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

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« aitr iMmmit Suilfora 22 NINTH PROPHECY The new fad or craze appealed greatly to me (namely, the radio stations) because I thought by these means I could quickly and easily get in touch with and hear from all my schoolmates and friends. First, T was connected with Audra Sherwood, who was in California and had a grand garden and orchard. She was having a fine time and was ver. happy. From there I was connected with a small town close by where John Hanus was making his life useful, he being a doctor and two days a week tak- ing free examination of those not able to pay. From there to Luhrig, where Helen Coley was teaching school; and from there to Columbus, where Anna Belle Lowry was keeping hooks for some large firm. Blanche Cochran as stenographer for G. W. Bobbs Co. and Doro- thy Ball was nursing in the Grant hospital. I war. next connected up again with California, where Eliabeth Barto was teaching school and Mary Terrell. Gertrude McLain, Hazel Hunter. Alice Pate and Alma Hale were clerks. From there I was connected with Springfield, where Joseph Charney and myself were engineers- In this town also Kenneth Powell was an electrician. Next came a mining town in Pennsylvania where Orvan Potts and Bar- ney Mercer were with their families. In New York, Frank Cook was one of the most important persons in a very popular minstrel troupe. James Moore was in Albany teaching. Paul Tipton and Robert McCallister were in the next town—Youngstown, as conductors. Pete Barker was in Athens (Ohio) as a teamster. Thelma Noble was in Xenia, Ohio as matron of the S. and S. Plome. The wire was disconnected then and I retired content. —Lloyd Thorne, Class Prophet. (Scene on Court Street at night.) Two lovers. A tall dark fellow who apparently did not care if the world knew whom he loved- So he put his arm around his little curly-haired girl. (She)—“Oh, Johnnie, don’t! This is Court Street.” Lela Coon (Mumbling to herself)—“It’s seventeen jewel all right.” Maude Thorne—“What are you talking about?” Lela—“Bob’s eyebrow movement.” Twenty-eight

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ia fHmmft Umltors 22 We chose for our Class Colors, Old Rose and Gray. Class Flower, Pink Carnation. Class Motto: “B (sharp); B (natural); but never B (flat).” We have had many good times together in our work, as well as play; sorrow, as much as joy ; and hope to do so later on. as well as now- We have six teachers, all of whom we are greatly interested in and love, and hope they are interested in us as well- Mr. Bryson, our Principal, teaches us General Science; Mrs. Hamer teaches us English ; Miss Glancy, Mathematics and Geometry ;Miss Syx, Phy- sical Geography. Mr. Fiske teaches us Civics. We are greatly interested in our work and have to study hard to get the five of our lessons prepared for each day. But all play and no work is not the thing for anyone, and so we en- joy studying. Our greatest aim is to set an example for the grades that are to follow us. We have developed a great love for one another and this will he our sweetest memory during absence in our vacation months and after school as well. —Barney Mercer, Class Historian. NINTH CLASS POEM Classmates, we are met together, For our work is just begun ; So we give consideration To the task that each has done. First, we must take up our studies— Have we always done our best? Have we been up to the standard? Have we always stood the test? As for teachers! what about them? They, of course, helped all they could; But we had to learn our lessons ; Try our best—try to make good. How about the task before us, Were we willing to work hard? Did we try to he the “boosters?” Keep our honor roll unmarred What about the teams we root for— Have you seen them on the floor? Did their ability surprise you, As they made score after score? When your work has been completed. And the sands of time grow old, Can you say you have been loyal To your colors. Blue and Gold? —Joseph Charney. Twenty-seven

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ia Mnmtfr luilforB 22 NINTH CLASS WILL We, the graduating class of The Plains Junior High School of 1922 do give or will without much red tape etc. the following: The class in general leaves to the whole class all the hack-dated calen- dars. The mottoes and the flag (which, by the way are too heavy to take with us) and a most ship-wrecked, broken-backed, dilapidated and forlorn dictionary. Then Anna Belle Lowry leaves to some nice curly-headed girl, maybe Vivian Erb about a dozen or so kid or electric curlers, (guaranteed not to leave a single wave). Mary Terrell leaves to some one all the ink stains on her desk. Blanche Cochran leaves to some one her authority (pass it on). Gertrude McLain leaves to Guilford her No. 10 shoes. Alma Hale leaves to the Eighth Grade girls her half-finished box of red paint (rouge). Helen Coley leaves to Lena Preston her nose-beaten powder puff. Lloyd Thorne leaves to some one (who can’t afford to buy one) his much-borrowed and used knife. Kenneth Powell leaves to Wilbur Branson his much bent specks- Barney Mercer leaves to anyone his ready-made, ever-ready Smile. John Hanus leaves his share of burnt cork (left from the minstrel) to some one who might (accidentally or purposely) need it. Audra Sherwood leaves a badly used and bent finger (and toe) nail file. Pete Barkie leaves all the chewing gum under his desk and seat. James Moore leaves to—well may he—Ben Frazier his habit of getting love-sick (at least) once a week. Alice Tate leaves to the Eighth Grade girls her receipt for ear-puffs. Hazel Hunter leaves her dignity to—anyone. Elizabeth Barto leaves to An- na Billie several sparklers (imitation diamonds). Thelma Noble leaves her giggle to Anna Schmidt. Orvan Potts leaves his very much dilapidated lunch box. Joseph Charney leaves the remains of a can of denatured axle grease to Haves Shreves (seeing that Hayes’ hair just won’t lay properly.) Robert McCallister leaves his seventeen jewel eye brow movement. Paul Tipton leaves his freckles and ability to become a general nuisance to human- ity to any undersized Eighth Grader—maybe James Gabriel. Frank Cook leaves his by-word—“well fo’ petty’s sake.” and Dorothy Ball leaves to Marie Alesire all the definitions on her desk including the one for density, which Franklin Cook (To a clerk)—“I wish to see your ‘hand me downs.’ ” Clerk—“Do you want a belt on the back?” Franklin—“Do you want a slug on the jaw?” Blanche C.—Here is a note signed ‘Mi. T. Head.’ ” Anybody would have known that when they read the note.” Twenty-nine she never could remembe CLASS GRUMBLERS Ima Nutt and M T. Head.