University High School - Nunc Dimittis Yearbook (Ann Arbor, MI)

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CLASS PROPHECY tWith Deepest Apologies to Longfellowl Should you ask me whence these stories, Whence these prophecies and legends, Of U. High School, in Ann Arbor At that ancient seat of learning In the State of Michigaumeeg I should answer, I should tell you From the Senior class so famous For its scholars and its athletes For its actors and musicians. I foretell them as I learned them From the Oracle at Delphi. Should you ask me what our Helen, Chieftain of our Student Council Shall be doing in the future, I should answer, I should tell you To the multitudes assembled She will give a wondrous lecture How to educate our students, Keep them working at their lessons Make them diligent and happy Keep them out of all their troubles. Marjorie after college studies Learned to answer urgent questions Where the doctor was at present. That was what we all expected. But l'm sure the rest will startle, For her books of Physics problems VVorry now the helpless student. Dot will no doubt in the future, Marry someone of great learning Someone knowing bugs and beetles, All about their haunts and habits, She will search the world to find him, Entomologists they call them. What his name, I cannot tell you For the vision fades and darkens, But it points to Who's Who's pages. I can hear the murmuring prophet. Whisper of two famous seniors, Albertine and lithe Virginia VVhirling, twirling, now on tip-toes Smiling, famous, gracious dancers. High above the mighty forests O'er the palisades of pine trees, Circles high a fearless airman Fearing naught from wind or weather Rival of the mighty eagle We behold our johnny Wagner. 'Who will aid the suffering people, And allay their 'pains and fever, Wilbur, Jack and also Pearson With their knives and saws and scalpels Ever eager to apply them To our tonsils or appendix. 'I'here's no doubt Pauline will aid then1 As a nurse she'll be on duty Calm, possessed, and most efficient Taking temperatures and pulses, Often giving anaesthetics. Cathelia all her days will squander, In pursuit of art and learning Making rugs and things artistic Dying scarves and prints and batiks Painted like the leaves ot' Autumn, Colored like the sky of morning. Now she thinks it very thrilling If she might become a doctor, But it's safe to say for certain Art will conquer in the long run. Plastic surgery would suit her Building Greek or Roman noses If the features were deficient.

