Troy Township High School - Trojan Yearbook (Coolville, OH)

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THE THALIA 19 2 7 GTo tfje Class; of ’27, C. %). Our high school days are now ended; Tonight we must say good-bye, And the thought revives fond memories Of days spent at old “Troy Hi.” As we pass from this hall of learning We feel we have only begun; There are many great things to accomplish, And many more goals to be won. The road has not always been easy, Our way was not always bright; But we learned, by enduring the hardships, To make every burden seem light. We have shared both in joys and in sorrows, We partook both of smiles and of tears; But our conquest of tasks so perplexing Has helped to belittle life’s fears. May the lessons we’ve learned at Troy High School Be never erased from the mind, But so inspire our lives that they brighten The way for those trav’ling behind. May we each one grow stronger and stronger When tossed on life’s stormy sea, And be faithful in life’s work, “Old Troy Hi” As we have been faithful to thee. Though our stations in life may be different And no two of our pathways the same, Let us hope we shall meet on the highway That leads on to success and fame. 16

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19 2 7 THE THALIA Class $ropfjecp Lounging comfortably in a hummock under a large shade tree one afternoon, I wan thinking of the senior class, and wondering what the future held for each. I had, lying on the ground around the hammock, the gifts and tokens from different members of the class. After a while I looked toward the road, and behold. I saw a gypsy fortune teller coming toward me. I had heard of her many times, but did not know that she and her tribe were going through our part of the country at this time, or I certainly should have gone to her before. And now. here she came this great gypsy! The first thing she said when she drew near me was, “Let me tell you their future. You have, indeed, a remarkable class.” And I, of course, immediately consented. She bade me bring to her the handkerchiefs that I had in a box lying on the ground by the hammock those which had been given me by the members of the class. She said that each handkerchief would reveal the personality of the giver. The fortune teller was seated in a chair, in front of me. I handed her the handkerchiefs, and. as she pressed each one to her forehead, she seemed to peer far into future years. The first handkerchief was a large white one with “D“ in the corner. As she pressed it to her forehead, she said, “Behold. 1 see your president, yea, even as to-day in all his dignity and majestic bearing, and his words are heeded in that day and generation even as you, the class of 1927, heeded them. His ambitions have led him ever upward and onward until he is now governor of his own native state. Taking the next one. a large white one with a blue border, she said, I see a school of learning, and before his class a noble professor. The class looks at him in reverence, not a little amazed at the vast store of learning he acquired in Troy High School. Listen, what is it they call him? Professor Watkins.” This time as she pressed a tan silk kerchief to her forehead, she exclaimed, “Ah. I see a rich man a banker-riding in his aeroplane, wearing his diamonds, counting his money and spending it lavishly, too. Surely you must recall Ted New-land.” There were, indeed, many kinds of handkerchiefs; and, ns she continued, she looked through each one as she had with the first ones. “Now, I see a lady, fearless and brave. She possesses a strong mind, strong will, and stronger temper. She lectures on subject that calls for deep convictions—'Woman's Rights.' She is a spinster of uncertain age. Her name escapes me—ah ! now I have it—Myrta Nestor. “Aguin I see a woman —oh, I feel like crying. This woman is in deep sorrow and grief. Surely she is a lonely widow mourning her husband. No, no. 'tis only a fair bride grieving over the loss of her pet poodle. But who is the bride? Ah. her name once was Susan Foster. “Now I see in the next ten years a young woman, one of your famous basketball stars in 1927. She is, indeed, still famous, but now in the field of tennis. She has traveled abroad. Her name goes before her: and Helen Wills’s name take second place beside that of Edna Nestor. “Next before me stands one who still knows the joys of ‘single blessedness.’ Her whole soul is in her work : hence Edith Dunfee is happy, and a very successful English teacher at Ohio State University. “The years roll on. and the doors of congress open before me no, not to admit me as a member, but only as a visitor and as I look around, I see two more of your classmates: for Nellie Kinnen and Teddy Kincaid have won names for themselves, and written into our statute books are laws introduced and upheld by them. “But this time the scene changes. Passengers are boarding a ship hound for Europe. Fortune has smiled upon another, and at last she is to visit Venice and Florence. Paris and Dresden, and revel in art to her heart’s content. I see her boarding the ship, and there on the register she signs her name as Hazel Bloomer. This time I see a famous poet who in her high school days dreamed of what she would do in the field of writing. Her home is in California, and she is known to all the world, but by her pen name, Joan Morris. To you she is Flora Justice. “Now let me carry you down to Kentucky where a beautiful woman is living happily with her husband on a large farm. She has inherited a large sum of money, but has given it toward building a hospital for the mountaineers, and has become known far and wide for her kindness. Her name was once Dorotha Gilbert. “The next picture is not quite so happy. A fair lady has been disappointed in love. Now. in Chicago, she seeks balm for a wounded heart in bringing happiness to others. Do you recognize Bertha Ballard? The handkerchief this time was a large blue one, and after a moment’s hesitation she said, “I see a lawyer -with wealth and fame living in Washington. D. C. He is recognized in the Nation’s Capital as a man of unswerving truth and justice: and. thinking of ‘Honest Abe,’ people call him ‘Honest Ed.’ “I see a wealthy man in St. Louis. He has gone through the schools of engineering and now operates the aeroplane bus line from St. Louis to New York City. This is Earl White. m “Lastly I see an athlete, famous the world over. But— “The heights by great men reached and kept Were not attained by single (light. And Paul, while his companions slept. Tossed basketballs both left and right. “For practice? For amusement? Yes, And more. He saw a goal afar! And now. at last, the prize is won. And Paul—your Paul’s a football star! “And now, my dear, with you I leave this envelope. Open it at your leisure. With a few more words she was gone. Curiosity, that natural characteristic of womankind, possessed me, and, hurriedly tearing open the envelope, I read: “For you the future holds a realization of your fondest dreams. Music has beckoned you ever onward The paper fell to my lap. and I resumed my musing. Suddenly, a flash of thought aroused me. I recalled that I had obtained permission from the gypsy maiden to publish her revelations in our year book, and I went immediately to our Editor and begged the privilege of having it printed, so that in years to come, we might think of the wonderful gypsy who had revealed our future to us. “Behold. I see Dortha Griffin, living in Columbus with her mother. She has become very wealthy, and owns the largest department store in the city. « 15

