. Back Row, left to right: Franklin Cook, Culver Tate, Lloyd Thorne, Everett Gaskins, Thelma Noble, Ada Jewett, Garnet Day, Hazel Hunter, Anna Schmidt, Earl Thompson, Blanche Cochran. Third Row: Paul Tipton, Orvan Potts, Peter Barkie, James Gabriel, Roy Donelson, Delphin Cline, Andrew Popovich, James Moore, Gerald McHarg, Vir- ginia Thompson. Second Row: Robert McCallister, Hayes Shrieves. Eldon Hawk, Joseph Char- ney, Alma Hale, Helen Coley, Lois Day, Alice Tate, John Hanus, Willard Hamer. Front Row: Floyd Bumgardner. Clifford Potts, Dorothy Ball, Marie Ale- sHre, Gertrude McClain, Ellen Parfitt, Nellie Barker, Elizabeth Barto, Anna Vesselo, Anna Billie. Joseph Brindo, Andrew Dukeman. Those not in the picture: Ben Vargo, James Gabriel, Virgil Thompson, Michael Kachman Donald Gabriel, Letha Gould, Dorothy Cade. This page is donated by Mr. and Mrs. H. A. Tipton, in honor of our son, Paul, and niece, Mildred Poling. FRESHMEN HISTORY. We, the Freshmen, fifty-five strong, entered P. H. S., Sept. 9th, 1919, determined to make our first year in the Junior High a profita- ble one. We organized our c'ass with Joseph Charney as President, Frank- lin Cook, Secretary; Marie Aleshire, Treasurer. Although we have often met with difficult tasks, we usually master them, with the help of four teachers, who, Toy their kindness, have won a warm place in the hearts of all the Freshmen. For various reasons, five of our number have been compelled to leave our ranks, but with fifty remaining, we expect to rank high in