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CLASS WILL We, the class of 1928, being of more or less sound mind, memory, and understanding, do hereby make, publish and declare the following to be our last will and testament: We, Benjamin Bailey and Jack Bunting, do will our positions as class electricians to the two Juniors least easily shocked. I, Pearson Beebe, do hereby will my inability to be squelched to any Junior who suffers insomnia during library period. I, Orville Churchill, do will my ability to throw my voice to Bob Fuoss to use when he would like to talk to somebody in Miss McKinney's room during home room period. I, Ada Cooper, do will and transfer my happy disposition to any Junior who aspires to take charge of the ticket money for next year's Senior play. I, Betty Covert, after checking over my affairs, find that I have left over one stalwart youth in uniform, and do bequeath the same. glasses and all, to anyone who can use him. If no use can be found for this outfit, pack in a box and send C. O. D. to Miami Military Academy. I, Helen Hawxhurst, do will the exquisite expression with which it is my custom to announce that assembly is dismissed to the next Student Council President. We, Marjorie Hunt and Wilbur Muehlig. do hereby will our ability to accommodate two pairs of feet in the space of one under the library table to Helen Nechodoma and Bob Cum- mings, with the suggestion that Bob put his on the bottom. I, Roger William Howell, do graciously bestow upon next year's Senior Class President the unimpeachable air of dignity with which I have been wont to conduct the Senior mob scenes, officially known as class meetings during this past year. I, Virginia Hutzel, give and beoueath my position as accompanist to the Girls' Glee Club to anyone who can last out a practice. I, Rose Jamgotch. do will my curly hair to Ralph Atwell. I, 'Elizabeth Ladd, do cheerfullv beoueath mv ability to extract dues from class Scotch- men without battle. murder. or sudden death. to the next Senior Treasurer. We, Joyce Davidson. Agnes Graham, Margaret Hanford and Jeanette Schremser, do will our luxuriant hair to the Junior boys. I. Herbert Kent. do will mv reputation as the class's most perpetual talker to the Junior who is best able to carry on such a brilliant career. I, Virginia Ladd. do will all mv marks to someone who would like to try to raise them. I, Albertine Lockwood. do will my position as the only girl in the Boys' Glee Club to some ambitious Junior girl. I, Barbara Lorch, do will my knowledge of life's deeper things, especially physics, to Miriam Dodge. I, Marian Mar. do will and beoueath my desire for a stage career to Helene Suarez. I. Robert McCormick. do herewith bequeath my ability to play the saxophone to Ted Dengler. I. Dorothy Norris. do beoueath mv ability to listen to the aforesaid saxophone for ten minutes straight without removing mv eyes. to all admirers of Clarence, I. Gnv Miller. do hereby will the convenient ability which I possess of sleeping serenely through English Class to any somnolent Junior. I, Ruth Moses, being mentally sound. do bequeath my capacity for idleness to Benjamin Clements. I, Cathelia Pollock, do will my carefully cultivated ability to lick stamps to the next Exchange Editor of the Brnar1ra.rh'r. I. Pauline Ranous. do will my ability to write up problems to Dr. Stephenson's satisfac- tion to any Junior planning to take his Modern Social Problems course next year. I. Mildred Reading. do will my musical ability to Louise Little. I, Ellen Reeves. do will my sweetly serious air of contemplation to Dick Cummings. I. Frances Thornton. do hereby will my capacity for hysterics to Mariorie Davis. I, Milton Underdown, do will my English themes to anyone who will provide a lock for my theme locker as a token of appreciation for the gift. I, John Wagner, do will my 'frolicsomeness to Jim Dale. I, Frederick Wiselogle, do will a piece of my magnetic personality which enables me to attract all the Senior girls around me in the library after school, to Wallace Carr. I. Betty Wheeler, do bequeath my deep bass voice to Walter Jotter. VVitncss our hands and seals this fourteenth day of June, A. D. 1928. The Class of Nineteen Twenty-eight. 16

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If Fred East gets old and crippled, Who will train the winning heroes, Future teams of basket-shooters? No one else than Chief Coach Billy. After tooting all through High School, With aim to be a virtuoso On the flute or maybe oboe, Ben gives up half way through college Takes to building dams and bridges, Undertakes such mighty projects. That if engineer is mentioned Bailey's name is always thought of. Delphi's Oracle has pictured, Jazz shall undergo improvement, At the hands of Mildred Reading So that future generations, Looking for the true beginnings Of the art of syncopation Shall ascribe it to our class-mate. XNhile in High School, Betty Covert, Dreamed of long devoted service To the old, the sick, the needy. In the noblest of professions That a woman ever enters. She became a Red-Cross worker ln the army of her country There she met a dashing captain, And the rest, you can imaginef Classmates three, engaged in business, Rose and Agnes with Guy Miller Rugs and Oriental splendors Brought from Turkey and far Persia So successful was this business Soon all three were very wealthy But the lure of book collecting Captivated Agnes' interest, So she sold her share in business Leaving only Rose and Miller In this gainful occupation. At the Lantern shop a waitress, Used to earn her extra pennies In the days when we -were school-mates Recently she's been promoted Now she is a charming hostess ln her own pretentious mansion How it happened I will tell you. Came one day, a striking fellow, Quite the pinkest of perfection Said that ne'er a single maiden Stirred his heart to palpitation Till our Ruth he saw and straightway Took her off to grace his table. Ginny Ladd and Betty Wheeler. Two young ladies well acquainted With the vanities of women, Knowing well the constant effort Needed for a perfect coiffure Purchased with their hoarded earnings All the well known aids to beauty. Soon Miss May and Jeannette Schremser Bored with teaching restless pupilsy Bored with disciplining children Joined their class-mates in this venture. Now all four spend many hours Manicuring and marcelling, Bobbing hair and giving facials. H. H. Ryans' chair was vacant Till the Board of Education After months' deliberation Found our class-mate Milton suited To the Headship ofour High School. That of course, when,he completed Some months sojourn up at Jackson. Serving time for too much speeding.