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19 2 7 THE THALIA Class MtU The Senior Class of nineteen hundred twenty-seven of Troy High School, being sound in mind and reason, with four long, hard years of work and study behind us, do make our last will and testament in the presence of the Board of Education, asking them to see that our last wishes are carried out. We do not think it right to pass on without bequeathing our splendid successes and abilities to the other students of the future. First of all, to the Juniors we leave the ability to do hard work with a cheerful attitude, as has been done by us in the past; and also, we bequeath all Senior privileges to the graduating class of ’28. Second, to the Sophomores, we leave the ability to get our lessons, feeling sure that they will profit much by a wise use of these worthy resolutions of good behavior in school. Third, to the Freshmen, we leave our best wishes for a happy future, and our ability to overcome all obstacles in a dignified and modest manner. We feel sure Troy High of '30 will need these. The personal bequests are as follows: Hazel Bloomer bequeaths her good grades and scholarly bearing to Lester Doan. Bertha Ballard bequeaths her ability to sing to George Gilbert. Edith Dunfee bequeaths her dignity to John Runion. Dorotha Griffin bequeaths her personal appearance to Helen Bond. Dorotha Gilbert bequeaths her ability to cook to Paul Kinnen. Susan Foster bequeaths her “flapperistic” characteristics to Winifred Russell. Brennice Gordon bequeaths her musical talent to Joseph Chase. Flora Justice bequeaths her poetic temperament to Harold Conklin. Nellie Kinnen bequeaths her curly hair to Mary Belle Bentz. Edna Nestor bequeaths her ability to play basketball to Ruth Dye. Myrta Nestor bequeaths her talkativeness to Milton O’Neil. Marvin Dodd bequeaths his patent leather hair to Everett Wildman. Teddy Kincaid bequeaths his gay manner to Clive Bailey. Trenton Newland bequeaths his jokes to Dale Gibbs. Gantz Watkins bequeaths his personal appearance to Anna James. Paul Green bequeaths his athletic ability to Fern Metz. Edwin Wildman bequeaths his “sheikishness” to Don Green. Earl White bequeaths his unerring judgment to Harry Booth. To the Annual Staff of ’28, we bequeath the privilege to carry on our good work. To our Faculty xve bequeath our gratitude for their many interests and worries for us during our High School career, never to be trodden again. To Troy High in general we leave all conditions, we hope, in better shape than we found them. Lastly, to our friends of Troy Township and there-about and to the Troy Civic Association, we give thanks for the many faxors done for us and the personal interest shown toward us as we have been traveling along this road to knowledge. Any and all remaining property we leave to the Board of Education to use as it sees fit. In witness thereof, we, the Class of Nineteen Hundred Twenty-seven, hereunto set our hand and seal this sixteenth day of May in the year of our Lord, One Thousand Nine Hundred Twenty-seven. Signed: Senior Class of Troy High School. Witness: Miss Evans Miss Gift Mr. Gardner Mr. Morrison 17